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Blogging while mobile....

Testing the blogger iPhone app. Now when I'm furiously typing away on my phone everyone will wonder what my SMS bill is. But, unfortunately, I will also be subjecting the world to all the crazy, sometimes silly, mostly musings in these posts.
I will be writing about everything and anything. Luckily, living in South Africa gives me regularly heaps of things to digest, especially with ANC rule.
They are probably the one party which proves, that when a mike is shoved in your face, silence us the better answer. Unfortunately, they tend to take some time off and then come back with a well researched and considered,... well we would still prefer them to shut up because they are embarrassing everyone.
I wanted to call their response an 'opinion', but some how that implies thinking about the problem and not just rewording the problem and blaming someone else.
Eish.

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