"Wrong!" cried Gramsci. "Ginkgo Biloba!"
The Cow looked up, dumbfounded. Whyever...? An elephant never forgets? She wasn't making the connection, and appealed to Gramsci to explain.
"Well, News24's headline screams 'Zuma: used for circulation'! I'm not sure if he's classified as a supplement or a scheduled substance, and so if he needs to undergo rigorous testing for registration with the Medicines Control Council, but I suppose Matthias Rath could probably advise on that."
The Cow's mind was boggled. She imagined Raynaud's Diseased individuals queuing up outside the dispensary at Grotties to be given their weekly dose of uMalume, their ashen countenances flushing as the colour returned to their cheeks and the life to their extremities.
"Mind you..." she ventured cautiously, "Ginkgo might be marketed heavily asan aid to memory these days, but if you remember back, when it first hit the shelves, one of the conditions for which it was indicated was indeed Erectile Dysfunction. It was initially touted as a kind of herbal viagra."
Gramsci clapped all his hands together, excitedly. "Exactly!" he cried. "And what a boost to flagging circulation uMalume provides! Do you think we could export him, boost the value of the Rand and stave off the need for another interest rate hike?"