Friday, July 20, 2007

Just Us Served


Refusing to play the Plame game...

"The alleged means by which defendants chose to rebut Mr. Wilson's comments and attack his credibility may have been highly unsavory," Bates wrote. "But there can be no serious dispute that the act of rebutting public criticism, such as that levied by Mr. Wilson against the Bush administration's handling of prewar foreign intelligence, by speaking with members of the press is within the scope of defendants' duties as high-level Executive Branch officials."

Washington Post | Plame's Suit Against Top Officials Dismissed

If they expose your war crimes, they die.

Cheney, Libby, Rove, and Armitage are, when all is said and done, honorable men. They were just doing the job for which you were elected. 'Sides, what are a few dead spooks between friends when hundreds of thousands of Iraqis are dead or dying for you to bring democracy to their land?

They need help; not spoilers. You need oil, not peaceniks. Hence your chokehold on Iran. Here's what you need to do.

Send more troops to Iraq. Pump up the al-Qaida myth, put the military into Pakistan now that you've bought India and squeeze the Ayatollah's men from the east. Move the 'best and brightest' into Africa to counter the Chinese economy. Broaden the war in the Middle East to level the playing fields and anything else in sight.

Bomb Beirut and rip the Horn of Africa to shreds. Run false-flag operations everywhere. Set up missile defense shields around the Caspian and demand democracy for Kosovo. Get Ban Ki-moon to sort it out. Make no mention of Pyongyang and swap Taipei for Tokyo.

Tear up some treaties. Protocols. Whatever...

Get Blair, Brown, and every other tinpot dictator and CIA asset on to Abbas and Hamas. Let 'em kill each other. For Arik's sake. Torture people whenever possible and boil 'em alive when necessary. Attend a military funeral or go laugh at the freaks at Walter Reed. Just for fun. Destabilize Lebanon, divide Palestine, demonize Syria and threaten Russia. Send HK and the good ol' boys from Carlyle to whack Putin.

Create 'international incidents' whenever you can; even when laughable. Get Chertoff to come up with some outlandish terror threats and Intelligence Estimates. Send Dostum a gift, send more bombs to Israel, and clear some brush down at Crawford. Fatten Dick's friends with outsized no-bid contracts, strip the domestic economy, screw Medicare, drill Alaska, tear up the EPA, and give the proceeds to the rich.

Sow terror and legislate accordingly.

Repeat 'homeland', 'Al-Kayda', and 'Eye-rak' without cease and, above all, keep those oilfields in mind. Kill Chavez and send his head to Morales. Pump the export of security to keep the economy going.

Ensure Diebold put that Clinton bitch into the White House and, before you go — if you decide to — take Bin Laden out to lunch and nuke Tehran.

After that, deny everything. It works every time.

Who the fuck are these Plame people anyway?

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

The Romany Line


"Like some raven..."

Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem | Cannot hold you to its heat. | Your temperature's too hot for taming, | Your flaming feet burn up the street. | I am homeless, come and take me | Into reach of your rattling drums. | Let me know, babe, about my fortune | Down along my restless palms.

I'm intrigued by the origin of my name. Cathryn pointed out an interesting link to the Golbys of southern England — apparently the Golbys are a well-known Gypsy family (among 130 or so names).

My grandfather, a midlander, came out to South Africa at age 19 in 1910. I know he had a half-brother named Frank (probably Francis) and his father was Thomas Golby, who, an old newspaper clipping tells me, retired as Chief Constable of Coventry. That's as far as it goes. After that, and besides a link to the Gobles — another Gypsy name providing a link between north and south — through my paternal grandmother, nada-zippo-zilch. I'm keen to find out more.

We're Midlanders, Gypsies, consummate professionals, and bloggers to boot. Perhaps myriad more besides.

Irish for starters and thanks to my maternal grandparents — clerics rather than tinkers. We make for a broad church indeed.

I been wond'rin' all about me | Ever since I seen you there. | On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding, | I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where. | You have slayed me, you have made me, | I got to laugh halfways off my heels. | I got to know, babe, will I be touching you | So I can tell if I'm really real.

Bob Dylan | Spanish Harlem Incident

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

The Surge


The Bombing of Baghdad

"Rebellion must have an unassailable base ... in the minds of men converted to its creed. It must have a sophisticated alien enemy, in the form of a disciplined army of occupation too small to fulfil the doctrine of acreage: too few to adjust number to space, in order to dominate the whole area effectively from fortified posts.

"It must have a friendly population, not actively friendly, but sympathetic to the point of not betraying rebel movements to the enemy. Rebellions can be made by 2 per cent active in a striking force, and 98 per cent passively sympathetic ... Granted mobility, security ... time, and doctrine ... victory will rest with the insurgents, for the algebraical factors are in the end decisive, and against them perfections of means and spirit struggle quite in vain."


T.E. Lawrence (1917) quoted by Robert Fisk in TE Lawrence had it right about Iraq.

Monday, July 16, 2007

Sunset on Dissent



Security has not gotten better in the West Bank and Gaza. Not even in Jerusalem. In fact, it's gotten worse because there is a systematic campaign underway to kill Israeli children in schools, worshippers in synagogues and soldiers on patrol. Some say this war is sponsored by Arafat and his murderous minions. Clearly, he's paid only the most transparent lip service to "condemnation" of terror attacks against Israelis. His Fatah organization has sponsored and conducted many of these attacks, including some of the most recent.

Harley Carnes | Mr. President, PLEASE listen to this Democrat!

I now listen to 567 Cape Talk in the morning...on my way to work. It revs me up, makes me see red, and gets me fighting mad. Its an ideal warm-up for the working day. How does morning host Aden Thomas do it?

At 06:50, he crosses to WCBS wing-nut Harley Carnes, who delivers the U.S. Report from New York City.

Last week Carnes described anti-war former soccer mom Cindy Sheehan — who has threatened to run against House Speaker Nancy Pelosi — as "...the darling of the far, far, far left".

Huh?

He then went on to call her views on "the war" so-out-of-the-ballpark that her eminently sensible husband divorced her.

What an asshole.



Thank God I don't get to hear CapeTalk's UK correspondent, Adam Gilchrist, a "British Forces radio journalist" bound to give a well-embedded view on what's happening in Britain and its environs.

Using YouTube, I later watched Michael Moore being interviewed by CNN's Wolf Blitzer. I believe Blitzer is well-known in the United States and serves his employer's interests well. Moore ripped into CNN's 'medical expert', Sanjay Gupta, for misrepresenting his latest movie before lambasting Blitzer for his continued support of the illegal Iraqi invasion and occupation.

Blitzer took his pasting well; not answering a damned thing. When Moore faded from the screen, and in a moment not included in the transcript, Blitzer's co-host Lou Dobbs — trying to take the sizzle off a singed steak — turned to Blitzer and congratulated him on surviving a man "more of a left-wing promoter than Hugo Chavez, for crying out loud."

