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Fumbatha May

Fumbatha May

Fumbatha May is a data scientist and socioeconomic development consultant working in the renewable energy sector.
    Portraits of the small histories that define big ones
    Portraits of the small histories that define big ones
    A huge crowd has turned out for the opening night of the African Choir 1891 Re-Imagined exhibition at Iziko National Gallery, presented by...
    What will save us?
    What will save us?
    In her poem from, Nayyirah Waheed asks: what/ massacre/ happens to my son/ between/ him/ living within my skin/…/ and/ his soft...
    Prosaic – until Hani’s assassins
    Prosaic – until Hani’s assassins
    BEING CHRIS HANI’S DAUGHTER by Lindiwe Hani & Melinda Ferguson (MF Books Joburg)
    A surreal sojourn across Europe
    A surreal sojourn across Europe
    In isiXhosa “ukufukuza” refers to the act, or rather the art, of moving quickly hither and thither. The word is somewhat onomatopoeic,...
    Uneasy expeditions: The pitfalls of travelling while woke
    Uneasy expeditions: The pitfalls of travelling while woke
    It was nightfall on our second day on the #AsambeKenya trip when we arrived at Ol Pejeta — the wildlife conservancy that had been established...
    Want to heal society? Look within yourself first
    Want to heal society? Look within yourself first
    One late summer day, some years ago, a friend of mine invited me to gong meditation — a form of kundalini yoga. Well, he actually invited me...
    Will my class reunion be a jol or will I still be a black, queer kid to the bullies?
    Will my class reunion be a jol or will I still be a black, queer kid to the bullies?
    My 20-year high school reunion is coming up in October. School tradition dictates that the first reunion is after 15 years. So when that mark passed...
    A timely yet unheard parable: The tale of The Woman, The Children and The Beasts
    A timely yet unheard parable: The tale of The Woman, The Children and The Beasts
    “They’re here!” she leaped from her bed, awoken by the crying of The Children.
    In the age of 'dragging' and 'doxxing' must we always fight? What if we are wrong?
    In the age of 'dragging' and 'doxxing' must we always fight? What if we are wrong?
    We are a people at war with each other. Every day a new racist, misogynist, what have you, is unmasked. We gasp collectively before unleashing a...
    A love letter to the black man
    A love letter to the black man
    Dear Black Man
    Axing Days of Our Lives may not decolonise our TVs
    Axing Days of Our Lives may not decolonise our TVs
    No one really knows when it started (OK, not no one – someone does; they just haven’t bothered to update the Wiki page), but on July 20 2016...
    How we remember and respect our inner child
    How we remember and respect our inner child
    When I was a child, my grandmother would take me to the neighbourhood supermarket, known to everyone as Kwa-George (pronounced kwaJohji), that...