scribbles & t'ings
What are these other cute little things? Well, we all know that black men are beasts. Mainly created by whites. But sometimes of our own creation. We break hearts. We neglect our offsprings. We are drunkards. We are cowards – we forever proclaim our god-given right to head households yet we are yet to take back…
There’s another moment from last night’s reading of “Pope Chronicles: The Ministry of Deputy Boyfriends” that is kind enough to rescue me from washing the dishes, and Moonchild Sanelly’s “Rabulapha!” album guides me here. I have before described her music as kwaito. I will tell you why. I am very much sympathetic to the reading…
“I baptize you with water. But one who is more powerful than I will come, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize you with…fire.” ~ Luke 3:16 I can only understand through music. Today I held this gem (pictured) for the first time in my hand – I…
Great literature not only captivates but also allows us to go off on a tangent; it acts as a worthy launching pad to our own thoughts and ideas. None is worthier than Ace Moloi’s and Thato Rossouw’s beautiful dance on the latter’s essay, “FIVE FUCKS OR LESS: On Jacob Zuma And Learning How Not To…