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could understand the other—the Tower of Babel. Few people in South Africa speak Tsonga,<br />
but since my stepfather was Tsonga I had picked it up along the way. I overheard the cop and<br />
the other guy going back and forth with nothing getting across, so I stepped in and translated<br />
for them and sorted everything out.<br />
Nelson Mandela once said, “If you talk to a man in a language he understands, that goes<br />
to his head. If you talk to him in his language, that goes to his heart.” He was so right. When<br />
you make the effort to speak someone else’s language, even if it’s just basic phrases here and<br />
there, you are saying to them, “I understand that you have a culture and identity that exists<br />
beyond me. I see you as a human being.”<br />
That is exactly what happened with the Hulk. The second I spoke to him, this face that<br />
had seemed so threatening and mean lit up with gratitude. “Ah, na khensa, na khensa, na<br />
khensa. Hi wena mani? Mufana wa mukhaladi u xitiela kwini xiTsonga? U huma kwini?”<br />
“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you. Who are you? How does a colored guy know Tsonga?<br />
Where are you from?”<br />
Once we started talking I realized he wasn’t the Hulk at all. He was the sweetest man, a<br />
gentle giant, the biggest teddy bear in the world. He was simple, not educated. I’d assumed he<br />
was in for murder, for squashing a family to death with his bare hands, but it wasn’t anything<br />
like that. He’d been arrested for shoplifting PlayStation games. He was out of work and<br />
needed money to send to his family back home, and when he saw how much these games<br />
sold for he thought he could steal a few and sell them to white kids and make a lot of money.<br />
As soon as he told me that, I knew he wasn’t some hardened criminal. I know the world of<br />
pirated things—stolen videogames have no value because it’s cheaper and less risky to copy<br />
them, like Bolo’s parents did.<br />
I tried to help him out a bit. I told him my trick of putting off your bail hearing to get<br />
your defense together, so he stayed in the cell, too, biding his time, and we hit it off and hung<br />
out for a few days, having a good time, getting to know each other. No one else in the cell<br />
knew what to make of us, the ruthless colored gangster and his menacing, Hulk-like friend.<br />
He told me his story, a South African story that was all too familiar to me: The man grows up<br />
under apartheid, working on a farm, part of what’s essentially a slave labor force. It’s a living<br />
hell but it’s at least something. He’s paid a pittance but at least he’s paid. He’s told where to<br />
be and what to do every waking minute of his day. Then apartheid ends and he doesn’t even<br />
have that anymore. He finds his way to Johannesburg, looking for work, trying to feed his<br />
children back home. But he’s lost. He has no education. He has no skills. He doesn’t know<br />
what to do, doesn’t know where to be. The world has been taught to be scared of him, but the<br />
reality is that he is scared of the world because he has none of the tools necessary to cope<br />
with it. So what does he do? He takes shit. He becomes a petty thief. He’s in and out of jail.<br />
He gets lucky and finds some construction work, but then he gets laid off from that, and a few<br />
days later he’s in a shop and he sees some PlayStation games and he grabs them, but he<br />
doesn’t even know enough to know that he’s stolen something of no value.<br />
I felt terrible for him. The more time I spent in jail, the more I realized that the law isn’t<br />
rational at all. It’s a lottery. What color is your skin? How much money do you have? Who’s<br />
your lawyer? Who’s the judge? Shoplifting PlayStation games was less of an offense than<br />
driving with bad number plates. He had committed a crime, but he was no more a criminal<br />
than I was. The difference was that he didn’t have any friends or family to help him out. He