Our future leaders stink while young South African’s sleep!

Sometimes you just have to say it…

Our future leaders stink while young South African’s sleep!

It’s been nearly three years since I have written something here… And, I hope this is the start of many new words…

As the country gears up for the next elections, thousands of young South Africans, like me, simply don’t know who to vote for. We look at the political mudslinging between the ANC and the DA and we think… 

What is going on?

I don’t want to talk about the ANC’s obvious leadership flaws that inspires young people to do one thing… 

Nothing.

But now, the DA and AGANG have proved that they’re not much smarter than our current president, Mr Jacob Zuma.

I have to ask the question that’s on everyone’s mind, “How the hell can Helen Zille and Mamphele Ramphele make premature announcements, then back pedal because they “rushed into it.”

What if the DA takes office…? Is Zille going to rush into international partnerships with mediocre countries that could potentially destroy the well-being of our citizens?

South African politicians are blithering idiots!

What this country needs at its helm is someone that can do due diligence before rushing into things, act responsibly by not building mansions with fire pools and actually put the needs of its people first.

This will help us to attract young, fresh talent.  

The sad thing is, if you cut through the bull spewed forth by the likes of Zuma, Zille and Ramphele it seems the only new party left to vote for is the EFF.

Let me say that again… IT SEEMS, the only new party left to vote for is the EFF. But the truth is, even young Julius doesn’t spark much confidence in the youth of this country. You must give it to him though… He has never changed his tune like the Double Zs (Zille and Zuma)

And my old hero, Mr Lekota? He doesn’t know how to COPE…

So where are the young South Africans now?

I’ll tell you…

Take a walk through the ever-expanding shopping malls, look in front and behind the tills of indulgent commerce. Watch as the elders abuse young South Africans and protest of the “bad service”.

Drive through Johannesburg or any city’s CBD and notice who is walking in the street aimlessly! The youth are pimped out in brand named threads, their ears abused by loud hip-hop, rock and pop from unscrupulous performers interested in three things… Money, Drugs and Sex.

While our politicians grumble and mumble about who is taking power next, our young people are being influenced by American greed. Gangsters are leading them down a path to prison… 

You’ve seen them smoking, swearing and swaggering on the street while their parents work relentlessly to provide them with a safe place to sleep.

I see the young people of this country falling for lies spewed forth by the likes of Ray McCauley and his religious nuttiness. Stronger than Marmite and Black Cat, these charismatic spiders fill the hungry hearts of our young nation with promises of hope, love and riches beyond measure.

They take the hard-earned money of our youth and build religious cattle kraals to hypnotise and energise the young to bring their friends to spread their message like a cancer. Pay your tithe and stay alive!

And what is our youth doing? They forget...

They have all but forgotten about the minority rule that used and abused their parents and grandparents. They fail to recognise their power, they fail to plan for a future that is theirs. A future that is being dictated by the old legends, freedom-fighting relics that still believe that racism will return if a white party takes power…

To the relics I say, racism never left. It’s alive and well… in YOUR hearts.

But where are the young leaders?

The young leaders are quietly waiting, biding their time and counting. They are counting on our government to fail, they are counting on their parents to do nothing but the same. They are complacent in their ambitions and passionate about doing one thing… Nothing.

So we bow our heads in shame… Our leaders will never change.

Yes, I know what politicking is… Don’t hate me.

I am just saying it like it is!