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130 | denis beckett<br />
who knew first aid took over. The social rules were suspended.<br />
Strangers talked to each other, commiserating, lamenting,<br />
communicating. Then there were sirens and police and dogs<br />
and ropes.<br />
When I got back aubrey had come and gone. He was a<br />
stickler for time, aubrey. If you had an appointment for nine<br />
and pitched up at five past he’d pull back his sleeve and<br />
scrutinise his watch.<br />
aubrey had tolerated my ideological failings better than<br />
many of his comrades. He nibbled at super-democracy and that<br />
was what this meeting was about. We’d agreed to thrash it out<br />
until one of us persuaded the other. Optimistic, but not a bad<br />
thing to try.<br />
Next time I saw aubrey was after Frontline published<br />
Nomavenda’s expose of Winnie Mandela, in May 1987. aubrey<br />
wasn’t talking to me any more, or to Nomavenda. Whenever<br />
either of us saw him he shook his head and held up his hand<br />
in do-not-accost-me style. Which has something to be said for<br />
it. Several of his colleagues congratulated us in private but<br />
wouldn’t be seen in our company.<br />
I never spoke to aubrey again, though I once visited his<br />
office (in Portland Place, next door) in strange and sickening<br />
circumstances.<br />
Long before, I had started a story about car theft. Why were<br />
cars stolen? In the electronic age surely police should pick them<br />
up like jam, through terminals at border posts or roadblocks?<br />
I asked the head of Vehicle Theft. He said he wouldn’t know<br />
about that. His job was to catch the thieves after they stole the<br />
car. Nor could he comment on the efficacy of deterrents – gearlocks,<br />
alarms, etc – because that would be State interference in<br />
the private sector.<br />
I started the story but distractions arose. When Gael’s little<br />
blue escort became our seventh car to go walkabout, I tried<br />
again and I got a captain who deserves medals. I spent half a<br />
day in his office at the east end of John Vorster Square, next<br />
to the stairwell where the toilets were. He demonstrated tools