Through my minds eye I try to page through the options and possibilities and some require “immoral” stealth mixed with a stable eye on the prize. I hope and trust that my coordinates are proper for the times we live in allows only One chance, the first one. The next 3-5 months should be a cracker! A bed made, will be slept on. Keep it coming.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
25 February 2007
I remember attending a Freedom Front congress about 10 years ago and listening to speakers lament the lot of the Afrikaner in the new South Africa.
The words hulle (them) and ons (us) came up a lot during animated speeches about the future of the Afrikaner. Uncertainty reigned in the community, which had lost power after 40 years of rule. Some of the debates taking place within Afrikanerdom were about establishing a system of limited self-rule within the republic.
As part of the pre-election settlement, the ANC had agreed to the setting up of a Volkstaat Council, which would look into the feasibility of such an Afrikaner homeland.
After his inauguration as President, Nelson Mandela had graciously given the Volkstaat Council a generous budget and offices where they could draw maps, use calculators and write their dreams into fancy computers. They travelled widely and studied models of self-governance elsewhere in the world. In the end, they came up with a squiggly, snaking and patchy map of a homeland that stretched from one end of the country to the other.
They handed their report to Mandela, who congratulated them on their diligent work, and then suggested a referendum among Afrikaners on whether they would like to live in such a place.
They have not been heard of since.
One would have thought that this was the end of Afrikaner nationalism, save for a few Boeremag madcaps here and there. Well, that was the case for a while. And then, in the past two years, there has suddenly been a surge in tribal thinking among Afrikaners.
What is bothersome about this wave of mobilisation is that — unlike the Volkstaat types or the Boeremag lunatics — it is quite mainstream. If media coverage and anecdotal tales are anything to go by, there is a strong feeling of victimisation and a sense that it is time to fight back against something.
It leaves me wondering: “What did I miss?” Did something recently happen that resulted in a reduction of the status of Afrikaners? Was there a pronouncement that said Afrikaners were henceforth to be regarded as lesser South Africans than others? Was there an edict that reduced their rights?
If any of these events did happen, then I must apologise for having been fast asleep while a dastardly act was being committed against our fellow citizens.
But this thing happening out there, as with any form of ethnic mobilisation, is cause for concern.
As much as we would like to dismiss the rallying around the Koos de la Rey song as just another passing phenomenon, it is not a cultural fad that will fade away to the fringes of society, like hippiedom and womb-worship.
I have read the lyrics of the song and they are quite ... well ... “struggle” orientated. We have all seen the reaction of the crowds when the song gets played at cultural festivals and at sporting events. It has clearly struck a chord among a generation who feel they have been hard done by in the democratic South Africa.
Why they feel this way is a great mystery to me. The new South Africa has been good for Afrikaners, better than apartheid South Africa in many respects.
Their language is no longer regarded as the language of the oppressor and is jealously protected by those who once took to the streets to reject it.
In both the public and the private sectors it enjoys a status far above that of the other official languages, other than English. It is thriving in the print and electronic media and its literature is in bloom.
In business, Afrikaners have done well. Freed from the bondage of the civil service, they have transformed themselves into great entrepreneurs.
Afrikaner symbols still dominate our urban landscapes and Afrikaner sportsmen are everybody’s heroes nowadays.
One could go on and on.
Ten years after that FF congress, one would have thought that the hulle and ons issues would have been worked out of our system.
But these are just the opinions of a lowly newspaperman. Perhaps wiser counsel would advise better.
I suspect, however, that wiser counsel would probably tell the newspaperman that what is incensing Afrikaners is the removal of Voortrekker and National Party names from street signs and city billboards. To them, this is the ultimate message of defeat.
But this is very odd, as name changes were bound to happen — and the only surprise is that it took so long.
Wiser counsel would also talk of how crime is affecting this community.
Then again, crime is not the exclusive preserve of any one group. And if anyone could lay claim to being the worst victims of the crime wave, it would be the black working class.
