tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74709253857084688772024-03-13T22:11:51.098+02:00TalivisionTalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-44969514140274220982011-06-23T12:50:00.001+02:002011-06-23T12:52:09.763+02:00Book review: When God was a Rabbit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSU8R9tmDs-lIdjR4yWP-j_vOqxM12nxC1zmIVCk2cup2qGFNOPunKCreHWQHfbCvbXpxJkpo44jO3YZBL0bc0cQbV4082Gl0wScVVkR4G9YwKFVCFtwLFxvM_yhaUMWOmzBc71TCwAUIK/s1600/when-god-was-a-rabbit-jacket-cover.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" i$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSU8R9tmDs-lIdjR4yWP-j_vOqxM12nxC1zmIVCk2cup2qGFNOPunKCreHWQHfbCvbXpxJkpo44jO3YZBL0bc0cQbV4082Gl0wScVVkR4G9YwKFVCFtwLFxvM_yhaUMWOmzBc71TCwAUIK/s320/when-god-was-a-rabbit-jacket-cover.gif" width="225" /></a></div><br />
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<strong>It is the title of this book that grabs your attention, and conveys the quirky innocence and ethereal energy of this tale. </strong><br />
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It is these qualities that are the best aspects of When God was a Rabbit. The writing is especially beautiful, unique and enjoyable within and of itself.<br />
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But here in lies the problem. It is almost as if Sarah Winman wrote this book so that she could write, not because she had a story to tell. The book is one long ‘series of unfortunate events’ that seem to be written into the narrative only so that the author could explore her writing talent. Events and characters are beautifully described, but they seem to pile up and multiply just so that there is some kind of vague narrative and shell in which to place Winman’s beautiful words.<br />
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Indeed, one of the crucial moments of the book is mentioned in a short sentence and is never fully explained, leaving me frustrated at why Winman chose that event on which to craft her story. Other moments and characters also appear out of nowhere, then suddenly become important, and are more ‘hooks’ to hang the story on.<br />
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But despite all this, the book is still an enjoyable read that I recommend. It is a winding tale of growing up, and certainly explores ‘love in all its forms.’ Its best aspect is the writing itself, as well as a wonderful exploration on the nature of childhood. Winman manages to convey the concoction of innocence, fear, confusion and joy of being a child, which provides a powerful perspective of the world. <br />
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The book tells the story of Elly as she grows up, and her relationships with family and friends. A theme of ‘lost and found’ prevails, as Elly experiences both love and loss in her life and relationships. Her brother Joe, her best friend Jenny Penny, and her rabbit, called ‘god’, are colourful characters that provide the most weight and importance to the story. The book is divided into two parts – childhood and adulthood, which also gives it a little more structure. <br />
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The humour, intelligence, pain and learning reflected in the childhood narrative makes it the better half. It conveys so much about the innocence and intelligence of children, which I feel is the most important aspect of the book. Once we understand our childhood selves, we can look towards the future. Only where we know where we have come from can we know where we are going.Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-6357588461176167982011-05-25T12:35:00.000+02:002011-05-25T12:35:02.433+02:00Ten reasons to love winter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo6kRx-gtnkt-5Q-lTCX5lzw6KIAYcjGoVfK1tVutRGM_j9HxOhvThB7sX0QKNTeEscJhGOLkE6o354fAr05zrCDsOJXfO4iJvIZ-RPt4HHRD-BqcgXyw8lJvkB2quXKLBSfOzf5J4DO59/s1600/rose_thorns_ii_by_fhrankee-d3g6a31_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo6kRx-gtnkt-5Q-lTCX5lzw6KIAYcjGoVfK1tVutRGM_j9HxOhvThB7sX0QKNTeEscJhGOLkE6o354fAr05zrCDsOJXfO4iJvIZ-RPt4HHRD-BqcgXyw8lJvkB2quXKLBSfOzf5J4DO59/s320/rose_thorns_ii_by_fhrankee-d3g6a31_large.jpg" t8="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Every year I look forward to winter, but when it arrives I hate it! Getting up in the dark is the worst. But I do know winter can also be a time of revitalization, and I just need to remind myself why I love it. So here are reasons to love winter…</div><br />
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2. Lighting a fire (Love our fireplace!).<br />
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3. Walks in the park, enjoying the autumn leaves and the fresh air.<br />
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4. Walks on the beach, with the waves crashing.<br />
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6. Soups, stews and lovely warm meals.<br />
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8. Lots of bubble baths.<br />
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10. Staying indoors, spending quality time with those I love <3 <br />
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Images from <a href="http://weheartit.com/">We Heart It </a>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-62539121188676640362011-05-23T12:32:00.000+02:002011-05-23T12:32:52.536+02:00Book review: To the End of the Land<strong></strong> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2RRayO35p5S-ig1qfwn-SLVElzs5S1ndtRmSOAe5r4Z9G-Ql8zIKuw4PmdMT15bCsszC6QMkCALWs6uYYxd0ngvCHUB8oVe_qy0-4XLVUnxPKR84YqmbfQ-X7-14-vLxujKqtyvAvcoz/s1600/To-the-end-of-this-land.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW2RRayO35p5S-ig1qfwn-SLVElzs5S1ndtRmSOAe5r4Z9G-Ql8zIKuw4PmdMT15bCsszC6QMkCALWs6uYYxd0ngvCHUB8oVe_qy0-4XLVUnxPKR84YqmbfQ-X7-14-vLxujKqtyvAvcoz/s320/To-the-end-of-this-land.jpg" width="216" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><strong>What does war mean, really? Renowned Israeli author David Grossman cuts to the core of what conflict really means for people; and delivers a universal, searing and powerful anti-war novel like no other.</strong><br />
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Despite it being set in Israel, Grossman’s story could apply to any individual, family or nation that experiences the daily reality of conflict, war or terrorism. And at the same time, it is a searing study of his own society - of a country and its peoples who carry the traumas, dreams and fears of their nations, and who have to deal with the conflict reaching into the core of their lives. Portraying both a universal story and yet one that is so particular to Israel is just the first of one of Grossman’s many achievements in this novel. <br />
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<em>To the End of the Land</em> tells the story of Ora, whose son Ofer decides to return to the army instead of hiking with her in the north of the country, which was supposed to be their celebration to mark the end of his military service. Ora has a deep and instinctive fear that Ofer will die in this new operation, and spontaneously decides to go on the hike and avoid all forms of communication. She feels that if she runs away, the 'informers' will not be able to tell her if Ofer dies, and that he therefore cannot die.<br />