Michael Moore?

You know things are out of control when, on network T.V., the middle-of-the-road likes of Moore and Sheehan are described as demented radicals.

But you really know the end is nigh when you discover that Ward Churchill, a former associate professor at the University of Colorado in Boulder, is about to be fired for writing the only sensible, articulate article to come out of the United States in the immediate aftermath of 9/11.



As the dust of the WTC settled, Americans asked "Why?"

The undoubtedly flamboyant Churchill told them why in an article entitled "Some People Push Back:" On the Justice of Roosting Chickens. There's nothing weird or radical about his piece. Written informally, it gives an unvarnished, personal view that concurs with and gives voice to globally favored opinion.

It seems that while I've been sleeping, Churchill has been subjected to one of the most pernicious, poisonous, vengeful, hate-filled witch hunts in academic history.

The messenger is about to lose his head. It's The American Way.

There is something very strange taking place in the United States. Subject to the incessant bombardment of network bullshit, most Americans seem to have disconnected absolutely from reality. I'm not speaking the usual Sean Hannity, Anne Coulter, JesusCamp crap here.

I'm speaking psychosis. To use Tommy Barnett's facile terminology, the Core has become the Gap.

Cindy Sheehan is no "left-wing radical." Nor is Michael Moore.

Trust me.



The twisted disinformation spread by the likes of Carnes, Blitzer and his co-host, and by those who seek Churchill's ousternotably Bill O'Reilly, is broadcast worldwide. While some swallow it, most find it chilling.

I've a feeling Churchill's dismissal will mark the end of what little dissent remains in the United States. Deviation from the official, impossibly far-fetched line — on any aspect of the Global War of Terror, will count as a treasonable offense, the punishment for which will be appropriately severe.

And people like Churchill are being replaced. Scruggsy introduced me to the ghastly reality of America's academic future. Donald Douglas blogs under the banner Burkean Reflections and is a self-professed "pro-victory associate professor of political science" in Orange County, California.

"I love the United States of America, and I fully support current U.S. military operations around the world," oozes our new, pre-packaged, saccharin-coated conventional wisdom.

It's truly horrendous stuff.



Those who brought about this untenable situation are going to get off scot-free. More, for a short while they will inherit the Earth.

Many "little Eichmanns", however, will end up in the ghettos.

Ward Churchill's "hearing" is on July 24.

I've work to go to in a few hours time. I wonder what Harley Carnes (who, no doubt, considers himself sane) will come up with tomorrow.

Arafat says U.S. aid does not pay for terrorism. No. U.S. aid goes to pay for everything else. That way the Authority can use its own money to buy the bombs.

Harley Carnes | Mr. President, PLEASE listen to this Democrat!

Read my lips, Harley. You're no good at this stuff. You're forever backing the wrong horse.

Note: Jesus, what crap. Harley ruined my morning endorsing the sick sentiments of U.S. National Security Adviser Stephen Hadley in an NPR interview.
We need to fight this enemy operationally, we need to fight it ideologically, in terms of our values and principles and alternative vision. And that's going to be a long-term challenge, not just for the United States, but really for many nations — friends and allies around the world, who stand for a positive vision rather than a negative vision. And that, I think, is the thing the American people understand.

We have a major challenge that we are in some sense in the opening hours of. And what we need to do as a nation is come together and put in place the tools we need both to wage the operational war and also to wage the war of ideas. This administration has made a start at doing that. We, obviously, need the support of Congress and the American people. But it is also going to be a vocation for the administrations that come after this country [sic]. And I think it is one of the challenges our generation faces. We've started on that effort, and I'm confident the American people, as they have in the past, will rise to the challenge and will do it.
Do I really have to listen to this stuff?

No. I'll stick to the afternoon show.

Saturday, July 14, 2007

Sensing the Soul


Photo: Caspar Greeff

"Last night I was one of the participants at the opening ceremony of the Temple of the Way of Light. I met a blind master shaman who sees with crystal clarity, I spoke to a man who intends to change the world, I flirted with a beautiful woman who shoots a .22 Winchester rifle from the hip, I heard the songs that delight the spirits of the rainforest, I smelt the rich arboreal air of the lung of the Earth, I tasted hope, I felt joy... and I was given a new heart.

Ooh, what a night.

But let´s start at the beginning."


You should too. To date, Caspar has delivered thirteen dispatches from the heart of the Amazon. Read 'em.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Wonders never cease...


Small wonder...

Typically, using our media in bent ways to meet twisted ends, we've convinced ourselves we have seven new Wonders of the World. Seven of twenty-one finalists fought, by means fair and foul, their way to the top of around 100 million votes.

"India’s Taj Mahal, the Great Wall of China, Jordan’s Petra, Brazil’s statue of Christ Redeemer, Peru’s Machu Picchu, Mexico’s Chichen Itza pyramid and the Colosseum in Rome have now replaced the original wonders..." reports The Times.

It goes on to tell us, "Among the sites which missed out were Stonehenge, the Acropolis, the Eiffel Tower, Easter Island, the Statue of Liberty and Sydney's Opera House."

Had the above six been accorded the dubious honour bestowed on the final seven, I reckon the contest's credibility would have sunk beneath its present authority rating of zero.

"The original seven wonders of the ancient world were concentrated in the Mediterranean and Middle East, but most have since ceased to exist. The Hanging Gardens of Babylon, the Statue of Zeus at Olympia, the Temple of Artemis at Ephesus, the Mausoleum of Halicarnassus, the Colossus of Rhodes and the Pharos lighthouse off Alexandria have all vanished. Only the Great Pyramid of Giza remains and will retain its status as a world wonder."

Unless you want to take a gander at the marvels of choice, let's leave it at that. Everything else is marketing. For what it's worth, and on considering the question of modern wonders, my ad hoc seven would be:

• Spring
• Footprints on the moon
• The motion of the sea
• Human nature
• Global warming
• Entropy
• Quantum mechanics

These things, signifiers all, encompass much and never cease to amaze me. I know nothing of quantum mechanics, but the idea that everything can be reduced to energy operating in fields has always fascinated me.

And those footprints on the moon will be there long after the Great Pyramid at Giza and its new companions have turned to a dust in which all that will evident will be the footprint of our collective passing.

Alternatively, I'd opt for this response to The Times article.

I know two wonders of the world.
1. is the wonder bra.
2. is wonder woman.

those are not wonders, but mere tourist spots.

Jorge


I think Jorge needs help with his grammar. Then again, maybe he doesn't. Either way, he has a greater appreciation of wonder and makes for a more discerning tourist than the 100 million that enhanced the revenue potential of several travel destinations. He's on the right track.

As was Shah Jahan.

