Do Black Lives Matter?

“That justice is blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are wise: Her bandage hides two festering sores That once perhaps were eyes.” – Langston Hughes Do you know what it feels like? It feels like it’s all been too much and I am tired. Daily we talk of death, of illness, ofContinue reading “Do Black Lives Matter?”

Everyday Racism: The “Good Guy” aka the benevolent racist

Let’s preface this blog with a disclaimer; I love creating villains. To create a villain is to bask in the ideology that I am right and that I have been wronged. It truly is a beautiful space where absolutely no thinking occurs, and I can spend the currency of my intellect picking dirt from underContinue reading “Everyday Racism: The “Good Guy” aka the benevolent racist”

I think you’re pretty (ugly)

Husband is somewhere along the west coast of our African motherland and I find myself looking at his profile picture as we chat during what has become a ritualist nightly call. He has stolen my picture for his own and it features the two of us smiling stupid happy holiday smiles, you know the kind.Continue reading “I think you’re pretty (ugly)”

Talking to White People About Curry

Two things. One, this is a rant, its prone to be a bit snarky and sarcastic and boy am I going to over-exaggerate. And two, I get it, seriously I do. Even as someone who did not grow up eating curry, I can still appreciate the flavour and how the smell of a curry isContinue reading “Talking to White People About Curry”

Why I am (still) writing about race

We’re almost a month into a new year, we’re a quarter of a century into our democracy and it’s been two weeks since my last chocolate. I remember when I started this blog, my very first post dealt with race and even though I’ve covered a vast and maddening array of topics since, it seemsContinue reading “Why I am (still) writing about race”

The curse of the Charou and the “civilised” blacks

A weird thing happened to me when I moved out of my hometown a few years ago; my perspective changed. Also, it was the first time in my life where I lived in a neighbourhood where almost no one looked like me. Well if I’m being honest, it was the first time I lived inContinue reading “The curse of the Charou and the “civilised” blacks”

What if I was born white?

There are things we don’t say, there are things we are too scared to talk about. We tip toe around sensitive topics because we don’t want people to feel bad. Hey Mr White Man, I know you didn’t earn everything you have in your life but don’t think I’m trying to make you feel badContinue reading “What if I was born white?”

What if White people were criminals too?

Now before you think I’m throwing stones, let me first remind you that I do live in a proverbial glass house here, I too have deeply ingrained prejudice that is at times very difficult to shake, so I write this now more to explore my own thoughts than anything else. But before I get aheadContinue reading “What if White people were criminals too?”

1991: The first Black children are allowed into White schools

I want to say that the 90’s was a weird period in time, but to use the word “weird” to describe South Africa during the 90’s seems insipid and trivial. Of course, to describe myself and my experiences during the that decade, insipid and trivial hits the nail on the head. So, let’s go withContinue reading “1991: The first Black children are allowed into White schools”

Diversity? I think not

We are sitting around the table when a colleague makes a remark about how diverse we are as a group and how this is indicative of how far we have come as a country. I go from calm to fire breathing dragon in a matter of seconds. I’m not sure why I reacted the wayContinue reading “Diversity? I think not”