birthday wishes and otherwise

for all my american friends: know that i remembered. that today is a different kind of day. i hope you remembered, or were reminded. not of the impossible mindlessness of what happened. not of the anguish of being powerless to save lives and restore innocence. but remembered those who are with you still. remembered to […]

The Slow Goodbye (Nelson Mandela)

Five past five this morning I did what I have done each morning for the past three weeks – I opened Twitter on my cellphone and moved to Trends. The light from the camera hurt my eyes. The rest of the room was dark and all I could hear was the sound of the waves […]


Today is Freedom Day in South Africa. The “New South Africa” is 19 years old. And our home, like all homes with teenagers, echo with a great deal of door-slamming and illicit experimentation. But hopefully that, too, will pass. For freedom, even when it is being bent over double and tarred and feathered, is still […]

Loss of innocence

Nearly midnight in South African when I had finished my work and lounged around on Twitter looking for something interesting. Watched in total horror as the story of the bombings in Boston unfolded. The funny thing about living in a country struggling with acts of extreme violence, is that it desensitizes you to a degree. […]


I have the greatest view. I seriously think so. The only contender would be someone living at the foot of Mount Everest. Maybe. Yet, my view carries my country’s past with me. The picture above shows Robben Island, where Nelson Mandela was imprisoned for so many decades. It’s part of my view. In winter the […]