The Sober Enough Know The Truth, Alcohol Is No Problem

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At the feet of the African continent dem dey sing um. O! Yes. They dance to that lyrically improvised Yvonne Chaka Chaka hit, uMqombothi.

We maDlamini! Tshela jwala renwe.

While the song reaches its zenith, someone in the business of casting spells of a god strolls past. With a loud-hailer married to their lips, they shout…, ‘And I commend joy, for man has nothing better under the sun but to eat and drink and be joyful.” Such is the recitation according to the Ecclesiastes in chapter eight of verse fifteen. Yeah! Sunday School Bible study things. Anyhow…, Centuries later, down in the cradle of South African humankind…, During the height of crimes committed against humanity- Can Themba writes…, 

“Let The People Drink.”

 

And oh! Fast forward to 2022, drink, and dem they do. Therefore, try this at the random, plant a mike on the lips of most youth and ask…, “Do you drink alcohol?” In drunken stupor or the comedy-mocky fashion of Brenda Fassie, out of her song Wedding day, they are likely to say…,

“I do, I do!”

Under those circumstances, the South African Medical Research Council says almost six out of ten adolescent and adult drinkers engage in heavy binge drinking. Furthermore, estimates are that between 27 000 and 103 000 deaths in South Africa were alcohol-related. 

Ironically, thedrinksbusiness.com reports on research from the University of Sheffield. It says…, ‘The risk of death for those not drinking alcohol is 20% higher than of drinkers of the recommended 12.5 units a week.’ Basically, the risk of teetotaller dying is the same as that of the alcohol abuser guzzling at a high of 37.5 units per week. Also pointed out is that the lowered 2016 alcohol guidelines in the UK had no noticeable impact on drinkers’ behaviour.

Indeed, It Is Nothing But The…,

 

Because you see, the truth is not reality…, It is the truth. Of course, and The TRUTH! It shall set South Africa free from the misdeeds and calamities caused by those that imbibe beyond their limit.  We are talking about those misbehaving among the inclined to guzzle to numb whatever discomfort or to have some fun. The minority getting up to no-good-types amid the quaffers must face the truth. Period! Shifting goal posts, you know, dancing around problematic people hardly solves any problem.

Hence, President Cyril Ramaphosa’s desire for a sideshow – a national debate about raising the drinking age from 18 to 21- is bound to miss the mark.

Therefore, shall we put this liquor thing proper, in the language ya Bantu?  You see…, For decades, the writer got himself in the company of…, You know, has been around and lived amid alcohol imbibers. Long enough to observe and conclude that inkinga ino muntu, isemntwini. Not with alcohol. Indeed, it is the same way that there is nothing wrong with the world, but a lot is faulty with a tiny minority of earthlings or humans. 

Yeah! Because alcohol is not much of a problem

 

The situation here is the scapegoatist trying to hide problematic selves behind the bottle. Um! Here, take, it is something to chew on…, Scenario one, there are self-confessing types inclined to say…., Ke lo motseyela plug daa maan. Meaning a sober person has intentions to do something. So they opt to drink, trying to hide behind the bottle. So, the state of being drunk comes in handy when confronted about their pre-meditated misdemeanours.

Secondly…,  Many drunks know what they get up to when intoxicated. Some, later, pretend regret while speaking glowingly about their antics when drunk.  In the third scenario…,  You have a group that gets zombified and then claims they go blank. Ok, let us say they turn into a plain sheet of paper. Yes, something upon which any passing wind can scribe whatever horror movie, right? Now, the good here is that someone-some-where does at some point say…,  Hayi mawudakiwe uyabheda, uyinhlupho, uyalahla …,  That is to say…, There is a person that reads you a list of your misdeeds and weaknesses when you are three sheets to the wind.

Now, somewhere ebhareni ngasentolo zakwa David lapha nge Vezubuhle, kwaNdebele. Iye, Lotjhani! Anyway…, Drinking in that village bar amid the stink of their urine just a spitting distance away…, The old chaps would sawula ingoma emnandi khulu -khulu. Dem they sing, complete with hand clapping and dancing. Dem, they sing um like this …,

Thela manzi mase bunjena

 

Indeed, those finding spirits too strong for them must dash the fire-water with water. After all, Fela Kuti does sing. Water i no get enemy. And the writer says…, If you cannot handle the bottle, you know if you cannot deal, then leave alcohol alone. Bulise, Mrami!

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