Grabouw Cell Deaths Update




Each day, I listen more attentively to 567 Cape Talk on the way to and from work. John Maytham's locum, Mike Wills, today gave further news on the death in police custody of 55-year old builder Peter Wheeler. The station sent reporter Warda Meyer into the field and she followed the story to source. It's good stuff, albeit a bit watered down. Warda told us of the friendly, cooperative police working in the charge office, separated from the depressing, mould-infested cell block some ten meters away.

Apparently the wind howling between the buildings makes it impossible for anybody in the charge office to hear what's going on in the cells.

My natural skepticism and experience of the police is that they have their PR down pat. Their front-of-office facade is obliging and helpful (especially when the night's intake have headed off to court) but, as soon as you leave, your docket heads for File 13. At night, put a few prisoners and bored cops together, throw a bit of alcohol into the mix, and the change in their demeanor borders on the psychotic.

On several occasions, Wills alluded to a 'cover up' and I reckon he has it right. And, bear in mind, this shit goes down at virtually every police station in South Africa.
"Warda (Meyer) has just returned from Grabouw where she spent some time speaking to police officers and members of the community. This follows the murder of Pretoria building contractor Peter Wheeler earlier this week; the death of a farm worker, who sustained injuries while in one of the cells three weeks ago and the death of a man in the same cells in 2005. Warda says it’s a very large police station, situated rather centrally in the town of Grabouw. It is however overcrowded and the structural design and lay-out is in a word, 'strange'. The holding cells are situated completely separately from the police station offices. There doesn’t seem to be space for guards to keep an eye on the cells. Warda believes it would also be rather difficult to hear if anybody was, for example, calling for help from one of the cells on the far side of the premises. The ICD is going to recommend a logistical way to improve the structural design of this police station and others designed in the same way."
From one death to two in three weeks to three deaths in two years. Perhaps more. Referring to Wheeler's death, Independent Online reports "(ICD national spokesperson Dikeledi Phiri) was unable to confirm media reports that three other prisoners had died in the Grabouw police station cells in the past year." Keep digging.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Looking Out To See



Wonderful pieces on photography at Mark Woods's site yesterday. I read the lot.

"By photographs that found themselves do I mean the "lucky or happy accident"? That is one name for it. "Happy accident" is a name that I ought not to mention because many an extraordinary snapshot is passed off lightly with this appellation instead of being explained. I do mention it because it is a term of helplessness in the face of a photograph that is a freak, a sport in a man's work-unexplainable, so unsought for, so unaccountable that it is almost embarrassing. I have heard Edward Weston say that he strove to eliminate all accidents from his work and I copied his striving. I submitted to that discipline by which one earns the elimination of all accidents. I have made enough pictures so that now I see like a lens focused on a piece of film, act like a negative projected on a piece of sensitized paper, talk like a picture on a wall. I have even been so presumptuous as to try to tell others how to see, act, and talk likewise. I know fairly well how to eliminate accidents from my photographing, and, paradoxically, in so doing I have also learned that the happy accident can be cultivated!

"I must admit to many accidents in my own work before I undertook the practice of learning to avoid them — and to many more since. Such accidents when they happen now, however, are not isolated incidents, unexplainable events, as infrequent as stumbling on mountain peaks in a fog. After learning to eliminate accidents I can now sometimes trace the hawser marks between cause and effect — between chance and photograph. Why? Or how? In acquiring a discipline of seeing, and a technique of communication, I put myself into the position of the reckless driver of whom it is said, there goes a maniac in search of an accident."


Minor White | Found Photographs



"And while I put myself in the path of accidents, the term "accident" is a misnomer here. Hence I am pleased at the crash in the kitchen because it was not a crash but an explosion. As one porcelain bowl died a thousand thoughts were born; a score of unexplained photographs were seen to be, not accident, but photographs that found themselves. By my discipline of seeing I put myself where photographs can find themselves.

"The German publication Photomagazin printed a brief and sprightly piece by Roman Frietag in 1955. He said that each camera had a subconscious. He further made the astounding observation that this subconscious is responsible for the extraordinary snapshot — and that it does so while the photographer thinks he is looking. Frietag may have been sprightly instead of serious, because, if serious, no one would have listened to him. So with tongue in cheek (apparently) he traced down the cause of these unexplained photographs to a machine's subconscious. And what a powerful subconscious it is. This personality inadvertently built into cameras at the drafting board can on occasion steer the unsuspecting and probably quite innocent owner. He is not alone in allocating minds to machines; long before our highly touted electronic brains took over, people in many places observed the phenomena. Ships are "she" for instance.


Minor White | Found Photographs

I have a passion for photography (and humour of the type used by White and Thoreau). Intuitively, I knew that, like the monkeys, typewriters, and Shakespeare's sonnets, my chances of putting myself where a photograph might find itself lay in the frequency with which I allowed the camera to do its work. So that's all I've been doing these past eighteen months; careening around waiting for a photograph to come into being.

For me, the above snaps illustrate White's point — as do the plays on words and oceanic metaphors. My daughter was awed by my having caught the above ship passing before the sun as it set off Cape Point. Frankly, so was I. I hadn't seen it. It was part of a sequence of photographs. Before taking that shot, I'd taken this one. It's a different resolution. Through my viewfinder, I had no chance of seeing it in any conventional sense.

The ship had been invisible to me until, when it passed in front of the setting sun, I felt the need to zoom in on the colour lighting the horizon, the sky, and the sea. The 'accident' is partly its timing. I might have zoomed in only when the ship had moved on, as it has done in the second snap (immediately above), and the third and fourth. I would have been out of time and place to allow the occurrence of something with which Mr. Minor White is all too familiar. I see much in the picture. He does, after all, point out that "Ships are 'she'".

And so it goes. There is much more to these articles and Mark's accompanying selection — particularly his inclusion of Thoreau's Walking, the serendipitous timing of which I'm sure Andie and Caspar would appreciate.

By the way, I'm not saying "Things happen for a reason." I'm just noting that "things happen". I've lived through much of that happening and I've slept through much of it. It doesn't matter. I count myself lucky to be in a position where I can at least look out to see.



Reverting to yesterday's news. I picked up on Cape Talk that Peter Wheeler, the 55-year old builder beaten and kicked to death in the Grabouw SAPS holding cells Saturday night, is the second person killed after being arrested by Grabouw police. Wheeler was apparently arrested for public drunkenness after pulling his car over to the side of the road when he felt himself incapable of driving.

According to a caller or field reporter, three weeks ago the police arrested a farm labourer for domestic abuse and threw him in the cells despite his wife's protestations. When the woman went to the station to collect her husband the following morning, he had disappeared. The police told her he had been released some time earlier. She later found he had died in hospital from injuries consistent with those inflicted by a beating.

