A good read, I feel.
Malemas recent outburst at a BBC journalist. To quote Khaya Dlanga from his recent article about the same thing:
He gave us phrases such as “tjatjara”, “you behave or you jump”, “Chief, can you get security to remove this thing here”, “this is not a newsroom this, this is a revolutionary house”. (I suspect he really wanted to say, don’t interrupt me ‘on’ my revolutionary house.) Then he spit out the words, “Don’t come out here, with that white tendency.” After Julius’s tirade the BBC reporter says, “That is rubbish.” Malema retorts with a classic I will never forget, something that will forever live in the annals of South African insults, “Rubbish is what you have covered in that err… trouser! That is rubbish!” Then “Go out! Bastard! You bloody agent!” In a space of a minute and half Malema delivered, not one, not two, not three but seven pure gems.
A skydiver pulled off a breathtaking stunt when he somersaulted in from the wing of one glider to another – 6,000 ft above the ground at 100 mph.
First he crawled from the cockpit of one glider above the Austrian Alps, then he flipped himself under the wing to land on the second aircraft flying below.
“It was an astonishing feat and even with a parachute it could have gone badly wrong if he’d slipped during the switch,” said one fan after viewing the footage of the stunt on YouTube.
Steiner who was one of the Austrian “Red Bull Skydive” carried out the stunt above the mountains in Styria, Austria.
Lol, what a cock.
I enjoyed this article by Clem Sunter -> The economic liberation of Afrikaners: Clem Sunter.
So this story came on Sky about these old biddies somewhere who maintain some tradition regarding marbles and it was quite funny for various reasons but is however unfortunately not the point. Anyway the story made me say to Foal that it was lame how these people played marbles and that we used to play a way more fun looking way when we were at school. This then led me to say that the most awesome thing from when we were at school must surely have been Garbage Pail Kids, which Foal had never heard of. So off I went to find her whatever the Internets could offer me about them, and I didn’t look too hard but I guess this post must have been the best, The Ten Greatest Garbage Pail Kids Ever. Doesn’t that remind you so much of primary school? I remember being so amped to get there in the morning just so we could play. Awesome!!