I've have read both articles painstakingly so and as a Black man, or maybe should say Black African as Aunty Ferial is also Black, I find both articles bearing some misguided content into a Black person's life and mind.
One of the major mistakes both authors, Lukhona Mnguni and Aunty Ferial Haffajee was to assume that all Blacks had the same opportunities to proceed and progress the way the 'Black Diamonds' (model C class) progressed from the late 70s to the 90s. As with any other racial divide, Black people come from different backgrounds. Many came from humble to poor beginnings and were raised by parents with unequal to inadequate educations. Change has come in the form of desegregation to many of the neighborhoods but has not yet been longstanding enough to have effected an entirely new generation of desegregated parents and children.
I will though spend time arguing the same notion and support Lukhona but at the same time not threaten my fellow White South Africans,
In 2009 Trey Farris submitted the following poem:
Black Man's Pain
tears shed in silence
screams now null and void
although many childhood horrors
he often sought to avoid
whipped into a mentality
that degredation was good and fair
living in poverty stricken environments
for his daddy wasn't there
can you really say you know him
unless you've walked in his shoes
how much more must the black man endure
before he's paid his dues
now through a spirit known as 'blackness'
he rises where many have been slain
for to understand the life of a black man
you must first understand....a black man's pain.
Aunty Ferial has mistakenly thought that Black Africans have forgiven the White people and unfortunately that is not entirely true, they just became tolerant. Your statement on ‘Our compatriots on the streets are targeting their resistance against those whom we elected to make our country better - our black-led government.’ Is not true and maybe you should do some thorough research into what does a Black man thick and who does he blame for his poverty stricken life.
Aunty, do you really expect that every Black African person should have move up by themselves from the doldrums of Apartheid induced poverty? Do we have to blame the ANC again for all the pains of poverty? How about you head to the coal mines of Witbank passing Ogies and ask what they think of the White people? Or how about you go to Durban and secretively ask the sweating lady behind a Muslim shop, making samoosas how she fair she is treated by her boss and who she blames for her situation.
Aunty, you might Know what your circle of Black friend thinks but you might not know the deep thoughts of a scared Black man and your assumptions by placing those fortunate but few Black people as shinning examples does not paint the true picture. I ask you Aunty to do thorough investigation into the Black man’s mind and see the true story.
I close off with this Poem.
Hey Mr. White man- A Black man's revenge
You never look beyond my skin
Your eyes only fixated on my face
Disgusted at the scars I bear
The scars you created
Don't dare put a blame on me
My actions are only a reaction
A reverse reaction to your greedy actions.
My hands were made strong
My body toughened
I felt no pain anymore
I was trained as I pushed your drums,
Ploughed the soil as an oxen
Tilled the land, my land to gain strength
I need what is mine
I will take what is mine
I carry spears left behind
the spear of Biko
As I stab wounds
I am the worse imagination
I am a nightmare about to happen.
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