SA is fermenting. Locked in the still of our suddenly concentrated lives, exposed to the heat of the daily news, stewing in our fears, we are starting to sweat an entirely new kind of moonshine, threatening an entirely new kind of hangover.

The chemistry of lockdown mampoer will no doubt be explained in years to come by psychologists and economists, but right now you don’t need to be an expert to see its effects...

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