Last week I was privileged to be offered an opportunity to watch a show at Baxter Theatre courtesy of Siv Ngesi, which he also produced.The Baxter leaves one with the aura of being somewhere very different from your normal environment.This one man show I watched, like many other in Mzantsi these days packs a satirical punch directed at the status quo that prevails in our country today. Comedians, it seems, are having a field day poking fun at the shenanigans of politicians and the like.At things some of us take with a pinch of salt.For the opportunistic among us, including myself, I curse under my breath, the missed chances of venturing into this genre of social commentary. Think cartoonist Zapiro. You can only be good at what you know best, hence I choose to write about these things. Coming back to the show. It is so exceptionally crafted in such a way it takes a swipe at everyone who is in the limelight, from politicians to our very own celebrities. It brings humour to all the things we watch or listen to which sometimes leaves us invariably asking whether they are really happening. We are found wondering at times if things are a norm and accept the status quo, but this being Mzantsi, we are left to hope against despair that come one day, things will change for the better.The show takes a swipe at different aspects of what goes on in our country, from the so-called Zuptas to the Zille twits. The Baxter is particularly frequented by a predominantly white audience and I was equally not surprised with the status quo on the day of my visit.From the start to the finish, we were kept on the edge of our seats, roaring laughter.However, the audience was somehow selective with their laughter.I am not sure if it was me but I got the sense that when some of the jokes were directed at them, the silence was so deafening you could hear a pin drop.They sat quietly, with straight faces, as if to say “Hey, hold on now, don’t dare to go there”. Even the actor seemed so affected that he would speed his lines over to get the laughter back again.After the show, I left feeling that even though we might see our politics as comic relief, it depended on who it was trajected to, as some jokes did not bode well with others. We seem to be selective to such an extent that we end up undermining everything and even ourselves. A simple show like this one could not help hide the state of affairs in GodZille land, and it is a shame. I may be wrong in my analysis of the show or the observation I made regarding the audience, but this does not take away the fact that not all is well and rosy in our lovely Western Cape. If only we could be open minded about one another.