Nelson Mandela turned 92 on the 18th July this year. The fawning praise heaped upon him was sickening to behold, with newspapers full of birthday greetings from tearful admirers, and the media literally awash in adulation that seemed to never end and to reach ever greater heights of idol-worship.
Mandela, the world is told over and over ad nauseam, supposedly “gave 67 years of his life” for his people. Someone then dreamed up the idea of turning his birthday into “Mandela Day”, in which people across South Africa would be asked to give 67 minutes of their time, or more, to charitable deeds, in his honour and to carry on the “Mandela legacy” into the future. The real “Mandela legacy”, however, is a country awash in violent crime, with dozens of murders and rapes being committed every single day. This is what Mandela, with his support of an armed revolution against the state before he became president, has bequeathed to South Africa: entire generations of black people who know nothing but violence and revolution, and who now continue to live by the sword years after Mandela’s ANC came to power.
Ironically, the “Mandela legacy” of a crime-ridden society touched the Mandela family itself: his daughter Zindzi and some of her family members were attacked in their driveway in Johannesburg as they were returning home after celebrating Mandela’s birthday! In the old South Africa, which Mandela and his like never tire of telling the world was akin to a Nazi state, crime levels were extremely low and people were safe in their own homes. In Mandela’s new South Africa, his own family is held up by criminals in the driveway of their home. Yet no doubt this act, too, will be declared a “legacy of apartheid”. Anything except to lay the blame where it should be squarely laid.
Anyway, huge numbers of people, indoctrinated by years of pro-Mandela propaganda, fell for the idea of “Mandela Day”, with the media full of all kinds of details about the works of charity being done by ordinary people in his honour, “to make the world a better place for all” (sounds like something out of child abuser Michael Jackson’s mouth – another Mandela junkie). American actor Morgan Freeman, sufficiently blinded by the Mandela myth to have played him in a movie, came to SA and built a fence at an Aids Centre in the black township of Khayelitsha. He also participated in a “celebrity” motorbike ride from Johannesburg to Cape Town to observe the day in honour of “the world’s greatest icon.”
What’s more, the United Nations decided to honour the old terrorist by declaring his birthday, from henceforth, to be “Nelson Mandela International Day”! To see and hear the world’s assortment of terrorists, dictators and tyrants heaping praise on his head was disgusting. But such is the world we live in today, where the worst of men are honoured and treated as heroes and demigods. “Help, Lord; for the godly man ceaseth; for the faithful fail from among the children of men. They speak vanity every one with his neighbour: with flattering lips and with a double heart do they speak…. The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted” (Psa. 12:1,2,8).
After the hysteria was all over, the Nelson Mandela Foundation thanked the South African public for making the first Nelson Mandela International Day a success. And its spokesman, Sello Hatang, took it all one step further. He said, “We would like people to remember that every day should be a Mandela Day.” 
Has the whole world gone stark, staring mad? The answer, of course, is Yes. Nelson Mandela is the latest in a line of wicked men who have been elevated to the status of demigods by a sinful world.