Hm, April Fool's Day vs. Bachelor Party? Tough choice. And while many people see both of those in different more positive ways and brett fish anderson as a big giant killjoy at times cos you know, my heart and intention has always been to stop people having fun as much as possible... i see them both a little differently. Some of this will be stuck record stuff to some of you, but let's face it [...]
PART I: The Picture Yes, the race conversation is still going on #ThereIsMuchWorkToBeDone And while most of you will likely have missed the back and forth banter between myself and two Facebook friends which was overspill of the Black Jesus Last Supper Depiction the last few days, i felt this needed to go here because there is some incredibly helpful stuff here. But firstly let me acknowledge Alix Beaujour as the artist behind that amazing picture [...]
i blame Duncan! Best friends since High School... we'll see after Sunday... Which, if you didn't know by now is the Argus Cycle Tour. i know, i know, it's not officially sponsored by the Argus newspaper or called The Argus any more but for anyone who has done more than three of them, it's The Argus. Until we die. Which may be Sunday... although hopefully not. And i've done 16 of them i think. It [...]
EXHIBIT A i was driving to go and pick up my new temporary phone yesterday. And it happened. Far left lane backed up with people heading to town. Middle lane flowing fairly quickly and i was in the right lane as i was heading straight to Salt River. Two cars zooming along middle lane and at last second indicate left and push in to backed up traffic. Because entitlement. Something is saying to those two [...]
i stopped to fill up my car with petrol today and got really mad and jumped on to my phone and wrote this as my Facebook status: Disclaimer: this post will not have the amount of swearing i feel it deserves. Caltex, Main Road, Diep River, know that i am gunning for you. How DARE you have petrol attendants working for you who have to change their isiXhosa names for English names because their names [...]
The other day i asked a simple question in a Race Engagement group i belong to on Facebook, believing it was a safe place. i actually had typed out my question as a status and then decided last second to move it to the group cos it would probably be more appropriate there. The first person who responded made me feel like an idiot for asking the question and challenged my sincerity in asking it. [...]
Communication is one of those things that can be tough even when everyone is doing it well. But let's face it, some people do not do it so well. And tend not to notice it. i thought today maybe we can help them notice it. Warning though - there may be a moment when the person noticing it needs to be you... or me. There will be an invitation at the end to add your [...]
i am almost finished reading 'Country of my Skull' by Antjie Krog and it has been punching me relentlessly in the gut. This passage from chapter 20 titled 'Mother faces the Nation' contains one of my particular angry spots when it comes to lazy South Africans: To the right of the Commissioners, a phalanx of mostly white lawyers - representing victims and perpetrators - is building up. 'I represent the family of Lolo Sono,' says [...]
All lives matter? True. i thought we had gotten to a point where we didn't need to have this conversation again. But after explaining it on two or three different conversations threads this week i figured i would give it another go - some people are still catching on to this one. And i get it - it is quite subtle and nuanced and until you get it, you don't get it... so we need [...]
i considered titling this post "Seven years a slave" for the clickbait effect, but didn't for two reasons: [1] That would be horribly offensive to slaves and slavery and the ongoing pseudo-slavery that still happens in many places around the world. [2] That would be horribly offensive to marriage and married people. And especially tbV [the beautiful Val]. People who make jokes or digs or insinuations about marriage being like slavery or a prison sentence [...]
