Terre'Blanche, a Boer Buffoon?

What would you do if Aryan skinheads moved into your neighbourhood and set up a Nazi organisation? Imagine the scenario: you wake up one morning, and there's a Swastika flying from a flagpole in front of your neighbour's house, there's a bunch of black-clad stormtroopers goose-stepping around and, even worse, one of them is riding a horse up and down the road, flashing Heil Hitler salutes and blathering on about a fight to the death. What do you do? Anywhere in the rest of the world, with the possible exception of smalltown America, you react with outrage and venom. Not here. Apparently, if you're a South African you have a bit of a giggle and get on with your life. For some strange reason, South Africans - and in particular the South African media - have decided to treat Eugene Terre'Blanche as a lovable buffoon, like an embarrassing uncle who turns up at family events, gets drunk and makes a fool of himself, but is forgiven by everybody.