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archives keep it real (for now)
When one is a bit of a glitching, potentially unstable version of a person, it’s handy to have access to a sort of… backup folder (forgive me) that can restore some vital data to your, er… programme (why won’t this metaphor end?) that will help stabilise or at least improve the functionality of whatever the…
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Unexpected Stuff From Strangers’ Mouths: Complicit Racism On a Visit Home
There must be something about my face. People want to talk to it. My sister’s been told she has resting bitch face, and I seem to project a benign resting Labrador face. My face and I are quite fond of minding our own business (quite unlike the aforementioned sister, who once joined a passing police…
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Touched By a Racist (or: Norway, come ON!)
My friend was eyeballs-deep in his phone when his surgeon arrived to check on his progress after his tonsil-removal surgery. The location was a small, private facility in West Oslo, surrounded upmarket department stores and chain coffee shops, while the office itself seemed a little worse-for-wear inside. Oslo seems reluctant to give up its rain…
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Quick Update (and *poof!* explosion)
Updates on the madness in Harfield Village (for those interested): 1. Most of us who were pleading for the eradication of racial profiling & for less viciousness among community members were booted from the Harfield Village Association page on Facebook, after there was an enormous outcry against all the sneaky racism finding its way to…
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This is interesting
On Wednesday night, while I celebrated the return of a friend to Cape Town from the wondrous and exciting world that I presume Joburg to be, I received my first alert on my “phone” (or rather, alleged phone. It’s a Blackberry with the battery life of about 20 minutes & the functionality of a digital…
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Harfield, I’m out.
Hypothetical scenario. You have a dilemma. You live in a neighbourhood which you sort of enjoy (mostly because of the high ratio of bars to residents). It’s built on lies and bad history (aren’t they all?) and you want to make a change. Change the legacy, make a bit of a dent in the future you…
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This Is My New Home
When the woman walked into the cafe, she seemed to bring with her an Autumn calm, a burgundy-coloured cosiness that made me almost look behind her to see if a trail of petals & leaves followed as she sat down at my table. We were there to talk business. She wore a flowing skirt, a…
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Welcome to Your Heritage. Don’t Forget Your Dancing Shoes.
I took a trip in time yesterday. It wasn’t my usual Saturday afternoon routine (if lying on my couch considering the hard choice between a wine or a workout can be called a routine). I was invited to attend a rare event, and one which so happily coincided with an interest I’ve recently taken in…
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