The Prisoner's Rights Organisation, Saphor, has accused the police of gross negligence. Cape Talk's web site does not cite the earlier incident. Although two of Wheeler's cell mates have appeared briefly in court, the Independent Complaints Directorate (IDC) is investigating Wheeler's (and presumably the farm worker's) murder.

John Maytham's stand-in seemed genuinely surprised at the implications of these two deaths. It seems the police might be involved. Perhaps his surprise was feigned. The South African police regularly beat people to death.

I recall a drunk being beaten to death in the Claremont cells a couple of years ago. The cops do it for fun. Or to relieve stress. Or for whatever other reason they can think of should they ever be called to account for their behaviour.

Monday, July 09, 2007

A Day in the Life



I read the news today oh boy | About a lucky man who made the grade | And though the news was rather sad | Well I just had to laugh | I saw the photograph

I shy away from local media... in fact, I tend to avoid the 'local' in general. It's supposed to be a microcosm of the bigger picture but, more often than not, any reflection of our global situation is lost in the depressing detail of single-issue reporting.

Should such reportage dominate? Probably, and that's what's so depressing.

I checked the news today. Oh boy. The English army had just lost Helmand province. Nah...it was worse. This is what passes for global news in South Africa:

  • Zimbabwe's Mugabe has arrested 1,300 shopkeepers for failing to reduce prices and is threatening to nationalize business

  • former 'Southern Rhodesian' Prime Minister Sir Garfield Todd's daughter reveals her rape by a Zimbabwean officer after she questioned the slaughter of 30,000 people in Matabeleland in 1982.

    "Zanu-PF is the instrument of evil in Zimbabwe. For the future wellbeing of Zimbabwe, Zanu-PF must be eliminated. We need to be cleansed," says Judith Todd.


  • Well, there we go. That's the international scene then. Knowing the Sunday Times (which today tells us of a Chinese tourist falling into a DRC volcano) yesterday proclaimed Zimbabwe Collapses, I'm extremely pleased my mother-in-law left the country for good a couple of weeks ago.

    Now there's just my sister-in-law and her family to worry about...

    I can't find a link to the story on the 'collapse' (how the hell does a country 'collapse'?) at the Times's weird Web site, but I did find a good interview with Paul Wolfowitz, Wolfowitz sounds alarm — World Bank boss points to role of poverty in fostering terrorism...

    Here's a wonderful Wolfowitz quote:

    "What you see tragically too often is that countries, out of a kind of doctrinal dogmatism, get themselves on a path and they continue on that path even when policies are not working."

    Nah...he's not speaking his self-made U.S. foreign policy — he's pointing fingers at the South African economy. Here's another:

    "It is certainly possible — and to start with criticism at home the United States certainly did this in the past — to prop up bad governments that are ruining countries."

    He's not speaking of the U.S. at all. He's reminding us of Zaire.

    He pontificates on corruption as well. Maybe the Sunday Times doesn't know who Wolfowitz was. Or is. Someone shoulda told them. It coulda been an extremely interesting interview.

    Anyway, I was looking for local news this morning. I found it. Brace yourself.



    He blew his mind out in a car | He didn't notice that the lights had changed | A crowd of people stood and stared | They'd seen his face before | Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.

    Boy found hanging from line
    A 10-year-old Pietermaritzburg boy has been found hanging from his neck from a clothesline, police have said.
    Girl uses web to make noose
    Boy found hanging by shoe laces

    Teacher hijacked at school
    A Durban teacher has been hijacked and robbed at school premises as she arrived at the building in the morning for work.
    Nqakula: We have a problem...
    Man claims he was hijacked
    Man hijacked by bogus cops

    Builder beaten to death in cell
    A Pretoria building contractor who was locked up for being drunk in public, has been beaten and kicked to death in a cell in Grabouw, near Cape Town.
    Sheldean protesters: Kill him!
    Farmer tortured to death

    'Party gang' steals five 4x4s
    A gang of robbers who hit a luxury resort, partied and drank for hours before fleeing with five 4x4 vehicles, cash and electronic equipment.
    Lawyer's 4x4 stolen in gang hit
    Clean sweep nets stolen 4x4s
    Armed gang hits Kosi Bay lodge

    Three die in N12 accident
    Three people have died in an accident on the N12 near the Golden Highway bridge in Johannesburg, metro police say.
    Biker killed in tree crash
    8 die, 15 hurt in N1 pile-up
    2 killed, 2 injured in M1 crash

    CT airport terminal evacuated
    An unattended bag has led to the evacuation of Cape Town International Airport's domestic terminal, the airports company says.
    'Airport security under threat'
    Bomb scare at CT airport

    20 held for drunken driving
    Johannesburg metro police have arrested 20 motorists for drunken driving, says spokesperson Wayne Minnaar.
    MPL nabbed for drunk driving
    'Drunk' taxi driver injures 1
    Women drunken drivers on rise?

    Rock-climber hurt in fall
    A rock-climber has been airlifted to a hospital in Centurion after falling 15m down a gorge at Wilgepoort, near Bronkhorstspruit.
    Dutch hiker rescued in KZN
    Cop dies after abseiling injury
    Monray's life 'hung from tree'

    Ambulance rushes dog to vet
    Paramedics have rescued a boerbull that was found hanging by its testicles from a palisade fence at a home in Bosmont, Johannesburg.
    Criminals injure police dogs

    Dbn car blast 'a suicide'
    A 44-year-old man has died after he blew up his car with commercial explosives in Durban in an apparent suicide, KwaZulu-Natal police say.
    'Bits of my dad were everywhere'

    Pedestrian mangled on N1, JHB
    A pedestrian has been killed after being struck by a car and then torn to pieces by other vehicles on the N1 in Johannesburg.
    Pedestrian killed by truck
    'Drunk' taxi driver injures 1

    SABC reporter dies in crash
    A veteran SABC sports reporter and TV anchor has died in a car crash on the N12, the broadcaster has announced.

    'We shouldn't support despots'
    The DA has criticised the government's stance that Zimbabwe should be included at the Africa-Europe summit in Lisbon.
    Pahad: Africa will back Mugabe
    Mugabe won't stop summit
    IMF: Zim is Africa's sore thumb

    Low turn-out for JHB Live Earth
    The Life Earth concert in Johannesburg has attracted an audience of about 6 000, while organisers estimated attendance at 10 000.
    Drumbeat for climate change
    1000's turn out for Live Earth
    Can Live Earth stay green?

    Women thrown from car, killed
    Two women were killed after being thrown from their vehicle along the M1 highway in Johannesburg, paramedics says.

