It seemed droll really: I strolled into the voting station and dispensed with the deed in minutes. The exercise of my fundamental right in our hard-won democracy seemed perfunctory. I felt ashamed when my daughter, voting for the first time, beamed radiant and hopeful. That took me back to the joyful day I witnessed Nelson Mandela casting his first vote.
Twenty-five years later South Africa is liberated from the yoke of apartheid yet burdened by hideous poverty and gross maladministration. Ours is a country with the world’s highest Gini coefficient, (measuring the gap between the haves and the have nots). The international cover of Time magazine vividly portrays the horrid inequality, check it out. So, in the marvellous May