Then wise counsel would speak of the encroachment of English into Afrikaans life. Even here Afrikaners are not alone. Speakers of other African languages are equally resentful of the weed-like invasion of English.
Wise counsel would speak then of how employment equity has disadvantaged Afrikaner youths. Well, if you look at the reality on the ground, you will see a lot more black graduates walking the streets, suffering a worse fate than any Afrikaners would suffer.
Appealing to the Afrikaner’s sense of logic, in isolation, is unfortunately not going to help stop this retreat into a laager. We all need to delve deeper into what lies behind this siege mentality. And why now?
Monday, February 19, 2007
BidVest Wits 0 Kaizer Chiefs (7. Motaung 7 min)
BidVest Stadium, Johannesburg
Premier Soccer League
Kick Off: 15h45
17th February 2007
Temperature: 26 °C
Kaizer Motuang Junior scored his first goal in a month and his eight league goal of the season as Chiefs defeated BidVest Wits in a PSL game played at the BidVest Stadium on Sunday afternoon. In truth the score line is not reflective of the game as Chiefs dominated play and possession and had Wits chasing shadows for most of the game, in the end Kaizer Junior seventh minute strike was enough to hand Chiefs the points.
Wits' idea of playing the game at the compact Bidvest Stadium was to take advantage of the fact that they are used to playing on the smaller field, this plan seemed to have backfired in the first-half as the smaller field seemed to have suited The Amakhosi better. As they ran Wits ragged with some sublime touching passing with Gert Schalkwyk being the puppet master as he strung the midfield together with a number of deft touches. Even though Chiefs controlled most of the play in the opening forty five minutes, Wits did have the first real scoring chance.
When after five minutes Marwan Bantam weaved his way into the Chiefs penalty area an unleashed a pile driver goal wards only to find Fabian McCarthy hot on his heals, as the Chiefs defender slid in to block the shot. Two minutes later and Schalkwyk began to weave his magic after receiving a short pass from Siyabonga Nkosi he exposed the Wits defense, with a pass on their blind side which found Arthur Zwane. Who ran a few yards with the ball and passed the ball back to Schalkwyk who had moved into the Wits 18 yard area, Schalkwyk miscued his first time shot and the ball rolled to Kaizer Junior who needed no second invitation in giving Chiefs the lead.
After twenty seven minutes Chiefs could have doubled their advantage after Kaizer Junior won an aerial dual and flicked the ball towards Schalkwyk, Wits tormentor in Chiefs proceeded to again catch the Wits defense flat footed. As he layed on a pass to Gerald Sibeko who came screeching down the left wing, Sibeko wasted no time upon collecting the ball as he shot goal wards immediately, only to watch on as Wits goalkeeper Josephs was at full stretch to clear away the ball.
On the half hour mark Noah Chivutha sent a corner from the right in towards goal, Rowen Fernandez came out and punched the ball clear; the rebound fell once again to Chivutha who sent in a looping cross to the far post. The ball evaded Fernandez and the Chiefs defense as it flew towards Phil Evans lurking at the back post, had Evans made the slightest of contact with the ball and Wits would have found themselves level. Fortunately enough for Chiefs Evans to could not get to the ball and it sailed out with out giving Chiefs any problems.
Six minutes before the interval Kaizer Motaung Junior could have completed his brace, after some neat short passing between Siyabonga Nkosi and Gert Schalkwyk saw the latter deftly chip the Wits defense. With Kaizer Junior running onto the ball after easily controlling the ball, the Amakhosi striker wasted the chance as he blasted the ball high over Joseph’s goal post. The first half ended with Chiefs leading the students by a goal to nil.
Nine minutes into the second and Chiefs once again bombarded the Wits goal, as Arthur Zwane galloping down the right, played a ball to the head of Kaizer Junior whose attempt at goal was on target again Josephs was called into action and saved the ball on the line.
In the sixty fifth minute former Orlando Pirates striker Phumodzo Manenzhe on as a second half substitute made his way into the Chiefs 18 yard area, and a combination of Rowen Fernandez and Jimmy Tau could not stop his charge. It was left to Fabian McCarthy to push him wide and forced him into taking his shot which went into the side netting.
