Jingle Hells
I went to a mall the other day just to get a break from the marathon coverage of all things Madiba.
Under normal circumstances, I would sooner pluck my eyeballs out with a red-hot spoon than go into ...
The First White Mandela
I have been thinking of ways of hitching my three-legged horse to the Mandela bandwagon.
This could be my last shot at getting rich. And don’t even think of calling me a vulture or a hyena. I’ve had ...
The Final Countdown to Total Onslaught
Here's a piece I wrote in 2013. Of portents, premonitions and preppers.
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I was out the other evening and happened to ask a passing waiter to bring me a fresh beer. He ...