To all my friends and family a Christmas story

The "W" in Christmas

Each December, I vowed to make Christmas a calm and peaceful experience.  I had cut back on nonessential obligations -- extensive card writing, endless baking, decorating, and even overspending.  Yet still, I found myself exhausted, unable to appreciate the precious family moments, and of course, the true meaning of Christmas.

My son, Nicholas, was in kindergarten that year.  It was an exciting season for a six year old.  For weeks, he'd been memorizing songs for his school's "Winter Pageant."  I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be working the night of the production.  Unwilling to miss his shining moment, I spoke with his teacher. She assured me there'd be a dress rehearsal the morning of the presentation.  All parents unable to attend that evening were welcome to come then.  Fortunately, Nicholas seemed happy with the compromise.  So, the morning of the dress rehearsal, I filed in ten minutes early, found a spot on the cafeteria floor and sat down.  Around the room, I saw several other parents quietly scampering to their seats.  As I waited, the students were led into the room.  Each class, accompanied by their teacher, sat cross-legged on the floor. Then, each group, one by one, rose to perform their song.  Because the public school system had long stopped referring to the holiday as "Christmas," I didn't expect anything other than fun, commercial entertainment songs of reindeer, Santa Claus, snowflakes and good cheer.
So, when my son's class rose to sing, "Christmas Love," I was slightly taken aback by its bold title.  Nicholas was aglow, as were all of his classmates, adorned in fuzzy mittens, red sweaters, and bright snow caps upon their heads.  Those in the front row -- center stage -- held up large letters, one by one, to spell out the title of the song.  As the class would sing "C is for Christmas," a child would hold up the letter C. Then, "H is for Happy," and on and on, until each child holding up his portion had presented the complete message, "Christmas Love."  The performance was going smoothly, until suddenly, we noticed her; a small, quiet, girl in the front row holding the letter "M" upside down -- totally unaware her letter "M" appeared as a "W".

The audience of 1st through 6th graders snickered at this little one's mistake.  But she had no idea they were laughing at her, so she stood tall, proudly holding her "W".  Although many teachers tried to shush the children, the laughter continued until the last letter was raised, and we all saw it together.

A hush came over the audience and eyes began to widen.  In that instant, we understood the reason we were there, why we celebrated the holiday in the first place, why even in the chaos, there was a purpose for our festivities.

For when the last letter was held high, the message read loud and clear:

"C H R I S T W A S L O V E"

And, I believe, He still is.
Amazed in His presence ... humbled by His love.
Again, HAVE A BLESSED CHRISTMAS SEASON!

Twilight & Breaking Dawn the verdict is in!

Purely a mans perspective as the

 woman think its the best thing since sliced bread

Oh that cracks me up

Chinese are about as humane as Hitler was a saint

Johannesburg - The sisters of Janice Linden, the South African woman executed in China for drug smuggling, were only allowed to talk to her through a glass partition during their last prison visit, according to a report on Wednesday.

"All we wanted to do, was to hold her," Priscilla Mthalane told the Afrikaans-language Beeld newspaper.

"But we had to talk to her through a glass partition and realised we would not be allowed to get any closer to her."

Mthalane said Linden cried when she saw them.

"She was so excited to see us. We were not allowed to tell her that our mother had died four months ago.

"About 30 policemen watched us and we were not allowed to talk in Zulu, our mother tongue."

Mthalane said it seemed like Linden had been tied up in some kind of wheelchair.

"Her arms and legs were tied up."

The visit by Mthalane and Linden's other sister, Nomalwazi Mhlope, lasted about 45 minutes and took place on the day before her execution.

Linden, 35, was only told an hour before her execution on Monday that she would be executed by lethal injection.

"It was all so unnecessary," said Mthalane.

The department of international relations said her ashes had been given to a South African diplomat and would be handed over to her family.

She was arrested in Guangzhou in November 2008 after she was caught with 3kg of crystal methamphetamine (tik) in her luggage. She was convicted of drug smuggling in 2009

Original Link http://www.news24.com/We-just-wanted-to-hold-her--sister-20111214

This cartoon is just so screwed up

Don't you just love blonde's

 

  

Larry gets blown away

Larry Is In The Hospital . . . .......

