Like the Tugela River valley which splits the hills in two in an angry gash, so do we live in a world of black people and white people who inhabit separate and opposite spaces. It is our birthright that we pass like silent shadows from a white to a brown world, blending from one to the other with the ease of chameleons. These two worlds, their conflicts, their warm embraces, and their battles to the death have shaped us as surely as the river shaped the valley we call home.
Third World Child
My bike bucks and rattles on the stony ground as we pass the places of my youth, memories flashing through my mind as I ride past the once familiar landmarks. The ride has been a hard and exciting one for this skinny white kid. I’m definitely not a Zulu, not until I open my mouth, that is, or when I think; like Khonya, I think in Zulu, and when I can’t find the English words I say it in Zulu, the language of my upbringing, a poetic, humour-filled language of warriors.
Kasinomics attempts to cast a light on the invisible matrix at the heart of South Africa’s informal economies and the people who live in them. Living and doing business in African marketplaces requires an ethos uniquely suited to the informal, to the invisible, to the intangible. Kasinomics will take you down those rural pathways, weave between claustrophobic mazes of shacks, browse a muti market, visit a spirit returning ceremony and save money with gogo in a stokvel, among many more people and places.