Khuphuka Nasingeni
OUR true nature lies just beneath that veneer of deception and rudimentary acting. I have no qualms at all with genuine film actors since they chose that profession and earn a living from it.A� However, I do have issues with pretenders of all shapes and shades seeking to make a name for themselves through worming their way into areas that they scarcely have commonality with and then messing the broth for all.
If we are to celebrate violence within the confines of the law, or sportingly, the fight has to take place as wrestling, boxing or karate and if we are to display our oratory in a proper manner let us choose good old poetry because if the language veers off into putrid territory then we run the risk of being hauled before the judge for insult or worse.
There has been a growing tendency of celebrating thuggery and downright silliness a�?a�?passed offa��a�� as dissing, beef and artistry.A� Khuphuka has watched with concern the recklessness of some malcontents masquerading as artistes and thereby abusing that good name.
We have seen semi-naked girls on stage going beyond the bounds of their licence in order to a�?a�?entertain and retain clientsa��a�� and the more we cheer them the less they put on for the next show. I believe it is the same with those of a violent disposition.
We know the bad girls of showbiz who are always in the news for the wrong reasons. It seems the rowdiness has paid off for some since it ensures that they get a full house on their next show.
Let us not celebrate thuggery, however, under a false veil of art and street-wise publicity stunts.
Lady Squanda, of the feet fame, stole all the limelight, not for her dancehall tunes, but for her footie fight and toe-lick treatment!
I remember earlier this year making mention of a roast between a well-known comedian and young millionaire and I wonder if it would also have gone down a foot lower!
Social media is awash with feet fetishes and some stations held quite riveting discussions on types of feet and the care thereof. We hope some Lady listened since our comedian friend (if he is to be taken seriously) complained bitterly about the nature of the perfume on the chantera��s foot.
But you are the last to know of any offending smells emanating from your confines. Take for instance this crazy guy who did the unthinkable in a Bulawayo supermarket recently, going down to poo in protest over the price of spirits.
As if that was not enough, he went on to ask fellow shoppers to get down and send the message to the shop that their prices stank! It was quite an ugly scene indeed and for that the young man is now cleaning toilets at that great high school in the western suburbs.
Staying with things ugly, I have a serious request to make, may the ugly men in Bulawayo please step forward and claim some money for their natural looks.
We hear there has been a shortage of contestants in the Mr Ugly pageant and this year would be the inaugural event should we have enough ugly and proud men coming to pit their looks against others who believe they are more gifted than them.
I believe organisers will not look at your village of origin though they may require your local address, and which makes me wonder if the Mr Ugly pageant has been clear on what they look for to determine if one is ugly.
I may not know that I am ugly until I am judged as such, especially if I get all the hot girls in town! UMzo was trying to persuade some mate at the bar to give it a go saying he would not accept complaints later that the city was being marginalised.
a�?Let us not always cry marginalisation . . . you mean we do not have ugly men. Please represent mfowethu. Every opportunity passes us by, we cannot even claim to have the best witches, as for prophets forget it since the ones with money are in the capital . . .a�?
There was a near fistfight instead of the guys joining forces to find a way to clinch the prize. I am consulting my make-up artists to see if they cannot worsen some of my features. I need the money please. You need money to bless the next person, or even to have a voice regarding anything.
The past week has seen some talk about blessers. What people do not realise is that blessers are guys who do not hesitate to grab opportunities to make money. And once they make money, regardless of their looks, they attract the best of the youngest opposite sex.
Shebeens used to have a�?a�?blesseesa��a�� in stock to keep elderly good spenders close by, and it worked wonders. Now blessers are back in fashion, only now they spend real big, and even in church you can also a�?a�?blessa��a�� or a�?a�?seeda��a�� real big but the jury is still out if you would also qualify to be called a blesser.