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Ora invites her old friend Avram to join her on the hike. If anything, Avram epitomises the story – a genius and true lover of life; he was captured as a POW, tortured and left for dead by the Egyptians in the 1973 Yom Kippur War, and is now a shadow of a human being. He symbolises the true horror of war – how it destroys love, family and the body and soul of a human being. <br />
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As they hike, Ora delves into the past, her history with Avram and her husband Ilan, and her sons, Ofer and Adam. The love triangle between Avram, Ilan and Ora, and the sons that were conceived by each man, create a powerful narrative. But it is Ora’s description of the minutiae of family life (as if saying it all will render her sons alive and safe) that is the true genius of this story. Grossman portrays family life in the most fascinating, painstaking and realistic narrative, following his theory of how the world doesn’t change in government halls and offices, but rather in the homes and interactions of families. And as Grossman builds and creates the intricate portrait of this family, he demonstrates how war and conflict can destroy it all – how it can invade and break down our most intimate spaces and what is most precious to us. This is the true tragedy of war, and it is what makes this novel a poignant, powerful and painful portrayal of war – and a classic anti-war novel that will stand the test of time.<br />
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The importance of land in the book is also a theme of incredible importance, as the land almost takes on a personable role as a character in the story. Indeed, as land is the central facet of the Israeli-Palestinian conflict and of so many other wars, its central role in the story highlights what a powerful place it holds in these narratives - but also how it is something separate, that should not govern human behaviour or choices.<br />
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Finally, the fact that Grossman’s son, Uri, was killed in the second Lebanon war at the time of writing this book gives the story an even more searing reality – as if that pain is woven between the words on the page. It is this tragedy that delivers the heart of Grossman’s message – that war destroys people, family, individuals and the very inner light of human beings. It is this message that will make <em>To the End of the Land</em> a classic piece of literature that could (hopefully) change the way we see war in the future. <br />
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Read more about the book and Grossman here: <a href="http://nyr.kr/aWEWqR">http://nyr.kr/aWEWqR</a>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-45754835516687939252011-04-19T12:06:00.000+02:002011-04-19T12:06:45.895+02:00To market....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOgcesb9NvuRmF_oEFMjvtbNaSY-Aw5PIG2HyJINw3xOq_vFZefDH4Kql3-bqgS8I7UqQJfWPPT5kTDC0XcxWkreLgWdr9_UhhZCOwxkW902ETX9IvalUAUTY0mRVkEGsGR35SyaIhVcVE/s1600/IMG00460-20110416-1319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOgcesb9NvuRmF_oEFMjvtbNaSY-Aw5PIG2HyJINw3xOq_vFZefDH4Kql3-bqgS8I7UqQJfWPPT5kTDC0XcxWkreLgWdr9_UhhZCOwxkW902ETX9IvalUAUTY0mRVkEGsGR35SyaIhVcVE/s320/IMG00460-20110416-1319.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
I've been going through a market phase lately, trying to make the most of the last few summer weekends when you want to be outdoors... plus I just love markets! We went to the one at Century City (pretty good) and the Tokai market (highly recommended - it's lovely!) so I was thrilled to see that the new City Bowl Market on Hope was opening on Saturday 16 April, which was just down the road from me! <br />
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It definitely lived up to expectations. The hall has the character and atmosphere that every market needs, and the selection of food, crafts and fresh produce were perfect. We walked around and were spoilt for choice for lunch. I landed up going for an incredible butternut, gorgonzola and lentil lasagne that was simply delicious!<br />
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We ate upstairs on a balcony where a bar was set up, overlooking the market below. We then walked around and I bought this gorgeous wooden heart necklace, sweet cactus and fresh fruit and avocados (grapes, avos, pomegranates and pretty much everything else were only R5!)<br />
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If I had any points for improvement they would be firstly the seating - although I loved the look of the tables and hay bales, the hay was difficult to sit on, especially as I was wearing a dress! Also, more outdoor area would be great. Lastly, as someone who tries to eat sugar-free/wheat-free, it would be great to have some sugar-free baked goods - but that's just my personal preference!<br />
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All in all, I'm so excited about this market. It was busy without being overcrowded, is so convenient and had a great selection of market goods to allow me to enjoy a market for many more weekends to come! And with winter arriving soon, the indoor aspect is certainly a plus. I predict it becoming hugely popular with Capetonians in the months ahead!<br />
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Unfortunately, I only took a few photos with my BlackBerry - they certainly don't do the market justice! <br />
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<i><span class="fsm">The City Bowl Market on Hope is open every Saturday from 9am - 2pm at 14 Hope Street, Gardens.</span></i><br />
<i>Visit <a href="http://www.citybowlmarket.co.za/">www.citybowlmarket.co.za</a></i><br />
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<strong>From Macbeth to <em>Lord of the Flies</em>, writers over the ages have examined the power of nature to awaken the animal aspect in mankind. <em>Sleeper’s Wake</em> by Alistair Morgan places itself within this conversation, yet takes the discussion further, looking at the power of nature to help humanity heal</strong><br />
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<em>Sleeper’s Wake</em> tells the story of a man who has lost everything, beginning at the point where he wakes from a coma to be told that his wife and daughter have been killed in a car accident, and he was the driver. <br />
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Retreating to Nature’s Valley near Plettenberg Bay to recover, we begin a journey with him that unwraps layers of memories; echoed by an almost undetectable shedding of human norms, boundaries and ethical codes. <br />
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This process speeds up when John encounters a family who is also in the valley to recover after a violent trauma, which emerges from a profoundly South African context.<br />
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As John and the family’s lives collide, their moral restrictions begin to unravel until the novel hurtles towards a shocking and shattering denouement.<br />
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Morgan’s novel almost enters into a conversation with <em>Lord of the Flies</em>, with strong references to the classic. A walk to a mountain called Pig’s Head (which really does exist in Nature’s Valley), heralds a vital moment of moral rebellion that hints strongly at Golding’s narrative. Later, an encounter with baboons brings the question to its climax, as the boundary between man and beast blurs completely. <br />
