Archive for January, 2015

The case of the disbanded Nelson Mandela Jury

January 27, 2015


Nelson Mandela was released from prison on Sunday February 11th 1990 and took office as the first Black President of Paton’s Cry the Beloved Country after the Freedom Election on April 27th 1994. He died in 2013 Tuesday December 5th in Johannesburg.

The old fellow, by then widely known as and referred to as Madiba survived on life support for longer than usual while the incumbent Jacob Zuma had to make the announcements that Madiba was still well and being well cared for on the dot early morning every day for how long. He was obviously happy to be released from this onerous duty when the last day ended.

Mandela was saved from the gallows by an international deal that meant he had to accept life imprisonment with certain guarantees and enough money. When he was freed from prison the dealmakers threw some more money in plus a shared Nobel with FW de Klerk, the last White President. When the Old Wannabe Icon complained about the latter Ronald Reagan said “no no hang in here old goat, you will accept that and drop the communist shit” at which the old terrorist balked and threatened to walk out of the discussion. This happened the year when GH Bush was running for the White House and the stories go that the old cowboy got up and said: “right George, let him go, but no security detail from us; if he wannabee President, let him be, but American protection to keep him alive until then stops right here. Go on George, you tell him.”

Mandela understood that and after some more talk about money the deal was in. Some versions of the story will have it that Reagan also wanted Mandela to stop his open support of Gadaffi, which the old goat accepted after some more balking but as soon as he was President he infuriated the Americans by taunting them loud at every opportunity he got on International Television “Your enemies are not our enemies” about Gadaffi.

The deal included one 5 year presidential term for Mandela and maximum two five year terms for all after him. America approved Thabo Mbeki as Mandela’s successor but balked at Jacob Zuma to be Mbeki’s first Vice President; on that Mandela stood his ground because he wanted to prevent any greater power to the rightful leader of the Zulu Nation, Chieftain Mangosuthu Buthelezi. The Americans came up with a “face-saving” solution that Buthelezi would be “Acting President for Life” whenever both the first two went on their many jaunts around the World at the same time. In this manner Chieftain Buthelezi currently holds the record for the “most ever occasions as Acting President” ever in Africa and nobody is ever going to touch him on that point.

Jacob Zuma however had his own agenda. An immoral creature with a lust for money and power, corrupt down to his bootlaces was waiting for his chance and when Mbeki was forced to fire him as VP halfway during his second term Zuma neatly turned the tables on him in a bloodless coup by having Mbeki ousted as ANC Leader [which was always the natural position of the incumbent President], then followed up by firing Mbeki as President and put one of his own in as caretaker President. He duly after a while took over from the caretaker who had in the meantime ensured Zuma’s re-election as Leader of the ANC. That’s Africa 2010 vintage. What it will be like in 2060 is anyone’s guess.

When it became quite obvious by early 2013 that Old Nelson was not going to get to his full centenary all and sundry visited for the dubious honor of being able to say they had met the Icon of Africa and the World. Oprah came; even Tiger Woods got his chance. The Bama waited too long and when he did try [and did he try?] he was declined to have his moment of glory. Everyone who was someone and an entire merry band that together was nothing started publishing their versions of the Great Man. I refrained and said the jury would be out for quite a while before history would be able to produce a generally accepted verdict on the truth about Mandela the Man.

In one place I want so far as to say that I guess that we may have a verdict by the year 2074; not sooner.

I was wrong!

The country was expecting a week or weeks of remembrance on the first anniversary in 2014 but everything petered out and we had a non-event. It has turned out that the young people born 1990 and afterwards and are in their early twenty’s this year are just not interested in the past. The hullabaloo died with the Man.

Mandela will still have his Statue on Trafalgar to remind the British of their silly moment of appeasement to put it there but otherwise Mandela will be a forgotten man by 2020.

There will be no jury verdict; the jury has resigned and vanished into the four corners of the wind. Our World of today is beset with other problems; we have to come to terms with Davos and the poor. One thing is sure: Mandela will never happen again. You can read that in two different ways but I shall let you decide.

 I don’t want to be wrong again. My Long Walk has ended and I am going back to my roots to find the point where I took the wrong turn on the Walk from which the ANC left me in 1998.

The Jaksonian Institute of Learning

January 17, 2015


Night has just delivered a new day to the World; it is not the first time that this has happened but it is an important one for me, the Founder and sole active Member of the Jaksonian Institute of Learning.

