Keen observers of bogus piety would have been enthralled last weekend as the South African Media Synchronised Hypocrisy team went into their final stages of training before this year's Olympics. Just in case you've been paying attention to more mundane matters such as the meltdown of the Eurozone or the fact that many school-kids in SA still don't have textbooks 18 years into our rainbow democracy let me bring you up to speed with the curious case of the President's honourable member.
The feisty editor of the City Press, Ferial Haffajee printed a pic of the Pres's privates from an exhibition by Brett Murray in her newspaper which annoyed the masses. She bravely stood her ground, rather like the young lad in Eng Lit who stood on the burning deck when all but he had fled. Then, last week, some art lovers managed to get past the heavily armed artillery at The Goodman Gallery and defaced Brett Murray's provocative painting by smearing black and red paint over the offending organ.
Some say this may have even improved the work and if I were defence counsel for the "vandals" I would plead that my clients were merely artists adding to what had become a "work in progress". The fact that the buyer of the now vandalised The Spear is still happy to take it in its new state surely means that the case has to be thrown out because there can be no charge against the two additional artists if the buyer is happy.
Damn it....I really should have become a lawyer after all. I would go further though. I would suggest that the price paid for The Spear should now be shared (after the modest gallery commission) three ways. That at least would help one of the new artists to pursue his case against the security guard who decided to give him what is known as a "Glasgow greeting" in front of the world's cameras.
Meanwhile the painting's most vociferous critics declared that the alteration to The Spear didn't change the fact that it had been painted in the first place and was obviously racist and a post colonial attack on all black men.
Then a leading church member called for the stoning of the artist (I assume he meant "to death" rather than a sprinkle of light gravel) and various branches of the ANC decided that a march on the Goodman Gallery would be a good way to spend a bracing winter's morning, irrespective of the fact that the painting no longer had offending dangly bits and had now been moved to different location. When the people on the ground decide on a march there's little that will persuade them otherwise.