How to Bully a War ‘Veteran’?

‘Steek hom!’ Roland suddenly yells. Jimmy, a man in his 40ies, quivers as if he was hit by a lightning. ‘Aaahh, fuck!’ he swears and bows down quickly while burying his head in his arms. Then he comes up again. ‘Mommy!’ one of the young men adds sarcastically in a shrill tone. The others . . . → Read More: How to Bully a War ‘Veteran’?

Black Entrepreneurship: Out of the township into the township

We spend the entire Friday afternoon on the balcony drinking Dutch beer while loud house music vibrates through the speakers. The neighbors don’t complain.  Last year, John moved into the flat toghether with his fiancé, a young professional. When I first met him he was staying in a structure made out of corrugated iron that was . . . → Read More: Black Entrepreneurship: Out of the township into the township

Cape Town’s “White” Squatter Camp

‘Have you seen white people who are worse off than we?’ Ronald asked me before he pointed out the existence of a White squatter camp. Struck by the question I was reluctant to tell him that I haven’t. He shares a wooden shed or hokkie with his fiancé and his two children. They don’t have access . . . → Read More: Cape Town’s “White” Squatter Camp

Contested Spaces: Whose the Boss of Paradise Park?

A man in his 50ies passes on the street below the veranda in a public housing complex somewhere in Cape Town’s Northern Suburbs. His stature is sturdy and he wears a full mustache. ‘This guy thinks he is something like the boss of this place,’ the 22-year old Juan asserts. The man was one of the . . . → Read More: Contested Spaces: Whose the Boss of Paradise Park?

Fan Fest in Cape Town’s “Ghetto”

One of the five FIFA Fan Fests in Cape Town takes place in Swartklip stadium in Tafelsig, a neighbourhood located in Mitchells Plain, one of the largest townships in South Africa. The settlement was established in the 1970s under Apartheid. The ideology of racial segregation classified people who did not fit into the categories of either . . . → Read More: Fan Fest in Cape Town’s “Ghetto”

The time of the Wuwuzela: Kick Off in Khayelitsha

Mcendisi calls to ask me if I would go to the city center to watch the kick-off of the FIFA Soccer World Cup. Like most of his friends he does not have a car to go where tourists and fans from all over the world will celebrate the opening on this beautiful winter day. Mcendisi lives . . . → Read More: The time of the Wuwuzela: Kick Off in Khayelitsha

The World Cup in Town: Sick of Soccer!

George’s foster mother laments that the children will have longer holidays due to the Soccer World Cup. “We have a lot of Coloured people here in Cape Town. The youngsters will gang up! Gang – do you understand?” She gesticulates with her hands as if holding an imaginary ball. “They are like a pack of dogs, . . . → Read More: The World Cup in Town: Sick of Soccer!