NO wonder our TV schedule is dominated by so many fantasy series these days. The current realities of life are just too scary for most of us to stomach.
Many would rather escape into the fantasy world of Hogwarts and Harry Potter. (There is even a dedicated DSTV channel for movies of the JK Rowling books and she apparently has three more on the way.)
The blood and gore and full frontal nudity in Game of Thrones is child’s play compared to the real life scripts involving the Guptas, our president, sinister hiring and firing of villains and heroes, violent students riots, assassinations of politicians, poison and plots.
Watching Parliament debate a motion of no confidence in President Zuma last week reminded one of an episode of the TV show Big Brother. Only a spa bath in the middle of the house, free booze and a parliamentarian defecating in a corner were missing. (Remember Ferdi?)
Mind you, some MPs might have had a nip of Johnny Blue stashed in a brown paper packet in their briefcases.
Not to mention Donald Duck now being elected as the most powerful man on the globe!
The world has gone totally bonkers!
Even if one is not a ‘Belieber’, one could be forgiven for thinking that someone up there has abandoned us and his offspring taken over. Is it coincidence that there is a popular series called ‘Lucifer’ on right now?
Some little devil was certainly mischievous at local level this past weekend with several golfing buddies being seriously injured, not by wayward balls, but by going boep up in the mud. Port Shepstone Country Club chairman Leon Rheeders is on crutches with a torn hamstring, Chief Magistrate Basil King has a bruised ego and ‘Music Man’ Pete Stoppel is in bed worrying about whether his shoulder will heal in time for this weekend.
Not to mention my own cock-up (excuse the pun) trying to celebrate my English heritage by cooking a Cornish hen.
The hen cost about R180 to buy, about R500 in electricity to sort-of cook, two tins of tomato mix, a bottle of good red wine, copious amounts of spice, heartburn medication, a sleepless night and a broken tooth. In all, the meal will probably end up costing me about R5 000 after a visit to the dentist.
Only after that did I wisely Google:
‘Cornish hen: Originated in Cornwall, England, but gained prominence in the United States.’
Strike one for Trump.
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