Professor Steven Friedman, sir, I write in response to your blog entitled “Eskom, Zuma and some people’s nightmares“. As a white South African, I am greatly disturbed by you (a professor) casually calling disgruntled white South Africans “racists”. Please allow me a little story to illustrate part of my point: I once met a lovely […]
Tony Grant
Tony Grant is a salesman from Jo'burg; he used to be a well-respected surfer. Anyway, he's decided to ask some big, and some small, questions of varying nature, and he's using this blog site to do so. One of his most talked-about attributes is that women can't keep their hands off him. He doesn't have any other talents ... that he can remember.
Angie and the last straw: a young lady’s resolution
For Jazz-Anne, The moonlight was comming through the curtains as bright as it ever could. She regularly tossed her body from one side to the other. The bed was sickeningly warm, and so she also continuousely swept her legs and toes under the sheet, from the one side to the other, to find the cold […]
Lucifer’s horror story
I love my dog. Her name is Lucifer; I call her Loolies for short. Every morning I get up naked and shout out the window: “Lucifer! Stop crapping on the grass!” It’s guaranteed to freak the Catholic neighbours out. Loolies and I are a lucky couple to be living in this, one of the older […]
White man’s blues
Mr Vincent Maher: Sir, this letter is my response to your blog entitled “Thought Leader and racial/ gender representation“. The first trick in the book (as far as I understand) is that you’ve got to have something to say, and that I personally believe is what you’ve been overlooking when you ask: “Do you perceive […]
Escape from the Marquee
This letter, I’m afraid, is something of a kiss and tell, and I would imagine, for adults only. It’s about when my ex-girlfriend and I briefly infiltrated Jo’burg’s swinging community. “Swinging” is described as “lively, exciting, and fashionable” … and “sexually liberated” in my Compact Oxford English Dictionary, but what it really comes down to […]
The corners of her eyes
This weekend I had two windows broken in my house. The first was a braaiing accident when, after a couple of toots, I stumbled with a plastic chair in my hands and two of the chair legs went through a glass pane. The second breakage was an act of God when we had some strong […]
A violent youth
Slap-bang in the middle of the month that hosts the 16 Days of Activism against Women and Child Abuse, and boy, oh, boy, have I just got a mother of a story to tell you. I am nearly 40 years old. I am white, male and South African. I have lived in this country most […]