The Speaker of the National Assembly, Baleka Mbete, announced recently that she was ready to be the president of the ANC.
She joined the aspirants who all coyly say they are humbled and honoured to be considered before scrambling backward and stating that it is not appropriate to discuss the leadership of their party just yet. Orders from on high.
And then “On High” breaches the same diktat and goes on to endorse, or virtually endorse, Nkosazana Dlamini, the mother of around twenty per cent of his children. He also berates the aspirants for announcing their readiness to serve. He then adds that it is time for a woman president, and praises Dlamini Zuma. This painful process seems set to go on for the rest of this year until the ANC elective conference in December.
My two grandchildren aged two love to hide behind the curtain or the door, be the subject of a search with the searcher asking: “Where’s Keira? Where’s Thomas?” before they squeal with delight at being found. The goings-on of the geriatric aspirants in the ANC remind me of the grandchildren playing games.
Every one of the declared (or if you prefer it, undeclared ) candidates for ANC leadership qualifies for an old age pension. In a young country with the vast majority of the voters being young, the credible aspirants all seem too old. Why don’t some of them go ahead and retire? The Americans have just inducted their oldest president in history, probably encouraging our aged to stay in the race.
The lure of high office in the ANC is so attractive because the candidates and the commentariat all seem to believe that the next stop is the Union Buildings. For a full generation, the ANC has been a shoo-in to win every election and most people cannot conceive of any other outcome in 2019.