I thus speak for Self, but also for all the millions of little people that want to be called Self and wish to associate with me.

A fellow name of Elon Musk is often in the News, called the Media in these days. He makes rockets and NAASA pays him 2.6 billion USA Dollars for doing so; he is also involved inTesla, a project purported to make electric motorcars a viable alternative means of transport to replace the internal combustion fuel engine. For all you know he may export these vehicles to the moon and outer space for daily commuter traffic.

Elon, nogal South African born, is riding high for a South African boitjie. Nogal is a Dutch Afrikaans Sefrican word for, well, for nogal.

The teachings of the Jaksonian Institute of Learning are based on the life of my late Father, born 1897 in the surroundings where I now reside in the sand-hills of the Sandveld Region, Western Cape Coastline. We are earthbound people.

For us mankind’s space are these hills and the sky above as high as the clouds when they are there; even when they are not we limit our visions of space to about where the cloud-lines would be when they are there. We believe our space has been that ever since the Creation and it is not ever likely to change. Some summers are hotter than others; some winters are colder and wetter than others but we can’t change that and have no desire or intentions of ever doing so.

We live from the earth and we protect it; my father did that and all our ancestors before him.

We believe in People but not in Politicians. We believe in the Internet as an invention but we dread its intrusion in our private lives; we believe that television is of interest but that it doesn’t rule our lives.

We believe in helping each other and to share the gifts of nature with our neighbors but we abhor the intrusion of governments worldwide in the affairs of other sovereign countries or nations. We believe in a secular government system but not a Godless one. We believe in duty, morality, honor and responsibility in everything that we do.

We do not approve of Space Exploration or that there is anything to explore above the clouds; we believe that the Globe or the Earth is the only home for Mankind. We believe in our Creator and that His will be done for now and forever on earth and in the Universe around us.


January 17, 2015


There has not been an English word as in the headline. I am creating it now and adding it to the dictionaries of the English World. Wise people in other languages will follow it or their races will die.

I was deeply perturbed by this recent Post in America:

The argument is deeply flawed; the timing is bad and it is short-sighted in the most extreme, a weakness in much of modern American thinking.

Let me first in very short sum up who I am by telling you what I used to be.

We grew up in a tolerant atmosphere of the workers class. Our Dad was, I discovered almost too late, a working man in the labor class but had a good brain, something he passed on to all five siblings.

I never thought that I was clever [we grew up without luxuries and that was one we never had] but at school just found all my subjects easy. It was only when I was doing a working diploma that people on occasion asked me: “But how do you remember this or that?” that I discovered that I had a natural aptitude for figures, dates and numbers. When I got a distinction in Statistics at Tech Diploma level I was hooked and in the end qualified as a research statistician with academic qualifications and forty years experience by the time I retired.

Life had in the meantime lead me to liberal politics; having grown up with apolitical parents when liberal meant kindness and understanding your neighbor’s point of view even when you did not always agree, we had no time for, or interest in politics by the time I was twenty years old. The working class neighborhood I grew up in was racially mixed but I have to say that was in the context of our part of South Africa at the time, when racially mixed was white, brown and Malay people. I never met a black person in my life before I turned 25 when they started to appear in the work place in small numbers and those I met were like all the people I had grown up with. I discovered that their English was slightly different from the way we spoke it but they were all nice people.

Now you must bear in mind that, unlike what the World has as a picture of South Africa, the system of strict racial separation in residential areas [called Apartheid] was introduced after I had been working for a few years and I could not understand most of it. As the system expanded I became more inclined to disagree with it and by the time I had chosen my life career just before I reached age 30 I left White Politics and devoted my entire adult life to a multi-racial South Africa. I became an Alan Paton and Beyers Naude fan; met a lot of black people I never had any problem with but, of course, the school and residential segregation system was there which meant that my contact with black people was only at work level and in shops and restaurants.

So my excitement about our Freedom Day April 27th of 1994 knew no bounds but slowly, very slowly small things started to worry me about the change to total Black dominated Government. It is far too much to explain in one Post; suffices as Ronald Reagan would have called it “the ANC left me in 1998.” I abruptly let them go and two years later early-retired to a small town in the area of my birth, racially mixed colored brown people and whites and a few black police officers. I support our school that is racially, language and religion mixed and I like it. We even have a few Muslim children in our school too and it is a rather nice mix. I love it but I do however despise the arrogance and corruption of the all-black ANC Government. You have to live under them to understand what happened to my dreams of racial equality.