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Morgan also engages with historical moments that question where man ends and nature begins. The title of his novel refers to when John is thinking about the trauma that has happened to the family he meets; and says how men are ‘sleepers’ that all have an animal instinct that can be awakened. <br />
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The theory comes from historian Christopher Browning’s study <em>Battalion 101</em>, which looks at the behaviour of men in the Holocaust; and where he ultimately concludes that it is ordinary men who can commit terrible deeds. <br />
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However, Morgan’s novel takes the discussion one step further, demonstrating that nature can bring out the worst in man, but that it is also where he will be able to heal. For it is only when man acknowledges that tragedy and joy is the rhythm of the natural life cycle that he can make peace with his past. Just as we sleep and awake, and day follows night, so is our time in this world. Thus, <em>Sleeper’s Wake</em> is a profound study of man at his essence; and his relationship to the earth that we live on. <br />
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South Africa is a society that encounters excessive trauma and violence; and yet has an abundance of nature and beauty. As these forces pull South Africans in two directions (“Should I stay or should I go?”), <em>Sleeper’s Wake</em> is vital reading for those looking for a brave and deep discussion on the nature of man, alive and awake in this environment.Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-57027985509757505002010-08-17T15:48:00.002+02:002010-08-18T12:34:48.170+02:00Pretty in the city<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhtsHGuWzEj2BvRCY1y54Lo9MAUmD98nBTthyphenhyphenoRJTn1xoKTKl6Me4W5UNQ3NYGsSG7Gqj6UbjHyDRBHoa28oKQfOROvzNT2VjxTQGXhePG8bxt8dyF4j5Kpeo_t-TSrqNhWLV2kpafDVIo/s1600/spring+fashion.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhtsHGuWzEj2BvRCY1y54Lo9MAUmD98nBTthyphenhyphenoRJTn1xoKTKl6Me4W5UNQ3NYGsSG7Gqj6UbjHyDRBHoa28oKQfOROvzNT2VjxTQGXhePG8bxt8dyF4j5Kpeo_t-TSrqNhWLV2kpafDVIo/s400/spring+fashion.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Spring has arrived early in Cape Town, with each day bringing sunshine, sapphire skies and the scent of summer. I refuse to believe that the rain will return, and am ready to celebrate all the gorgeous spring fashion that is blossoming around us!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">I think this pretty in the city image reflects the femininity, florals and "candyfloss" (in ELLE magazine's words) of the new season. High-waisted skirts, romantic sillouettes and flowing fabrics all create whimsical spirit that is like a breath of fresh air after the sharp shoulders and heavy details of the winter season. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">I love the heart necklace - a simple accessory that brings the whole outfit together with an earthy energy, complementing and contrasting the white romanticism. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">These ballet flats are another perfect accessory addition to this trend - playful and pretty, who wouldn't want to be a ballerina for a day? </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To highlight the romanticism and femininity of the season, bring in a harder edge, like a cuff bangle or even a leather jacket if there is still a chill in the air. And when summer arrives, a ruffled waistcoat like the one below is perfect for a nuanced look. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Happy Women's Day! This public holiday in South Africa commemorates 9 August 1956, when women participated in a national march to petition against pass laws. The historical context is the basis for a celebration of women in South Africa - their femininity, contributions, strength, compassion, power and beauty. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In the spirit of this day, these are reasons why I love being a woman:</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>One word: Shopping</b></div><div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Enjoying the pretty things in life!</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Painting my nails</b></div><div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Knowing we can bring life into this world</b></div><div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Perfume, jewellery, accessories, bags, makeup, shoes :)</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Our extra intuition, sensitivity and inner strength</b></div><div style="color: red; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Our ability to be so multi-faceted</b></div><div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Our incredible friendships</b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Fashion! </b></div><div style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><div style="color: red;"><b>Our beautiful bodies </b></div><div style="color: magenta;"><b>Our emotional and intellectual intelligence</b></div><b><span style="color: purple;">Our ability to love with our whole hearts </span><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: magenta;"> </span></span></b></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Why do you love being a woman? xxx</span>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-65137303701249488392010-08-04T21:53:00.000+02:002010-08-04T21:53:34.037+02:00Quote of the day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipk3hRNMSs1tLtRHu1kjxs1SI_AEATco-8PI2iZ52EgTR8dkPMlJdRNpSbxdt5V54NsTRVokg6LHQwYn26UD6BFslsY3FqxLvCEMzOfm2DjgNglYqaQ5nwRJ18DZcGUpaXbtubYn7dbdHu/s1600/vision1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipk3hRNMSs1tLtRHu1kjxs1SI_AEATco-8PI2iZ52EgTR8dkPMlJdRNpSbxdt5V54NsTRVokg6LHQwYn26UD6BFslsY3FqxLvCEMzOfm2DjgNglYqaQ5nwRJ18DZcGUpaXbtubYn7dbdHu/s400/vision1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">"Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. She who looks outside, dreams; she who looks inside, awakens"</div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-43856323764958588842010-07-28T17:53:00.001+02:002010-07-28T22:24:33.636+02:00Wednesday thoughts<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwrgpbtFNjZ5ilYPeb1z21vXBw1jjnIflR2mEi2Lgbpp-uJlZVN02CCCVhFySKDSI4MO7LUEPFm35NJ6fWnjbRDgPvvlWSWJ3PrhhUYclES8NEE7tTX-r5wqZJX8zNLPXnAaZa__DJBTR/s1600/tumblr_kzacwtDXeu1qb3qnyo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwrgpbtFNjZ5ilYPeb1z21vXBw1jjnIflR2mEi2Lgbpp-uJlZVN02CCCVhFySKDSI4MO7LUEPFm35NJ6fWnjbRDgPvvlWSWJ3PrhhUYclES8NEE7tTX-r5wqZJX8zNLPXnAaZa__DJBTR/s400/tumblr_kzacwtDXeu1qb3qnyo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: red;">I feel...</span></b> more hopeful about things</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: blue;">I believe...</span></b> everything happens as it should, and the universe has a plan</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: magenta;">I love...</span></b> my amazing boyfriend <3 </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: yellow;">I want...</span></b> summer, freedom and sleep</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: lime;">I am...