Fear and clothing: Put on your party dress ANC what happens
A weekly reverie on the vagaries and charms of fashion
Set up in the BP forecourt, adjacent to the McDonald’s yellow arches, is a fashion popup with a difference. I have been driving past the tent and rails every day this week as I dodge the huge contingent of security in front of my workplace vetting the comings and goings of all and sundry.
I thought I might warrant a stop and search. But apparently I am entirely nonthreatening and get waved through with nary a blink or a question mark on my name from the multiple police and security operatives. This is a bit of a concern given the raging paranoia being expressed by the FM (shorthand for former president, as explained by the good counsel Paul Pretorius).
I am so over it – but I am interested in the fashion offerings on display and for sale in the classic yellow, green and black of the ANC. It seems you can kit up for the Zondo commission in style. Apparently the boss of the lady who is staffing the popup – one Portia – has a licence to manufacture ANC merch for sale at just such occasions. She must be making a killing given all the opportunities outside commissions of inquiry at present...