Back to the Post above! America has a very nice two Party system right now with a goodly size floating vote. That is your salvation and you must PRESERVE AND PROTECT that with your lives.

I can relate to some of the arguments put forward in favor of a third real Conservative Party but I am amazed that the author cannot see the difference between Jeb Bush and Hillary Clinton. I almost want to scream at him: “But can’t you see the difference in the spelling between the names Bush and Clinton.

America, oh Land I love and once a few years ago would have given my right arm to live there, get some sense and vote the Dems out hell gone into oblivion in 1916 and for crying out loud elect a White Male at that point with a White Veep Male or Female. Secondly, get Sarah Palin with a White Male Veep in 1920 or become a nomogenous Society like we have.

You won’t like it, I assure you.

If your Black voters complain [please drop the African American nonsense] suggest to them to come back to the land of their ancestors and see how they like that.

They won’t like it; can assure you of that as well.

I am on record in several places stating that my interpretation of homogeny is not only in skin color or race but also in matters of behavior, principles, faith, honor, duty and self respect.

Nomogeny is my word for the society where none of these traits are present. That is what we have ended up with in South Africa, the total opposite of Homogeny.

America is but a step or two away from Nomogeny. If you don’t get a conservative White Republican President and Veep into the White house 2016 you are done for it.


Migration of Faith and Religion

January 17, 2015


The France satirical Newspaper killings of early Jan 2015 calls for an overview

Mankind has travelled with his Faith and/or with his Religion since time memorial; that has at times brought strife but mostly on small regional scale in the early days when the world was mostly inhabited by tribes.

Make no mistake, all mankind consist of some tribal past.

In that context Faiths and/or Religions sometimes rubbed shoulders and often rendered other differences indistinct.

During the Colonial times large numbers of migrants brought entire new Faiths with them and actually much too often it was the incoming Faith that tried to convert the local ones. Fortunately for the World these efforts were not always successful.

When Colonialism was reversed, starting around the beginning of 1960, the old mother countries couldn’t ask and certainly did not endeavor to do so with the result that when the original colonial citizens took up their automatic right of citizenship in their old mother countries, some of the latter were almost swamped by new waves of new Faiths. Events between 1990 and 2000 clearly indicate that nobody had ever given this possibility any consideration or even considered the possibilities and effects.

What might have been a situation of ‘we don’t ask and you don’t tell’ soon became a matter of ‘and who in hell are you to tell me; get lost you silly idiot’ and another dead body on the ground.

In the beginning of time America legislated to ensure Freedom of Religion [though some may disagree with my choice of words] with the 2nd Amendment in an effort to prevent the problem becoming one and it worked for Old America, worked very well indeed I would add.

However, though others have tried to create their own secular societies modern life and new definitions of things have often produced mongrel societies which have turned anti-religious. We can no longer rely on our tribal codes of conduct and our human heritage; the small worlds of our ancestors have turned into one unholy mess where it is difficult to recognize the melting pot from the sewage hole even though both are overflowing.

Have we finally reached the stage where Freedom of the Press has not only become Freedom of Expression to burn the Flag; when Freedom of the Media means Freedom to insult another Man’s Faith and how far are we from Freedom of the Black Races to Kill anyone carrying a White Flag?

Don’t shout at me for saying Charlie Hebdo must change his form of Satire or prepare to meet his Maker. Allow me to be straight please; Hebdo continuing his brand of Freedom doesn’t have much of a chance in the longevity stakes and you won’t see me shedding tears every time another Hebdo bites the dust.

“Congress shall not make any law ……? Wasn’t that what they said? Or is now like the story of the Big War: “One day they came for Isaac, …. then they came for Solly …. and when they came for you there was nobody left to talk for you?”

 PS: No time or space left to discuss Freedom of the Internet. Thus a note of warning will have to suffice. Spend your money; blow it at the Casino if you have to, before it disappears anyway courtesy of Freedom of the Internet.

Days, weeks and Centuries Africa 1960 to 2010 Part Two

January 16, 2015

We are here at last; in the middle of the screen in Large Bold: The Half Century of Africa. It was their Manifest Destiny, and the only one they would ever have. The eyes of the World turned and tuned in on Sub-Saharan Africa when JFK stepped into the White House on January 20th of 1961.