</span></b> very lucky and grateful for everything I have in my life</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana;">xxx</span></div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-58207914753430665232010-07-26T18:58:00.002+02:002010-07-26T18:59:56.095+02:00The inside story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYGJJRTXMDn8RX-fFNjeiZl8L6dV0zMmvwTFA2Cm3UGYcfPzDQNNQkgIJkCbomX8UG5Erb1pbAe2f4mYO3JaoTQmtdymRbSrb8pzrxilmogzYYSmvGep1bgV98pMB_z7WA5rTAPeg9Led4/s1600/shutters_main.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYGJJRTXMDn8RX-fFNjeiZl8L6dV0zMmvwTFA2Cm3UGYcfPzDQNNQkgIJkCbomX8UG5Erb1pbAe2f4mYO3JaoTQmtdymRbSrb8pzrxilmogzYYSmvGep1bgV98pMB_z7WA5rTAPeg9Led4/s400/shutters_main.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">As the editor of a <a href="http://london.thesouthafrican.com/sa-property">property magazine</a>, something I am passionate about conveying to our readers is the importance of investing in the interior of your property. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Whether it your home or an investment that you rent out, investing in its interior can dramatically increase the value of your property. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Interior designers say that a property with finishes, renovation or interior design returns at least 20% more in rentals that one that doesn't have these finishes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">One affordable way to add to the interior of your property is by investing in blinds and shutters. These will make your home or investment property look smart, chic and complete, adding a European, modern feel to any room.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><a href="http://www.taylorblinds.co.za/index.html" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Taylor Window Blinds</a><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> offers a range of options for blinds and shutters, and I recommend them as a source for beautiful and affordable blinds that are great quality. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I think the </span><a href="http://www.taylorblinds.co.za/pages/wood-1.html" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">wooden Venetian blinds</a><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> are particularly lovely - they add a warmth to your home, which we definitely need in these cold winter months. In summer they will add to the glow of the room, are lighter than heavy curtains, and will protect your furnishings from the sun. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So if you are looking to invest in the interior of your property, I highly recommend getting blinds or shutters as a first step towards adding value, warmth and quality to your home. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-90281151793689082932010-07-26T15:44:00.001+02:002010-07-27T18:58:18.638+02:00A million miles from mediocre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4Z3LRWnLcA_90Yo0fWET_B5CTp9xM_XbFwHqSaa0nJUGaZVG9TOQpUFKT2VJxQUcn65kYDgE5djeZwE3NhiugNziudGdq8TEnwxc4Uk7pOjPQ1_Vo4sH4Vn__W7R6JPIzAIVo4i1mYkD/s1600/A+million+miles+from+normal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4Z3LRWnLcA_90Yo0fWET_B5CTp9xM_XbFwHqSaa0nJUGaZVG9TOQpUFKT2VJxQUcn65kYDgE5djeZwE3NhiugNziudGdq8TEnwxc4Uk7pOjPQ1_Vo4sH4Vn__W7R6JPIzAIVo4i1mYkD/s400/A+million+miles+from+normal.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><b>The “chick-lit” genre is a small industry in South Africa, and certainly has room to grow. However, with the plethora of Marianne Keyes books filling the shelves of Exclusives, it would be easy for SA authors to follow her formula down to every pun and plot. Instead, Paige Nick has written a fresh, nuanced novel that could pioneer the way for “chick-lit” in South Africa - and beyond</b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><b></b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: left;">This is not to say that Marianne Keyes should not be an inspiration for an author writing in the genre. However, I feel that Nick has taken the best of what Keyes has to offer, and makes a clear distinction to leave out the rest.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">For example, Keyes is known for her playful puns and frothy phrases, which have become a hallmark of chick-lit. Nick definitely uses these, and her humour is equally enjoyable and entertaining. However, she keeps the puns in check and never takes them to the extreme that Keyes does. This means that they pepper the story with entertaining and clever exclamations, but they do not become the body of the text, as they tend to in Keyes’ books. Most importantly, this strategy allows for Nicks’ writing to shine through and flow easily - which simply takes the book to another level.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Further, by avoiding the extreme level of word tricks and puns in Keyes’ books means that the narrative of <i>A Million Miles from Normal</i> is able to develop into a much stronger storyline, and that the plot is able to emerge more clearly. On this note, the plot is much more engaging and in-depth than I expected from a chick-lit novel (perhaps my prejudices stand to be corrected!). </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><i>A Million Miles from Normal</i> tells the story of Rachel Marcus, a nice Jewish girl and copywriter from Johannesburg, who escapes a humiliating retrenchment and broken engagement by going to New York City. There, she meets a range of quirky characters and fabulous friends, experiences dating disasters, kills cockroaches and searches endlessly for Five Roses Tea. </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The tale goes much deeper than this – the plot is intricate and the characters are intriguing. Something I also found enjoyable was that Nick delves into the copywriting and advertising industry, which adds even more interest to the story. Finally, one of the best aspects of the novel is that we are kept in suspense literally until the very last word - a rare feat in any book, never mind chick-lit. Nick must be commended for weaving a plot that it keeps the reader in suspense until the very end.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The only criticism I have of the book is that I would have liked more of it to be set in South Africa. Maybe this is simply my own preference - one of the things I enjoy most about SA literature is that I can identify with it more than a novel set anywhere else. However, on the flip side of that coin is that Nick did an excellent job of writing about New York City - and this shows that South African authors can indeed extend into the global arena.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ultimately, I would recommend <i>A Million Miles from Normal</i> to anyone who loves the chick-lit genre and anyone who doesn’t - both sets of readers will be equally surprised by the standard this novel sets!</div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-62857475168684439462010-07-20T21:59:00.000+02:002010-07-20T21:59:28.007+02:00Quote of the day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ8OwFyNesnYJ3xUq-nPSSRZg5kjhcyGP9KWkClOHN6f6AUK4LvVJCMahXLaUmZO7V4bW7n1L65tlRv1B7KYVHDP74BTlDgUPMNzCuwe45jI0DqcHxd94xcdG4VZ6Wmqhx0AP2fNNmDKKv/s1600/river.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ8OwFyNesnYJ3xUq-nPSSRZg5kjhcyGP9KWkClOHN6f6AUK4LvVJCMahXLaUmZO7V4bW7n1L65tlRv1B7KYVHDP74BTlDgUPMNzCuwe45jI0DqcHxd94xcdG4VZ6Wmqhx0AP2fNNmDKKv/s400/river.