"Pillay's Perspective" began as a leader page column in theSaturdayPaper in Durban. The paper was then known as Natal on Saturday and editor George Parker offered me the spot in a moment of lunacy for which I am eternally indebted to him. George coined the name, "Pillay's Perspective". "Editor's prerogative," he said.
The column appeared every week after July 15, 1995 through October 29, 1999 with two exceptions. (In December of 1995, George took early retirement to live on the beach and contemplate the nature of the universe and I gave up the slot for him to write a farewell piece. On October 22, 1999, I decided — on deadline — that the quality was not up to its usual chaotic standard.) From October of 1997, the column also began to appear in the Cape Times in Cape Town where I was Managing Editor for the following two years.
theSaturday Paper closed in April of 1998. For a several months after that, I published reprints of earlier columns that Cape Times readers had not seen, hence the gap in publication dates. (That in itself was an interesting exercise showing that some subjects, if appropriately written, never go stale.)
I'm at a loss to describe these pieces. They are a jigsaw puzzle of things that I find interesting (which is just about everything). The writing wanders between agony and ecstasy, between brilliance and idiocy, and is sometimes just plain tedious. I am almost never completely satisfied with the way they turn out. But they provide a diary of my life over that period — stepping stones to thought processes over the past years.
Fine minds forced to render service abroad
My mother has a copper covered elephant statuette with a broken trunk. It's the only souvenir of my trip into Zimbabwe of January 1984, when I shared petrol costs with a friend to drive up from Johannesburg.
I was 22 years old, drinking in the wonders of a country that
When is it justifiable to take another's life?
The gunning down of a 70-year-old Hillcrest grandmother has touched a chord even among the crime-inured residents of this province.
When Mrs. Greener was shot in cold blood in Hillcrest on October 11, most of us were outraged. Many of us still are. A
His death brought Israel back into the fold
The assassination of Yitzhak Rabin will prove to be every bit as pivotal in the Middle East as that of Chris Hani in our own land...
There should be no exception under the law
The Nigerian junta raised an interesting question this week...
When suspected drug dealers were summarily executed under the same tribunal system that condemned Ken Saro-Wiwa, why, they asked, did the world remain silent?
On oysters, smart worms and 'gosh' numbers
Even Durban's Battery Beach offers opportunity to relax and contemplate the wonders of the universe...
ONE is not normally able to do this on Battery Beach because of the crowds. This day, the beach was all but deserted after the
The case for a common national language
The SABC's new language policy for TV may be the best thing the corporation has done so far...
I WAS overtaking a truck on the R610 near Margate on Sunday evening when I came across a signboard advertising 10177 as the emergency number for police and ambulances. Our national language
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