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/ 11 December 2008
Jacob Zuma will almost certainly be our president. He is not a bright man. He will say things that may sound crazy to people who aren’t crazy.
Lev David: I’m not panicking. We’re fine for now. And, just in case, we’re stocking up on tinned food, the way we did in ’94.
Twenty-four-hour news channels are like soap operas, every time you tune in, the characters are in a holding pattern, awaiting something dramatic.
"This much I know is true: don’t trust those who say things with absolute certainty. Back in primary school, they told me I couldn’t subtract a big number from a little number. ‘Don’t even try,’ said crow-faced Mrs Pillay, leaning in, breath smelling of cough drops and decay," writes Lev David.
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/ 24 December 2007
Michael is a recently lapsed Jehovah’s Witness living in my block of flats at the end of the corridor. Since he split from his wife of five years, he’s been dabbling in Anglicanism, which, from his description, sounds less like a faith than a hobby. He tried Catholicism first, but found the hymns grim and the sermons hard on his knees.
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/ 9 December 2007
Does anybody know if Hindu fanatics have ever started a protest over Yogi Bear?
It might surprise you that I’m on the side of the Sudanese nutters who thought it was a big deal to name a teddy bear Mohammed. It’s not the greatest name for a teddy. If teddies weren’t so busy being adorable, they’d be up in fluffy arms too, writes Lev David.
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/ 14 November 2007
I’m taking a walk through Johannesburg Zoo in the late afternoon. It’s been a quiet day, I’m in a lazy mood and comfy clothes. Fog is rolling in from across the lake, light is draining out of the sky and the people out of the place. In the near distance around the darkening park, the tops of city blocks are lost in the soft, grey suckling of low rainclouds.