Land Expropriation is a thing we have to deal with in this New South Africa. It’s easy to slip into fear and be alarmist, but it’s a thing we have to deal with. It will slip into a race issue and will be about past sins, dignity, restoration, punishment and our generation is going to engage as avatars of our ancestors and forefathers.   BUT There is another conversation, based in sanity that…

Love is a word, it’s a verb, it’s a noun, It inspires and scares, resounds up and down, It tickles the fancy, It draws up the fears, It wakes up the dead, and quenches the years,

Reduces grown men to tears, women to sigh, Children will learn, but til then wonder why, It bonds up a family, makes friends, It’s the glue, If untended for, anger, hate, pain will ensue,

Powerful beyond…

This is a pre-wedding-date-;-wedding-date-intervention Guess what. I’m getting married in Greece. Anabela and the boys are joining me. I will be getting married, and they’re part and parcel. I would love to have you there, but Anabela didn’t even know this was happening… Now… Like This. Don’t worry, the conversations have been happening – but I don’t have time for a site… And I’m in a heap of…

  Yesterday was a day of empowerment! As a white male South African, I represent so much ugliness to people who have been affected by white oppression. I acknowledge that. I will fight for what I believe in. I will raise my nothing voice and contribute. Why? Because I have a label of privilege, let me use it. Because I am white, let me use it. Because I am a minority, I have to use it. Not for…