Category Thoughts

To your power and glory:

Barefoot I would run over stinging sand, Rocks with sharp edges – Blind to pain – Searching for escape, Hurtling headlong toward success’s heady rush.   Now I’m less nimble. I wait. Surrender. Succumb. Your sting has softened. Today you’re old bruise – A familiar discomfort, The mere memory of a wound. Glorious failure  – my […]

Oscar Pistorius. Afrikaner vrot banana

That great white myth – the Afrikaner masculine identity. [For Jacques Pauw.] “Pistorius was born without fibula bones into this obsessive and well-resourced sporting culture. He had his legs amputated as a baby, but his tough Afrikaner family treated that almost as a detail.” Simon Kuper in The Financial Times. “The Blade Runner, the Afrikaner hero, […]