Mars... Saturday 18 August 2007
Mother doesnt go out any more | Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes | But every weekend through the door | Come words of wisdom from the world outside
Several MPs have laid complaints with the police against Juan Uys, the man accused of authoring a blog that named people who had allegedly paid him for gay sex.
This twist in the crimen injuria case against Uys, 39, emerged during a hearing in the Cape Town Magistrate’s Court yesterday when Uys’s lawyer asked for the provisional withdrawal of the charges due to lack of evidence.
Prosecutor Titi Mthimunye said the case was being referred to the Director of Public Prosecutions for a decision on how to proceed because of its high profile.
The Times | New twist in gay male prostitute blog case
If you want to know about the gay politician | If you want to know how to drive your car | If you want to know about the new sex position | You can read it in the sunday papers, read it in the sunday papers
Ho ho ho... let the good times roll — sa male prostitute rides again. Reminding me of how apartheid's Calvinistic Immorality Act regularly served up the local dominee and 'his maid', this has all the makings of a quintessentially South African story.
Who, I ask our fourth estate, are these politicians? Besides Manto, that is. What are their complaints? The press knows but it ain't telling and, by its silence, highlights the essential difference between blogging and mainstream media. Driven by advertising revenue and fear of litigation, the newspaper industry censors itself out of circulation and meaningful reportage.
With notable exceptions...
Bloggers, who serve either as information cascades depriving the mainstream media of income (time was that you'd discuss the contents of the daily paper only with family, colleagues and friends), derive much of their source material from newspapers. Denied access to information that would increase newspaper circulation, bloggers are prone to speculation, insinuation, and rumour mongering.
But so what? A consummate professional and prodigious blogger, I have many friends in low places and I always check my facts.
I called the Director of Public Prosecutions.
"Hey Vusi. So what's this about Uys and the politicians? The press has it that Titi's referring the case to you?"
"Mike? Hey, long time no hear. How's it going?"
"Good. Legacy 'flu and too much work, but otherwise okay. You?"
"Politics. Internal shit. Jesus, it's difficult to find good hired help these days."
"Tell me about it. But that's partly why I'm calling. Those fuckers over at The Times aren't disclosing a thing. Grindrod's now the perennial Western Cape politician but, as far as this new batch is concerned; nada."
Vusi chuckled.
"Hey, Mike, what can I say? You certainly ain't gonna get anything from me."
"Yeah, I guess. It's all Manto this, Manto that, and Manto the next thing. Never mind...I just thought I'd look you up. You've been somewhat scarce this past year or so..."
"Heh!" he snorted. "You know how it goes. S'far as I'm concerned it's better to keep a low profile..."
"Yeah..."
"Yeah. But I'll let you know as soon as anything crops up."
"Thanks Vusi. You're a pal."
"No problem, Mike. Any time."
I headed on over to the Independent Group, always a source of up-to-the-minute news.
Nothing doing. In fact, Magistrate Phindi Norman seems to have taken the prosecution's referral of the matter to Vusi as a sign the state might not have a case.
Bloody papers. You can't believe a damned thing you read these days. I'm sticking to the radio.
Sunday papers don't ask no questions | Sunday papers don't get no lies | Sunday papers don't raise objection | Sunday papers don't got no eyes
Joe Jackson | Sunday Papers