Who in the hell is Larry, you ask?

Well Larry is the guy who gets home late one night and Linda, his wife, says "Where the hell have you been?" Larry replies "I was out getting a tattoo!"

"A tattoo"? She frowned.  "What kind of tattoo did you get?"

"I got a Hundred Rand bill on my penis" he said proudly.

"What the hell were you thinking"? She said, shaking her head in disgust.  "Why on earth would a Chartered Accountant get a Hundred Rand bill tattooed on his penis?"

"Well, one, I like to watch my money grow.  Two, once in a while I like to play with my money. Three, I like how money feels in my hand. And, lastly, instead  of you going out shopping, you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred  bucks anytime you want."

Larry is in the St. Georges Hospital, Critical Care Unit, Room 233

After 10000 years we might see Mammoth's again!

Scientists from Japan and Russia believe it may be possible to clone a mammoth after finding well-preserved bone marrow in a thigh bone recovered from permafrost soil in Siberia, a report said on Saturday.

The Wooly Mammoth

Teams from the Sakha Republic's mammoth museum and Japan's Kinki University will launch fully-fledged joint research next year aiming to recreate the giant mammal, Japan's Kyodo News reported from Yakutsk, Russia.

                                                           

By replacing the nuclei of egg cells from an elephant with those taken from the mammoth's marrow cells, embryos with mammoth DNA can be produced, Kyodo said, citing the researchers.
The scientists will then plant the embryos into elephant wombs for delivery, as the two species are close relatives, the report said.

Securing nuclei with an undamaged gene is essential for the nucleus transplantation technique, it said.
For scientists involved in the research since the late 1990s, finding nuclei with undamaged mammoth genes has been a challenge. Mammoths became extinct about 10 000 years ago.

But the discovery in August of the well-preserved thigh bone in Siberia has increased the chances of a successful cloning.

Global warming has thawed ground in eastern Russia that is usually almost permanently frozen, leading to the discoveries of a number of frozen mammoths, the report said

And you thought Jurassic park was a load of bull shit well watch this space and see as this could open a big can of worms imagine bringing back a Neanderthal man!

Why Granny and Grandpa are different

Ever wondered what the difference between Grannies and Grandads is? 5 year old granddaughter is taken to school daily by her grandfather. When he had a bad cold his wife took the grandchild to School. That night she told her parents that the ride to school with granny was very different!! "What made it different from Grandpas ride?" asked her parents:

"Gran and I didn't see a single tosser, blind bastard,  dick-head,wanker or Asian prick anywhere on the way to school today!'

Best sketch i have seen explaining inflation

Tell me thats not true

Ryanair unveils charity calendar using own staff

Me thinks that I want to be part of this crew

 Ryanair cabin crew

With rising fuel and fare costs, sultry-looking flight attendants could be the new profitable resource. The oiled up, sexy “Ryanair Cabin Crew Charity Calendar” went on sale for charity last week.

 Just in time: Miss March Gillian, from Dublin

 Lisa, from Madrid, is Miss October

 Starry-eyed: Alice, from Rome, will brighten up your November

 Chief Executive of the airline, Michael O'Leary pictured with the Girls of Ryanair in the Alexander Hotel

Alice Broadley from England, Georgina Mariou from England and Gillian Moore from Kilester, Dublin
 

 The airline hopes to raise up to £85,000, bringing the total raised by Ryanair’s cabin crew to £430,000 since the first calendar was published in 2008



Miss July: Goergina, from London, left and Dorota, from Brussels, pose for Ryanair Cabin Crew Charity Calendar

A sad open letter to President Zuma by a Syrian

Dear President Zuma,

My name is Ahmad Qadi, Syrian activist and an intensive care physician, who has been living through this nightmare of brutal oppression of Bashar al-Assad's regime against his own people for more than eight months now.

During these eight months, I have wanted to write a letter to you explaining what we're going through in Syria -- from daily humiliation to mass graves; from torturing to the mass killing of my country's civilians.