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">"I would like to live as a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding"</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;">-John O'Donohue</span></div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-66319394553303981002010-07-20T13:31:00.006+02:002010-07-27T19:02:57.095+02:00Gritty in the city: Redemption, refugees and a re-imagined Joburg<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5e1-KdmfElOghhMA-BY_uQBvtsLltlzZeZqVAsVA_XBGNKAgr1-TQEYLIDV1wFN9YjmLEJaQTHOWh-scOFFrG4ga4BNNq0RLikNcpZkG3jnrjFtwY7ITcIzuw2Z9ViPijpk4ZW1QFw6ix/s1600/Zoo+City+SA+cover+final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5e1-KdmfElOghhMA-BY_uQBvtsLltlzZeZqVAsVA_XBGNKAgr1-TQEYLIDV1wFN9YjmLEJaQTHOWh-scOFFrG4ga4BNNq0RLikNcpZkG3jnrjFtwY7ITcIzuw2Z9ViPijpk4ZW1QFw6ix/s400/Zoo+City+SA+cover+final.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Zinzi December has a sloth on he</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">r back, a dirty 419 scam habit and a talent for finding lost things. But when an old lady turns up dead, she’s forced to take on her least favourite kind of job – missing persons. This could be her ticket out of Zoo City, the festering slum where the criminal underclass, marked by their animals, live in the shadow of the undertow. Instead, it catapults Zinzi deeper into the underbelly of a city twisted by crime and magic.</span></div><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If I told you all of the above happens in Johannesburg, would you believe me? In Lauren Beukes’ world, Jozi’s urban sprawl is “an unfamiliar land full of familiars”, filled with broken places and equally broken people. <i>Zoo City</i> follows on from the critically-acclaimed <i>Moxyland</i>, and is a science-fictioned fantasy that will take you on an SA trip like you’ve never experienced before.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">“Everything is fucking political”</span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">From Beukes’ perspective, “it’s a novel about crime, magic and music, refugees and redemption. Zinzi, a girl with a sloth on her back and the magical ability to find lost things, is dragged into Johannesburg’s seedy underbelly when she takes on the job of locating a missing pop star. It’s wildly inventive fiction, set in a re-imagined Joburg – I guess it’s a bit China Mieville meets Phillip Pullman with a dose of District 9, without the aliens.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Not your usual SA fiction by any means. When I ask Beukes about <i>Zoo City</i> relating to South Africa’s apartheid past, she retorts “eugh, I’m so over labels. I think South African fiction is in a very good place right now, where writers can write about anything.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">She elaborates: “Art doesn’t have to be a servant to political activism as it did during the struggle days, but then as Skunk Anansie said, ‘everything is fucking political’. You can’t divorce our present from our past. Apartheid’s legacy is going to be tripping us up for years to come. If you’re writing about South Africa, even if it’s a frothy chic lit or a boy’s boarding school romp, it’s there in the background. It has to be – it’s part of who we are.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But how established is science fiction in South Africa? “It’s hard to publish science fiction or fantasy in South Africa because the publishers are generally not interested in a straight elves-and-dragons tale or space opera,” she explains. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">“Those speculative stories that have worked tend to be grittier works with a social edge, like JM Coetzee’s political dystopia <i>Waiting for the Barbarians</i> or the smart, scathing action-satire that was <i>District 9</i>. It’s more about telling great stories that are recognisably us, which is different to the usual fictional locales such as London, Los Angeles, New York and Tokyo.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">She adds: “Didn’t Neill Blomkamp call Johannesburg the real city of the future? It’s that mash of cultures and economics, the third and first world crammed into one space that makes it exciting, new, different, and eminently accessible to international audiences if you do it right.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Beukes is a journalist and columnist who deals with South African reality on a daily basis, yet in her novels she manages to effortlessly blend fantasy and reality together so that they appear perfectly in sync. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">“That element of the fantastic – technology in <i>Moxyland</i>, magic in <i>Zoo City</i> – allows me to play with reality, to shift the perspective on issues that we take for granted, whether it’s economic apartheid or the rise of xenophobia, manufactured pop music, strange art or finding a way back from having committed terrible atrocities,” she says. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Animals play a key role in <i>Zoo City,</i> which is “about the idea of familiars: scapegoats and the monkey on your back or the Jiminy Cricket on your shoulder,” she says. “It’s inspired by a Shona belief in <i>mashavi</i> – that lost spirits of the ancestors might come back as animals and attach themselves to someone.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">In <i>Zoo City</i>, having an animal on your back is “a blessing and a curse; you get some small magical abilities, but you’re also immediately marked as a criminal outcast. It’s about segregation and the artificially imposed differences between people, but also guilt, accountability and the possibility of redemption.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But Beukes’ novels go beyond the pages, and both <i>Moxyland</i> and <i>Zoo City</i> have official “merchandise”, which are “cool creative collaborations I did with ridiculously talented people,” she says. Both books have “kick-ass official soundtracks put together by African Dope’s HoneyB and me.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">For <i>Zoo City</i>, Beukes commissioned a range of toys called Bares. “I approached Am I Collective, who donated five of their blank vinyl Bares that were customised by amazing local illustrators, all inspired by <i>Zoo City</i>.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Finally, Beukes’ writing is as slick as it is sensual – reading <i>Zoo City</i> means being both pummeled and wrapped up in words, letting them explode as they hit you, and at the same time allowing them to weave themselves around you. If you were traumatized by reading Hermann Charles Bosman as English setwork books in high school, now is the time to start reading SA fiction again. Beukes’ writing will take your breath away.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If you want to write great fiction, “write what you know,” Beukes advises. “But if you don’t know, research the crap out of it.” Wherever you are, “experience makes your writing richer and more vivid. I’m very grateful for the interesting places and people journalism has exposed me to. Real life is often more surprising and inventive than even really, really weird fiction.”</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The Zoo City Bares will be auctioned on BidorBuy.co.za from 27 July – 10 August. All proceeds will go to The Suitcase Project to provide ongoing education for refugee kids in Hillbrow. </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Moxyland and Zoo City soundtracks are available at </span><a href="http://www.africandope.co.za/"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">www.africandope.co.za</span></a></b><br />
