If one has no scars, one becomes blind to the plight of the rest of the people in our world. If one bears scars, as a heavy burden, one risks to identify with only the wounded of our world. If one hides one’s scars, will time have to remind one, repeatedly of the learning and… Read more
Swinging. The delight of my child, dappled sun on my knees A home is built by my dad for his sons of wood high up in the trees. Sunlighting the innocent child, in cool cotton, fair hair in the breeze. This day will never end, the city so distant, closer to home are the mountains,… Read more
Have the Clocks gone forward? or Have the Clocks gone backward? or Do we just get this thing backwards, time after time? … is it Winter over there, and is it Summer over here Why does my skin burn, while my heart freezes over … is it too late to take my calls for these… Read more
Musical Freedom and the Chains of Torture Cap in hand to the invisible men in control. Cap doffing consumers to the insatiable market forces of Capitalism. Freedom of choice to partake in it all. Mental enslavement to the Sugar & Spice and System of acquiring stuff. Free pills from the Clinic or for a minimal… Read more
Township Chic – Breaking Bread, not a Birthday – Boy Scout Knots – Cowboy in Khayelitsha – Views on The World I shared his birthday with Qaba Mbola. I spent the weekend in Khayelitsha, Cape Town. Scrapping and scraping coins together we went to buy the ingredients for our traditional sharing ritual… Coffee! Walking to… Read more
History of Heroes, Quotes and Books I have read Long Walk to Freedom, which speaks of building black African nationalism, and this land. I am reading Vorster – The Man, which speaks of building white Afrikaner nationalism, and this land. I am reading Frontiers – The Epic of South Africa’s Creation and The Tragedy of… Read more
The Crazy Concept of Landownership – Us Whitey’s as Colonisers – The United Kingdom – Vegetables in Leadership of this Country or Vegetables planted in the Soil of this Land?
Activist Mhlobo Gunguluzu, Memorial Service in Guguletu – Jolling to Juluka – The Only White Man on the Bus TEXT INTRO Cape Town… on the slopes and in the shadows of Table Mountain… Hoerikwiggo… People come here. For uncountable millennia. Hunters. Gatherers. Fisher Folk. For Centuries. Traders of Spice. Conquestadors. Colonisers. For issues of Colour…. Read more
You voice your truth. The truth is an offence but not a sin. People choose their truths and cling onto them for their own sanity and their own survival. People learn to sacrifice their leadership for subservience, their personal strength for support and strengthening others, their skills for a salary. These are a compromise of… Read more
Tranported to Gugs – Hitch-Hiking to an Activists Memorial Service in Guguletu – White Privilege Yup! In the land of my birth the Transport gone Tits Up! Today I need transport to Guguletu * to attend a Memorial Service. “Gugs” is a black township on the outskirts of Cape Town, alias “The Mother City.” Direct… Read more