
Poignant humility of the Afrikaner
Yes, I am from the Class of ’76, which hurled stones at police patrols in protest against the introduction of Afrikaans as a medium of instruction at black schools.
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Yes, I am from the Class of ’76, which hurled stones at police patrols in protest against the introduction of Afrikaans as a medium of instruction at black schools.
We had our doubts — we, the black middle class — when the likes of Julius Malema carried Jacob Zuma shoulder-high on that fateful summer of the year 2007.
Incoming ANC secretary-general, Ace Magashule, is well-documented as an uncompromising Jacob Zuma apologist.
I have, in my humble cabinet of collectables, a business card given to me by former Nationalist Police Minister, Adriaan Vlok (79).
The uptick in violent attacks on often elderly farmers begs the question: how do black people view the whole tragedy?
Let me start by declaring this particular column has nothing to do with politics.
My very own late dad was a Kleinfontein Farm School principal, outside the ol’ western Transvaal tobacco farmlands of Brits.
There was this simmering mistrust between black and white journalists in years gone by.
We all tend to take for granted the fairly healthy race relations of present-day South Africa.
Die Pos 13 April 2018