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I don't feel part of this country. It's for the whites and the darkies. And then they still want the Western Cape as well They are often racist towards me. The problem is Coloureds don't stick together, they think they can pick on us, because we don't stand together...
Johannesburg, 14 October: The recent Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Intersex, Asexual, Queer (LGBTIAQ) marches held across Gauteng that culminated in Pride Month came at a contentious and opportune time, considering the recent, somewhat more explicit...
The morning of our father's 82nd birthday dawned with the news of Chris's death. We had known for some time that he was desperately ill and so had already booked a flight to France to go and visit him – ironically the flight was due to leave that very evening. Chris...
An excerpt from Fanon's classic work the Wretched of the Earth. by Frantz Fanon Come, then, comrades; it would be as well to decide at once to change our ways. We must shake off the heavy darkness in which we were plunged, and leave it behind. The new day which is...
At a time when people's trust in the body politic is eroding fast, Public Protector Thuli Madonsela has emerged as a national heroine, almost universally revered for her refusal to bow to political pressure and a dedication to her office that few can emulate. Even in...
Our initial horror and outrage does not subside but deepens. Evidence is emerging of a web of possible vengeance and extra-judicial executions. These point to a scenario as sinister and chilling as anything from our horrific colonial-apartheid history. Our gut...
Syria's tragedy began 10 years before she was born. Her parents were driven from their home in Haifa – in that part of Palestine that became Israel – and fled to Lebanon in 1948, then to Syria in 1982. "God bless his soul, our Dad called me Syria and another sister he...
Alexander Cockburn, one of my journalistic and literary heroes passed away yesterday, after a prolonged battle with cancer. Cockburn's acidic criticism, flourishing prose and general contempt for all that was orthodox, safe and banal, made him one of the greatest...
May 4, 2012 is a day that I shall not forget. Early in the morning, I heard that my trade union comrade and friend, Olaitan Oyerinde, had been killed. He was shot four times in his home, in front of his wife, about an hour after midnight. Lintin, as some of us used to...