    Fire guts Kruger Park office
    A fire has gutted the the aministrative offices at the Pretoriusskop camp in the Kruger National Park. The incident may be linked to the ongoing strike.
    Strike not affecting parks

    Daughter of SAA CEO drowns
    The 15-month-old daughter of SAA chief executive officer Khanya Ngqula has drowned in a Durban North swimming pool, the Sunday Times has reported.
    Child drowns in swimming pool
    Jhb bid to keep pools covered

    Umlazi murder may have taxi link
    The murder of a family in Umlazi, south of Durban, may have been linked to taxi violence, KwaZulu Natal police said.
    Family killed in Umlazi shooting
    'Kidnap' SMS: Woman arrested

    2 killed, 2 injured in M1 crash
    Two women have died and two men sustained serious injuries in an accident on the M1 freeway in Johannesburg.
    Man murdered in 'secure' flat
    Car sliced in two

    Biker killed in tree crash
    A motorcyclist has been killed when he crashed into a tree next to the R21 in Kempton Park, Johannesburg.
    8 die, 15 hurt in N1 pile-up
    Car crashes into truck in Dbn

    Family killed in Umlazi shooting
    Five members of a family, including a child, have been shot dead in Umlazi's D-section, south of Durban, SABC news has reported.
    Toddler killed in Pta crash
    Commuters dodge bullets

    'Prove McBride guilty'
    The DA's call for police chief Robert McBride's suspension is unfounded, says Ekhurhuleni Metro.
    Suspend McBride, says DA
    Restraining order for McBride?

    2010 reports upset Nqakula
    Charles Nqakula's department has said there are "none as deaf as those who wan't to hear", after complaints about a safety strategy for 2010.
    2010 soccer cops must be fit
    Nqakula: 2010 safe from crime

    Toddler drowns in bin
    A three-year-old boy has died after falling into a water-filled rubbish bin, Eastern Cape police say.
    Toddler drowns in bath
    'Quiet' toddler was drowning
    Toddler drowns in septic tank

    Initiation: Death toll rises
    At least 17 initiates have died in four provinces since the "circumcision season" started, health officials say.
    More bungled circumcisions
    'Septic penises fell off'

    Three arrested for kidnapping
    Three men have been arrested for alleged kidnapping, robbery and assault, Gauteng police say.
    Pta kidnap victim rescued
    Man shot, girlfriend gang-raped
    Two held in Jhb for abduction

    Cuban-trained medics graduate
    A fourth batch of South African medical doctors who were trained in Cuba, have graduated at the University of Pretoria.
    Manto calls for shorter MB ChB
    SA med students back from Cuba

    'Kidnap' SMS: Woman arrested
    A middle-aged woman has been arrested after claiming in an SMS to her son that she'd been kidnapped, Durban police say.
    False kidnap: Woman arrested
    Sisters held for fake kidnap

    Baby boy 'sold'
    A Durban social worker has been arrested for corruption after she allegedly sold a baby in an illegal adoption.
    Thousands of SA kids abandoned
    Kidnapped baby 'a gift'

    Children's Act 'misunderstood'
    Giving access to contraceptives to children as young as 12, has been "misinterpreted", officials say.
    Child Act 'pushes promiscuity'
    Divorce: Kids can choose parent

    Man in court for hijack hoax
    A man has appeared in Kempton Park Magistrate's Court after he allegedly falsely reported his car stolen, say North Rand police.
    Woman in court for hoax hijack
    Man held for hijack hoax

    Herders scare off kidnappers
    Two men are accused of holding a domestic worker hostage for six hours after plundering her employer's house.
    Robber breaks blind man's ribs
    Three arrested for robberies
    Robbers linked to teens' attack

    Robber 'can't be re-tried'
    A man has been found guilty of holding up a Nelspruit restaurant with a gun and then returning unarmed later that night to steal more money.
    'It was like he wanted to die'
    Restaurant robbers 'spooked'

    Man hits head on roadsign, dies
    A man was killed when he hit his head on an overhead roadsign while he stood on the back of a moving bakkie, paramedics say.
    'Killer' truck 10cm too high

    Anthrax scare in Alberton
    Eleven people have been hospitalised after coming in contact with a parcel containing a white powder - possibly anthrax - at a post office in Alberton.
    Anthrax scare via 'love letter'
    'Letter' sparks anthrax scare
    Health24: All about Anthrax

    Genital cutter gets 18 years
    A former law student who murdered his "friend" by bludgeoning him with a dumbbell and cutting off his genitals has received an 18-year jail sentence.
    'Killer acted in self-defence'
    'Genital slashing was intended'
    Genital-cutter awaits verdict

    2010 countdown begins in Dbn
    Two "countdown clocks" to the 2010 Fifa World Cup have been switched on at Durban International Airport.
    R70bn for public transport
    2010 soccer cops must be fit
    Nqakula: 2010 safe from crime

    Thumbs up for stats release
    Releasing the police crime-trends report this week is a step in the right direction, the Southern Africa Tourism Services Association has said.
    'Law enforcement not enough'
    SA crime rate 'shameful'
    'Tourist safety major concern'

    Drug plant closure under wraps
    The Medicines Control Council says it is not allowed to disclose why Enaleni Pharmaceuticals had to close a plant in Durban recently.
    HIV+ kids need more help
    New malaria drugs for children

    Strike not affecting parks
    National parks were not affected by an employees' strike, SA National Parks has said.
    Kruger Park beefs up security
    The Vodacom strike
    Health services 'almost normal'

    Family saved from drowning
    Four relatives have been rescued after a wave swept them off rocks and into the sea at Herolds Bay in the southern Cape.
    Three pupils feared drowned
    Search resumes for US swimmer

    Police impound 'stolen' cars
    Six cars suspected to have been stolen have been impounded in Mabopane north of Pretoria, say police.
    13 arrested at roadblocks
    Police impound 45 cars in blitz
    Scrapyard owner gets hefty fine

    Car crashes into truck in Dbn
    A man has suffered serious head injuries when his car crashed into a stationary truck on the N3 highway in Westville, Durban.
    5 killed as truck hits taxi
    Truck crushes car with boy, 2
    Truck flattens 3 cars, 3 dead

    ATMs bombed in vain
    Two automated teller machines has been bombed and a Fidelity Guards van has been held up in Gauteng, but in both cases no money was stolen.
    ATM bomber loses arms
    8 held for possessing ATM bomb
    Cop wounded in ATM shoot-out

    Car syndicate cracked
    A car-theft syndicate operating in the Durban area has been cracked, police say.
    Joburg hijacking syndicate bust
    Cops find explosives in raid
    Police bust hijack gang

    Restraining order for McBride?
    Three fearful Ekurhuleni metro policemen want a court order stipulating that the entire metro police and its chief Robert McBride do not come within 100m of them.
    McBride cops to be released
    Suspended McBride cops arrested
    Metro cops to sue McBride

    Man charged in Sonja murder
    A 43-year-old man has been formally charged with the murder of two-year-old Sonja Brown of Rawsonville, in the Western Cape.
    Cops mum on Sonja reports
    Child thrown into pipe
    Cops probe Sonja Brown 'murder'

    8 die, 15 hurt in N1 pile-up
    Eight people have been killed and 15 others seriously injured in a multi-vehicle accident on the N1 highway near Laingsburg in the Western Cape.
    Bakkie crash kills councillors
    Woman dies in Gauteng head-on
    Jhb motorist burns to death

    'He did it on purpose'
    A Cape Flats council member says her grandchild was knocked down purposely in an apparent plot against her.
    'Don't avenge councillor'
    Councillor killed in riot

    Cops say sorry to MEC
    Four police officials, who apparently humiliated Eastern Cape safety and security MEC Thobile Mhlahlo by their actions on June 17, have apologised to him.

