After 2010 we are all in need of rebounding – hence this light-hearted blog.
What are some of the things we are rebounding from?
• The success of the World Cup. It was wonderful while it lasted – but can we find a new national project to refocus our energies? Some suggestions: the education system; the criminal justice system; the health care system.
• We all need to rebound from the antics of Julius Malema (‘bloody agent’).
• COPE needs to rebound from itself – or simply go into liquidation! An awesome lesson on how to self-destruct.
• The DA needs to rebound from the Makhaza toilet saga and the ‘battle of Hangberg’. It also needs to rebound from its ‘victory in Gugulethu’ (Ward 44 - most of the voters actually live in Heideveld) and face political reality.
• The ANC needs to rebound from the politics of self-enrichment and recall Trevor Manuel’s advice to return to its roots and ‘become part of people’s lives’.
• Trevor Manuel needs to rebound from his ‘redeployment’ and become more relevant within the ANC.
• The ANC must rebound from the legacy of ‘quiet diplomacy’ and stop giving comfort to a brutal dictator and his corrupt and ruthless ruling clique (You know who I mean!).
• The Proteas must rebound from their defeat in the second test and realize that a world cup is staring them in the face.
• The Springboks must rebound from their embarrassing Super 14 campaign, find a coach, and realize that the world cup is staring them in the face.
• We all need to rebound from the effects of climate change and the mismanagement of our water resources – before we run out or drinkable water.
I’ll stop there. My own personal rebound strategy? Rebound therapy in the form of a mini-trampoline. According to one website it can work wonders: ‘It not only makes you fit, tones your body and assists with weight loss, but when done properly, it is one of the most effective ways to boost your lymphatic system, detoxify your body and boost your immune system.’ And it’s a lot cheaper than a personal trainer. And you can do it in the comfort and privacy of your own patch of garden.
Disclaimer: this fitness tip for 2011 is offered free of charge, but I accept no liability for possible injury!
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Thursday, October 14, 2010
After the Twin Towers - rethinking CapeTown
After the Athlone Cooling Towers: A historic opportunity?
For a start, let’s consider the strategic and historical significance of this site. It is situated at the point where three distinct urban zones (products of the apartheid city) intersect: Pinelands (middle class surburbia), Langa (our first black ‘township’), and Athlone (a mainly ‘coloured’ residential area, precursor to Mitchell’s Plain and that amorphous expanse popularly known as ‘the Cape Flats’). Neither ‘black’ nor ‘white’, the development of this liminal site holds the potential to bring together what apartheid put asunder.
The N2
Almost as significant is the fact that this site is located on the N2, the point of entry to Cape Town for migrants from the hinterland and tourists from the airport. Plus of course the thousands of commuters who stream past on their way to or from work. What an opportunity to open Cape Town up to all its inhabitants and to the tourists whose foreign currency is an important driver of the local economy.
The informal economy
Given the inability of the formal sector to create jobs, isn’t this a wonderful opportunity to tap into and channel the creativity that exists in the informal sector? This country provides us with some stunning examples of what can be achieved. I have in mind in particular the well-documented example of the Warwick Junction Urban Renewal Project in Durban (see the book, Working in Warwick by Richard Dobson and Caroline Skinner (with Jillian Nicholson). Their book is a vivid illustration of the success of this Project, and suggests some of the ways in which one could build on the enterprise and skills that already exist in the informal sector (as a walk through neighbouring Langa will illustrate). Some of the possibilities that come to mind include the creation of the following:
• A fresh produce market
• A clothing market
• A flower market
• A food court featuring traditional township and Cape cuisine (a potential tourist drawcard)
• A fish market (linked to the food court)
• An arts and crafts market (nothing mass-produced or imported)
• A market for herbalists and traditional medicines and treatments
• A recycling centre
• Last but not least, a few shebeens!
Add to this mix a tourist centre and information office that would demonstrate that there is more to this city than just Table Mountain, Cape Point, the Waterfront, Long Street and Robben Island (on a good day when the Ferry is working!)
A project centre with rooms for meetings and workshops would be a necessity – as would a child-care centre.
The centrepiece would be the remaining turbine hall, which surely has great potential as an exhibition space– to supplement, extend and popularise the work of existing museums and art galleries in Cape Town. According to the Cape times headline (5 October) it could become an ‘African cultural centre’ – one hopes the word ‘African’ is being used inclusively here.
Planning would obviously be needed to integrate the site into the city’s transport system (rail, bus and cycle) - essential if it is to become a crucial development node.
Of course for any of this to happen will require some creativity and imagination, and the active participation of the traders and vendors and craftsmen and women who would make this work. It has happened elsewhere; it should not be impossible here.
