"Not as far as has been acknowledged in the media," the Cow shrugged, "though between the father of the nation and the mugger of the nation, anything's possible!"
"Just wondered," Bronstein sighed. "He's got all the strategic ineptitude of uZami, and all the fatuous charisma of uMalume. Either that, or he just hatched under the stupid bush."
"Perhaps," the Cow conceded. "But he hasn't imploded yet... He's appealing the hate speech verdict."
Bronstein collapsed laughing. "I never thought I'd hear the phrase, 'Julius Malema is appealing', in any context!" he guffawed.
"Well, he clearly can't recognise when a woman has a 'nice time' or not! Which suggests his media charm doesn't extend into the bedroom..." the Cow added. "Though I'm not sure how the fine is going to work, given that Malema's already told the taxman to nationalise the fortune he denies having amassed..."
Bronstein sighed. "There'll probably be a legal delay... or a series... until uMalume can push through Shabir Shaik's pardon, and give him time to find his cheque book and pen!"