PICTURE: GETTY IMAGES One day I hope to have the pleasure of taking President Jacob Zuma out for lunch. The chances are small, I know. The man is very busy these days protecting his friends, the bankless Gupta family, and running away from his erstwhile friend Julius Malema in Parliament. But one must hope that he will make time for me soon.When he first became president, way back in 2009, the man invited me and a few other people who write long and wordy columns about him for lunch at his house in Pretoria.He kept us waiting for hours, then finally arrived and gave us a long spiel about how he intended to reconfigure government to better serve the “masses of our own people”.Then we ate. There was pap. There was a lovely stew. It had all been kept warm while we waited. Then he was whisked off swiftly. I didn’t get a word in.Zuma essentially told us that he stood for certain things and he would be fulfilling them in his tenure. Well, he hasn’t.The man has staggered from one disastrou...

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