And no, it's not because I just recently discovered that the average guy's pen1s is twice the length of his thumb! Sis! Get your mind out of the gutter!!
My obsession with thumbs stems from the fact that, if you voted in the South African election on Wednesday, you will be suffering from Voter's Thumb. Before casting our ballots we were marked with indelible ink on our left thumbs. Some Inkers were more zealous than others and the mark ranges from a tiny dot on the cuticle, to a full blown stripe down the thumb such as the one the enthusiastic IEC chappie provided me with:
So, I have been taking a keen interest in the condition of the left thumb of everyone I have come into contact with since the election. Because, quite frankly, if you aren't sporting a Voter's Thumb I have to confess that I don't like you very much right now!
I'm a firm believer in the power of the vote. Every South African, over the age of 18, who had the capacity to vote should have queued to make their mark on Wednesday. As adults we have a responsibility to do so. No excuses...