Friday, October 22, 2010

Zzzzzzzzz...Zizi Kodwa, are you there?

I’m still recovering from the news that Zizi Kodwa will be having a meeting with Gareth Cliff over the letter Gareth wrote to government, Gareth probably never even voted ANC, in fact that’s beside the point, the point is – the Presidential spokesperson seems to have so much time in his hands. And you thought with all the upcoming weddings in Inkandla Zizi would be so busy, but nah, he has time to meet foul-mouthed bigots like Gareth.
When your leaders are stumbling from one fcuk up to another you find yourself singing the same songs as the usual racists, wondering if perhaps it’s that time when we try and apply the laws of attraction by visualizing a new government. Has Zizi run out of parties to organize? How about he starts organizing a bachelor party for his fellow comrade Lonwabo who’ll be marrying the President’s daughter soon? I think Zizi is such a nice guy, I’m just not sure of him as a bureaucrat though, he sent a clear message to the proletariat - ‘People like Gareth are more important even though we know they didn’t vote us to power’.
I was one of the people who couldn’t wait to see Thabo Mbeki go, but right about now I kinda miss his administration. Maybe it’s not surprising that one person who also celebrated Mbeki’s ousting, Mondli Makhanya the Sunday Times Editor, sticked his toungue deep into Mbeki’s ass this past Sunday, but shame I won’t be joining him in that ass-licking craze gripping certain parts of the country right now.
Nostalgia is such a mothersucker!
This week I found missing swimming in the deep depths of nostalgia.
Will the Heavens bring us back Peter Matlare at the SABC? Shame, the names being punted right now don’t inspire any confidence that the public broadcaster could be a holistically healthy institution anytime soon. OK, funds were squandered and looted; common sense would dictate that there should be a commission of enquiry to bring all those perpetrators to book and make sure that such abuse never happens again. But then the minister who’s the custodian of SABC is hardly a man with a low tolerance threshold of corruption, that’s if recent media reports and Zwelinzima Vavi are to be believed.
I’m nostalgic about so much, Thato and Thato in the morning, now we can safely conclude that the gods of radio don’t exist, if they did DJ Fresh and his former side-kick would be back on radio in the mornings again, preferably on a national platform. And KZN people will get the feel of what good breakfast radio sounds like, at the moment KZN people have the dull ‘’Alex-and-the-crew’’ (Igagasi FM) as their frame of reference, and it sounds like a graveyard show, that’s how dull it is! Except during those ever so brilliant prank calls they make every morning.

As a Pirates supporter I was getting sick and tired of being nostalgic of the good old days, finally we remembered how to win a cup competition, hooray! We stopped burning stadiums and instead Chiefs supporters started using vuvuzelas as missiles! Have you hugged a Chiefs supporter today?
Nostalgia, I hate being nostalgic, but the present really sucks sometimes. Just look at ‘’Popstars’’ on e-TV and compare it to the previous one on SABC1 several years ago, Soweto-TV will do a much better reality music show than that cheap nonsense e-TV is feeding viewers, but then again freebies are often like that, crap!  
I’m nostalgic about love-letters, damn the last time I received one I was in high school. These days I get inbox messages on facebook. LOL
It’s the way kungakhona, and I'm not complaining.



Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Television and I.

I love TV, I love watching great TV, and I love making great TV, even better to conceptualize great TV ideas. So I take an exception to people who blurt out, ‘I don’t watch TV!’ as if that makes them sound intelligent because of the perception they have of the medium. The Emperor of Empathy (Oprah to the uninitiated) says this all the time, ironic coming from someone who was made by TV, but then as great as the Emperor of Empathy is, she’s not immune to talking crap, perhaps not as bad as Mara Louw, but crap anyway. It’s like Mondli Makhanya (Sunday Times Editor) questioning the reluctance of ‘’disciplined cadres’’ to talk about sensitive party politics in public, as if Mondli will take kindly to a Sunday Times journalist talking about many internal Sunday Times politics publicly.
I have listened with shock to fellow colleagues working in the TV industry proclaim with pride, ‘I don’t even have a TV set in my house’. Dude, you gotta be kidding me?
I certainly don’t look at TV as a substitution for reading, by all means please do read, but please do watch some TV as well. You see, TV has gone intelligent and powerful over the years, at least if you compare it to the Charlie Chaplin days. It can be damn entertaining too.
I really wish they can give us ‘Society’ (SAVC1 drama series) in a longer stretch than just 13 or 26 episodes at a time, I really hated to miss any episode of that drama-packed world of those four gorgeous women. Remember ‘Zero Tolerance’ (SABC2 Detective Series)? The only detective-drama series ever produced in SA worthy of being called ‘brilliant. Gone too soon!
Many people have unflattering opinions about Jika Majika, but I’m asking you – have you experienced the joy of seeing a 3year old dance and you know it was inspired by the youth dance show? Have you watched Khumbul’ekhaya and saw family members being reunited after thirty years? You still think TV is a chewing gum of the eyes? Yours truly once produced a talkshow, ‘3Talk with Noeleen’, and this one time we discussed organ donation and had people on death’s door pleading with the viewers to donate organs, two desperately-sick girls in that episode never lived long after the show, but the Organ Donor Foundation reported that a few days after the episode was aired they had received more than TWO THOUSAND new donors. That’s TV at its most powerful and useful. You see, there is good that eventually comes out of all the emotional exploitation of the guests, sometimes.
That's one of the reasons I'm weary of sleep-overs, your home-for-the-night might just be one of those without a TV set. BUT having said, I know the TV looks larney in the bedroom but it is bloody bad for business, bedroom business.  
And yeah, don't believe everything they tell you on TV though, even if it's Emperor of Empathy herself.
It's just the way it is.