The Scuffle Continues

 Dear Fellow South Africans  I have a cynical friend. He said recently that our election results were the equivalent of the Romans voting th...

 Dear Fellow South Africans  How's that for a perfect metaphor?  We vote. The lights go out. On the subject of darkness, we really ought...

 Apologies to Sir Henry Newbolt There's a breathless hush in the hall to-night Ten to make and the wards to win A rock-hard chair and a ...

Dear Fellow South Africans  I was paging through the Good Book  today (being Sunday). I came across advice about not casting pearls before s...

 Dear Mr Mabuza I agree with you. Things are not functioning.  Your tweet: "We recognise that we have made mistakes and things are not ...

Dear Mr Mantashe  Ever since you uttered the words below, I have hung onto your every word with the hunger of one who yearns for wisdom, kno...

Dear Mr Lesufi I, too, will never apologize to racists.  In fact, I spent this very morning looking for racists not to apologize to. A fruit...