Chiefs were relentless in their pursuit of goals and had Wits on the back foot for lengthy periods in the second half, and must have thought that they increased their lead with a quarter of an hour to go. Off a Chiefs corner from the right the ball fell invitingly for Patrick Mayo who on hit the ball on the volley, again Josephs came out trumps and elbowed the ball to safety. The final bit of action in the game came in the 88th minute when a ferocious curling Marwan Bantam free kick managed to sail over the Chiefs wall, but Amakhosi keeper Rowen Fernandez made a superb stop to ensure he kept his ninth clean sheet of the season.
Victory for Chiefs over Wits was the kind of tonic Ernst Middendorp was looking for to get his team charged up ahead of their first ABSA Cup Game against Golden Arrows in a week’s time. The Chiefs coaches decision to take his team on a midweek outing to watch the Proteas defeat Pakistan at the Wanderers seemed to have motivated his team, as the put on one of their best performances of the season.
BidVest Wits: 1. M. Josephs, 15. N. Chivutha, 21. K. Denge (28. Manenzhe 55 min), 2. P. Evans, 5. R. Gariseb, 25. A. Hendricks, 32. M. Bantam, 23. A. Lobo, 11. Z. Ndhlovu (7. Senokoane 46 min), 19. M. De Jesus, 27. E. Mtsweni (8. Manuel 78 min)
Substitutes: 30. W. Robinson, 9. B. Moleyane, 28. P. Manenzhe, 24. E. Phillips, 8. K. Manuel, 7. B. Senokoane, 13. E. Tinkler
Coach: Boebie Solomons
Kaizer Chiefs: 1. R. Fernandez, 6. F. McCarthy, 2. J. Tau, 21. P. Mayo, 4. C. Nzama, 27. G. Sibeko, 18. A. Zwane (33. Mototo 90+), 25. G. Schalkwyk, 10. S. Nkosi (12. Mooki 75 min), 7. K. Motaung Junior, 28. D. Spencer
Substitutes: 32. I. Khune, 31. D. Radebe, 9. S. Djiehoua, 12. T. Mooki, 24. D. Mathebula, 33. D. Mototo, 11. E. Ngobese
Referee: Matthew Dyer
Assistant 1: Toko Malebo
Assistant 2: Reginald Motloung
4th Official: Johnny Du Toit
Match Commissioner: Robert Pillay
Monday, February 12, 2007
"Let's face facts. We are in no position to challenge for league honours," Middendorp told the Daily Sun.
The German mentor added: "Even if we win the nine remaining league games it will not help us. I hope the boys regain their confidence and turn things around. These are trying times and we need to start winning games."
He said Zambian international striker Rotson Kilambe and Kaizer Motaung Jnr were unable to convert the numerous chances created by Siyabonga Nkosi."I told the players before the match that they could beat Arrows. But I could sense from their looks that their spirit was down. I was hoping that Simphiwe Tshabalala would come and save us but he joined us injured. Shaun Bartlett is also injured. What can I do with these injuries?
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Adelaide Tambo was a doughty mother who served the struggle for liberation, writes Chris Barron.
Soon after arriving in London in 1960 to join her husband Oliver, who had left South Africa after the Sharpeville massacre to lead the ANC in exile, Adelaide Tambo began house-hunting.
She and her three young children had been hastily put up in an empty barn of a house — “this miserable house”, she called it — in Finchley; it had clearly not been occupied since at least World War Two .
It was early winter and too cold to sleep or bath upstairs. Instead, Adelaide and the children washed in a basin and bedded down on the floor in the lounge, which at least had the advantage of a fireplace. There was so much damp around, however, that when she got the fire going, water would ooze from the walls.
Her need for more suitable accommodation was dire. W ithout Oliver to help her, she scanned the newspapers for advertisements and made calls from the corner telephone booth.
She quickly established that racism was not confined to South Africa.
“In England in those days, where there were empty flats there were notices on the window: ‘To let — no Irish, no blacks, no dogs,’ ” she said 40 years later.