I was at this point in what was to be a high quality analysis of South and Southern Sub-Saharan Africa, about the role of the computer in Africa and the final beautiful day of April 27th of 1994 when we rejoined the family of World Nations as a free multi-racial South Africa when I received the Bangkok Thailand email that I published in:

Full sice Zuma and one spouse

Fatso and one spousal Unit.

My thinking changed after that. In the aforementioned Post on Fatso you really have it all and there is very little I can add to make it sound a little more positive.

All I can do is add this Link for your edification:

If you want to go to some trouble as we all must at many different times to Google the names in the Posts you will have all you need of the rest.

Then read:


I have given this a lot of thought. If you don’t have enough time now, first do whatever you have to with other things, then return to this Post and repeat it a number of times until you get it all.

In all of this you will have Southern and particularly South Africa 1960 to 2010 plus the next generation, say, to 1935 or one more to take us to 2060?

By then, unless America can pull something out of the hat Africa will be controlled by China and America to her side of the pond. Europe, the Euro, and the Euro Zone will change, argue, fight and generally make a lot of noise but will remain fractured each with its own problems but with Russia as the undisputed leader and Switzerland to keep an eye on the money supply for many decades to come.

Homogeny is, contrary to general wisdom, not only a matter of genes; in fact it is a lot more than that; homogeny of purpose, order, standards and the Rule of Law will shape the future of our World or ….. what we have now will crack at the seams and the proletariat will reclaim their rightful place in Societies around the Globe.


South Africa 1652 to 2015 an interlude according to Fatso

January 13, 2015

I could tell you more about Fatso but I will need a vomit bag if I do that and I don’t really want to bore you, thus assume that you all know that Fatso is the current incumbent President of the ANC and South Africa.

So I give you Fatso from his most recent speech on White People and the reaction he didn’t expect from an email via Bangkok Thailand, verbatim no editing:

On January 10, 2015 at 5:49 pm, something for your blood pressure in South Africa.

In a speech in Cape Town on Friday evening the 9th of January 2015, President Jacob Zuma made the following statement:

“Jan van Riebeeck’s arrival in Cape Town was the beginning of all South Africa’s problems.”

Never in the history of the world have I heard a Head of State so clearly saying to a part of the population of his country: You are a problem. You are not wanted here, apart maybe from Adolf Hitler to the Jews of Germany. We take note, mr Zuma. We’ll get back to this.

You see, president Zuma, we have known for a long time that you are not a very clever man (how’s that for an understatement?!), but to show such clear evidence of your lack of understanding even the most basic knowledge of our history is a blemish on this country.

1) Jan van Riebeeck did not arrive in Cape Town. There was no Cape Town, there was no road, harbour, Castle of Good Hope, Parliament building, airport, Nkandla or KFC in sight. There was no infrastructure, there was no democracy or election. In fact, there wasn’t even a black man in sight. The southern tip of Africa looked pretty much as it did on the day of creation, because the few scattered groups of Khoisan people lived off the land and slept in minute little huts of reed which they would roll up and carry about on their backs when they moved on.

In fact, mr Zuma, everything that you set your eyes on, was created by that civilization which Jan van Riebeeck and the descendants of his people brought to this country. Of course, if you wish the country to return to the state of living in little huts of mud, wearing animal skins, not being able to read or write or in fact not even having had the capability of inventing the wheel, by all means – crawl back into your hut. But I’ll be damned if the civilized white, coloured and Indian population will follow you into that state. You belong in a hut, not me.

2) As applies to where the problem started: The problem started when the weaker and more cowardly African tribes starting running for their lives in the region around the great lakes of Malawi and fled southwards ahead of the Berbers.

As far as they went they murdered and raped and pillaged and stole the land from the rightful owners, the Khoi people. They met the white man around 1718 in the Eastern Cape. Those were your ancestors, mr Zuma,.

And the problem started when your ANC decided it wanted to adopt Western concepts like democracy, government, multiculturalism. Unfortunately the African incapability of understanding abstract thought and hypothetical reasoning makes it irreconcilable, so you decided to imitate.

Mr Zuma, a palace bigger than that of the former Czar of Russia, a fleet of BMW’s, the vote of the majority of non-reasoning people and a KFC meal and a Samsung with enough airtime is not sufficient. The world has recognized you for what you are: YOU are the problem!