I wanted to send you a photograph of every child of the 200 who have been shot dead by Assad's forces thus far, to tell you about their hopes and dreams.

So far, at least 4 500 innocent civilians have died just because they wanted what you wanted before: FREEDOM!

Syria -- through Assad's family ruling -- was deprived of freedom, justice and equality. We always feel like we are second class citizens, mainly because Assad has tried so hard to humiliate us over so many years. We almost forgot what dignity means until March 15 of this year, when a few people chanted in old Damascus: "Freedom, freedom".

Each one of us thought: Justice, freedom, liberty? Why now?

Then the question became: Well, why not now?

But why did I choose you, Mr President? Probably because we share many stories and life events with you. Your father died when you were a young boy, so you were an orphan like thousands of Syrian children whose parents were killed by Assad's regime, especially in the last eight months.

You were detained for no reason except asking for your right to freedom and equality. That's why we currently have tens of thousands of detainees in Assad's torturing centres, many of them were returned dead after their bodies were mutilated -- including children.

Mr President, you were in exile for years and years. Thousands of us have now started the same journey as yours -- no way back to our beloved country as long as Assad is there, otherwise we'll be dead in no time.

Our only sin is that we woke up; we had enough of Assad and his family.

I've never voted in my life or even knew what elections mean. Believe it or not, I've always felt more secure out of my country than inside it!
I've always expected to be detained, not for any wrongdoing but just because you'll never know when Assad's criminals will arrest you for whatever reason and put you behind the sun forever.

Syrians have carried signs bearing quotes from Nelson Mandela: "Your freedom and mine can not be separated" and "There's no such thing as part freedom".

Yet South Africa is still blocking resolution against this brutal regime.

Mr. President,

You should be at the front line helping the oppressed people in Syria, relieving their pain and suffer.

You should be the one who convinces other leaders to stand with the innocent people, not the brutal regimes; to support the orphans and widowed women who have lost their loved ones on the streets while chanting for freedom; to alleviate the worries of disabled men who were tortured, about their future; to help us make the chants for freedom louder and louder; and to achieve our goal in equality and justice.

Am I kidding myself? Who am I to tell a president what to do?

If you don't want to listen to me, please remember the dreams you had in your early years in exile and help us to achieve whatever you wished for at that time

People in Syria say: If not South Africa to stand with us, then who?

Ahmad Qadi

Dr Ahmad Qadi is a Syrian cyber activist and intensive care physician, born and raised in Syria.

Original Link http://mg.co.za/an-open-letter-to-president-zuma

About the COP17 climate conference in Durban

Trust an Irishman to tell it like he sees it

Talking about being screwed!

A young blond woman in Cape Town was so depressed that she decided to end her life by throwing herself into the ocean.She went down to the docks and was about to leap into the frigid water when a handsome young deck-hand saw her tottering on the edge of the pier, crying.

He took pity on her and said, look, you've got a lot to live for. We're off to Europe in the morning, and if you like, I can stow you away on this ship. I'll take good care of you and bring you food every day.  'Moving closer, he slipped his arm round her shoulder and added, 'I'll keep you happy, and you'll keep me happy, OK?'

The girl nodded yes. After all, what did she have to lose? Maybe a fresh start in Europe would give her life new meaning. That night, the sailor brought her aboard and hid her in a lifeboat.

From then on, every night he brought her three sandwiches and piece of fruit, and they made passionate love until dawn. Three weeks later, during a routine inspection, she was discovered by the captain.

'What are you doing here?' the captain asked. 'I have an arrangement with one of the sailors,' she explained. 'I get food and a trip to Europe , and he's screwing me.' 'He sure is, lady,' the captain said. 'This is the Ferry making trips between Robben Island and the Waterfront".

Hey man whats up dude...

Peace and love

This reincarnation thing seems to be a bitch Mr Marley

Breaking Dawn the Ellen show alternate cut!

Oh crap this is hilarious



Bite me baby that's funny....

Um did I do this wrong or what?

Don't ask me to play cupid again!

Ouch think i screwed up somewhat?

