What did you do in the Struggle, daddy?
That's one question that many local
politici, tycoons and hangers-on prefer to leave unanswered. Gary
Player never reminisces about punting The Citizen as "the paper for the
true South African".
Then as now, Business is the getting and dispensing of wealth, while
Politics remains the art of getting and dispensing power. Politics and
Business have always been beholden to each other, and equally pragmatic
in their handling of those corrosive substances - money and
power.
In Rhodesia I once knew a Hindu hustler - one of the modern thuggee.
He sent clandestine cheques to Mugabe's Zanu, Nkomo's Zapu and Ian
Smith's Rhodesian Front - even to clerical losers-in-waiting such as
the diminutive Bishop Abel Muzorewa and the strabismic Rev Ndabaningi
Sithole.
Then as now, the besuited bean-counters who command South African
media run the full gamut from naked sycophancy to mealy-mouthed
ambiguity; the bottom line demands that they render unto Caesar. Two
honourable exceptions in this regard are the Mail & Guardian and
Noseweek.
The white voters who once talked Prog, voted UP and were grateful for
a zero-tolerant Nat government have evaporated. Some Nats have pupated
and cast aside their dull brown husks, like Marthinus van Schalkwyk, to
emerge all plump, fresh and moist, spreading iridescent ANC-hued wings.
When there's a political sea-change, some movers and shakers adapt
faster than you can cross a floor. Take that old warhorse Jannie
Momberg; he's like the Vicar of Bray, having sincerely survived several
reigns. From apartheid he lived through Mandela's brief shining
Camelot, into the present era with all its impenetrability.
Others proved indispensable, like the Spooks and everyone in the
armaments industry. Raven-haired, unlined Bill Venter of Altron is
doing ever so well these days, ageing at a much slower pace than his
charming "ex", social butterfly Edith.
In the struggle, Jeremy Cronin wrote moving prison poems - and he
never grovelled. Today he grovels. What did irascible, brash,
Rolex-flashing tabloid journo David Barritt do in the battle to make
the world safe for Thabocracy? He drafted speeches for Lucas Mangope
(which had to be vetted first by Sol K). What does suave Dave do now?
Why, he serves as Spindoctor-in-Chief for Saki Macozoma and his Safika
comrades.
I have it direct from onse Charlize in Hollywood that she has NOT been
signed to play Anneline Kriel opposite Joe Pesci in "The Sol Kerzner
Story," with Rod Stewart as himself. Pity. In the Struggle, Sol was
striking sweet deals and scalping dictators in ethnic enclaves on both
banks of the River Kei. In the last 10 years he hasn't learned any new
tricks - now he's giving a close haircut to the Mohegans and possibly
their Midwest cousins the Mohicans.
Then there was Craigie, the Fat White Spook; a decorated undercover
soldier in the titanic crusade to keep the world safe from the likes of
Jeremy Cronin. He used to blow people up with letter bombs. Now Mrs
Williamson's little boy helps his aged parent with the shopping, moving
his slow thighs toward the Rosebank Butchery on a Saturday
morning.
In the Struggle, the Twins Pharmaceutical, tycoons Sol and Abe Krok,
contributed to Black pride by making a fortune out of skin lightening
cream. They had a setback with the Epilady, a sheep-crutching invention
that used painful rubber rollers to pluck out hairs; redesigned as a
female human depilatory device, it bombed big-time in the USA. The Krok
clones now control Gold Reef City Casino, where they welcomed our
President to the opening with identical grins. Their Apartheid Museum
pays tribute to a couple of White communists, but not to all the other
palefaces with a conscience who actually tried to do something in the
Struggle. Precious few thanked them at the time; now, no one
does.
The means of production have always been owned by the people - people
like the Ruperts and the Oppenheimers, oligarchs who lie down with the
politici, regardless of the fleas. They have always been steadfast and
true - to the bottom line.
That's what they did in the Struggle, son.