We are realising (not for the first time) that students have the power to command the nation’s attention. We are realising that the shadow of Apartheid has not been entirely banished by the rainbow of a democratic nation. The demons of the past continue to haunt us: 40 years on from the Soweto Riots, the status quo still benefits some groups in society more than others. We are realising that there are no easy solutions, and the time for critical thinking and engagement is now.
Why does it seem we’re only interested in questioning our role in struggles that have been going on when there is a moment of ultimate crisis? Well to be fair, its times like these that drive many of us to question things that we never have before. Which is great; we have to question what we think we know!
While everyone in South Africa may have a culture and heritage, not everyone has the privilege of celebrating it on a daily basis. The various cultures in South Africa have become pushed aside and diluted so that one could thrive. The renaming of Heritage Day made people forget the history and true reason for its creation. Why should I celebrate Heritage Day when the rest of the year I have to conform or fight relentlessly for my culture to be acknowledged and accepted?
The one question, amongst others, on my mind throughout the protests on campus over the past few weeks has been that of justified radicalism. The purpose of the “ShackvilleTRC” is to allow for restorative justice.
The virtuous pursuit of free tertiary education is the beginning of many, necessary pedagogical transformations needed in order to address the historical and structural discriminations experienced by millions of people globally.
Let me make another thing clear, practically and economically within a South African context, we will not see free education in our generation
How do we really talk about sex? Language, sex, and power all work simultaneously. The way we talk about sex exposes how society really works and what, ultimately are its flaws. From the stigmas surrounding masturbation to the language of sex being oppressive, and sometimes intimidating and violent, it is apparent that language creates realities, especially social realities.
If you search ‘Why I Stopped Watching Porn,’ on YouTube, a sheepish Ran Gavrieli will tell you that he adores junk reality shows, that he cannot sing, and that he was once addicted to porn. He’s not alone. On three counts. A 2014 survey conducted by the Barna Group in the US revealed that 63% of 18- to 30-year-old men watch porn at least several times a week. 21% of women watch it as frequently. For perspective: Google’s DoubleClick Ad Planner, which tracks web-usage with a cookie, revealed the largest porn-site gets 4.4 billion visits per month. There are only 3.5 billion internet users worldwide.
I’m sitting cross-legged on my friend’s couch, drinking wine and laughing in near hysterics. We’re discussing Louise’s* latest sexual escapade. It was after a night out in Observatory and the next thing they knew, they ended up back at her flat. After the initial awkwardness, which was mostly to do with being in a well-lit room without another fifty people and pool tables, they got down to business.
‘It took him a solid five minutes to take my bra off!’ Louise exclaimed.
Fair enough, bras can be tricky. But, that could have been easily remedied by either party pretty quickly.
Talking about sex, during sex, is good for sex. Talking about sex when not having sex is also good for sex. But mostly, talking about sex makes sex less of a thing. Everyone won’t feel so alone about the fact that the sex thing is not as instinctively natural as breathing. F***ing is like learning how to walk: you’ve got to stumble and fall, scrape a knee, and get back up again before you master it.
Nobody could ever have prepared me, a naïve 18-year-old fresh out of high school, for the storm of change that occurred in my first formative years of university. I’ve gone through haircuts, changed my view on politics and, yes, did the delightfully clichéd thing of discovering myself.
I want you to listen to Marvin Gaye's, ‘Let’s Get It On,’ or better yet, ‘Sexual Healing.’ Great songs in their own right, but more than that, they're part of a genre of music that encourages a relaxed and positive atmosphere for sex. Building and setting the mood, am I right?
We have to embrace the problems that plague this campus just as well as we take the praise that goes with its accomplishments. We must use our individual strengths to make up for the shortfalls and inadequacies that we see and experience. When you care about someone or something, you take on the responsibility of helping them/it, to whatever capacity you can.
Unless you are one of the few students who attend UCT via correspondence (Vula slides for the win!), you would have seen at least one blood drive take place at the Sports Centre and Jammie Plaza during your time here thus far. Signing up to be an organ donor is very closely related to this, yet does not receive the same amount of awareness at UCT.
The most common type of intelligence people focus on is being academically smart, but there are different ways one can prove their intelligence. This means someone can be smart in one field and not in another, as intelligence is not something that can be taught, nor does it encompass a set idea.
As a foodie I am slowly eating my way through Cape Town and have found that finding a restaurant that celebrates South African food is rare. Most would have heard about ‘Mzoli’s’ and ‘Moyo’ but what about ‘aMadoda Braai’ and ‘Bo-kaap Kombuis’? It is evident to me that the vast-majority of Capetonian restaurants celebrate Western cuisine.
Social standards shifted, drug culture evolved among the growing post-WWII youth, and a generation of musicians like the Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd and The Who challenged the norms of society and music.
Disparaging comments like ‘Humanities students have it easy’ or ‘students who study Humanities are only doing so because their matric results aren’t good enough for other faculties’ have become de rigueur. In the spirit of multi-culturalism, let me add to these the well-known Afrikaans joke: Sy swat B.A. Manvang (‘She’s doing a BA in Husband-Catching’ — note also the gendered dimension of that jab).
Buying into the idea of skinny privilege, considering it may be deemed a frivolous social justice issue just piled on for comic effect, is difficult because we shouldn’t be imposing beauty or body standards on people.
Rose is the controversial Foreign Affairs editor of the Danish Newspaper ‘Jeyllan-Polands’ which blasphemed Islam in 2005 via cartoons of the Prophet Mohammed (Peace be upon him). He is disparaged worldwide for his racist and Islamophobic rhetoric and using his supposed right to free speech to justify his statements. Faced with the possibility of similar opposition, UCT has subsequently rescinded its invitation to Rose, bizarrely claiming fear of retaliation from students and the surrounding Muslim community.