Rob Gaylard
For a start, let’s consider the strategic and historical significance of this site. It is situated at the point where three distinct urban zones (products of the apartheid city) intersect: Pinelands (middle class surburbia), Langa (our first black ‘township’), and Athlone (a mainly ‘coloured’ residential area, precursor to Mitchell’s Plain and that amorphous expanse popularly known as ‘the Cape Flats’). Neither ‘black’ nor ‘white’, the development of this liminal site holds the potential to bring together what apartheid put asunder.
The N2
Almost as significant is the fact that this site is located on the N2, the point of entry to Cape Town for migrants from the hinterland and tourists from the airport. Plus of course the thousands of commuters who stream past on their way to or from work. What an opportunity to open Cape Town up to all its inhabitants and to the tourists whose foreign currency is an important driver of the local economy.
The informal economy
Given the inability of the formal sector to create jobs, isn’t this a wonderful opportunity to tap into and channel the creativity that exists in the informal sector? This country provides us with some stunning examples of what can be achieved. I have in mind in particular the well-documented example of the Warwick Junction Urban Renewal Project in Durban (see the book, Working in Warwick by Richard Dobson and Caroline Skinner (with Jillian Nicholson). Their book is a vivid illustration of the success of this Project, and suggests some of the ways in which one could build on the enterprise and skills that already exist in the informal sector (as a walk through neighbouring Langa will illustrate). Some of the possibilities that come to mind include the creation of the following:
• A fresh produce market
• A clothing market
• A flower market
• A food court featuring traditional township and Cape cuisine (a potential tourist drawcard)
• A fish market (linked to the food court)
• An arts and crafts market (nothing mass-produced or imported)
• A market for herbalists and traditional medicines and treatments
• A recycling centre
• Last but not least, a few shebeens!
Add to this mix a tourist centre and information office that would demonstrate that there is more to this city than just Table Mountain, Cape Point, the Waterfront, Long Street and Robben Island (on a good day when the Ferry is working!)
A project centre with rooms for meetings and workshops would be a necessity – as would a child-care centre.
The centrepiece would be the remaining turbine hall, which surely has great potential as an exhibition space– to supplement, extend and popularise the work of existing museums and art galleries in Cape Town. According to the Cape times headline (5 October) it could become an ‘African cultural centre’ – one hopes the word ‘African’ is being used inclusively here.
Planning would obviously be needed to integrate the site into the city’s transport system (rail, bus and cycle) - essential if it is to become a crucial development node.
Of course for any of this to happen will require some creativity and imagination, and the active participation of the traders and vendors and craftsmen and women who would make this work. It has happened elsewhere; it should not be impossible here.
Rob Gaylard
Saturday, August 7, 2010
'Save the --- ', or how to assign significance?
I just posted these two messages on my Facebook wall.
"Save Johannesburg. eGoli is threatened by a rising tide of toxic mine water 530m below the surface and rising at a rate of 18m meters a month. But can Johannesburg be saved - or should we evacuate? (See today's Argus p. 5)"
"Save the arum lily micro frog - don't buy illegally picked arum lilies. This little frog breeds in the water and dew held in the lily's cup, and indiscriminate harvesting threatens its survival.( See today's Argus, page 9.)"
They illustrate an ongoing problem – a spin-off of the ‘information age’. We are constantly bombarded by bits of information and by a variety of appeals – from ‘save the micro frog’ to ‘save the Liesbeck’ to ‘save the carthorses’ to ‘save the fynbos’ to ‘save the whales’ to ‘save the planet’. Is there an ascending order of significance? How to assign our time and energy (given that this is finite)? Do we each just pick whatever is in closest proximity to us, or whatever grabs our attention? The smaller and closer, the more likely we are to see some kind of result for our efforts. The larger the appeal (‘save the planet’) the more remote it becomes, and the punier our efforts seem. Do we start in our own backyard (micro frogs, carthorses, the Liesbeck River, the fynbos) and hope that cumulatively our efforts add up to something?
I suppose the only thing that is certain is that its better to do something than nothing. As someone once said, ‘Nothing will come of nothing.’
"Save Johannesburg. eGoli is threatened by a rising tide of toxic mine water 530m below the surface and rising at a rate of 18m meters a month. But can Johannesburg be saved - or should we evacuate? (See today's Argus p. 5)"
"Save the arum lily micro frog - don't buy illegally picked arum lilies. This little frog breeds in the water and dew held in the lily's cup, and indiscriminate harvesting threatens its survival.( See today's Argus, page 9.)"
