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Andre Brink’s memoir has generally been negatively reviewed in British media (including an odd review by R W Johnson). The latest is Adam Mars-Jones in The Guardian who suggests its all about Brink’s relationship with his father:

‘… Brink senior died in 1993, but some of his psychology survives in the heretical son. André Brink passionately wanted regime change in South Africa, but is quite rightly a fierce critic of the new dispensation. He’s entitled to label the ANC government “the enemy of the people”. He cites plenty of evidence in support of that claim. He’s entitled to describe it as “an entire regime which has lost its way”, though that seems rather feeble rhetorically when he has already called it the enemy of the people. But he’s not entitled to say, “today I find that there are some blacks standing between Africa and me”, unless he wants to sound like a looking-glass version of his father the magistrate. Because he doesn’t own the view, and it’s not up to him to decide who belongs and who doesn’t… ‘

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“… The cover-quote [for Andre Brink's Autobiography, A Fork in the Road] gives the clue to the book’s ambitions: “Brink should be seen in the company of Peter Carey, Garcia Marquez, Solzhenitsyn et al.” It is a pretty bold claim, but blurbs are rarely chosen without the writer’s approval.”

More on Brink’s ambition, his “provincial insecurity,” and reference to a picture published in the book of Brink sitting on his nanny’s lap accompanied by the caption: “My Sotho nanny who first made me conscious of the rhythms of language,” by Justin Cartwright in The Independent

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I finally got around (on the subway, in a bus, waiting for my daughter after preschool, etc) to reading the edited volume A City Imagined. It’s a collection of short essays about Cape Town edited by Stephen Watson. The publisher (and Watson in the introduction) claims that the “… range of voices is wide, the angles of vision many” and that the portrait of the city is “infinitely more various, heterogeneous, complex even in its beauty, than that to be found in the standard treatments of the place.” Apart from the small (sic) matter that 16 of the 18 contributors are white, I found the writing a let down and just another “standard treatment” of the city. That’s with the exception of Jeremy Cronin’s contribution on his youth in Simon’s Town.  That’s probably the only thing worth reading. I love Cape Town.

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Alec Russell, the Financial Times‘s Johannesburg correspondent, reviews the new 707-page, autobiography of Tony Leon, the former leader of South Africa’s “liberal” Democratic Alliance (“liberal” is not an entirely correct label for the DA; that’s more a relic of its ideological forerunners’ position relative to the National Party within a very limited white public discourse under Apartheid).

Leon’s lasting legacy, if you may have forgotten, was to took the counsel of his advisers and run on the now infamous “Fight Back” electoral platform in 1999 to increase his party’s size of the vote, until then about 2% of the vote. Some critics referred to it derisively as “Fight Black.”

Here’s Russell on that decision and its long-term effects for the DA:

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A quite lengthy book review I did on Heidi Holland’s “psycho-biography” of Zimbabwean “President” Robert Mugabe, Dinner with Mugabe, was just published in the newly established Abu Dhabi-based, English language newspaper, The National (kind of an Al Jazeera English of print in the Middle East).

The title of the book, refers to Holland’s first fateful meeting with Mugabe in 1975 in Salisbury, where she worked as magazine editor. She arranged for a lawyer friend to meet Mugabe secretly at her suburban home. Over dinner Mugabe said little, but impressed Holland nonetheless: driving Mugabe to the train station after the meeting (his ride had failed to materialize), Holland left her small son asleep alone in the house. The next day, Mugabe called to check that the child was OK.

Since then, Holland (who had moved to South Africa) watched as Mugabe went from liberation hero to tyrant. The book ends with Holland interviewing Mugabe again at his presidential office in 2007. Quite a coup given that Mugabe rarely grants interviews to foreign (especially white) journalists.  Holland’s interview, despite the hype, however, does not offer us much new information or analysis.

Nevertheless, Holland covers a lot of ground in the book. Mugabe’s roots, his rise to power, violence as political culture in Zimbabwe and, crucially, why so few in the West said or did anything when Zimbabwean government forces murdered 20,000 Ndebeles in what amounted to an ethnic purge between 1982 and 1987.

Here’s an excerpt from my review of Holland’s book:

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Books always give me an excuse to talk about sports. On Saturday, South Africa’s national team, the Springboks, was soundly defeated by the New Zealand All Blacks in Cape Town. They are now bottom of the Tri-Nations (the other competitor is Australia). But more than a decade ago, after its ban lifted on playing internationally and fielding its first representative teams, the game was in much better shape as South Africa won the Rugby World Cup at its first attempt in 1995.  That tournament, especially, the final, has now been consigned to lore. But its significance beyond sport is still talked up as the New York Times’s former South African correspondent Bill Keller reminds us in his review of British journalist John Carlin’s new book Nelson Mandela and the Game that Made a Nation (soon to be made into a movie with Morgan Freeman and Matt Damon).

BTW, Keller can’t resist either repeating inaccuracies and slurs.  He writes, for example, that

[rugby] was a sport that most blacks considered–if they considered it at all–’the brutish, alien pastime of a brutish alien people.’

This myth of rugby as a white sport with blacks first starting to play the game at the end of Apartheid is now thoroughly discredited, but it continues both in and outside South Africa.

As for the stereotype of Afrikaners as a “brutish alien people” that’s kind of a stock phrase in foreign correspondents’ writings.  I’ll add to it Keller’s man-crush on Francois Pienaar, the South African captain, later in the review as “a 6-foot-4 model of Afrikaner manhood.”

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Jeremy Harding reviews the second instalment of Debray’s memoir in the London Review of Books.

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