Racism is not about being called kaffir, nigger or monkey. It is not about bananas being thrown at you at a soccer match or being taunted with monkey sounds.

If your head is weaved with pubic hair taken off some old Indian woman and you wear plastic nails, hands off Mshoza, you hypocrite! The other day I found myself searching for the meaning of the word natural

We are having a discussion about Reconciliation and its purpose. Derik makes his point and I understand where he comes from. He argues that if this country is originally for the so-called Africans, then what about him and his likes. He asks where they should go to because this is home to them.

“It was a job you know? Wouldn’t you have done yours had it been yours?” He asked with his old redishly staunch eyes sharply glaring at me. Of course I would have done my job, I just did not want to give him more ammunition and approval so as to say what he did was right.

If our struggle is truly driven by principle, solidarity and love then what Lorde is saying is not difficult to understand. Unlike the Mpemnyamas who claim that Black Power movements are inherently intersectional, I wish to echo the cry from the many Black feminists and Black gender non-conforming activists within the Fees Must Fall and Rhodes Must Fall movements that “this movement will be intersectional or it will be bullshit”.

“We live in this community only to serve those who are really living their lives. We fix their cars so that they can carry on with their lives. We live in this community but we are not part of the community. We are dirty from 7am to 7pm. Women don’t want to be seen with mechanics.”

Our dishonest elders, through years of calculated propaganda dispersed mainly through the SABC and the appropriation of the South African struggle narrative, have managed to persuade South Africans that a white settler minority can co-exist with the citizens of this country. How can perpetrators of crimes and the victims of dehumanization co-exist under a peaceful just society?