Bongile's Bounty

““Good, but grave tampering can be legally very vague and serious until motives are examined” “Not this one, trust me, think about it, desecration done by the modern white South African army guys who also tried to kill Bongile, and this by an occupying army like the British a hundred and twenty odd years before, what a story for you to break man!” The Prince’s chair creaked loudly as he sat back forcefully his face contorted in thought. Bellair continued. “So we have a warrior King fighting against the British with his gay men and he was cruelly laughed at, but think of it, he was not fazed, never concealing what he was sexually, the first real outing..” “Don’t go overboard now and ruin it…” “Okay, let me explain a little of how it was done …” “What was done?” “The regicide, and the incredible way…..” “Continuing your man’s theory?” “Ya, anyway, the plotters inflamed the populace and turned them against the warrior King because of their proclivity to be sexually different, see how this story is going to sell, this has world syndication written all over it…” “Don’t run too fast, proof! proof! my boy!” “No problem, trust me, so this is what they do, they secretly commission little carvings of the King and his men copulating with each other and beasts of the field ,even some of them sitting down to pee…” “Yes! yes! I get it but leave out the disgusting details please!” “So there were problems in the jungle Boss…” “That’s too flippant! this must have been a very traumatic upheaval and tragic time for our people, accepting that it’s true and these things aren’t the work of a deranged man with time to fabricate wooden images.” “There is a scientific dating which will prove…” “Be careful of embellishing the tapestry to suit the story and before we go on, don’t waste my time with speculation, I want hard facts and all available proof, I won’t outline this again but will insist as the story unfolds, it will meet this criteria” The Prince shuffled in his chair and looked at his watch then looked up at and motioned him to continue. “Okay, so they tracked the King down and killed him and his warriors in a ritual way, Bongile’s worked out the whole scenario and he has everything to back it up, he also believes that he’s a reincarnation of a Zulu King….” “Oh! not that one my boy! The tourist attraction? he’s known to be crazy for God’s sake!” “A front sir, just a front, give him some credit Boss! think about it, this guy has put up a front until he could reveal all this in a country that is now free and ready for it, and I’ve seen the irrefutable evidence” “A village idiot claiming to speak for a dead Zulu King!” “You should see how he displays the Zulu war material on his walls and in specially prepared cabinets,Ya, and let me say here to answer an earlier question, this man worked in the Paleontology department as a valued member for many years so he knows these things ” The Prince leant forward with an interested frown on his face. Bellair walked away with his hands held behind his back and they lapsed into silence. “Are we going forward from here sir, I need you to approve each stage because there is…” “ My boy, the story is good and it has potential but we have institutions who can handle this kind of thing not to mention the media if they can clamber off my back long enough.The sexual thing, do we need to harp on that, I mean the plotting and murder is enough we could embellish a bit....” “Hey! Boss this is not Mugabe country, the rest of the world will glorify this as an enlightened society that we are, besides the gay vote is really growing and we can tap into that Sir” Bellair finished with a comical wink. “I’m not going to get into this with you, but can you see the British Royal family parading this out in the open, come on!” “Can you see yourself changing with the times sir? respectfully seizing the hour and the day like now!” “Enough! that tone and language is not going win me over, okay. There was another jackpot wasn’t there?” Bellair nodded and took a deep breath dramatically. “Sorry sir, I get so excited because of the incredible veracity of it all, this is truly a jackpot, truly immense….” “Do you mind!” “There was a murder that night, Bongile escaped but not his ANC friend who gave him a lift and was ambushed with him and his body is with the King and his men…”the Prince closed his eyes and waved an admonishing finger. “ What’s this now? more street historian drug fuelled conjecture! be careful boy!” Bellair tapped his forehead with two fingers. “ Two murder scenes a hundred and twenty odd years apart but representing two valiant battles for freedom, see, our original King and his men fought the British and the recent one was an ANC foot soldier, and as I said sir, this story is all preserved and ready to be told” “This body is in there with the others?” the Prince gasped with narrowed eyes hunching forward on his desk. “Oh Yes! and that’s why our man Bongile wants protection, guarantees before he reveals the burial chamber” Bellair smiled and looked upwards. The Prince’s chair creaked loudly again. “I hesitate to ask if there is more” “There is, there was another prisoner that night, as well as Bongile, a guy he says seemed to be under escort like he was. This was a white guy ,who in front of Bongile was forced to accept the King’s skull as a thing of distaste from the top of the burial site”