She saw a flat advertised in Golders Green and the agent arranged for someone to show her around.
“I thought it was the answer. I phoned the agent. She hadn’t seen me but had been told I wasn’t white.
“She pushed up the price from £7 to £12 a week.” Adelaide said she still wanted it.
“Are you coloured?” she was asked.
“No,” she replied. “I’m an African.”
The agent persisted. “Are you black?”
“Yes,” said Adelaide. “Very black.”
“Are you black like a West Indian, or have you got more of an olive colour? Can you pass as someone from the Continent?”
“No,” replied Adelaide. “I’m very black.”
“I’m sorry,” said the agent. “I can’t help you.”
Adelaide Tambo was a determined, obstinate, take-no-prisoners kind of person who refused to feel sorry for herself or allow circumstances to get on top of her. She was guided by what she believed was right and never wavered from the direction given by her unerring moral compass.
An example of this was in 1995 when she led 11 members out of the ANC Women’s League because she had moral qualms about the leadership of its president — and her one-time friend — Winnie Madikizela-Mandela.
Adelaide was 30 when she left South Africa for Swaziland in July 1960, disguised as a Swazi peasant . From there she and the children were taken to Botswana and then flown to Katanga province in the Congo. Katanga leader Moise Tshombe had seceded from Patrice Lumumba’s Congo republic, and as her Dakota landed, it was surrounded by soldiers .
Typically, she was keen to confront them, but the pilot pleaded with her to let him handle the situation. “Anything can happen. You can be shot, bayoneted, stabbed with a knife. Whatever happens, please do not fight back.”
She and the children were placed under arrest until Tshombe decided what to do with them. At 3am she was told she could continue her journey to Ghana.
She’d been told that Oliver would be waiting for her there, but when she arrived she was told he had left for London. When she got to London she was told he had gone to the United Nations in New York.
For the next 30 years she saw very little of him, and even on the rare and hurried occasions he was able to pop in, the constant presence of his entourage and demands on his attention made it virtually impossible for them to be alone as a family.
In a rare fit of anger she told him that he must rather stay at a hotel than at home because his visits were disruptive.
She worked anything from 12 to 20 hours a day as a nurse to support her family, and still managed to be a mother to young ANC students — the future President Thabo Mbeki among them — passing through London, needing to be fed, comforted and advised.
After a Peeping Tom broke into her property while she was on night shift, she decided that her children needed more care than she could give them, and approached the British Defence and Aid Fund for money to send them to expensive boarding schools.
The fund was reluctant, but she insisted. “I was damned if my children would have anything but the best in this country,” she told Oliver’s biographer, Luli Callinicos.
She was equally damned if she would let them be the butt of racial insults.
When her son Dali phoned her in a state after a racial incident at school, she went straight from her night shift to confront the headmaster and didn’t let the matter drop until he had made a public apology at school assembly, with her looking on.
Another incident that demonstrated her sometimes impulsive, derring- do attitude to misfortune was when there was a fire at her home. She immediately knotted some sheets and jumped out of the window. The knots didn’t hold and she fell to the ground, suffering fractures to her legs and hip.
She had to undergo serious surgery and her injuries contributed to the rheumatoid arthritis that plagued her in later life.
By the time she got to England, Adelaide was already a seasoned fighter.
Born in Vereeniging on July 18 1929, she was 10 when she witnessed her frail grandfather being roughly manhandled by white policemen after a riot in which a policeman had been killed.
She vowed then that she would do whatever it took to overthrow apartheid.
At the age of 15 she tried to join the ANC, but was told she was too young. Instead she made herself useful as a courier.
As a 17-year-old schoolgirl at Orlando High in Soweto, she was chosen to be a speaker at the launch of a new branch of the ANC Youth League. Her fellow speaker got an attack of nerves and withdrew, but Adelaide, remembered even at that age as being confident, assertive and determined, made a great impression on the president of the ANCYL, Oliver Tambo.