3) Zuma ended off his speech with another statement: “We, the black nation, are crying for our land which was taken by the white people.” Kissing up to Julius Malema now or what? WHAT land? Where is your deed an poll?

 What evidence do you have? What do you call the vast pieces of land called the Ingonyama Trust and the Royal Bafokeng Trust apart from “our land” for the black man then? No mr Zuma, you might as well stop your act.

 We will resist you stealing OUR land, be prepared for that. One thing you have to understand, and there will be no negotiation on that: White South Africa built this country to what it is, we’ll see you in hell before we leave it to your mercy.

You labour under the misunderstanding that we are going to hand it all to you on a silver platter because we feel guilty. Don’t. You are wrong again.

You see, the one thing that you keep trying (and like a fool doesn’t realize that it is not working) is to blame “apartheid” and the injustices of the past and then offering the white man your forgiveness. And you think that, combined with the brand of “racist” will shame us.

You’ve missed the bus, mr Zuma. Black majority government in this country is shameful failure and your forgiveness means nothing to us. Keep it. We have no use for it, we are not interested in it. So carry on living in your ignorant little bubble of stupidity – the age of ethnic nationalism has dawned in the rest of the world and it will reach South Africa also. And you will have to bow your head and stand ashamed before history for having had all the opportunities imaginable and making one big, and gruesome bloody genocidal mess of it.

Days, weeks and Centuries and Africa 1960 to 2010 Part One

January 12, 2015


This is the 5th Post in this series; It is headlined Part One because it turned out to be too long for one Post and Part Two will follow soon. After that there will only be the final one under the Headline of the World 2010 to 2060. You must read them all.

Just stay with me for a brief glimpse at a few things in some parts of the rest of the World before we get into Africa proper. On New Year’s Day 1960 JFK was running for the White House; in Russia Nikita was firmly in power and Mao Tse-tung [so many spellings of this name in “the West”; we should try and figure it out] in China, Jawaharlal Nehru since the 1947 Independence in India and in the first African Country to take independence in 1957, the Gold Coast to be renamed Ghana, the chosen leader and arch rival of one named Nelson Mandela, Kwame Nkrumah, was firmly in power with no intention of ever stepping aside. Israel had settled in 1948 and had things under control though with some adversity as was to be expected.

To Africa we go then but with a footnote right at the start. The land mass of Africa happens to be one contiguous continent but consists of two distinctly different parts. Please allow me just one brief explanation.

If I were building a road or a railroad over a distance of 6 000 miles I would choose the shortest route; that would normally be the straightest one. However when I come to a very large rock or a good size chunk of mountain, or a massive river in a ravine so deep that I can’t even see the bottom I am not going to break my head by working out why these things are there or how they got there in the first place. I will simply bypass as much as I have to in order to get around the obstacle and then proceed on the straight route once more.

That is the way I am looking at Africa too. For some or other reason which does not concern me the most Northern part of Africa sometimes by some referred to as the Saharan Part from Morocco on the Western tip to Egypt on the Eastern top [with respect, the often called Arab part] is, though it is contiguous with what is called Sub-Saharan Africa, the two parts are for all practical purposes totally different in not only geography but in the culture and lifestyles of the original inhabitants.

Egypt has always been there and I don’t ever see it going away. I think that Egypt is misjudged at times, often underestimated but indeed a great country in history and her people.

Let’s go to Sub-Saharan Africa.

In Kenya Jomo Kenyatta had just started his purge of the British by killing them. The War in the Belgium Congo started and soon got out of hand with everyone of the many factions trying his utter best to kill as many of the others as fast as they could.

On the 3rd of February 1960 British Prime Minister Harold Macmillan had delivered his ignominious Winds of Change speech in the South African Parliament. At that time Nelson Mandela was on the run from the South African Security police, having previously been kicked out of the University of Fort Hare, tried in Court and sent to prison, but soon escaped with the police hot-footing a few steps behind him for a number of years to arrest him again in August 1962. The Rivonia Treason trial followed in 1963 at which he and many of his cronies were sentenced to life imprisonment.

I must just very briefly jump back to Harold Macmillan’s speech. South African Prime Minister Hendrik Verwoerd replied to that speech in Parliament and then acted immediately by announcing a Referendum for South Africa to become an independent Republic free of the British Crown. He won the Referendum on October 10th 1960 and South Africa became an Independent Republic on May 31st 1961. The intention was that South Africa would remain a Member of the British Commonwealth and Verwoerd went to the British Conference to apply for that but when he was shouted down, the great man that he was, he announced the withdrawal of our Application for Commonwealth Membership. Everybody went bananas because as a matter of fact, no country had ever done that to Great Britain before or since.