Toffee nosed pirate gets a leg up

A man with  a bald head and a wooden leg is invited to a Xmas fancy  dress party. He doesn't know what to wear to hide his head and his wooden leg, so he writes to a fancy dress company to explain his problem.  A  few days later he receives a parcel with a note:  Dear  Sir, Please find enclosed a  Pirate's outfit. The spotted handkerchief will cover your bald  head and with your wooden leg you will be just right as a Pirate.  The  man is offended that the outfit  emphasizes his disability, so he writes a letter of complaint..  A week passes and he receives another parcel and note:  Dear  Sir, Sorry about the previous  parcel. Please find enclosed a monk's habit. The long robe will cover your wooden leg and with your bald head you will really look the part.  The  man is really incandescent with rage now, because the company has gone from emphasizing his wooden leg to drawing attention to his bald head.  So he writes a really strong letter of complaint.. A few days later he gets a very small parcel  from the company with the accompanying letter Dear  Sir, Please find enclosed a  tin of Golden Syrup. We suggest you pour the tin of  Golden Syrup over your bald head, let it harden, then stick your wooden leg up your arse and go as a toffee apple.

Ladies you will love this work excuse

Best excuse given by a lady for missing work on a Monday, “My Husband took  an overdose of V****agra… I couldn’t leave him alone with the Maid”

Go to work Girl

Harsh Justice

Sometimes the wheels of justice turn real fast!

A case of wrong place wrong time wouldn't you say?

Cannibals delight the edited version!

A magazine reporter is traveling through a rainforest, in search of a fabled cannibalistic tribe.

He falls into a trap, goes unconscious and wakes up tied to a stake with a fire burning slowly underneath him.

He cries out for help, and is answered by what is obviously one of the tribesmen, who informs him that he is going to be served as dinner to the Chief of the tribe.

“But you don”t understand!” he cries, “You can”t do this to me! I”m an editor for the New Yorker magazine!”

“Ah,” replies the tribesman, “Well look on the bright side.

Soon you will be editor-in-chief

Forget Pink Elephants watch the Rhinos fly

Fly me to the moon let me sing among those stars let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars

Airlifting a rhinoceros by its ankles might not sound like the most humane of acts, but in this situation, it's saving the critically endangered species.

The World Wildlife Fund and and Ezemvelo KZN Wildlife's Black Rhino Range Expansion Project successfully transported its seventh black rhino population, using seemingly unconventional means. The immense trip transported 19 of the animals 1,500 km across South Africa to a secret new location in Limpopo province.

The technique, which produced these amazing photos below, actually helps to move the large beasts safely and effectively with a lot less stress to the animal.

 Black rhino being transported by helicopter to an awaiting land vehicle. The helicopter trip lasts less than 10 minutes and enables a darted rhino to be removed from difficult and dangerous terrain. The sleeping animals suffer no ill effect. Green Renaissance - www.greenrenaissance.co.za

Dr Jacques Flamand of WWF's Black Rhino Range Expansion Project has just administered the antidote to wake up a black rhino which has just been released on to a new home after an epic 1500 kilometre journey. Green Renaissance - www.greenrenaissance.co.za

A South African flavoured story

Only South Africans can appreciate this story (or those who've lived here a long time) On Sunday I popped down to the local convenience store at the Engen service station to return some DVDs and pick up a few things. On the way I passed a scrap metal cart being pulled by a donkey.  Whenever I see this sight I feel the same as I do at the scene of a car accident I really, really don't want to look but some awful compulsion always makes me have a quick glance to ascertain the state of the poor beast of burden. I was standing in the check-out queue waiting to pay when my attention wasdrawn by a sudden burst of noise and activity outside on the forecourt. Through the window I saw that donkey and cart were pulled up alongside the pumps for "refuelling".  The donkey had its nose in the watering can generally used to top up cars radiators, and the cart passenger was swabbing down the poor creature's sweaty flanks with the squeegee thing usually used to clean windscreens and score a bigger tip.  The driver and passenger were having an extremely loud and colourful conversation, none of which I could understand apart from the "voks" and "jou ma" comments, but which must have been extremely funny judging by the toothless guffaws. The terrible misuse of the squeegee caused one of the (bored and almost lifeless) pump attendants to amble across lethargically to this comic tableau and confiscate the item.  There followed an incomprehensible diatribe accompanied by lots of hand gestures which ended with the attendant shambling reluctantly back to the cashier window and mumbling a long story, at which the cashier shrieked indignantly and told him "nee man, hulle moet  vok off".  She then explained to her intrigued audience that the donkeywould only move away from the pumps if it was given some apples. It seemed obligatory to donate the bag of apples I had just purchased for my beloved son.  This was met with huge toothless grins, much bowing and God Bless You Merrems. As I returned to my car I had the happy honour of over-hearing the donkey being told loudly that it must be the "most vokking fency-schmency blerrie vokking perd on the whole of the  Cape   Flats  eating epples from vokking Woolwurths". Don't you just love South Africa.....