    Baby born with four legs
    A child has been born with four legs at the Lebowakgomo hospital outside Polokwane.



    I saw a film today oh boy | The English Army had just won the war | A crowd of people turned away | But I just had to look | Having read the book

    That's from one page of our premier news site. Now you know why I don't read the local papers. This stuff is produced day in and year out. The volume and staccato nature of it numbs one to accepting a new normalcy beyond that which Conrad's Kurtz could have imagined.

    What is it that makes South Africans indulge or act out the darkest possible side of their natures? They seem to revel in or be addicted to violence.

    Even without the papers — you can see it and think it and speak it. You can taste it and touch it and feel it. You can...I dunno...and I don't really want to know either.

    I'd rather go for a walk.

    Fuck 'em all.

    Like Kurtz said.

    I'd love to turn you on...

    Beatles | A Day in the Life

    Saturday, July 07, 2007

    AFRICOM Cape Town, South Africa


    Click to view full-sized map

    Although much has been made of China's growing presence in Africa, spurred by its intense interest in oil and other natural resources, it is really the United States — with its history of democracy, respect for human rights and open markets — that is best positioned to be a reliable partner in supporting the African Renaissance.

    U.S. Ambassador Eric M. Bost | Building a Better US-SA Relationship

    Ho ho ho...

    Esquire's a good magazine. I don't subscribe to its general thrust but, over three or four years, it has published two articles that have piqued my interest. Both are written by Thomas P.M. Barnett, one of the U.S. military's leading public-consumption policy advocates and apparatchiks.

    Esquire, like the New York Times, floats U.S. foreign policy into the public psyche. Three years ago, in March of 2004, Barnett's key role in determining USian foreign-policy objectives came to light. Operating out of the Office of Force Transformation, he published The Pentagon's New Map, a scantily clad, dumb-blond apology for the PNAC policies to which he'd enthusiastically lent substance. He was talking Empire. And he was writing vile and evil stuff with the likes of Henry H. Gaffney and former OFT Director Arthur K. Cebrowski, e.g. The American Way of War and Global Transaction Strategy.

    I reviewed it. Of it I remarked, "Coming from a man without a conscience, soul, or shred of intelligence, it tells me the never-ending war is here."
    "The one U.S. public-sector export that has only increased its global market share with time is security. We account for nearly half the global public spending on security, and unlike any other state, we actually can export it to other regions on a substantial and continuous basis. And that is our fundamental transaction with the global economy: We import consumption and export security.

    Sharing our surplus of security with the world is what makes us unique. Any advanced industrial state can sell arms, but only the United States can export stability. Yes, it does engender plenty of anger from some quarters, but from far more it elicits real gratitude - and allowance for our "living large."

    [...]

    Africa, for example, will need far more aid than the Core has offered in the past, and the integration of the Gap will ultimately depend more on private investment than anything the Core's public sector can offer. But it all has to begin with security, because free markets and democracy cannot flourish amid chronic conflict."
    Indeed. Donald Rumsfeld's more recent linguistic torture tool springs to mind, i.e. The Long War. Riding on the banal evil of the term, i.e. "export security", Barnett and others like him paved the way for the old torturer.

    Gifted the hindsight of three or four years, look what their "export" of "security" is doing for the people of Iraq, Iran, Lebanon, Jordan, Palestine, Somalia, and myriad others. Delivered with batteries included, theirs is a product we Africans definitely don't want.

    Interestingly, the U.S. military first publishes these pieces on short-lived military web sites. Barnett's was the NewRuleSets.Project. Quoting from his now-pulled site, we're told:
    The NewRuleSets.Project began in the spring of 2000 as a multi-year, five workshop effort designed to explore how the spread of globalization alters the basic "rules of the road" in the international security environment, with special reference to how these changes redefine the U.S. Military's historic role as "security enabler" of America's commercial network ties with the world.

    [...]

    The project was hosted by the Wall Street broker-dealer firm Cantor Fitzgerald, which participated in the design of the three workshops held atop World Trade Center 1 at the Windows on the World conference facility [May 2000, October 2000, June 2001]. That particular workshop series ended with the tragedy of 9/11, as did Cantor's participation in the research.
    Hmm... I'll bet. Once you've served your purpose and all that...

    When I saw South Africa excluded from Barnett's map of the so-called Gap — and alive to smoke-and-mirror disinformation, I knew the Americans were coming. Much of "their" oil is under Africa. West Africa, from Angola upwards is drowning in the stuff and East Africa, which has viable supplies, forms a buffer against... well, the East. Hence a heavy-handed and murderous U.S. military presence in Kenya, Uganda, Somalia and other countries.

    China and India's inevitable relegation of the U.S. pretend economy to Disneyland poses enormous threats to Washington. Good relations between African countries and their Asian and East European counterparts, particularly Russia, severely dent U.S. prospects of long-lasting global hegemony. Military defeats in every country invaded since World War II do not auger well. The United States, blind to its impotence, is fighting the unavoidable — a slide to obscurity.

    Trapped like a rat, the U.S. now exhibits — in hapless countries such as Afghanistan, Iraq, and Somalia, the rabid and callous viciousness epitomized by its sitting-on-his-sorry-ass president, George W. Bush. To keep its fiat currency afloat and its largest currency earner booming, it follows Thomas Barnett's lead, "exporting security" to the world with increasing desperation.

    With every African country bound to flog U.S. forces like mangy dogs, South Africa was the DoD's only option. It was inevitable that it would all end up in my backyard.

    And that's how I figured the U.S. Consul General's new bunker at 2 Reddam Avenue, Tokai, lies at he heart of Africa's future Green Zone. Under the leadership of Mozambican refugee and National War College graduate Helen La Lime, it is situated in a secluded, tree-shaded road in a corner of the Constantiaberg mountains, and is a fine example of prefabricated Botha-era fortress architecture. Disguising its vast, three-floor sprawl of concrete, the entrance comprises blacked-out-bullet-proof windows and bars set off by a low-slung, unpretentious minimalism.

