Khotso Sethuntsa is the subject of The Extraordinary Khotso. Felicity Wood, writer of the book, reflects on her search for him with co-investigator Michael Lewis.
My discovery of one of the most fascinating South African stories, in which magic, money, sex and politics are intermingled, began quite by chance, with a river monster.
Years ago I heard that a monster had been sighted in a river near Mount Ayliff in the Transkei. Someone told me various local people believed the creature had belonged to Khotso and had been running wild since his death. She was amazed to hear that I didn’t know who Khotso was.
She asked if I had ever seen the big blue and white houses in the Transkei, with the statues of lions at their gates. They had all belonged to the millionaire inyanga, or medicine man, Khotso Sethuntsa. He had been a worker of strong, even dangerous, magic. During my journeys through the Transkei, I’d always wondered about these strange, baroque places and believed there had to be a story behind them.
I went to Kokstad, where Khotso had lived for many years. There I began to hear stories of his family connection with Paul Kruger and the rumours that his fortune was connected to the Kruger millions. I met people who had seen Khotso buying cars with his suitcases full of banknotes at the Kokstad Agricultural Show. Many locals still talked about the famous tornado that had, as the Kokstad Advertiser put it, ‘set Khotso on the road to successâ€.
I was shown Khotso’s Kokstad house, a weird, white, rambling mansion beside the Mzintlava River. Some said serpentine forms had been glimpsed in the pools where Khotso’s supernatural wealth-giving snakes were believed to lurk. I will never forget standing outside his house, feeling the shivers running down my spine. This was an astonishing South African story — and a story that had to be told. So, determined to find out more, I attended the annual Kruger Day celebration at Khotso’s headquarters in Lusikisiki: a tradition begun by Khotso, which his family and followers still continue.
At first I wondered why the medicine man’s life story had never been told. Then I began to realise that many people believed that because he had been such a secretive, mysterious person, no one would be able to uncover his details. Also, many who believed that Khotso had been a worker of strong magic remained in fear of him, even after his death. To this day there are people who are afraid to talk about him.
At this point, I encountered Mike Lewis, who had gathered much information about the inyanga. He had conducted interviews with key people, some of whom were already dead. Above all, there were interviews with two of Khotso’s principal wives. Mike had been given important documents too, including a copy of the handwritten will Khotso dictated to his nephew on his deathbed, in which he left his entire fortune to one member of his household. This had cataclysmic results after Khotso’s death.
We decided to collaborate on a book. Mike shared his research findings and I took on the writing, continuing to investigate Khotso’s life. There were two main mysteries: where Khotso’s wealth had come from; and if he truly possessed the supernatural powers many maintained he did. Although I sometimes felt staggered by the enormity of what I’d taken on, I believed that Mike and I were involved in a process of recovery — bringing one of South Africa’s most hidden histories to light before it slipped away into forgetfulness. For four years I immersed myself in Khotso’s world, becoming swept up in his extraordinary story as I wrote the book.
Khotso’s life was full of sudden, unexpected twists and turns, yet his career followed an almost classic trajectory. He rose from poverty and obscurity to wealth and power and then, at the very height of his glory, his fortunes began to decline — betrayals, loss and suffering marking his downward path towards death. And what a central character I had: colourful, larger than life, a man of light and shade, full of exceptional paradoxes.
I was aware that I was a somewhat presumptuous outsider, a white woman seeking to tell the story of a black South African inyanga. Yet I knew that while I was the writer, I was not the only narrator. Information about Khotso’s life came primarily in the form of oral accounts from people who had known him. So I often needed to withdraw into the background, letting these individuals take centre stage so that their voices could be clearly heard. I knew that if I tried to impose my authorial voice and particular world views on theirs, the book would lose much of its life.
There was also the role played by my Transkei research assistant, Sylvia Tloti, who guided me through the world that Khotso had inhabited. She carried out liaison work with people and communities and a number of the central characters and places in the book would not be there if it had not been for Sylvia. She led me through the Pondoland hills from one trading store to another, until we found the man Khotso had called his prime minister, James Lunika, who had much to tell. Sylvia and I ventured deep into the Lesotho mountain villages, where we kept asking people until we found someone who could tell us where Khotso had been born — the village of Ha Ramokakatlela, a place so remote and deep in the mountains that no roads lead there. Later, I walked over the mountains to Ha Ramokakatlela with Mike.
All in all, producing a book of this nature makes a dramatic story in itself. But nothing I could describe would match the high drama of Khotso’s life — his story has been told at last.
The Extraordinary Khotso: Millionaire Medicine Man of Lusikisiki is published by Jacana
The man behind the magic
Khotso Sethuntsa was born in Lesotho in 1898 and lived and worked in Kokstad and the Transkei until his death in 1972.
— Felicity Wood