I am the baboon who steals a human baby and carries it up a tree in Eugene Marais's My Friends the Baboons. So, trickster figure? Or witch familiar? Perhaps even an early revolutionary leader of the oppressed papio ursunus in what will become the anthrozoöpolis?

New article by @jimmy-pieterse.bsky.social.

I read @katejewell.bsky.social's wonderful Live from the Underground in 2023. It inspired me to write this little ditty on the history of campus radio in Pretoria, just published in @jsas-journal.bsky.social. Like Kate, I was a college DJ while at uni, so it was a great deal of fun to write.

‘When authoritarians promise a return to an imaginary past, they stoke a furious nostalgia in those who have no better way to understand what is actually undermining their sense of a durable and meaningful future.’ Judith Butler on Executive Order 14168: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...

From a poetry collection by Mary Oliver, where after a hundred poems showcasing gentle observations on nature and animals, she hits you with this

Friends, Esté Pieterse and I will be relocating to Hogsback (a tiny wee town in the Amatole mountains) in May. I will be taking up an AP position in Anthropology at the historic UFH. We are, it is safe to say, very excited.

Seems like cadre deployment is fast becoming our biggest export product. I wonder if it is liable to be taxed like Canadian oil?

The man in the high castle or the high man in the castle?