Bidding farewell to the rainbow Tutu so fondly wished for
NOTHING in the past week came to showing South Africa being at peace with itself.
Those familiar with the rains that descend with thunder and lightning will remember Archbishop Emeritus Desmond Tutu likening the promising calm that came with the dawn of the country's democracy as fitting the description of a rainbow.
That calm proved a shaky bridge too far to cross for this nation last week.
And the demonic waters of racial hangover below were starkly hazardous to swim in.
For a "born-again" new South African of FW de Klerk's standing to declare in 2012 that apartheid was a viable separate-but-equal policy device did not help one understand how he got the Nobel Peace Prize in the first place.
For De Klerk to still believe that the object of apartheid was "separate but equal" is to miss the point by a mile. Inequality is the cause behind separation.
Separation takes the conditions for peace and justice away with it.
Assuming that this wisdom holds for us all, who in their right mind thought a march by the DA to Cosatu headquarters would begin and end as a cordial encounter?
That the DA has a right to march as does Cosatu is not in dispute. But things do not end there.
The DA is a political party that is flexing its extra-parliamentary muscles against a trade union federation on youth wage subsidy.
The DA's policy preference was cleverly intertwined with a battle for hearts and minds and for constituency building purposes on the streets.
By so doing the party has seized the benefit of two worlds: it can dare the labour federation on the streets and then jump over the picket fences to resume its official opposition to the ANC where Cosatu is a parliamentary absentee.
So does the issue of wage subsidy degenerates into a political football to kick for the benefit of the party rather than the general redress of the unemployed youth.
With the streets having no Madam Speaker, to order opposing camps to honorable behaviour, the legal and illegal marches inevitably met to the exchange of stones rather than the giving and receiving of each other's petitions.
As the stormy road to exercising the right to march - against whoever is deemed fit to petition - becomes and bloody you might be forgiven for bidding farewell to the rainbow.
In the raging storm of who threw the first stone in the DA march to Cosatu House the alarm raised by auditor-general Terence Nombembe, that the security of government information and the accuracy of reports were deteriorating, went unheeded.
Were the country to react in time there might still be a chance of restraining the horse from bolting wildly.
Then there was Jazzman Rikhotso, who was preying on women and girls visiting their dearly departed at Avalon Cemetery in Soweto.
His reign of terror was waged between April 2008 and August 2010. Rikhotso's end came to shocking light when Johannesburg High Court Judge Colin Lamont sentenced him to 17 life terms last Thursday.
This is a man who inflicted the worst kind of invasion on a woman by raping her in front of her six-year-old daughter.
How many episodes of such heartlessness should children go through before they can truly see the rainbow that Tutu wished for?