TANNIES ON DRUGS

Two white middle-aged women meet at Sandton for lunch. The conversation is not what you’d think.   “I might be a bit late,” texts the one. “I’m just doing a drug deal on the roof.” “Okay, what are you on?” “Cannabis oil, you?” “Magic Mushrooms.” I was privy to the whole tete-a-tete. Obviously, I did…

THE DAY ZUMPIE FELL!

I marched to Pretoria today. Never marched before. And I must say, I was humbled. I partook in a protest that had no race, no elitism, no classism, no comparing who is ‘better’ or ‘bigger’. 120,000 of us showed up – in our modesty, to march against Zumpie. So I have this to say: “Fuck…