Take off your cooper hat, Mzekezeke
Shwa nearly dropped her mic in disbelief! Every time there’s a community outreach in Mpumalanga, ANC leaders play united like a boy band. But wait until the bakery arrives – taxpayers’ bread stacked in the boot. Suddenly, tongues wag, whispers erupt and power tassels tangle.
These Mzekezeke wannabes crawl into dark corners, tossing anonymous stones at each other, accusing one another of bankrupting municipalities – not because they believe stealing is wrong, but because everyone wants dibs on the bakery keys.
Dear comrades, Shwa has no time for cowardly anonymous letters. If you’ve got tea, man up… grab the mic, Mzakesman, and say it with your chest!
