CHARMAIN NAIDOO: Julius Malema needs a new jingle
'The slogans he dreamed up during President Jacob Zuma’s reign are addictive'
I was raised on a diet of whimsy and conventionality, a curious combo that made me both bohemian and a follower-of-rules. My strict iconoclast brother Shaun insisted this was an impossible pairing, accusing me of being bourgeois. He was probably right to be contemptuous. To this day I have failed to rise above the blandness of the middle of the road middle class. I blame it on Princess Tina, the straitlaced fictional heroine who lent her royal title to a young girls magazine that was my sole exposure to the big wide world. The year was 1968; 20-years since the introduction of apartheid. Segregation settled in with increasingly stringent measures and our world got smaller and smaller.My lovely dad was insulted and humiliated for daring to take us onto a white beach that meant we stayed home a lot. In 1968, the imposing of sanctions on South Africa was discussed by the UN Security Council and, even though their implementation was vetoed by this country’s trading partners, we were cut ...
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