SE THLARE SA MOSOTHO KE LEKGOA/HIARI YA SHINDA UTUMWA/THE DEVIL AND HIS JOB FOR IDLE HANDS

So the swarthier race (particularly us native South Africans of the sterner sex) is sitting there and 'chilling' while the whole world is striving not only for conquest over our earthly environment...but also for control over the stars!

However, whenever something goes wrong with this strange laziness in my people, particularly this male species of the 'black race' as alluded to hereinabove, JUST BLAME IT ALL ON THE 'WHITE MAN' WHO IS BY NATURE THE  'PANACEA FOR EVERY BLACKMAN'S MALADY =(SE THLARE SA MOSOTHO KE LEKGOA)' 

South Africa's Sotho-, Pedi- and Tswana-speakers will have to forgive a native-SiSwati-speaker for any mis-spelling in the words of a well-known idiom!

I ask for no forgiveness though for interpreting the idiom in my way of understanding it; just as I want to apologize for nothing over my understanding of the Kiswahili Language' proverb: "Volition [towards your personal god-given tasks] your only bulwark against enslavement"=Hiari ya shinda utumwa.

The point is no one has a right to come here on earth just for the purpose of enjoying and plundering its resources without giving anything back!  Not even if ii is your own land where you want to lead this life of a maggot.


But, despite all these warnings couched in idioms and proverbs of all languages of South Africa (Zulu, English, Sotho, Venda, Afrikaans etc).

Despite all the words of wisdom from native African sages of even  abroad (e.g. East Africa's 'Hiari ya shinda utumwa').

Despite about EVERYTHING there is to be found among us African men in South Africa still so much laziness!

As if that canker was not enough, it will come with a baseless vanity!  I would, for example rather own a car and sleep in it instead of owning a car!  This is because the car gives me just too many advantages that a house giveth me not e.g. it helps me feed on my profligacy: quick women, quick liquor and quick 'scores'.  A 'score' can be our jargon for purloining and thieving (mostly through conmaship) either from some fellow-blacman's business concern or some richer guy black or white who has worked o so hard and earned his financial status in this community).

Here are so many, in fact, too many of us blackmen into this lifestyle we have ipso-facto not only drowned the efforts of those who work hard for this land, but we are even on their unwitting behalf ipso-facto begging: 

"Please, World! Grant us our South African version of the much-talked-about neocolonialism!"

Now, guess what?

Thanks to the late Nelson Mandela's own personal, perfectly-constitutional and legal beliefs (albeit VERY VERY SECRET until now), the neocolonialism is already here!

The neocolonialists have no particular skin colour now:  some of them are brown, others pink, too many pale, and occasionally you may meet the beautiful rarity of a truly black one (in my life-time I have only once seen a truly black person and it was a most beautiful woman from the Sudan that I met around 1992 in Dar es-Salaam).

The nieu-colonialists have no particular nationality now; and they definitely do not necessarily come from Europe: half of them are your fellow-South Africans, with only a sprinkling hailing from abroad.

They do not have any particular religious persuasion; its a motley of spiritual stripes!

I wish sometimes I were one of those neocolonialists (however, I love my fellow-black South African men too much to oppress them, indefensibly lazy though we all men are around here).

However, if I were one such neocolonialist guess what I would do about your laziness, Man?

I would of course invest in it.   And here is my plan (especially after realizing that you Native African are a lover of pleasure that comes for free and without effort):

Firstly, I will exploit your labour only when you need to assuage and satisfy your cravings.

Secondly, I will have no respect for you.

In that regard of my disrespect for you...and please nobody morally or religiously judge me..

...I will impregnate four women at the same time, namely: Your Wife, Your Mother-in-law, Your Own Daughter, and Your Sister-in-law!

Of course all the religious people will blame me for my immorality.  But hey, what hoot do I care about moralists and men and women of God where I have fulfilled God's first command to humanity: "[Reproduce, Multiply and  Fill up This Earth?]"

God's commandment relates to hard-working men to reproduce themselves, and not Lazybones!  

God's Commandment is not for You who everyday falsely want to blame State President Jacob Zuma's government for 'failing to provide you with a job' when jobs are everyday presented under your scoffing nose even where you live whereupon you elect alcohol over and above service to your fellow-South Africans!

Maybe every thing about Mandela and friends who survive him in world power is merely something to laugh about!  I enjoy laughter as much as I enjoy each and every one of my cries!