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Radical Middle | 223<br />
Johnny never said a word to me after that. (Not that he’d<br />
said one before, beyond that “mmf”). But I have heard it said<br />
that the case ruined the remaining 17 years of his life.<br />
for me, my two appellate Division appearances are stains.<br />
My name lives in South african law, once as “loser” and once<br />
as “winner”, in two perverse cases that should never happened<br />
at all. One of them shows that the law can reach legally correct<br />
conclusions that the layman rightly brands absurd. The other,<br />
even stranger, shows that suing for the light-hearted use of a<br />
rough word can bring the rough use of the rough word into<br />
play. (Ten years later Stephen told me he’d had a flashback: “I<br />
never meant to say ‘depraved’, the word I was looking for was<br />
‘deranged’ ”.) and both cases show that there’s no winner in a<br />
libel suit.<br />
I didn’t meet Buthelezi again, to talk to, until 2008, when<br />
he treated me like a lost son. and he was 80 now, I couldn’t<br />
prolong any war. Overall, though, while not many of the million<br />
cock-ups I have made leave me with a truly sour taste, these<br />
two court cases, which weren’t strictly my cock-ups, would be<br />
welcome to evacuate the mind.<br />
finally – and now? We’re still in South africa. We’re going no<br />
place else. Our kids haven’t left, even. I love the place, I love the<br />
people – quite literally, that phrase means much to me, now.<br />
Once it was just the standard cliché; what one said. Now I know<br />
better, I know how much boost I get out of day-to-day dealings<br />
with the ordinary people of africa. The best way I can describe<br />
it is by that song “a stranger’s just a friend you do not know.”<br />
In my world, my culture, that’s a thing a songwriter wrote, it’s<br />
a thing preachers preach about. But africa lives it. In ordinary<br />
relationship with ordinary real-africans, you acquire friends all<br />
the time. That’s real to me. Of course, there are times it sours;<br />
times the guy wants to use you, but mostly it’s lovely and it’s<br />
often made doubly lovely by the breathtaking quantities of<br />
effort and energy and expertise that your new friend volunteers<br />
on your behalf. I become more at home with africanness, more<br />
interested in human beings and very uninterested in caste