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<b><i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Attend these London events next week to get your hands on Zoo City:</span></i></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">BSFA meeting with reading, Q&A and interview, 28 July, 7pm onwards. </span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Venue: The Antelope Tavern</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Forbidden Planet signing, 29 July, 6 - 7pm</b> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Venue: London Megastore</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>BFS Open Night, 31 July, 1 - 5pm</b> </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Venue: The George pub on The Strand.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Beukes will also be the guest at the first BFS Open Night of the year. </span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This article was originally published </span><a href="http://london.thesouthafrican.com/living-in-london/Gritty-in-the-city"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">here</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> and </span><a href="http://www.mpldigital.com/blue-sky/south-african/370"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">here</span></a><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> on page 15</span></i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I have always been fascinated by Tarot cards, and bought a pack a few years ago, along with instructions on how to use them. Tarot cards have a long and fascinating history- for example, despite Jewish law banning the use of imagery, Tarot has a strong connection to Kabbalah. Another thing I love about the cards is that the illustrations on various packs are simply beautiful. Despite their mystical connections, Tarot cards are straightforward to use, and I find them to be an extremely useful way to reflect on the state of my life or to resolve a problem. The cards are like a mirror- reflecting back at you ideas you may not have considered before, or confirming how you feel about things. I also find that they are usually incredibly "right" about where I am at that point, matching up to my situation exactly.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I highly recommend getting a pack of Tarot cards if you are looking for a new, creative way to reflect on your life, and to feel connected to the universe around you. There are many different packs to choose from, so choose one you feel connected with. I have the Medicine Woman pack (see picture above) - I love the imagery and the healing theme of the cards. I also recommend a Tarot Card book- one that includes it's fascinating history and instructions on how to use the cards.<br />
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What do you think about Tarot cards? </div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-31490309775617137382010-07-16T21:31:00.002+02:002010-07-18T21:25:31.251+02:00For the love of books (67 minutes)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMICdIae7BJ76JJUM0ppoifWVrOvp7P6nbHHRgT1Xp-xp-vLJkVqpCzzTXjR80Y2jk0Dcr9G42LPhGxQdbacMGzTUrbIUKPYRhQt4jIJ_QxhgDQDzhIqP6Gji12HtWGrwbJbG267YsqTqq/s1600/books+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMICdIae7BJ76JJUM0ppoifWVrOvp7P6nbHHRgT1Xp-xp-vLJkVqpCzzTXjR80Y2jk0Dcr9G42LPhGxQdbacMGzTUrbIUKPYRhQt4jIJ_QxhgDQDzhIqP6Gji12HtWGrwbJbG267YsqTqq/s400/books+1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Walking through Cavendish Square after work today, I looked down to see the entire ground floor of the centre covered in books. I rushed downstairs, and spent the next half hour immersed in one of life's simplest but most precious pleasures- browsing through hundreds of second hand books. There is nothing I love more than this. Books are my first love, and there is something about second-hand books that allow the soul of a book to shine through. To know that these pages have passed hands, touched the lives of others, that they have educated and given joy and comfort - these are just some of the things that make books the treasures that they are.</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The book sale was for Nelson Mandela Day, and I can think of no better way to honour his legacy than to share with others the gift of books. International Nelson Mandela Day is on Sunday, Madiba's birthday, and people around the world are asked to dedicate 67 minutes of the time to making a difference (a minute for every year that Mandela gave of his life for freedom and human rights.) One way to share the gift of books is to donate them to Equal Education's 1 School, 1 Library, 1 Librarian campaign. Find out more about it here: </div><a href="http://bit.ly/cHC9eQ"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">http://bit.ly/cHC9eQ</span></a><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is more about the book sale: <a href="http://bit.ly/bcJ4eG">http://bit.ly/bcJ4eG</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Just beautiful! I especially love Ode to Nature and Southern Folk. Which ones do you like? x</span>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-49859798797004692272010-07-12T19:38:00.005+02:002010-07-27T19:05:42.045+02:00Home Away: "At home in the world"<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5Ctemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><o:smarttagtype name="City" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="country-region" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><o:smarttagtype name="place" namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags"></o:smarttagtype><style>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span lang="EN-GB">What does it mean to be a South African traveller in today’s globalised world? A new book asks this question in 24 stories and 24 times zones by 24 South African writers, weaving together a magical and moving journey of travel and time. <i>Home Away</i> is an anthology that will make you question, treasure and reflect on your place in the world<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"> “You wonder what it means to live the life of a legal alien, with the dust of one country in your nostrils and the dreams of another in your head. You wonder whether the freedom to cross borders is tempered by the loneliness of exile, or whether the anxiety of driving on the wrong side of the road is inevitably offset by the thrill of driving on the right side of opportunity,” writes author Vikas Swarup as he contemplates the journey that <i>Home Away</i> will take you on in his foreword to the book.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">A rollercoaster ride awaits you as you cross six continents and twenty-four time zones in an exploration of what it means to be a South African expat in today’s world. Editor Louis Greenberg has weaved together a unique concept- a compilation of 24 short stories by 24 South African writers in 24 hours and 24 cities. The tales make up one global day, following from each other in chronological order. The result is a dizzying dance of voices, places and spaces that reflect the experience of the South African traveller.