"Eyes of the hawk, hawk, hawk..."

This one goes out to Marshall Bravestarr and his talking, shooting, half-robotic, 100% ass-kicking horse called Thirty/Thirty. I was thinking about you guys today, as I sat through a fancy but frustrating launch of the new crime busting unit: the Hawks.
Background: the Scorpions were launched in 1999 to crack the big cases. They went after the big guns, got caught up in too much politics and died a tragic death. Now, the Hawks (let the Bravestarr music play in your mind) have come to take over.
The whole event - held at Gallagher Estate - was more like a Hollywood glamour party than the launch of a crime unit. There was saxophone music, martini glasses filled with curious yellow liquid, cheese and strawberries skewered through pineapples, a little jazz band (made up of police officers), orange roses, a dim ballroom, top brass cops in mafia-style Fedora hats, heart-shaped waffles and an endless supply of cheesy metaphors. In fact, when we stood for the national anthem I was quite relieved because it let the feast of promises (about how the Hawks were going to clean up South Africa) sink to the bottom of my stomach.
But what really made me angry was the worshiping that went on around our Minister of Police, Nathi Mthethwa. He was like one of those cult leaders with dreamy-eyed followers flocking to shake his hand, touch him or hear a few words of wisdom. (From a man who says things like: "Some of this knowledge and experience can only be acquired through concerted and focused knowledge.") Anyway, he may as well have been handing out autographs. Once everyone was seated in the ballroom, the MC asked everyone to stand so Mthethwa (and his cling-ons) could snake their way to the main table. I waited for the room to take a long bow, but luckily that didn't happen. The whole thing smacked of the monarchy and I, in my own little protest, stayed seated and continued to tap away at the keyboard of my computer.
But enough about that. Here's a list of my favourite quotes from the function, uttered by various fearless leaders:
"The Hawks will keep their eye on the ball and we are determined to track you (the criminal) down," the new Hawks boss.
"The unit must zoom into syndicates from afar and destroy their evil networks," the minister.
"To seek, to find and to succeed," the Hawks' motto.
I just wonder if, when the new unit heads out on a raid, they'll shout things like: "Eyes of the hawk... hawk... hawk. Strength of the bear... bear... bear. Speed of a brand new Jeep we took away from those Scorpions... Scorpions... Scorpions."