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Goodbye Citi Golf…

The announcement by VW that they are going to discontinue the iconic Citi Golf range left me all warm and fuzzy inside and took me down memory lane. Getting my first car, which was a 1.6i indigo blue Citi Life with massive wheels, stunning rims and dropped suspension, was a bit like falling in love…

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The war of the newspapers?

I have been meaning to put this down for a while but kept procrastinating until yesterday afternoon, when I again drove past that billboard on the M1 South that reads “We’re ahead of the times”. Now normally I would not give a rat’s you know what at such an advertisement, except this one is courtesy…

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Chilli-M should not be made the sacrificial lamb

It was so bizarre that I thought it was April 1 when I heard popular Yfm DJ Chilli-M breaking down on air over a faux pas with a married couple that won some competition. The conversation went on more or less as follows … “Anyway, it’s fine, it’s easy for you guys to speak, but…

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Of machine-gun summoners and rugby-playing ‘killers’

I would normally give you a glimpse of my working-class-like life, and paint you a picture of my bus ride this morning and the catalyst for my tirade that is about to follow. I would tell you about some DJ called Majota Khambule (aka Phat Joe) who, after hearing a story about a young man…

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On the affirmation of Sim Tshabalala and beef!

The appointment last week of Soweto-born Simpiwe Tshabalala as the chief executive of Standard Bank’s local operations is a fabulous move indeed. I have personally always admired Tshabalala and even more so after reading a piece about him yesterday. It turns out Tshabalala went to a Catholic school called Marist Brothers and has his hard-working…

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Race relations: It’s about human rights, silly!

It was in his 2000 State of the Nation address that President Thabo Mbeki — after reading an email by a white engineer that had at the core of its message the many ways black South African rulers had messed up the country, presumably for the previously advantaged minority — quoted Bertold Brecht, mainly, to…

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The great Kaizer Chiefs tragedy: No more Jabu Pules

So there I was watching SuperSport the other night and having to stomach another drawn result by Kaizer Chiefs — another one among so many that I have lost count! I was just about ready to curse my way out of the lounge and make my way to the bedroom when I decided to hang…

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