leaders want to live like kings, whites

A great article telling it like it is by  Andile Mngxitama

 

Every internal battle for power in the ruling party is basically not about the people, but who will be in a position to eat either by the ministerial handbook or by the tender

HUGH Masekela told the Sunday Times recently that as far as leadership is concerned, he loved the Scandinavian model.

In those successful Nordic countries such as Sweden, Denmark and Norway, Masekela says: "You never read about the head of state in the newspapers. They go to work on the bus or even walk and the country functions well."

Masekela says the problem in South Africa is that our leaders confuse inauguration with coronation. They think they are kings.

This idea of thinking one is a king leads to our leaders to regard the state and government as being there to serve them and that the people are mere servants who are used for votes and other battles for the crown. Today the crown is the tender, because he who can influence the tender is king.

Because of our racist past, the idea of being a king or living like one is also linked to white privileges. It was therefore not surprising that Julius Malema told the "economic freedom" marchers: "When they ask you why you are marching, you must say you are marching because you want to be like whites.

"Everything whites have, we also want it," Malema told the marchers.

The media then reported that Mr Malema was whisked away like a real king in a government blue light motorcade to the airport to fly to the romantic Island of Mauritius to enjoy an all-expense paid for wedding party that is estimated to have cost more than R10-million.

Kings normally see themselves as the representative of the people. They overeat while the people suffer. Historically, democracy was achieved only when people got rid of their kings, often violently.

In South Africa, politicians want their king-like lives by hook or by crook. The tender or the ministerial handbook guarantees our leaders the good life of whites. We must not forget that our ministers can buy up to two cars that cost up to a million rand among the good things that come with political office.

Every internal battle for power in the ruling party is basically not about the people, but who will be in a position to eat either by the ministerial handbook or by the tender.

The disciplinary hearing against Malema and the "economic freedom" march must be seen within this context.

Someone must explain to Malema that white privileges were obtained through massive oppression of blacks, from land dispossession to forced labour.

To live like whites means to exclude and exploit blacks.

Now we hear Malema might soon be arrested for money laundering and corruption.

The defence that state institutions are used to settle political scores maybe true, but it is also true that Malema is a big beneficiary of dodgy tenders. In this game, all are tainted, the accused and the accusers.

We need to end the privileges that comes with political office.

A good example of such an effort is the September National Imbizo's people manifesto, which calls for "politicians and public servants to use public services". Our leaders are not kings, they are mere servants of the people. Time they acted like servants.

• Mngxitama is the author of Is Malema a Mugabe? a short political biography of Julius Malema. Get a copy at newfranktalk1@gmail.com
• Original Post at http://www.sowetanlive.co.za/leaders-want-to-live-like-kings-whites

Ronaldo you naughty bugger!

Soccer superstar Cristiano Ronaldo scored a ­spectacular own goal... after emailing X-rated ­pictures from a fan to his fiancee and dozens of friends and family by accident.

Some explaining to do? Cristiano Ronaldo accidentally forwarded sexy pictures from a fan to everyone in his address book- including fiancée Irina Shayk- pictured in Madrid

The former Manchester United striker ­accidentally forwarded the explicit fan mail from a beautiful young woman to EVERYONE in his address book.

He may have spectacular footwork on the soccer field, but apparently Cristiano Ronaldo is a bit of a klutz with his email.

