Brewer's Droop #253
WHAT A MESS
Hlaudi Motsoeneng said recently that the SABC was a mess when he arrived (which us why he’s refusing to leave I guess – because he knows best). In reality the SABC has always been a mess for as long as I can remember.
There’s only one common reason I can think of and that’s government intervention.
The moment something is “nationalised” it’s a death sentence.
During my career I reckon there must have been millions and millions of rands squandered because of appalling administration. But that’s only my opinion of course.
The only difference between the SABC under control of the Nats and the SABC under the control of the ANC is that the current lot appear to be doing just about everything wrong – from programme content to contract confirmations. The Nats weren’t quite as bad – but it was still a mess.
It’s a nightmare. Always has been and always will be as long as it remains under the control of politicians.
It’s the same for SAA of course. You’d really struggle to find an organisation so determined to lose billions. It’s commercial suicide on a scale which few of us can even begin to comprehend.
Of course, it’s unfair to pick on Hlaudi and SAA in isolation. The problem is there isn’t enough space here to list all the corrupt and/or inefficient and/or stupid Ministers and ministerial appointments.
I think we’ve become immune to all the stories of intimidation, lying, violence, corruption and gross maladministration. I wonder if we really care anymore? The concept of complaining and demanding resignations is just too tiring to contemplate.
But who knows? Maybe we’ll actually see Hlaudi being kicked out of Fawlty Towers this week. (By the way there’s a pig flying event next weekend.)
Perhaps the answer is to simply shut down government and parliament (just as it seems will be done with universities) and start all over again.
I reckon I might stand for election, actually. I’d like to run the Ministry of Tourism or maybe Communications? What do you think my chances are?
I read this in one of my favourite columns this week (David Biggs).
A man goes into a pub and asks for 6 separate whiskies. The barman pours them and sets them up in a straight line.
The man carefully downs the first one, then the third and the fifth. With that he starts to walk out. But the barman calls after him and asks “why aren’t you finishing all your drinks?” and the man replies (wait for it) “my doctor said it’s okay for me to drink – but only the odd one.”
Well, at least it’s clean and totally PC.