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><span lang="EN-GB">Home, Away<o:p></o:p></span></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">Greenberg gave this group of established South African authors and new writers a task that is more nuanced than other travel writing: the stories were to reflect not only the experience of travel, but also what it means to call <st1:place w:st="on"><st1:country-region w:st="on">South Africa</st1:country-region></st1:place> home. Thus, each story is a multi-dimension moment that encapsulates being both home and away. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">As the description of the book says, “being South African isn’t as black and white as it used to be. People from all over the world make this country their home, while South Africans have more geographical freedom than ever before.” From a distance, home can sometimes been seen through smoke and mirrors, and yet we need to continually look into that mirror to reflect on where we are, where we come from and where we want to go. <i>Home Away</i> constantly asks these questions, despite the stories being so varied.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">At the same time, the book is a collection of snapshots recording the intensity and thrill of travel. A story set in steamy <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Havana</st1:place></st1:city> describes this: “Aboriginal people believe that friends leave footprints, but enemies leave your life without a trace. Imagine if the same rule applied to travelling... to forget the details of places with painful memories, while allowing locations where one experienced transformation and happiness to build a house in the heart and stay with you forever.” <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">And what of the stories themselves? Compelling, powerful, sexy and strange, they will take you to places in the world and in your head that are equally real and fantastical. The opening act has the author trying to poison a politician in <st1:city w:st="on">Nairobi</st1:city> at midnight; later, you travel with a set of suitcases; further you are plunged into a zombie-zone in <st1:country-region w:st="on">Botswana</st1:country-region> and in another moment you are contemplating the institution of the British tea break in <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Oxford</st1:place></st1:city>. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">As you catch your breath between continents and time zones, you pause to reflect on your place in all this. As boundaries and borders blur both in the book and around you, you realize that, as Swarup says, “You are not a world away from home. You are at home in the world.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: small;">This article was originally published on </span><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="http://www.thesouthafrican.com/">www.thesouthafrican.com</a> </span> </div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-78899937079344454822010-07-11T17:20:00.001+02:002010-07-12T19:46:33.527+02:00World Cup 2010- endings and beginnings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzjrdSSSBtFUjiJoTHJ11Vzdy3m4F1XVBIBmgnZbK8liRJEFTVmJpHdf7yFPaF0zGBn8LdgPJDAsLx6efBoQyJrGjEUqlFidZfQwjj6xazc_i-lKDa_UUxqPt_x93sPV2BNQnMRKzp0yz/s1600/vuvuzela+boy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLzjrdSSSBtFUjiJoTHJ11Vzdy3m4F1XVBIBmgnZbK8liRJEFTVmJpHdf7yFPaF0zGBn8LdgPJDAsLx6efBoQyJrGjEUqlFidZfQwjj6xazc_i-lKDa_UUxqPt_x93sPV2BNQnMRKzp0yz/s400/vuvuzela+boy.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This little vuvuzela boy symbolizes everything that the World Cup has meant for South Africa. Today, it all comes to a close. So much has been said in the past month about the tournament- what it has meant for SA and the world.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">For me, the World Cup has reminded me why I am South African and why I want to live here. I am living in a place in transition, a place with so much potential and passion and power. I feel that the boy in the picture can be part of that- that this country will take him to the places and spaces that his grandparents dreamed of, that it can help him achieve what he deserves, and in turn he will help South Africa blossom. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm glad I live in a country where the headlines touch on the triumphs and tragedies of real people, navigating the turmoil of this place, and how despite the daily grind and pain and poverty, the World Cup has crystallized what it means to be South African- how far we have come, where we are going and what we are aiming for. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The World Cup has been a mirror, reflecting to us and the world what we are capable of, even if we think we have lost sight of it. With this vision we will carry forward all the little boys like the one in the picture, achieving what we have only glimpsed during this World Cup. And like the little boy in the picture, we'll make a whole lot of noise doing it! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Image from weheartit</span>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-35064607088054993632010-07-11T16:07:00.000+02:002010-07-11T16:07:24.163+02:00Winter love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq6OqhcG8OPymhenlvxooPoXpFoXE0NzXvJGpN9bp9I3qC-7LnSufMuc-g4FffxVo5kGd-qfI2N6Icpc3Kx0mmML5QjC_N6uX5gqllaGxWOL10TgGoLdc8lklLFkWZQBebyhIs5BpXyG0K/s1600/winter+playing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq6OqhcG8OPymhenlvxooPoXpFoXE0NzXvJGpN9bp9I3qC-7LnSufMuc-g4FffxVo5kGd-qfI2N6Icpc3Kx0mmML5QjC_N6uX5gqllaGxWOL10TgGoLdc8lklLFkWZQBebyhIs5BpXyG0K/s400/winter+playing.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Cape Town is in the middle of winter at the moment, and although it hasn't been a really bad one, I've really been resenting it this year. I guess early mornings, running and winter don't really combine together very well.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But in the spirit of being positive, here are some things I am loving about winter:</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #4c1130; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>That despite it being cold, we don't have anything close to snow</b></div><div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Some winter days have been sparkling and sunny</b></div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>The World Cup has definitely brightened everyone's winter, and made it go faster</b></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>I can paint my nails in gorgeous dark colours</b></div><div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Boots are beautiful </b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #351c75;">The fresh air is great to run in</span></b></div><div style="color: purple; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b style="color: #20124d;">I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world to cuddle with and who keeps me warm :)</b></div><div style="color: purple;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">image from http://weheartit.com</span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-18764862955294569522010-05-08T18:48:00.000+02:002010-05-08T18:48:39.644+02:00West Coast road trip...I can't believe how long it's been since my last post! This year is flying, with so many new things, adventures, work and living. But that's no excuse and I plan to return to the blog properly. <br />
