No need to jump when ET bleats

EUGENE Terre'Blanche is an imbecile who cannot even enjoy a smooth ride on a timid horse. This ageing non-entity is worse than an empty tin that makes the most irritating noise. He is a dying, hopeless man who has no place even in the dustbin of our history.

EUGENE Terre'Blanche is an imbecile who cannot even enjoy a smooth ride on a timid horse. This ageing non-entity is worse than an empty tin that makes the most irritating noise. He is a dying, hopeless man who has no place even in the dustbin of our history.

I fully concur with Panyaza Lesufi, the communications department official who has lodged a public complaint with the Human Rights Commission. Lesufi is using our democratic structures to challenge blatant racism fuelled by deep-seated hatred of other humans based solely on the pigmentation of their skin.

However, I believe that we must be careful not to grant undue publicity to someone who is fighting a losing battle, for a lost cause.

We know, for example, that the majority of peace-loving South Africans, including the so-called Afrikaners, have fully embraced the new dispensation.The sacrifices of people from all walks of life should not be trampled on by a senseless hypocrite who is concerned only with the affairs of his family, friends and relatives in the name of some unthinkable struggle to preserve and maintain one nation's oppression of others.

Racial hatred is an expressed negative emotion that emanates from an individual who lacks self-esteem, who is unwilling and unable to live in harmony with other members of the human race. Most importantly, a racist is a headless chicken who will come last even in a one-man race - this is how pathetic they are. Therefore, I do not think that we should be wasting our precious time. Ironically, Terre'Blanche could be the man who told me to go to hell after a racial spat in the 1980s when I was in matric with Panyaza Lesufi himself. This tall, obese Afrikaner was clad in a typical Afrikaner Weerstandsbeweging uniform in a supermarket in Johannesburg. The type of clothing that is designed to distinguish those brainless, narrow-minded bastards among us from intelligent people.

I admitted to this unspeakably ugly lunatic that I had been to hell several times. I explained that the only reason I came back was because the entrance was marked "whites only".

Needless to say, I had to run for my dear life.

Do not panic, Panyaza, my brother, let's just say that Eugene is the black sheep (pun intended) in our South African family.

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