They met and began a long correspondence that eventually led to them going out together . On their first date Adelaide laid down the ground rules of exactly what Oliver could and couldn’t do with her.
In 1956 they married, but it was touch and go because, a couple of weeks before the wedding, Oliver was arrested along with other ANC leaders on charges of high treason.
After school Adelaide went to a teaching hospital in Pretoria to train as a nurse, and started a branch of the ANCYL at a nursing home.
In 1989, in London, Adelaide was called to the phone; it was Zambian President Kenneth Kaunda, saying that Oliver had had a stroke and would be flown to London in mining magnate Tiny Rowland’s jet. She must have an ambulance ready to rush him to hospital, Kaunda said .
Rowland was a great friend of Kaunda’s and through him became a friend of the Tambos. When they returned to South Africa in December 1990, he made them a present of his mansion in Sandhurst, Johannesburg, which is where Adelaide lived until her death. Oliver died in 1993.
Adelaide became a member of the National Assembly in 1994, resigning after her first five-year term.
She continued her life of public service , however, working with the aged and with physically handicapped children — the “differently abled”, as she called them — in Soweto.
She was given the Order of the Baobab in Gold in 2002, and the Order of Simon of Cyrene, the highest order in the Anglican church for distinguished service by lay people.
Adelaide dressed regally — celebrated Derber’s couturier Eric Pugin made her dresses — but never let her huge fame and stature go to her head.
The only thing that went there were the flamboyant headdresses that she loved so much and carried off so easily at charity events where her presence was always considered a great coup by the organisers.
She remained gracious, dignified, warm, friendly, approachable and generous (she seldom allowed visitors, even journalists, to leave her home without a gift) to the end.
Adelaide Tambo died at home on Wednesday evening of a suspected heart attack. She was 77 years old.
Mamelodi Sundowns 2 (7. Torrealba 10 min, 8. Chabangu 51 min) Kaizer Chiefs (1. Fernandez 32 min)
Vodacom Loftus Stadium, Tshwane
Premier Soccer League
Kick Off: 15h45
3rd f February 2007
Temperature: 34.0 °C
Kaizer Chiefs lost further ground in the title race as they were defeated by two goals to one by defending PSL Champions Mamelodi Sundowns on Saturday afternoon, with Sundowns having three games in hand over The Amakhosi it was a game Chiefs could ill afford to lose.
In what was a very open and attacking game Chiefs perhaps let themselves down and were unable to make the most of a number of goalkeeping errors by Brian Baloyi, and were also unable to make the most of the numerical advantage they held over Sundowns for the final twenty four minutes of the game after Jose Torrealba received his marching orders in the sixty six minutes.
In this high paced high energy game at times it seemed as though the game was being played in fast forward, Sundowns had the first scoring opportunity inside the first two minutes. Rowen Fernandez was able to push away a Lerato Chabangu cross from the left with Jose Torrealba putting the Chiefs keeper under pressure, Fernandez though did well to get to the ball as he pushed it away to safety.
Sundowns took the lead ten minutes in when Michael Manzini blocked a Chiefs clearance from just past the halfway line; the ball flew over the Chiefs defense and invitingly for Godfrey Sapula. The Sundowns midfielder set Jose Torrealba on his way to goal with a neat over head flick, the Venezuelan striker ran onto the passed and knocked the ball past Fernandez to hand Sundowns the advantage.
Nine minutes later and a comedy of errors by Sundowns at the back could have seen Chiefs level, it started when Brian Baloyi in characteristic fashion fluffed a cross and Josta Dladla too could not effectively get rid of the ball. Instead Scara Ngobese was able to take a pot shot at goal which was blocked by a Sundowns defender; Siyabonga Nkosi got hold of the rebounded ball and sent a cross into the danger area which Vuyo Mere knocked towards his own goal.
Brian Baloyi back tracked and got to the ball in time to save his defender from the embarrassment of putting the ball into his own net.
Has the half hour mark approached Scara Ngobese floated a beautiful looking ball towards Kaizer Junior, who did well to control the ball as he skipped past Kannemeyer the Sundowns defender threw out his leg and sent the Motaung crashing to the ground.
