Mr President, I am writing not to wish you a Merry Christmas. Oh! Who am I kidding? Of course, have a good one mate; you are my man.
In the New Year, we shall meet, as in the Shakespearean language, when the hurly-burly’s done. Yes, when the battle’s lost and won. We’ll meet when the noise of the battle is over. In other words, Mr President, in the first meeting of the ANC’s National Executive Committee (NEC) next year, in January, please move with the requisite speed and clip Ace Magashule’s wings, once and for all. It is about time we remove the square pegs in the ANC round hole.