After years of Apartheid John has difficulty finding someone in South Africa who is bitter, or who is a racist. South Africa appears to have progressed greatly, but we all have our Dan Roodts to bear. It becomes apparent that the Roodts of the world are nothing if not predictable, dense, and interchangeable. I mention dense because he seems to be the only one who doesn’t understand that he’s the butt – of a joke (too), as John’s line of questioning is hilariously over the top. If Dan the racist is any indication, the script of often repeated
hate talk he recites is the same world-wide….and I’m certain that he feels he’s done a public service in speaking to that nice like-minded British journalist. As always, a clueless lack of humor generally indicates a particularly nasty form of mental illness time and time again.