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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

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