Wednesday, October 19, 2011

YOU DON’T KNOW THE COUSIN NEXT DOOR

…I have a problem of dreaming of crime scenes in the city

Compiled by your caring cousin

Yemzala maybe you don’t know me, but I wish to let you know that I am the certified city dweller who has been prompted to let you know of the dangerous surroundings which we dwell in. People in the country are getting fatter and claiming to be richer then it should not surprise you of their claim to fame.

Always been there and experienced a mouthful it should just not surprise even my uncle Barnes who is holding the so called makhundu that he can’t touch some of the figures including the one from Africa origin but claiming roots from Charos in the continent not far from Europe.

It is so unfortunate that I could not abuse my once off meeting with the highest authority in the land and milked a chunk from his billions (phela I know you won’t believe that I had the chance but couldn’t use it). This was due to the fact that I have always been troubled by my dream of seeing this honourable and stylish dude supplying the country’s security forces with spears while during my long dream a question was posed by a voice from behind on his involvement in such dealings bearing in mind on his social standing.

The voice then changed tune citing that such dealings are legal because he initially bribed his way to the ignorant and caring-less seniors who seem not to put the country first but only tuned to fattened their dirty pockets.

With such surrounding and controlling g the country’s economy your truly loving cousin is not surprised to hear from the city’s drinking holes that several high ranking officials are on his payroll. My cousin please don’t force the Son of Lozindaba to reveal names on this one … but such is glaring to the eye that cares to see.

I just can’t buy a story of the hounarable citizen because during my dream’s near ending episode a specific incident was sighted where a van was tracked from the Ngwenya/Ashoek border post with RSA on the basis of intelligence that it was carrying a suspicious unspecified whitish powder into Swaziland.

Whilst my snoring caused by my larger than life banged my tiny stick and mud flat thus irritating my sweet Getrude a team of detectives tracked the an unmarked vehicle and tailed it into Mbabane. The culprits driving the vehicle were observed making calls on their cell phones and immediately afterwards, and before the detectives could do anything, they received a telephone call from a high ranking police official from who demanded to know their location. The detectives were commanded to attend “an emergency” somewhere out of town. With no power to object to the command, the officers obliged and lost trail of the van. It is alleged that the van was later seen driving into a warehouse owned by my Charo cousin which was guarded by a ‘white man’ guards ensuring that there is no unauthorised access into a section of the warehouse.

I don’t know how many minutes my dream took but the voiceless starring character in my dream tried to force me to buy his story that government’s efforts of avoiding human trafficking and the invasion of the overly populated Asians in 97 percent of the city’s supermarkets turned into a Fong Kong electronic shop den are easily downplayed by such souls because they house them in their backyards entering and disguising to be investors or garment factories supervisors. It during this episode that I got to learn that it is easy to get away with such a crime because the only thing you have to do is to import suits or cheap t-shirts and donate to the country’s who-is-who and not one soul would be tagged as whistleblower (ask some of my brothers in the fourth estate, they have benefited from such genorisity)…..it is for this reason that I decided to wake up and sulk at the fact that our society seems to be easily thugged by those in power.

I am still shocked that a number of the fly by night businessmen are enjoying diverse business interests to government’s reserves. This has virtually made it impossible for the general public, journalists or other authorities to put a finger on where most of their money is actually made. It also creates difficulty in suggesting that they make money from illegal activities, as their business holdings are known to generate a lot of income. For good measure, those in arms deals are actually legal, only that their businesses are inconsistent with their social and economic standings. Mzala let me rest my case on this one.

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