Daily Sun in Doctor's waiting room is customer service gone bad

There are plenty of reasons why I do not read Daily Sun.

The first one is that I often forget about the paper. The second reason is that, well, news of human horror and despair are addictive indeed. So if I can, I steer clear of them.

So I stumbled upon yesterday's (28 October 2013) copy whilst in the Doctor's waiting room (I'm not sick, so chill) this morning.

Front page: A sister stabbed her brother to death over an argument during the Soweto derby. According to the paper, Nkhatha scored (illegitimate goal), brother retorted that the goal was off-side. A Khosi-supporting sister took matters (and a knife) into her own hands, but forgot to get hold of her rage. She is languishing in jail.

In another news: our president visited a school in the Eastern Cape. His trademark broad smile was wiped out upon seeing the terrible conditions of the school - broken windows and doors, leaking roof. To make the learners feel good about writing the exams in that pig sty, Mr. President promised to slaughter one of his cheeseboy cows in that well-lit Nkandla kraal to celebrate once the EC piglets have passed their matric exams.

In another news: Daily Sun in the Doctor's waiting room is a bad idea. Black people go there to get healing, if at all, not tabloid-induced depression and then panado on their way out.

 

Fusi Motaung reporting live from a country of many bad jokes.

 

ording to the paper, Nkhatha scored (illegitimate goal), brother retorted that the goal was off-side. A Khosi-supporting sister took matters (and a knife) into her own hands, but forgot to control her rage. She is in jail.

ording to the paper, Nkhatha scored (illegitimate goal), brother retorted that the goal was off-side. A Khosi-supporting sister took matters (and a knife) into her own hands, but forgot to control her rage. She is in jail.