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"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.

A man who helped me dream

8 February 1999
"Having done several thousand interviews in all media, I'm now completely fed up with talking (even about myself). Everything anyone needs to know will be found in my own writings…"

I cannot be silent

15 February 1999

'First they came for the Jews and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew. Then they came for the Communists and I did not speak out because I was not a Communist. Then they came for the trade unionists and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist.

Rising expectations

1 March 1999

I'm going to Iowa for an award. Then I'm appearing at Carnegie Hall, it's sold out. Then I'm sailing to France to be honoured by the French government ... I'd give it all up for one erection.
- Groucho Marx

HOIST those standards! Rise for the national anthem! Shoot off

Reading between the soundbites

8 March 1999

The word 'euthanasia' comes from the Greek words 'eu' and 'thanatos', which together mean 'a good death'.

IT'S all television's fault. There's a particularly distasteful type of reporting practised around the world today which can best

Yanking those chains

15 March 1999

HUMAN stupidity follows cycles. Every so often, someone does something that is incredibly asinine, usually resulting in devastation and despair for an entire generation. At the end of it, the world picks herself up, dusts herself off, and swears "never again".

A new road from Cape to Cairo

22 March 1999

Today's fantasies are tomorrow's realities.
Freedom is not a dream.

SHARPEVILLE, May 21, 1960. Pass laws, Pan Africanist Congress, burning of passes, shots, number of people dead, international outrage.

I wasn't born when the events took place that led to yesterday

Low caste cuisine

29 March 1999

THE manager of a new Indian restaurant in Sea Point, Cape Town, caused a bit of a stir last week. Interviewed as part of a review of the restaurant by the Cape Times, Andrew Bergman told Top of the Times writer Graham Howe that his North Indian