Here, one from me Dave!

The prime Minister of Aotearoa New Zealand
Mrs Helen Clark

The old South African Excuse.........forget it! Doesnt work anymore comrade

The White Masai



Since I was going to be strapped to the economy class seat of the Airbus for 13 hours flat, I decided to get myself a book for the journey. I must admit I am not a keen reader but imagine thirteen hours of plain seating. I know from past experience that the in-flight magazines are packed with rubbish like tourist attractions and accommodations for real tourists. I didn’t need all that. I am going home so accommodation is the least of my worries. The food is never the best but up there you are at their mercy. The best you can get is the alcohol since that is not adulterated, be it on the ground or miles up in the sky. Nuff said.

The title of the book was White Masai. That in itself was enough to get me sold to the paperback. I slowly read the review at the back page and immediately advanced to the checkout. Sitting at the departure lounge I sank my head deeply into the riveting story of a naive Swiss woman who fell for a Samburu warriors while on a safari in Kenya.

Cut it short. The lady dumped the boyfriend and set off to find the warrior and, yes you are right-marry him.

Anyone who read the book will agree with me that the poor woman went through a lot for love. Others like me will, drawing from the introduction, say that she was high!
High? For two years? Nada!. I am with her on this one. Living in the Manyattas(makeshift house for the nomadic warrior tribes) is not for any one.

So, what was her motivation? That cursed semi desert has no running water, no modcons, and only accessible by 4x4. Some argue that love is still blind. Some say she saw more of the samburu warrior. See their skirt (kanga/lava lava)?

I tend to agree with the latter. Why? Because this is the only one that makes sense. What will a rich Swiss woman be looking for in an African Bush? Love? You kidding me.
I heard the phrase "Once you go black you never go back"

I went to watch the movie and still can’t understand. The movie only tells the story according to the lady. I would like to hear what the poor brother has to say about the two year relationship that ended with the Swiss woman stealing the brother's baby.

The good news is that on my recent visit to kasiekulture blog, I realized that the bloggers were in Kenya. I hope they touched bases with Lemalian (samburu warrior) for his side of the story. Please guys, any news-enlighten us-a blog, a book or even a movie-please.

As for me, I stick to my guns. It was not love. Like she said in an interview, the only problem was the brother's drinking which rendered his endowment useless and ultimately relegating the Samburu warrior to the level of the jilted boyfriend.

She is right. Alcohol no good.

Recently I drove past the Corobrik offices and was taken back in time. A few years from my past flashed before my eyes and a wide recollection of memories filled my heart. The humble three holed piece of baked clay that grew into a nation builder. This is one of the companies that have built the rainbow nation brick by brick. Remember the bricks thrown at police vans, the bricks in the road blockades, the bricks on the prison walls, the schools etc. The humble four roomed kasie house and the upmarket mansion in the nothern suburbs- all owe their charm to the clay brick factory from Durban. Today every investment in real estate has a few of these colourful buggers. This is building wealth in a true sense of the word

Face it-this is one company that can boast having built the nation- 105 years and counting

Driving past this building didn’t just bring back memories- it also flooded my mind with ideas.
I have been in talks with the top guns at Corobrik regarding an annual event I would like them to sponsor. In my generation when one mentioned Corobrik the first thing that came to mind was man/woman stealing. You see, the act of man stealing was called Corobrik.

This is the issue currently in conversation between me and the management of Corobrik. The Annual Corobrik Awards- Recognizing excellence in man/woman stealing.

Our celebrities and politicians seem to excel in this area and I (with the help of Corobrik) am in the process of creating this annual event to recognize and reward them.

The proposed categories are:
Corobrik Best survivor-
Corobrik Worst loser-lost to a maid or garden attendant
Corobrik Best newcomer - Stole from a celebrity
Corobrik Nation Builder- pregnant/fathers from a recent steal
Corobrik Renovator- made up after a loss
Corobrik Reposessor-stole back

You most probably have nominees for these categories. Me too. Good! We getting somewhere!

More categories and nominees are invited and the success of this event depend on the popularity and demand
Please post your suggestion on more categories here