The whitewashing of our history was urged by white settlers to divert black violence from themselves and confine it to black spaces. The project to dishonour the true history of the country is endorsed and carried out by the current black government.

In this review, I will delve into the profound dialogue that the play engages in with themes such as love, grief, and shame. Please note that there may be spoilers ahead, so I recommend watching the play through the following link before continuing:

#ButBlacks; Let me remind you: kaloku sana you live in a racist society. And in such a society racism is the NORM, a norm that can only reproduce itself. Meaning: fuck your pain!

To genuinely address historical wrongs and honour the struggle for justice, liberal democracies must actively engage with the past. Historical memory serves as a vital link between past injustices and present calls for justice.

The beautiful art hanging on the walls, the eclectic souls walking in and out of the organised chaos, strangers on their path to lifelong friendships exchanging light pleasantries, and passing around zols, beers, cigarettes and love are all a prelude to the music.

This open letter serves as a reflection on the enduring impact of colonial bonds that have haunted education in South Africa's colony.

In 2016, after a barrage of health problems, Tina's kidneys began to fail. A Swiss citizen by then, she had started preparing for assisted suicide when her husband stepped in. According to Tina, he said, "He didn't want another woman or another life."

Zolani Mahola stands as an inspiration to others, embodying the transformative power of music and its ability to bring healing, unity, and empowerment.