Corruption kills

This is not meant to be an Afro-pessimistic article. Don’t call me a racist or a counter-revolutionary (heaven forbid). It’s about a very real concern I have as someone living in a country with a public health system that’s falling apart.

This morning I had one of my semi-annual appendix scares. A sharp, vertical pain on my right lower abdomen that felt rigid to the touch. Fortunately it soon passed, as all such scares tend to do. My appendix is still firmly attached to my insides.

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The World Cup That Was

The 2010 Fifa World Cup. Our World Cup. It happened right here, in our stadiums, in our towns, in our country. Can you say “I was there”? I can. Now, looking back, there are lots of things I would have done differently: I would have made plans to get to Durban and Cape Town to their awesome Fan Fests; I would have got out and partied with the tourists more; I would have blogged about it much more, and earlier (ahem). But now that it’s been and gone, there’s nothing else to do but look back, and smile. Here, in no particular order (I lie. It’s chronological), are my top five moments / happenings / memories of the World Cup That Was.

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