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Radical Middle | 125<br />
He sent me a short and aggrieved letter saying he was<br />
disappointed I had turned into another Citizen, so I went to<br />
speak to him. He was then Bishop of Johannesburg, in a quaint<br />
strange churchlet, St albans, nestling between the back end of<br />
the financial sector and the minedumps.<br />
I tried to talk him into structural ways of peace, but he was<br />
clear that his business was not theorising, it was upholding<br />
decent values and promoting reconciliation. I had the same<br />
problem with that as I have with white liberalism, it was decent<br />
but it was also hollow. Nice intentions don’t do that much for<br />
the penury of the penurious or the exclusion of the excluded.<br />
But I think when you’ve just been anointed the world’s chief<br />
peacemaker there is only so much listening you can do to some<br />
quibbling nobody talking in riddles. I gave up my mission for<br />
the occasion. We had tea and small-talk and he held my hand<br />
and prayed for me and said I wasn’t a Citizen after all, even if he<br />
wasn’t sure what I was. Spring was in my step when I left him.<br />
With Lucas Mangope, President of Bophuthatswana, I<br />
had an appointment – set up by phone, confirmed by letter,<br />
reconfirmed by phone the day before. I spent eight hours in his<br />
waiting room, went home unseen, and wrote a snotty article<br />
about the wait. His press secretary, Kevin Kent, later engagingly<br />
told of the follow-up.<br />
Kevin spent days honing a blistering letter which was going<br />
to put me firmly in my place, under a stone with the insects. He<br />
proudly gave it to Mangope for signature. Mangope glanced at<br />
it for half a moment and said, “Kevin, dear boy, you must learn<br />
when firmness is required” – he turned to lightly drop the letter<br />
in his wastebin – “and when it is not.”<br />
Then I succumbed to a short (rare) dose of celebritism and<br />
published an item hinting at an affair between Bantu Holomisa,<br />
then the military dictator of the Transkei, and Zindzi Mandela.<br />
Some days later the phone rang. “This is General Holomisa in<br />
Transkei. Your article is not correct. The facts are as follows…”<br />
He spent maybe three businesslike minutes spelling it out.<br />
Then he said, “I have now given you correct information. What