The day Thabo Mbeki resigned as the president of the republic, following his recalling by the ANC executive, I was fortunate enough to catch the his farewell speech live on national television in a pub somewhere around Sunninghill. The whole pub actually had to come to a total quietness, listening to the speech. There was a very bleak mood in the pub. After that speech, the crowd clapped hands, but showed a lot of disappointment on their faces. Immediately after the speech we all gave eulogies about Mbeki, almost as if it had just been announced that he has passed away. I thought to myself 'Wow! So I am not the only Mbeki fan after all'. It felt good to be around like-minded people.
I later went outside to have a cigarette and met a very pretty young lady who was also a Mbeki groupie. The young lady was quite emotional about the recalling from the highest office in the country of the man she dearly loved . She asked me if I had read Mbeki's 'I am an African' speech (or is it a poem?). I said 'No'. She asked if she could recite the speech to me and I said 'Of course'. Sadly, her emotions took the better of her after reciting the third paragraph or so and she burst into tears. I consoled her, held back my own tears, hugged her and thought 'what nice perfume'. It was such a somber moment we shared that I even forgot to ask her for her telephone numbers.
I have written before on this blog about how at the Shikota convention is Sandton, the 4000 or so delegates delayed the proceedings by bursting into songs in support of Mbeki. So it can safely be said that Mbeki fans could fill a at least ten mini-bus taxis and a 100 seater hall at any given time.
So why is it then that when Mbeki approached the constitutional court to appeal against the Nicholson judgment there were no night vigils outside the court? In fact there were no absolutely no demonstrations or singing outside the court! Does this say something about the fan base maintained by the man professor Pierre de Vos describes as 'strange, lonely, stoic and self-important'? The old cliche 'When days are dark, friends are few' only seems to apply to former president Mbeki and not to ANC leader Jacob Zuma? Is this cowardliness or just plain double standards?
If Mbeki and Zuma were soccer teams, it seems the Mbeki fans would be the kind who would rather watch the match at home over drinks, while their Zuma counterparts would pick up their vuvuzelas and go to the stadium. I have decided to break ranks with this couch-potato supporter mentality so I will be taking to the Supreme Court of appeal in Bloemfontein on November 28. I have used my company's resources to print posters that shall be held high with pride on the day. They shall read as follows:
2. Mbeki Son of OR Tambo, father of NEPAD
3. Thabo did nothing wrong!
4. 100% Sussex Boy
5. We miss you Thabo Mbeki, where are you? (Remember that song by Chicco)
6. Thabo, History will absolve you
7. MBEKI IS OUR RENAISSANCE MAN
I hope to be joined by the crowd from the pub in Sunninghill and other Mbeki fanatics. I am also hoping fate will reunite me with the young lady I met outside that pub.
Until then, will the real Thabo Mbeki fans please stand up?
Solidarity.