Well, R12500 is about what i spent most of my life earning. So they got nothing to complain about, except that Zuma inspires families of 25 kids each, and ego does the rest.
I'm 43 and have no kids, so R12500 is plenty of money, I bought a house, and the increase in its value meant that when I sold it, that increase was the cost of the rest of my expenses, so I technically saved R13000 per month.
I've been on sabatical now for 3 years with those savings and I regularly dine out just for fun in fancy Sushi restaurants.
I've still got enough savings to last another half a year before I even have to work again.
I eat the best porterhouse steaks, and live a happy healthy life.
So why were they needing to go on the rampage for the same salary as me? I live under the same threat to my life, because their 10th kid and 11th kid try an mug me regularly.
They see me as 'rich' when all I am is prudent, know how to keep it in my pants, and understand what it means to have a healthy lifestyle, my ego is under MY control, so i don't feel the need to prove anything about myself sexually, or otherwise. Sure I don't own a car, but thats a good thing as I am fitter at 43 than I was at 33 after 5 years of being driven around the bend by the ex-stepford-wife, who wasted all my money whenever she could.
Oi! Ethics + IQ = happiness
Still, Zuma instigates an ideal which is unsustainable, and the ANC 'elects' him as their role model.
Just sayin'
lavender orchid
Posts : 858 Join date : 2010-07-16
Subject: Re: Numb judge quickly zaps froth tax vow Sun Aug 18, 2013 2:38 pm
oi...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Stepford_Wives
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Mayflow Starfleet Commander
Posts : 341 Join date : 2009-05-20
Subject: Re: Numb judge quickly zaps froth tax vow Mon Aug 19, 2013 5:16 am
Ethics + IQ = happiness?
That seems an impeccable formula!
lavender orchid
Posts : 858 Join date : 2010-07-16
Subject: Re: Numb judge quickly zaps froth tax vow Tue Aug 20, 2013 2:28 am
Age by Robert Creeley
Most explicit-- the sense of trap
as a narrowing cone one's got
stuck into and any movement
forward simply wedges once more--
but where or quite when,
even with whom, since now there is no one
quite with you--Quite? Quiet? English expression: Quait?
Language of singular impedance? A dance? An
involuntary gesture to others not there? What's
wrong here? How reach out to the
other side all others live on as
now you see the two doctors, behind
you, in mind's eye, probe into your anus,
or ass, or bottom, behind you, the roto-
rooter-like device sees all up, concludes
"like a worn-out inner tube," "old," prose prolapsed, person's
problems won't do, must cut into, cut out . . .
The world is a round but diminishing ball, a spherical
ice cube, a dusty joke, a fading,
faint echo of its former self but remembers,
sometimes, its past, sees friends, places, reflections,
talks to itself in a fond, judgemental murmur,
alone at last. I stood so close
to you I could have reached out and
touched you just as you turned
over and began to snore not unattractively,
no, never less than attractively, my love,
my love--but in this curiously glowing dark, this
finite emptiness, you, you, you are crucial, hear the
whimpering back of the talk, the approaching
fears when I may cease to be me, all
lost or rather lumped here in a retrograded,
dislocating, imploding self, a uselessness
talks, even if finally to no one, talks and talks.
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Thu Aug 08, 2013 11:26 am
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