They illustrate an ongoing problem – a spin-off of the ‘information age’. We are constantly bombarded by bits of information and by a variety of appeals – from ‘save the micro frog’ to ‘save the Liesbeck’ to ‘save the carthorses’ to ‘save the fynbos’ to ‘save the whales’ to ‘save the planet’. Is there an ascending order of significance? How to assign our time and energy (given that this is finite)? Do we each just pick whatever is in closest proximity to us, or whatever grabs our attention? The smaller and closer, the more likely we are to see some kind of result for our efforts. The larger the appeal (‘save the planet’) the more remote it becomes, and the punier our efforts seem. Do we start in our own backyard (micro frogs, carthorses, the Liesbeck River, the fynbos) and hope that cumulatively our efforts add up to something?
I suppose the only thing that is certain is that its better to do something than nothing. As someone once said, ‘Nothing will come of nothing.’
Friday, June 4, 2010
Waiting for Godot (again)
Have just seen the latest South African incarnation of 'Waiting for Godot' at the Little Theatre. A memorable production of perhaps the twentieth century’s greatest play. Instructive to recognise how much 'Boesman and Lena' owes to 'Godot' – with the important difference that Gogo and Didi’s vulnerability and despair are part of an universal human condition, whereas Boesman and Lena’s predicament is (also) rooted in three centuries of colonial and racial oppression and exploitation. B&L has a very specific South African setting and resonance.
Perhaps the best short description of the play is that provided by an early (and rather bemused) critic, who complained: ‘Nothing happens, twice!’ (This is, of course, entirely the point.) But how entertainingly do Gogo and Didi pass the time! And how poignantly! Are we all just whistling in the dark?
Perhaps the best short description of the play is that provided by an early (and rather bemused) critic, who complained: ‘Nothing happens, twice!’ (This is, of course, entirely the point.) But how entertainingly do Gogo and Didi pass the time! And how poignantly! Are we all just whistling in the dark?
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
'The Ugly Noo Noo' and the New South Africa
Have just seen Andrew Buckland’s brilliant one-man play, 'The Ugly Noo Noo'. First performed at the Market Theatre in 1988, it has worn extremely well. In fact, it has gained an unexpected contemporary resonance – it was clearly a seminal influence on Blomkamp’s District Nine.
At its most obvious level the play is a hilarious take on the fear and loathing inspired by the infamous ‘Parktown prawn’ – in reality a quite harmless, oversized cricket which invades gardens and houses and has some alarming habits (it can jump waist-high, and defecates in response to threat). It is also an (accidental) alien invader, brought to Joburg in loads of sand from some coastal area. It has adapted to its new urban environment and is remarkably resilient, resisting most attempts to exterminate it.
Back in the dark days of the 1980s, faced with multiple threats, real or imagined (the ‘rooi gevaar’, the ‘swart gevaar’, the ANC underground, MK) the play was a vehicle for political satire and sly subversion. Buckland’s performance inevitably generates sympathy for the despised ‘prawns’ – and provides a mock-serious expose of the ‘species-ism’ of which we humans are guilty. As the prawns are humanised through Buckland’s performance, the humans are defamiliarised. As we are obtain a prawn’s eye view of the human species, we realize what strange creatures we really are!
In the contemporary South African context The Ugly Noo Noo gains further, unexpected significance. One cannot help but be reminded of the recent xenophobic violence, when foreign ‘aliens’ were hacked to death, burnt alive, or driven into refuge camps (an event which also clearly informs Neill Blomkamp’s film).
The play’s exploration of our irrational fears and loathings is as relevant now as it was in 1988. Come back Andrew Buckland!
At its most obvious level the play is a hilarious take on the fear and loathing inspired by the infamous ‘Parktown prawn’ – in reality a quite harmless, oversized cricket which invades gardens and houses and has some alarming habits (it can jump waist-high, and defecates in response to threat). It is also an (accidental) alien invader, brought to Joburg in loads of sand from some coastal area. It has adapted to its new urban environment and is remarkably resilient, resisting most attempts to exterminate it.
Back in the dark days of the 1980s, faced with multiple threats, real or imagined (the ‘rooi gevaar’, the ‘swart gevaar’, the ANC underground, MK) the play was a vehicle for political satire and sly subversion. Buckland’s performance inevitably generates sympathy for the despised ‘prawns’ – and provides a mock-serious expose of the ‘species-ism’ of which we humans are guilty. As the prawns are humanised through Buckland’s performance, the humans are defamiliarised. As we are obtain a prawn’s eye view of the human species, we realize what strange creatures we really are!
In the contemporary South African context The Ugly Noo Noo gains further, unexpected significance. One cannot help but be reminded of the recent xenophobic violence, when foreign ‘aliens’ were hacked to death, burnt alive, or driven into refuge camps (an event which also clearly informs Neill Blomkamp’s film).