The soccer star accidentally forwarded flirty messages and x-rated pictures from a fan to everyone in his message book – including model fiancée Irina Shayk,“Cristiano’s phone has been buzzing with calls and emails from bewildered pals in the past few days,” a source said. “They have all been ringing and messaging to ask what the hell the email is about. And of course they all want to know more about the girl in the pictures.”

The pictures included one of the fan in a tight T-shirt with the words “Too Hot To Handle”, according to the report.

Luckily for Ronaldo, his Sports Illustrated swimsuit model wife-to-be seemed to shrug off the incident.

“He is embarrassed about the whole thing and is particularly mortified at passing the email on to Irina,” the source told the paper. “But he has done nothing wrong and luckily Irina hasn’t confronted him about it.”

How do you turn a Pussy into a Donkey - Pay it!

Zimbabwe Hearald 25th October

A Zimbabwean man has told a court that he hired a prostitute who during the night transformed into a donkey, and that he is now “seriously in love” with the animal, state media said on Wednesday.

“I think I am also a donkey. I do not know what happened when I left the bar, but I am seriously in love with (the) donkey,” Sunday Moyo told the court, according to The Herald newspaper.

Moyo, 28, was arrested in the town of Zvishavane, about 300km south of the capital Harare on Sunday.

He said he had paid $25 for a prostitute, and was surprised Sunday morning when he heard people accusing him of having sex with a donkey.

Moyo has been charged with bestiality. The court has ordered him to undergo a mental examination, The Herald said...

Mascarpone and date tart

Simply yummy the Date Tart

 

Ingredients 

• 1 1/2 cups plain flour
• 125g butter, chilled and cut into cubes
• 2 egg yolks
• 1 tablespoon chilled water
• 1 Packet of dried pitted dates safari will do
• 1/2 cup of chopped almonds
• 5 ginger cookies
• 1 tbs Brandy
• 250g mascarpone cheese, at room temperature
• 1/2 cup thickened cream
• 2 eggs, lightly beaten
• 2 tablespoons caster sugar
• 1 tablespoon cornflour
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
• double cream, to serve
• cocoa powder, to serve (optional)

Method

1. Place the flour and butter into a food processor. Process until the mixture resembles breadcrumbs. Add the egg yolks and chilled water. Process until the dough just comes together.
2. Turn the dough onto a lightly floured surface and knead until smooth. Form into a circle, 3cm thick and 15cm in diameter. Wrap the dough in plastic wrap and refrigerate for 30 minutes or until firm. Preheat the oven to 200°C. Grease a 23cm (base measurement) fluted tart tin. Roll the pastry between two sheets of baking paper until large enough to line the tart tin. Ease the pastry into the prepared tart tin and trim any excess. Place in the fridge to chill for 20 minutes.
3. Line the pastry with a sheet of baking paper and fill with pastry weights, rice or dried beans. Place the tart tin onto a baking tray, and bake for 10 minutes. Remove the baking paper and weights, rice or dried beans. Cook for a further 10-15 minutes or until light golden. Remove from oven and set aside to cool.
4. Place the dates almonds and ginger cookies in a blender with a tabelspoon of brandy and blend. Place this mix on the the pastry base. Combine the remaining ingredients and whisk until smooth. Gently pour custard mixture over dates.
5. Bake for 35-40 minutes or until the custard is golden and set. Cool and refrigerate. Serve with double cream and dusted with cocoa powder, if desired.

South African tycoon stages Gaddafi party!

Kenny Kunene celebrates 41st by dressing up as the deposed leader, accompanied by models in camouflage bikinis

Flamboyant South African businessman Kenny Kunene celebrated by dressing up as one of his idols, Muammar Gaddafi, in a flowing cream robe.

He surrounded himself with six models wearing camouflage-pattern bikinis and brandishing fake AK47 rifles – an apparent reference to Gaddafi's infamous "Amazonian guard".

The multimillion rand celebrations, held last week in Alexandra township in Johannesburg, also featured pictures of the deposed Libyan leader on huge TV screens.

