WRITING WHAT WE LIKE | Editor Yolisa Qunta
True to its title, inspired, of course, by Steve Biko’s famous essay, “I write what I like”, this collection speaks boldly and unashamedly about race in South Africa. It features young black writers of various backgrounds and trajectories, who grapple with a variety of
contentious topics, including the meaning of blackness, the problematic terminology of the race debate in South Africa, romance in a time of freedom, and comic relief. Many essays
show maturity and thoughtful analysis of white, black, and coloured relationships in South
Africa, and some inspiring visions for the future. This book is bound to further this conversation, and help define the responsibilities of a new
generation.
Tafelberg, R195
August 2016
Black and white at centre of novel
Neighbours divided in Omotoso's latest
THE WOMAN NEXT DOOR | Yewande Omotoso
Two octogenarians — one black, one white — form the prickly kernel of Omotoso’s new novel. Embittered, lonely, and hateful at the novel’s opening, it appears the neighbours couldn’t be more divided. But then Omotoso
deftly throws the two together — with explosive, moving, and transformative results, showing
that while the past may imprison us, freedom is not impossible.
Chatto & Windus, R305
BEE: HELPING OR HURTING? | Anthea Jeffery
R600-billion of black economic empowerment (BEE) deals later, what has changed? For our country’s unemployed young people, and millions of its poorest, the answer is “not nearly enough”. In the forensically researched and accessibly written BEE: Helping or Hurting?, Anthea Jeffery explains why this is the case, with a sweeping survey of BEE, affirmative
action, land restitution, and other attempts at redress since 1994. Acknowledging the need to tackle inequality, Jeffery proposes an alternative to BEE, economic empowerment for the disadvantaged — using “income and other indicators of socioeconomic advantage as the foundation for its interventions”.
Tafelberg, R270
BLACK BRAIN, WHITE BRAIN | Gavin Evans
The journalist Gavin Evans goes to some lengths to show that the science is clear: race is social construct, not a biological fact; there are more genetic differentiations inside “races”
than between them. Despite this, a bunch of pseudoscientists — many of them IQ-obsessed
evolutionary psychologists — continue to make racist claims that insist certain races (typically
whites and Asians) have evolved to become genetically smarter than others (typically blacks). Evans compre-hensively (and often humorously) rubbishes the theories espoused by these crackpots, and he should be
applauded for his entertaining, easy-to-understand, and hugely insightful contribution to debunking the pseudoscience around race.
Jonathan Ball, R240
WRITING WHAT WE LIKE | Editor Yolisa Qunta
True to its title, inspired, of course, by Steve Biko’s famous essay, “I write what I like”, this collection speaks boldly and unashamedly about race in South Africa. It features young black writers of various backgrounds and trajectories, who grapple with a variety of
contentious topics, including the meaning of blackness, the problematic terminology of the race debate in South Africa, romance in a time of freedom, and comic relief. Many essays
show maturity and thoughtful analysis of white, black, and coloured relationships in South
Africa, and some inspiring visions for the future. This book is bound to further this conversation, and help define the responsibilities of a new
generation.
Tafelberg, R195
WHAT IF THERE WERE NO WHITES IN SOUTH AFRICA? | Ferial Haffajee
City Press editor Ferial Haffajee does not endorse removing all white people in one foul swoop, or the accelerating of existing broad-based black economic empowerment efforts. Instead, her book suggests that the idea of a white/black dichotomy is, at best, a too-neat descriptor of what is really going on. Drawing on her own experiences, Haffajee explore the way in which struggle rhetoric has continued to persist as part of our dialogue on race today, and how this rhetoric is no longer adequate. The question, really, is not if there were no whites in South Africa, but what if we stopped speaking about white and black, and instead start talking about how we can build a future with what we have now.
Picador Africa, R275
IN THE MAID’S ROOM | Hagen Engler
(extract)
Now my fuckin’ canopy got stolen! I spend the night sleeping in a fuckin’ store room that smells of thinners, my furniture gets rained on during the night. I’m so fuckin’ irate with Ready and Mouse that I don’t even wanna go inside
and speak to them. I can smell them having housewarming spliffs with fuckin’ Sizwe and I don’t even have any weed on me so I just sit back here in my room and stew. Of course it’s all my weed that I bought, or that Mouse put on my account at Mark the Mert. But that’s par for the fuckin’ course. And now I wake up and my bladdy canopy’s got stolen right off my bakkie. From right outside the Swamp. I don’t know if it’s because Sizwe’s just moved in, but it’s a strange coincidence.
Jacana, R220