yesterdays visit to the Joberg Apartheid Museum gave me a nourished thirst for my chosen uni subject (much to the delight i'm sure of those family members dubious of the likelihood of my return to 'the real world'). i saw just how little i actually know about a subject that has been so formative in Africa's most economically developed country today. Milton (uncle type figure - his father is my dads mothers cousin), having reservations about the bias of said museum has never paid it s visit despite being a Joberg resident all his life, so took my being here as the opportunity to pay it a visit himself. we were both enthralled. on entering the place at 2.30pm we only noticed the time at 5.15 when the lights went off as a not so subtle sign that we should get out pronto if you please (or if you don't also id imagine), a rather good sign of its ability to capture visitors.
i don't intend to give you a list of facts, more to encourage anyone heading down to this side of the world to bee-line the place.
but what did strike me was just how recent all of this was. in my life time the segregation was still taking place. no wonder there is violence here now, id be angry still if id have been forced under those conditions.
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glad you are enjoying it, hey we did not get a mention at all ;((
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