It was actually quite amusing. After the War the British Crown was devastated but South Africa who had made a big contribution to the War in North Africa while Montgomery and Rommel were chasing or running from each other, and in many parts in lower Europe too, and when the Crown was in financial trouble their colony could advance them a loan of four million ounces of gold and another 8 million in cash a while later. When Swaziland, the other Crown Protectorate was in trouble a while later, South Africa was the one to help out.

It is time to get to Nelson Mandela. Whatever anyone says at this point in time I believe the jury is still out on the man and won’t be returning with any unanimous verdict any time real soon.

What is known is that Mandela hated Nkrumah’s guts for taking the first opportunity of Independence in Sub-Saharan Africa. The egoistic Mandela had always assumed that to be his birthright on the way to become Emperor of the entire Africa. He hated Kwame with a passion and Kwame despised him. That left him, in his eyes, with only one option to get back on track and the crown of the Emperor, that was to kill as many white people as he could in the shortest time possible; he had to be seen as better equipped than Kwame to handle his Empire. There never was any reason for or justification or need for African Independence or majority African Rule in South Africa of the time.

For centuries and later many decades before Ghana the entire Sub-Saharan Africa lay [sat, slept, stretched out, whatever you choose] in the sun and did nothing. The African women tilled as much of the land as they needed to plant some crops; young kids looked after the cattle [all owned by the headman]. The latter consulted with his cronies when to raid the nearest other tribe.

That’s what the white colonists found when they started arriving here just under 400 years ago and that didn’t change much during the first 200 years after the colonists first set foot out here.

To be continued with Part Two.


Days, weeks and Centuries with a last short Interlude for a brief look at the World of 1960

January 7, 2015

Remember I said in my previous Post of this series that we were now going to Africa.

I was about to do that when I found this by pure coincidence. OK, OK, I know it is not about Africa yet but you have to read this to understand or even begin to understand Africa.

Read it twice, memorize the entire Article, frame and archive it in your mind. If you can’t or do not want to, drop out of history. If any other authoritative source writes about World History ask him/her whether they have studied this. If the answer is No, forget about them; they can’t talk about world History if they don’t comprehend this.

Its rather lengthy. Make the effort though. Here it is:

Next stop Africa 1960 to 2010.

Days, weeks and Centuries with a short Interlude Today Sunday, January 04, 2015

January 4, 2015

Good morning, World.

I looked at the date just a few minutes ago and it clicked in the old grey matter upstairs.

When we were in our middle teen’s one of our school teachers, I think it was, referred to the generation gap and then with a smile said, “on the other hand it is written that the great Philosopher Aristotle talked about the problems of the youth in his time.”

Years later in about 1985 James Michener, in my eyes one of the greatest sages our World produced, cautioned about too much criticism of the youth when he said “we must remember they are all we have to work with for the ensuing and the next generation” and it sounded like good advice.

Most people in research use 25 years as a measure of one generation and I follow the principle in my research of humanity; thus this year, this day in fact, we are at the point where the babies born in 1990 will “come of age” and a new generation is being born. The young wife of our son made me a grandfather for the first time on Christmas day 2014.

Just 25 years ago the Internet was in its infancy; it was still mainly used for email and direct access through fixed-line telephones as contact between branch offices of large corporations [and the military, I believe] and there was very little else at the time.

Within one generation the Internet took over to run World Finance and just about everything else; the human mind lost control to the machine.

And some would have it that we are only at the beginning.

Do we have the human will or the power to regain control of our lives? We may have to work on that real fast.


Calling Nimrod of NOLA

January 2, 2015

Good morning, oh Great One.

 It is lonely on this the 2nd day of the 6th year of the last half century left for current Mankind to make the right decisions. Where to now, Mankind?

 When you have read and wondered about:

 Well, then just Google the word SPACEX to find the great man to take the World to new heights previously only dreamt of by mortal Man.

 Have a good laugh and let me know what you make of such ….. what shall I call it?

 Horse feathers maybe? Gibberish would describe it well enough; tooth fairy tales may suit some. Or shall we just call it Bull Sheet?