The referee duly pointed to the spot and Rowen Fernandez took the ensuing spot kick and sent Brian Baloyi the wrong way, the referee called Fernandez back and the kick had to be retaken as Chiefs midfielder Gerald Sibeko had encroached into the Sundowns 18 yard area. The second time around Fernandez kick was stopped by Baloyi but the Chiefs keeper pounced on the rebound, to ultimately score his first ever goal for Chiefs in open play. Fernandez goal ensured that the first half ended 1-1.
Chiefs had the opportunity to have taken the lead five minutes into the second half, when Brian Baloyi under pressure from David Radebe dropped the ball at the Chiefs striker’s feet. Radebe shot the ball goal wards on this occasion it was Baloyi whose blushes were spared as his defense got back in time to clear the ball off the line, instead of taking the lead Chiefs found themselves a goal down a minute later.
When in the fifty first minute Rowen Fernandez was unable to hold a Josta Dladla shot, and when the Chiefs keeper dropped the ball Lerato Chabangu was on hand to put the ball home from close range to give Sundowns the lead once again.
In the sixty second minute Sundowns could have made certain of the game, Esrom Nyanadoro’s shot come cross from the right flew over the Chiefs defense and knocked the top of Fernandez goal. Four minutes after that Sundowns found themselves a man down when Jose Torrealba said something to referee Ace Ncobo, who wasted no time in producing a red card and sent the Sundowns striker packing.
Chiefs though were unable to take advantage of the fact that they had a man more than the opposition, The Amakhosi’s final chance of the second half fell to substitute Serge Djiehoua in the 84th minute who after playing neat one two with Kaizer Motaung Junior.
Djiehoua collected the return pass and ran towards goal; his close range effort was well stopped by Brian Baloyi who did well to narrow down the angle which gave Djiehoua very few options as he was forced into trying his luck at goal.
With defeat at the hands of Sundowns Chiefs will have to do a lot of soul searching ahead of their next game against Golden Arrows in a week time, The Amakhosi will need no reminding of the fact that they have placed themselves under enormous pressure by dropping more points in the title race.
Ernst Middendorp will be looking to pick up the pieces in the coming week as Chiefs relinquish the top spot in the league, should they want to claim it back their can be no slip us from The Amakhosi from now to the 26th May.
Mamelodi Sundowns: 99. B. Baloyi, 14. S. Moriri (89. Apataki 74 min), 3. E. Nyandoro, 30. V. Mere, 10. G. Sapula (21. Carelse 63 min), 66. D. Kannemeyer, 19. B. Mhlongo, 25. M. Manzini, 9. J. Dladla, 7. J. Torrealba, 8. L. Chabangu (2. Ntwagae 88 min)
Substitutes: 28. J. Mabokgwane, 21. B. Carelse, 6. F. Costa, 89. P. Apataki, 13. L. Ndlela, 2. O. Ntwagae, 23. P. Ndlovu
Kaizer Chiefs: Kaizer Chiefs: 1. R. Fernandez, 4. C. Nzama, 2. J. Tau, 21. P. Mayo, 33. D. Mototo (13. Obua 81 min), 27. G. Sibeko (25. Schalkwyk 86 min), 8. T. Nengomasha, 11. E. Ngobese, 10. S. Nkosi, 31. D. Radebe (9. Djiehoua 75 min), 7. K. Motaung Junior
Substitutes: 16. R. Wuest, 18. A. Zwane, 25. G. Schalkwyk, 13. D. Obua, 9. S. Djiehoua 24. D. Mathebula, 6. F. McCarthy
Cards: Mamelodi Sundowns: Red Cards, 7. Jose Torrealba 66 min Kaizer Chiefs: Yellow Cards, 9. Serge Djiehoua 90+
Referee: Ace Ncobo
Assistant 1: Luyanda Somi
Assistant 2: Manutse Nayo
4TH Official: Matthew Dyer
Match Commissioner: Jankey Mabitsela