    Despite the lettering on the walls fronting it, Consulate General — United States of America, and the flag flying above it, this is a structure that has slouched into town. It faces the wrong way. The rear, fronting the M42 — which allows a traffic-light free drive to Cape Town International Airport, is faceless, peppered by small barred windows and a seemingly windowless top floor.

    Its unimposing facade aside, and in keeping with its fortress architecture, extraordinarily low profile, room for growth (the golfing estate next door would make for an ideal mini-Middle American officer's mess), and mountain backdrop, the U.S. consular building is superbly located. Given the legacy of Abu Ghraib, Bagram, Guantanamo Bay, and the U.S.'s ongoing practice of special rendition, arbitrary torture, and mindless violence, it is a virtual annexe of one of the world's most ghastly and overcrowded prisons, Pollsmoor.

    Pollsmoor, still — as far as I know — home to Consul General Helen La Lime's compatriot Edwin Hunsaker, is not for the faint of heart. Within its walls, gangs including the 26s and 28s reign. Prisoners have had their heads sawed off with penknives and others have died after having their guts ruptured by overly enthusiastic dope fiends jumping on their stomachs to extricate smuggled marijuana from their anuses.

    It bounds the consulate on the northern side and is ideally suited to question and answer sessions conducted by experienced South African Iraq vets, flunkies, and "facilitators".

    But it's not only Pollsmoor's proximity to the consulate that intrigues me. The consulate is itself housed just north of the South African National Defence Force's nuclear-blast resistant bunker and sometime NSA Echelon ground station at Silvermine. Press-ganged into serving the homeland by B.J. Vorster, I worked there for six months, having just returned from the U.S.'s 1976 bicentennial celebrations in New York. The bunker's entrance is a tunnel immediately in front of the old Maritime Naval Command building fronted by massive hydraulic doors leading into the mountain.

    Of this installation — at a time when the Vorster regime was extremely close to the Thatcher and Reagan administrations, the U.N. Special Committee Against Apartheid noted:
    For several decades South Africa had been considered an integral part of the over-all Western defence system and as a result there is long-standing collaboration with certain Western Powers in the exchange of surveillance and other information. The operation of the voluntary embargo has not put an end to this relationship which has in fact expanded in a number of ways. In 1973, South Africa inaugurated its Advokaat naval communication system in Silvermine, built with West German assistance and disclosed that there existed "fixed radio communication" with Whitehall, Buenos Aires, and San Juan. This system monitors the entire South Atlantic and most of the Indian Ocean. There is no evidence that South Africa's collaboration with other Powers in this field has ended.
    Today, facing China and India, eyes and ears spanning the Indian and South Atlantic oceans constitute a global MasterCard, i.e. they're priceless.

    Durban and Johannesburg cannot offer such command-and-control facilities. They will remain outposts of Empire. A cursory glance at the Google map, with the three facilities marked, show sub-economic housing in a prestigious area to be the only obstacles to the development, by around 2012, of a full-fledged U.S. military base.

    Fuck the poor, as they — in this instance, Thomas P.M. Barnett, says.
    ... CJTF-HOA, whose area of responsibility stretched from Sudan down to Kenya, soon evolved into something so much more: an experiment in combining defense, diplomacy, and development — the so-called three-D approach so clearly lacking in America's recent postwar reconstruction efforts elsewhere. Because the task force didn't own the sovereign space it was operating in, as U.S. forces in Afghanistan and Iraq did, the Marines were forced to work under and through the American ambassadors, their State Department country teams, and the attached U.S. Agency for International Development missions. If little of that cooperation was occurring in Kabul and Baghdad, then maybe Africa would be better suited.
    That's how Africa Command (AFRICOM) works today, through its ambassador, State Department country team, and USAID mission.

    When subjugating a continent of 800 million, you tread warily.

    At first, anyway.

    Yeah, I know. You could write me off as a fuckwit floating a really ludicrous hypothesis. I would too, but Tom Barnett keeps me sane. The ever-alert Bruce pointed me to Barnett's latest public offering of great and significant import, The Americans Have Landed. These pieces are extracted from his loathsome shill of a policy engineered in Hell.
    For the Pentagon, the corporation that runs the only military on earth with a global reach, the world is carved into regional commands. Until now, Africa has been nothing but a strategic backwater — the one place where America clearly had no interests and no bureaucratic structure to manage those nonexistent interests. Africa was divided haphazardly between European Command, Central Command, and Pacific Command. In a globalized world where bad actors live to exploit unguarded seams, we seemed to be providing Al Qaeda with several to exploit.

    The U.S. military's strategic take on Africa has long been "We have no compelling interests there, and we sure as hell don't want anybody else to have any, either!" It was that attitude that got Washington nervous about the Soviet Union's seeming ideological penetration of the continent in the late 1970s, and it's what gets the Pentagon nervous today about China's obvious economic penetration.

    But denying other great powers strategic interests in the region does not constitute a strategy of our own, nor does the great hunt for "high-value targets." Which is why America has come to Africa militarily and isn't leaving anytime soon. The same can be said for China in the economic realm. To work, a lot of preconceptions about what an American military presence is really good for in underdeveloped countries will have to change. What we've not learned in Iraq — or taken far too long to learn — will have to be somehow acquired, soldier by soldier and tour by tour, on the ground in Africa.
    Say what? "America has come to Africa militarily and isn't leaving anytime soon." I'm not going to suggest, of course, that China's interests in Africa are altogether altruistic — as the Good Ambassador and Barnett would have us believe are theirs, but at least it does deliver on infrastructure.

    Nor am I going to review Barnett's execrable piece here. An African, I find it too disgusting, repulsive, arrogant, nauseating, and downright evil to dwell on. Barnett tries to recast himself in the role of a good ol' boy out for a fun sortie with the military.

    He fails miserably. He comes across as himself, i.e. an unmitigated racist and imperialist riding on the shirt-tails of many far braver and more insightful than he. He is insulting, dumb, and a disgrace to every decent American. In short, he is a pig without a uniform.

    Besides, Chris Floyd of Empire Burlesque goes to town on Barnett and lights the firmament with a brilliant dissection of this incredibly sick and depraved soul.
    The Esquire piece, by Thomas Barnett, is a mostly glowing portrait of the Africa Command, which, we are told, is designed to wed military, diplomatic, and development prowess in a seamless package, a whole new way of projecting American power: "pre-emptive nation-building instead of pre-emptive regime change," or as Barnett describes it at another point, "Iraq done right." Although Barnett's glib, jargony, insider piece — told entirely from the point of view of U.S. military officials — does contain bits of critical analysis, it is in no way an expose. The new details he presents on the post-invasion slaughter are thus even more chilling, as they are offered simply as an acceptable, ordinary aspect of this laudable new enterprise.
    My small contribution to Floyd's fine work is the Google map of Africa Command's (AFRICOM's) latest network-centric acquisition above — hosted for nothing by Ongopongo.

