Lifestyle

Following my post several weeks ago arguing for atheism and against gods and religion of all kinds, much debate has ensued. At some stage, I will try to summarise the main points in a new post. However, you might like to check out the intense discussion in the comments of the original piece: Why atheists […]

If I were at home at this moment, there is no question that I would be the angriest man in Grahamstown. But I’m not. I’m in Port Elizabeth, which Idols judge Gareth Cliff recently described as the armpit of South Africa. I don’t care much for Gareth, but in this case he has a point. […]

This past weekend was both the Johannesburg party person’s dream and nightmare: so much to pick from and so little time. The Arts Alive programme was out in full swing, there was DJ Kenzhero’s monthly Party People session, there was the annual Soweto beach party … I could go on but then this post would […]

I was at the Rocking the Daisies festival in Darling this past weekend, and I couldn’t help noticing how many men in stupid hats were strolling around without any semblance of shame. Tell me, menfolk of South Africa, is this some kind of latent desire that only creeps out in places of loud music and […]

Where else but in South Africa can one have all the benefits of First World living, with the equivalent of slave labour to clean up after us? If this sounds like either an oversimplification or merely a provocation, think again. Having recently travelled down to Port Elizabeth — perhaps the most awful city in the […]

Every family has its black sheep — in ours it’s my brother Darryl. While I was studying, getting degrees and following a healthy lifestyle, this lunatic went out and became the family success story! I mean, what is the point of killing yourself following traditional Western recipes for success if your own brother turns on […]

Race is not a subject that South Africans talk about easily and readily, and I think that this particularly the case with white South Africans. The other day I was presenting a lecture on race at what used to be known as Pentech but now is known as the Bellville campus of the Cape Peninsula […]

The death of a King Edwards Secondary School (Kes) pupil brought memories of my childhood flooding back — Highlands North Boys’ High School, 1973-1978 Living in Highlands North, Johannesburg, in the Seventies meant apartheid, isolation and racism, but it also meant no fear of crime, freedom to roam the streets on your bike and girls. […]

Being overweight is a strange disposition. I doubt that thin people have as much to worry about as us, their thicker cousins, when it comes to day-to-day “normal” living. I was outside smoking by myself the other day and got to thinking about the year-end functions on which we are about to embark in the […]

I am not officially part of the mainstream party crowd! This revelation comes after being told that I was the “insider ” on all underground happenings around Jozi. Underground, I suppose, is all that happens in Newtown and downtown Jozi, where your typical (this here is subjective) party people don’t usually find themselves. You know, […]