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The AN(C)Sleeze!!

Good god, when they were voted into power in 94' & we had Madiba as Prezi, I really believed, ,..but geez how things have gone south! now we have a Gvt of corrupt idiots, who thrive on dishonesty, not doing the right thing & apathy, and then to go and say that God supports the ANC! why God would support a party of despots, corrupt racists, who don't give a damn about the poor I have no idea except to say that on His worst day He would never support a bunch of unethical pricks that make up the higher echelons of the ANC, 'God forgive them' is more appropriate, but I'm not sure He should...

And I hope the election results start showing them that their time is ending just like it did for the previous bunch of despots under apartheid! all hail to good hearted, truthful people that honestly care about the plight of the less fortunate, the poor and needy cos it sure as hell ain't the ANC! good riddance to new rubbish...

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