    And don't forget — AFRICOM's now an equal distance from Cape Town and Simonstown harbors. The Empire has turned vampire. And, given the timing and content of Barnett's latest DoD press release, it looks set to suck us dry in its latest global killbox, Africa.

    "In a government of laws, existence of the government will be imperilled if it fails to observe the law scrupulously ... Government is the potent, omnipresent teacher. For good or for ill, it teaches the whole people by its example ... If the government becomes a lawbreaker, it breeds contempt for the law; it invites every man to become a law unto himself; it invites anarchy."

    Justice Brandeis | Olmstead et al v United States

    Addendum: Nice endorsement from Winter Patriot, another follower of the breaking wave and a treasure trove of sources. And yes, don't forget to click the map links. It's cool what Google Maps can do.

    Thursday, July 05, 2007

    Ain't Talkin'


    "...just walkin'"

    All my loyal and my much-loved companions | They approve of me and share my code | I practice a faith that's been long abandoned | Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

    I been listenin' to old Bob. Got dem ol' blogger's blues #46. Why not? Everythin's bust, battered, broken. 'Cepting myself, of course... We was walkin' on the mountain with old Zonker and the Dutch Boy round full moon. I was determined to get a coupla good shots. But you get a coupla good ol' boys from the 70s, a late-nite mountain an' a coupla spliffs and you got yourself some improvisation. So the above's my shot of the moment...just walkin'.

    I'm gonna keep on doing that — walkin', despite everything that came down on us afterwards. We spent a few hours up on that cold old wintry mountain, till the wind's bite felt warm and invigorating. There was a giant ring around the moon but, although I pointed the camera its way countless times, I wasn't interested in shooting it. You can't in the city. When you look at the pictures, the lack of clarity reminds you of your whereabouts and your desire to get out of town.

    Lion's Head's part of Table Mountain, but I wanted a shot of the table itself by the light of the moon. I got it. Couldn't see a damned thing through that viewfinder, but I guess the camera knew where to look.

    The picture above reminds me of the old Zen poser, "What do you do when you've climbed to the top of the mountain?"

    A lot of people head up the mountain at night and, we guessed, that's why we saw the blue lights of cop cars driving along Table Mountain Road. You get a lot of muggers up there. But all the cars sort of sidled down as the evening progressed and, around half-past ten, the cops left and the only light to be seen was that of the Cable station.

    So the other's an old view — there are fuck all people up there, so I like it, and that's why it's here. That ol' lump of stone has lasted longer than anything around it, about half-a-billion years. Sitting 'neath its shadow, you feel the mysterious power of all that time. It hangs over you, brooding, like a shroud or a weight of some ancient wisdom.

    It doesn't do so in any negative way. As the New Agers assert, it energizes you and enables you to cope with the crap going on down below.

    Zonker and the Dutch Boy were meeting Joe at a club in Long Street, so they had to head off. I'd heard Zonker having a chat to Joe's landline a few minutes before. "Howzit, Joe. I don't have your number so can't give you a call. So I just wanted to tell you not to call me." He looked at us. "You reckon that was lucid?" he asked. "Perfectly," we assured him. We idled down. Wendy and I wanted to head over to Signal Hill to get a shot of the mountain with Devil's Peak off to the side.


    "...at the world's end."

    The sufferin' is unending | Every nook and cranny has its tears | I'm not playing, I'm not pretending | I'm not nursin' any superfluous fears

    In the dark of the trees shading the road from which our path wound to heaven, a security guard manned a barricade.

    "We want to go and take some pictures from Signal Hill," I told him. "That okay."

    Apparently not. The road was closed.

    "What do you mean, 'It's closed'?" I asked with some dread. I recalled trying to drive up to Rhodes Memorial at night last year, only to be turned away by a chained gate and an official notice that it was closed to the public "after hours."

    Too many muggings, murders, rapes and what not.

    "We're Capetonians. It's our mountain. We wanna get a shot of Devil's Peak. It's a full moon."

    He looked at us as though we were dumb. Zonker had picked up an orange road cone and, using it as a bullhorn, was ordering imaginary cars from the hill. The Dutch Boy wandered up in all his politeness. He reminds me of Frank, although Frank looks more mischievous. There's solidity (in principle and presence) about the Dutch Boy. With his silvering hair and spectacles, he epitomises the well-off, middle-class pillar of suburbia.

    "Good evening," he smiled. "Are we allowed through?"

    "Jesus," I thought. "I've just asked him that. He won't let us through."

    As indeed he didn't. The city's capitulated. It's given in to gangsters and criminals and refuses to allow law-abiding citizens walk its open spaces after 10:00 pm. So much for the fucking police. While we'd been enjoying a clear, starlit sky and a celestial display of icicles circling the moon, they'd been throwing people off Table Mountain.

    I wanted to see the moon go down the next morning so Wendy and I headed home while Zonker and the Dutch Boy headed off to catch some jazz in town. I was seething. "Fucking cunts!" I swore. "It's those Goddamn Yanks. We've all fallen victim to fear. We've given in to thuggery."

    Don't get me wrong. It's not that I'm anti-American or anything; in fact some of my best friends...

    Last year, I got some shots of the FPSO Dalia while she was in port. I had to go to extraordinary lengths to get those pictures. The harbour I wandered as a kid and adolescent had been taken from us. "By whom?" I asked the guy who organised me a permit. "The Americans," he answered. "They don't want 'terrorists' coming in."

    I kid you not. And this is backed by an impeccable source who tells me the U.S. is putting pressure on Cape Town to move the Royal Cape Yacht Club from its corner of the harbour. "Their supply ships come and go," he told me. "And they don't declare a damned thing. It's military and their manifests are blank. And we let them get away with it."

    Back down in the suburbs, the cops were all over the place. First, we avoided a road block leading out of town — some habits die hard, and the next thing we knew we were witnessing the usual Friday night carnage. Blue lights and ADT vans all over the place. Houses behind high walls, razor wire, and electric fences.

    So that's how I got the blogger's blues. We're a city of fear. And we're doing nothing to help ourselves. For myself, I don't want any part of it. I'll speak to whoever I want, even if he's carrying a gun.

    Which leads me to my most depressing news. I'll leak it out over the next long while. The Americans, as I feared and as Thomas P.M. Barnett now gloats, have landed. That's not worst of it either. My contention is that Cape Town is already host to what will become the nerve centre controlling the Pentagon's latest beast to slouch towards Bethlehem, Africa Command (AFRICOM).

    But more about that later. It's all too depressing to think about. I need a walk.

    Ain't talkin', just walkin' | Up the road, around the bend. | Heart burnin', still yearnin' | In the last outback at the world's end.

    Bob Dylan | Ain't Talkin'