The play’s exploration of our irrational fears and loathings is as relevant now as it was in 1988. Come back Andrew Buckland!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
The humble hyphen
‘To hyphenate or not to hyphenate?’ – in the greater scheme of things this may seem a trivial question, but it is a recurring source of uncertainty and anxiety for editors and writers. Fowler heroically attempted to systematize its use, but it seems best to concede that this is impossible. It is often simply a matter of usage, and the best advice (when in doubt) is to consult a dictionary. Here are some examples of variations in usage: ‘water-gauge’ but ‘water heater’; water-meadow’ but ‘water main’; ‘watercolour’ (UK) but ‘water-colour’ (US).
Nevertheless, something may usefully be said.
1. It is used in compound adjectives, in particular to avoid ambiguity. There is a big difference between ‘six-inch nails’ and ‘six inch nails’; and (as Lynne Truss wittily points out) there is an even bigger difference between ‘extra-marital sex’ and ‘extra marital sex’!
2. It is used to link words, especially when used adjectivally. Compare ‘an out-of-work taxi driver’ with ‘a taxi driver who is out of work’.
3. Certain prefixes need hyphens: ‘Are you pro-abortion or pro-life?’; ‘The anti-apartheid movement was a powerful force for change.’
4. It is sometimes used to avoid ‘letter collision’, as in ‘de-ice’. However there is (in my view) no reason to hyphenate ‘coordinate’ or ‘cooperate’
5. The use of ‘floating hyphens’ is inelegant, but not incorrect. e.g. ‘Are you looking for full- or part-time employment?’
6. Hyphens are of course often used to divide words at the end of a line.
Nevertheless, something may usefully be said.
1. It is used in compound adjectives, in particular to avoid ambiguity. There is a big difference between ‘six-inch nails’ and ‘six inch nails’; and (as Lynne Truss wittily points out) there is an even bigger difference between ‘extra-marital sex’ and ‘extra marital sex’!
2. It is used to link words, especially when used adjectivally. Compare ‘an out-of-work taxi driver’ with ‘a taxi driver who is out of work’.
3. Certain prefixes need hyphens: ‘Are you pro-abortion or pro-life?’; ‘The anti-apartheid movement was a powerful force for change.’
4. It is sometimes used to avoid ‘letter collision’, as in ‘de-ice’. However there is (in my view) no reason to hyphenate ‘coordinate’ or ‘cooperate’
5. The use of ‘floating hyphens’ is inelegant, but not incorrect. e.g. ‘Are you looking for full- or part-time employment?’
6. Hyphens are of course often used to divide words at the end of a line.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Freedom Day – why is it so difficult to celebrate?
It’s not easy to say ‘Happy Freedom Day’ – one might be suspected of irony, mockery or subversion. What are we celebrating? The official government website tells us that ‘we celebrate 16 years of deepening democracy and freedom and the achievements we have made as a nation’ (www.info.gov.za/events/freedom-day.htm).
The memory of that day in April 1994 may not have faded, but why do these words ring so hollow? Because we also know that those 16 years have brought an deepening of poverty, a widening of the gap between rich and poor, an exponential increase in the rate of crime – and both an extension and a deterioration of educational and public health care systems. After 16 years, is the glass half full or half empty? And who are the principal beneficiaries? The established white elite and the rising new black elite?
It is easy to be cynical, much more difficult to find some kind of balance between optimism and pessimism.
Political freedom? Yes, we enjoy obviously much more political freedom than we ever had before. But if one is hungry, unemployed, landless and lacking in market-related skills, what then does political freedom mean? One cannot eat ballot papers.
If one has a house and a job and some money in the bank it may not be too difficult to find something to celebrate. But if one is one of 400 000 on the Cape Town housing waiting list, or one of the (roughly) 30% of our fellow countrymen who are unemployed, what then? Does one live on promises?
This not just a political problem: it is also a challenge for anyone who would like to believe in our collective future, and who wants to live with a modicum of hope. Is anyone prepared to grasp this nettle?
The memory of that day in April 1994 may not have faded, but why do these words ring so hollow? Because we also know that those 16 years have brought an deepening of poverty, a widening of the gap between rich and poor, an exponential increase in the rate of crime – and both an extension and a deterioration of educational and public health care systems. After 16 years, is the glass half full or half empty? And who are the principal beneficiaries? The established white elite and the rising new black elite?
It is easy to be cynical, much more difficult to find some kind of balance between optimism and pessimism.
Political freedom? Yes, we enjoy obviously much more political freedom than we ever had before. But if one is hungry, unemployed, landless and lacking in market-related skills, what then does political freedom mean? One cannot eat ballot papers.
If one has a house and a job and some money in the bank it may not be too difficult to find something to celebrate. But if one is one of 400 000 on the Cape Town housing waiting list, or one of the (roughly) 30% of our fellow countrymen who are unemployed, what then? Does one live on promises?
This not just a political problem: it is also a challenge for anyone who would like to believe in our collective future, and who wants to live with a modicum of hope. Is anyone prepared to grasp this nettle?
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