Madame & Eve: Unplugged

I read the latest Madame & Eve edition over a weekend in Islington, in conjunction with some wine, sun and Dan Harper.me Nothing makes me feel homeland nostalgia like the verbal warfare bust out by the characters of Stephen Francis & Rico, who remind me of South Africa’s glorious idiosyncrasies. Mother Anderson is still chasing the mielie lady with her catty, stingy Madame and lazy Eve are still negotiating a wage increase whilst Eve involves herself in some dodgy back-end business schemes and wise-cracking Thandi remains the voice of the astute observer. In Madame & Eve: Unplugged, the satire seems more biting than in any other edition. And boy is there a lot to bite about – from potholes, load-shedding, xenophobia and George Bush to Quiet Diplomacy and Robert Mugabe. Cartoon strips showing Mbeki doing the ostrich thing by burying his head in a bucket of sand, and Mugube launching his head up his ass in a bid to pull out some more votes, are an absolute triumph. Thank heaven some people think PC is overrated. Francis & Rico are hilariously sardonic and yet a sense of patriotism is simultaneously inherent in their witty commentary. South African people have a great ability to laugh at themselves – a sense of humour sorely lacking on this side of the world.

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