Imagine all of Mzansi partying up a storm in Orania, Ooh Gweezy! Orania a party zone
Ladies, gents, and you politically confused comrades, gather ’round. Let’s talk about Acting President Gwede Mantashe. Oh, the Tiger. The accidental philosopher-king we never knew we needed.
While other politicians waffle about coalitions or load shedding, Mantashe’s out here solving 31 years of racial tension with a real estate strategy. Genius? Chaos or genius chaos?
Here’s why Gweezy is the president of our dreams (and nightmares): While Silili was calculating coalition maths, the Tiger was out there suggesting we turn Orania into a B&B for “healing”; most politicians avoid Orania like a land claim. Not our man. Bold. Unhinged. Iconic.
Sure, his plan has more holes than a GNU cabinet, but admit it: who would not like to see him try to broker peace over a potjie? He’s the uncle who suggests karaoke at a funeral – problematic, but you can’t look away. So here’s to Gweezy: the president we don’t deserve but secretly want.
