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Gautrain


I have been on the Gautrain and it is truly world class.  Think Paris Metro, without all the wee, think London Underground, without the angry soccer fans and teenagers.  World class, runs like clockwork!

We have something to be truly proud of, the first time I took the train was to our results presentation at the Radison Blu in Sandton, I was a bit hesitant, but then the I was hooked!  Last week I needed to be in Illovo for a course and yes, I took the train, amazing, I took a feeder bus, wow, there in 40 minutes, a mean feat in peak hour traffic.  I was a tad sad that Gautrain did not operate in my days in Johannesburg, but hey, it is here now!

The same time, our friend Julius was making insane statements, again, Darren Scot was fired from Jacaranda for using the dreaded k word, fired from Supersport, the same time that Bees Roux (who beat a metro cop to death) was acquitted on murder charges and agreed to pay damages to the family in the amount of R750k. 

Judge Colin Lamont found African National Congress Youth League leader Julius Malema guilty of hate speech for singing the song "Shoot the boer" (Shoot the farmer).  He (the judge) will probably be fired shortly.

I can just shake my head and wonder how on earth can I live in a country where we have Gautrain and Julius is lurking in the background as the next leader, where it is all in order to sing songs calling to shoot farmers, but when a famous radio and tv personality uses the horrible k word, he gets fired. 

It is a strange strange world we live in Master Jack...

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