Generations of Addicts

We all have our bad habits, so please forgive me when I share one of mine. It’s called Generations. You know what it is, a television drama shown on SABC 1 every night, 20:00. See, I even know what time it plays. Bad bad habit. I follow each episode, sometimes pretending not to, but I know that Paul Mashaba has been pretending to be a married woman, chatting online with Karabo Moroka, while his daughter Grace Mashaba, dating a dirty little rap star known as Ajax, is totally oblivious to the fact that Paul is not her real father. His brother Kenneth is. Kenneth Mashaba speaks sePedi, as he should. Brother Paul speaks uncanny isiZulu, just like a native of KwaZulu Natal. How? I have no idea.

Lately two new characters have appeared, a certain Dumisani Something and his wife, Something Something. The two are not remarkable in any way; they really add no spice to the events at Generations. Maybe they will later, I don’t know. What I do know is that the lady Something claims to have done a lot of modeling in her days before becoming a housewife. “Was she a body double in The Lord of the Rings perhaps, as a hobbit?” I ask myself. Doesn’t make sense to me as she doesn’t seem a centimetre taller than 1.75m, which is the very least any wannabe “model” should ever be. Maybe she modeled shoes? Shoes for kids? I know the producers claim escapism over realism, but still. Khethiwe Buthelezi as a model? During her first “shoot” I thought she was reacting to sighting a wet frog when she was in fact, smiling. I can’t wait to see if she causes any real trouble for Sibusiso Dlomo and his finance who went home for endless days after giving birth and expects her man to have been waiting around for her.