Kunene said he was inspired by Nelson Mandela's loyalty to Gaddafi as a supporter of the liberation struggle in Africa.

"I'm very political," Kunene told the Guardian. "I looked at what's happening in Libya and know Gaddafi was overthrown for oil by America and Britain. I felt that I wanted to celebrate Gaddafi as a living legend for contributing to the liberation we enjoy today. I was celebrating him as a father of the liberation struggle. Unfortunately he died the same week."

Asked about his Gaddafi-style costume, Kunene said: "I felt I needed to celebrate him in the way that he lived. I loved his outfits. I don't care if they say they were tasteless. He believed in Africa. He was a man of style and he knew how to dress.

"People at the party were excited. They said, 'You are forever a role model for us'.
He added: "He was the only president I knew who had female bodyguards. I don't denigrate women; I respect them. Girls fight to be around me at parties because I give them a lot of career opportunities and pay them for it. Not just black girls but white girls too."

Gaddafi's death "really hurt," Kunene said. "He died like a martyr. He did not run away from his country. He said he would die there and he did.

"The man had long years as a ruler but I don't think the world has been exposed to the good he did for his country. It is Britain and America who create dictators because the leaders dare not step down for fear of prosecution.

"The international courts have never prosecuted Britain and America for the people they kill in oil-rich countries. I don't hate British people, I don't hate American people. I just hate the governments' way of doing things in other countries."

Nightclub owner Kunene's birthday party last year, costing more than 700,000 rand (or £63,000) triggered a national debate. Images of him eating sushi off half-naked young women earned him the soubriquet "sushi king" and came to symbolise the alleged excesses of South Africa's new black elite. This time, however, he claimed that there were only two men in the world who understood the protection of women: himself and Gaddafi.

Thousands of township residents attended the party, the Star, Johannesburg, reported and were served African cuisine such including as dumplings, tripe and chicken feet.

Kunene, a former teacher who spent six years in prison for fraud, has apparently planned no fewer than six birthday parties. He is not alone in expressing sympathy for Libya's fallen autocrat. Floyd Shivambu, spokesman for the African National Congress Youth League, said last week: "Brother Leader was ruthlessly killed by rebels armed by Nato forces, who invaded Libya because of its natural resources."
The fact that he was killed in combat was an "inspiration to many freedom fighters across the continent and the world", Shivambu added.

Original from the http://guardian.co.uk

Age gives wisdom and wisdom brings fun

An older, white haired man walked into a jewelry store one Friday evening with a beautiful young gal at his side.

He told the jeweler he was looking for a special ring for his girlfriend. The jeweler looked through his stock and brought out a $5,000 ring.

The old man said, "No, I'd like to see something more special." At that statement, the jeweler went to his special stock and brought another ring over.

"Here's a stunning ring at only $40,000," the jeweler said.  The young lady's eyes sparkled and her whole body trembled with excitement.

The old man, seeing this said, "We'll take it."

The jeweler asked how payment would be made and the old man stated, "By check. I know you need to make sure my check is good, so I'll write it now and you can call the bank Monday to verify the funds and I'll pick the ring up Monday afternoon," he said.

Monday morning, the jeweler phoned the old man. "There's no money in that account."

"I know that," said the old man, "but let me tell you about my weekend!  

Gaddafi's last moments

A warning to all the dictators out there

There is a saying and it goes like this

"You reap what you sow"

The last few moments of Gaddafi's life became clearer today as pictures surfaced of the moment a handgun was pushed to his temple.

Seconds later the spluttering dictator can no longer be heard. The next scenes show the tyrant's lifeless body on the ground. His eyes are closed and he's not breathing.

Amid reports tonight that the National Transitional Council will hand over the dead dictator's corpse to members of his extended family, the dramatic footage may clear up some of the mystery surrounding Gaddafi's death as his widow calls for an inquiry into how her husband died.

The images appear to dispell claims from Libya's new government that the former leader was killed by crossfire on the way to hospital. Instead, they point to a frenzied execution surrounded by jeering rebels.



Rebel fighter Nabil Ali Dagouich, who was there at the capture, shows off Gaddafi's golden gun