Bricks and mortar politics

In a country plagued by housing constraints and service delivery problems, the DA and the ANC have opted once again to forget about their country and turn politics into a rather foolish standoff that leaves one feeling somewhat ambivalent.

It is a sad day for democracy when the blue team comes out wearing hard hats and the yellow team await their ‘compatriots’ with bricks in hand. But, neither used the tools at hand to benefit the very people they represent.

Equally ridiculous is that our leaders cannot see what is right in front of them, the opportunity to forget about electioneering, forget about their parties and use cooperation and resources for the people.

The very reason that they allegedly became leaders in the first place is for our countrymen and women, barring the fat paycheques and nice rides of course.

In a perfect world all we needed at the march was the EFF to come out and supply the cement. We could have had a housing project with thousands of volunteers diligently spending their sweat on creating as opposed to destroying.

One is left with a sense of melancholy, seeing what our politicians do to get votes. Fighting within the political realm as opposed to actually using those hard hats and bricks to build the better future, promised to the people election after election.

They compete in a poorly organised game of politicking that ends without resolve, but in violence and tongue-lashings.

As marchers scattered from the police’s stun grenades, they resembled the core of South African politics. People in power are constantly running away from the problems that plague the people. In many cases they are not running but rather driving away in sleek, shiny, expensive vehicles.

The ANC exhibit another form of poor governance in South Africa: revved up and passionate, but for what? To maintain a stronghold that cares more about votes than people’s livelihood?

Their aggression and passion displayed yesterday should be channeled into tackling problems and finding solutions instead of protecting their ‘Bastille’ from a force who knows not why they march.

Both parties wielded some of the bare essentials for building, but instead end up in the middle of a CBD, both chanting struggle songs and running amok as they resemble the classic headless chicken running in circles without cause and conviction.

This is why people are protesting, this is why they are suffering, and this is why people are apathetic towards the politics of our country.

Because while the two strongest parties lock heads for yet another a scrum of power, it is the people who become the grass that they trample on – it seems clear that many political leaders have a complete and utter disregard for the ones that give them their precious votes.

I thought my ballot may be of some use, but after yesterday’s circus I am reminded once again that apart from spoiling my ballot by taking it out for a nice sushi dinner, my ballot will inevitably mean another term of two giants clashing heads whilst the poor continue to suffer under their mighty weight.



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