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Have you ever been to South Africa's West Coast? It is a surprising coastline... desolated, deserted, undeveloped.. and beautiful in all of these. It is known for its spring flowers, but when I traveled it this last week (with my amazing boyfriend) the landscape was an autumn one, awaiting this colourful carpet with anticipation. <br />
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We began in Clanwilliam, a town that gains its lifeblood from the alongside dam, and the contrast between the water and its desert surroundings is sharp and powerful. The town certainly has a spirited soul, and it was revitalizing to be there.<br />
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We traveled to Lambert's Bay to begin our meander down the coast, and here the town was almost held hostage by the sea. The place itself was scattered, with tiny restaurants amongst fish factories, and a sense of strangeness hovered over the place. The sea beside it was raging, and we found a more natural energy as we walked and climbed on the rocky outcrops, with crashing waves pounding around us. It certainly was the coast at its most real and alive- refreshing after coming from Cape Town, with its more designed and developed seasides.<br />
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This same combination of desolation and energy continued down the coast, with some places looking almost like ghost towns. St Helena Bay had a certain warmth to it. However we continued towards our destination of Paternoster, which was worth waiting for. Like a little island oasis, Greek-style house huddle on the coastline, in white and blue sweetness. Little streets, houses without fences or walls, made us feel that we were on a Greek island, or somewhere in Europe. The magical atmosphere of the village was added to by empty fishing boats dotting a desolate beach, ethereal and enchanting.<br />
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We continued to Jacobsbaai, Langebaan (one of the more developed areas, in a suffocating kind of way) and into the West Coast Nature Reserve, which surrounds a turquoise lagoon. Green fynbos against blue water brought life back into the landscape, but at the same time the reserve maintained the same loyalty to nature, seasons and sea that the rest of the coastline had offered.<br />
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Living in South Africa's cities we feel that people and place have collided at full force, with space and nature being rare and precious. Yet our West Coast remains empty, desolate, undeveloped and deserted- uneasy yet captivating at the same time. So to enjoy some space, stillness and solitude, immerse yourself between the Cederberg and the sea, and beyond.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Clanwilliam </b></i></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i> Paternoster</i></b></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b><i> West Coast Nature Reserve</i></b></div>Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-15591230694387796802010-02-26T14:21:00.000+02:002010-02-26T14:21:20.933+02:00Friday Thoughts<b style="color: #3d85c6;">I believe</b> in trusting the process.<br />
<b style="color: magenta;">I feel</b> peaceful, happy and excited.<br />
<b style="color: #6aa84f;">I want</b><span style="color: lime;"> </span>to sleep.<br />
<b><span style="color: #f1c232;">I plan</span> </b>to enjoy this weekend of freedom before starting work on Monday.<br />
<b><span style="color: purple;">I know</span> </b>that its all going to be okay, for all of us.<br />
<b style="color: red;">I love</b> my dogs, walks in the sunshine, drinking tea, magazines, cuddling and kisses.<br />
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Mandela was a leader in the true sense of the word- he made decisions based on sacrifice, wisdom, knowledge and forgiveness. I had shivers down my spine as I watched how this man carried my country in his two hands while it could have so easily fallen apart. I was too young to remember these moments, and yet they have affected my life deeply.<br /><br />Mandela understood complexity, acknowleging that the task he faced was not 'black and white.' He stood firmly by the ANC's ideals of non-racialism and nation-building, at the very moments when revenge, anger and racism could have been the easier options. He led the people of South Africa beyond these instinctive reactions, towards the ideals epitomized in the poem Invictus:<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-style: italic;font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;" ><b>Invictus</b></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;" ><span style="font-size:85%;">Out of the night that covers me,<br />Black as the Pit from pole to pole,<br />I thank whatever gods may be<br />For my unconquerable soul.<br /><br />In the fell clutch of circumstance<br />I have not winced nor cried aloud.<br />Under the bludgeonings of chance<br />My head is bloody, but unbowed.<br /><br />Beyond this place of wrath and tears<br />Looms but the Horror of the shade,<br />And yet the menace of the years<br />Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.<br /><br />It matters not how strait the gate,<br />How charged with punishments the scroll.<br />I am the master of my fate:<br />I am the captain of my soul. </span><br /><br /> <span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" >-William Ernest Henley</span></span><br /><br /><br />I sometimes wonder what will happen to SA when Madiba passes on. I feel like in many ways his energy and wisdom keeps this country on a level of stability and on the path it needs to go. I just hope that when that day comes, leaders will emerge to take his legacy forward.Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470925385708468877.post-57909131031901883332009-12-24T13:40:00.004+02:002009-12-24T14:03:42.683+02:00Malema MadnessI often wonder how plainly unintelligent people manage to gain and maintain any kind of power in the world. Exhibit A: George W. Bush. Exhibit B: Julius Malema etc etc. Because the things they say would have us on the floor laughing if we didn't have to take them seriously.<br /><br />In the past year Malema's statements have sunk to the lowest of the low- in my opinion the worst was when he called Zille 'a racist little girl' who chose her cabinet because they are 'her boyfriends and concubines, so the she can continue to sleep around with them.' I find it scary that such an immature, pathetic comment has been uttered by a politician and that no one seemed particularly bothered. Tambo and Sisula must be rolling in their graves at what their legacy in the ANCYL has become. And that Madiba has to witness this, after he once lead the youth league.. to pass on his legacy to someone like this is, in my opinion, tragic.<br /><br />Malema may represent a generation that were failed by the Bantu-education system, and perhaps many people look to him to stand for them. But do we really need "leaders" like this, who perpetuate a shallow and victimized way of being? How can the youth and others have any kind of meaningful, real conversation about this country when Malema continues to make statements such as this? As Chris Roper (editor of The Mail and Guardian Online) says: 'with Malema writing the script, we're veering towards Looney Tunes.' Does anyone else find this worrying?Talihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15589232662693177035noreply@blogger.com1