They made Her sit on the floor on a dirty carpet in the middle of the room, draped around her shoulders was a checkered blanket with tassels at the end, the one reserved for mourning and shame. They sat in 2 semi circles, one half her family, one half his family and all of them justified...
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Making Of The Modern Man
Good Morning Thursday morning, 13 February 2003, roundabout… 8am. My mother has this tendency of telling me things I need to do that day, while I’m sleeping and, of course, the chances of me remembering these are very slim. So she continues to do exactly that, but all I can hear is mumbling. I’m trying...
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Ngakabae: The Culling
Subsequent to completing my initiation to become Ngaka ya Setšo, I assumed that life would soon return to the way I had left it. An expectation I also had, was that the relationships which took many years to cultivate would remain unchanged. Eisan, I was fooled by the fallacy of time, completely delusional in my...
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I Met the Modern Man …
I met the Modern Man at a funeral today. He was a father crying for his daughter’s death, but as an A-student of the well-taught adage that men don’t cry, his tears spilled from his heart, not his eyes. His wife, too weak and pained to do anything, was sitting on the floor, head bowed...
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Transformation — the proverbial workhorses have bolted
I spent an entire weekend writing and deleting and repeating the process, trying to find the most diplomatic way to put these words together. But then I thought, “But that’s exactly the problem, isn’t it?” Isn’t it strange that we’re asking this question when the proverbial workhorses have bolted? That we have had to wait...
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Nairobi Nights: Are You Satisfied?
At the face of all I need from a client is money. The cash lifts my spirits, but leaves me with some sort of emptiness when not coupled with a sense of satisfaction. The contentment I speak of is both sexual and psychological. I am used to living without the sexual pleasure. Sometimes despite giving...
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Boy Friends …
As much as I love my girls, I have always maintained a healthy circle of guy friends. I have been one of the boys from those days or ridding our bicycles to the clubhouse and basketball courts in Country view. I used to roller blade with the boys (bruises and all), attend rap battles, freestyle...
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Ahmed Kathrada – Then and Now (Documetary)
Ahmed Kathrada passed away in his sleep early this morning – bringing an end to a life fully lived. The ANC stalwart died at the age of 87. Today POWER remembers Kathrada – with a documentary – THEN AND NOW. “When Walter died I lost a father and now I have lost a brother my life...
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Mixing Bodies and Cultures: Love, Race and Prejudice
When it comes to marriage, I jumped off the cliff, I married a white woman. Not only did I marry a white woman, I also married beyond my intellectual station. When we met she was a PhD student and senior lecturer. At the time, I was an old-age student still only doing my undergraduate. Later,...
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Netflix: The Monster That’s Eating Hollywood
Tara Flynn, a rising star at a TV production unit of 21st Century Fox, walked into her boss’s office last August and told him she was quitting and joining streaming-video giant Netflix Inc. The news was not well-received. “Netflix is public enemy No. 1,” said Bert Salke, the head of Fox 21 Television Studios, where...