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IF
THERE is a recurring condition from which South
Africans suffer, it is one of premature ululation.
A
sporting victory has us ululating in the streets
and proclaiming ourselves world conquerors. When
one of our own lands a minor Hollywood role, we
believe we have spawned a superstar. And when a
South African is appointed to an international organisation,
we pat ourselves on the backs and arrogantly proclaim
that the world knows that we have so much to offer.
In
the process, we ignore the simple things we need
in place to ensure that those celebrations last
a little longer. That is the great South African
downfall.
When
that famous fly-past took place on May 10 1994,
we told ourselves we had conquered the evil that
is racism. We effectively patented the term "rainbow
nation" and projected ourselves to the world
as a living example of how a people can overcome
prejudice and divisions.
Yet
the experience of the past six years has taught
us that we have not even begun to deal with racism.
The
violent abuse of farmworkers by white employers
remains rampant, and workplace discrimination is
commonplace. The grounds of integrated schools are
battlefields of racial taunts, and university campuses
are divided into racial enclaves.
Even
the glue that held together black communities during
the antiapartheid struggle has melted.
It
is not uncommon to hear coloured residents in the
Western Cape casually refer to Africans as kaffirs,
a crime punishable by ostracism in the pre-1994
era. Africans in KwaZulu-Natal feel no shame in
calling South Africans of Indian origin coolies.
And the reference to foreign Africans as makwerekwere
has become part of the everyday South African lexicon.
The
ideology of racism that informed our past is deeply
entrenched in the South African psyche. We live
and breathe prejudice. Our decisions on where to
live, where to socialise and who to trust are based
on race.
Our
attempts to deal with our racist past have been
nothing less than pathetic. In its bid to promote
the fuzzy rainbow feeling among South Africans,
the Nelson Mandela government made little attempt
to undo the centuries of damage that racial segregation
had wrought on our lives. Somehow, the message that
things had changed after April 27 1994 was lost
- white people still believed they were superior,
while black people were not made to feel empowered.
With
the national conference on race and racism in Johannesburg
later this month we have a chance to begin a rational
discussion on an important subject we have been
foolishly avoiding. Still, there is every chance
that the conference will be overshadowed by the
row between President Thabo Mbeki and Tony Leon,
the leader of the Democratic Alliance. It is also
likely that it will degenerate into name-calling
and mudslinging. And it is probable that we will
hear the same stuck records we have been listening
to over the past few years on the subject.
It
would be a tragedy if we missed this historic opportunity
to recognise our disease and begin to explore ways
of curing it.
Delegates
to the conference will need to get an acceptance
from all South Africans that we are both victims
and perpetrators of racism.
It
is only once white people acknowledge that many
of them continue to view their black countrymen
as lesser citizens that we will be able to move
beyond the simplistic mudslinging that epitomises
the Mbeki Leon brouhaha. Equally, black South Africans
will have to start assuming responsibility in the
fight against racism. For a start, they must drop
the intellectually bankrupt mantra that says blacks
are incapable of racism because they are economically
disempowered.
Discussion
around racism will have to move away from being
an exercise for bored intellectuals. It needs to
be taken beyond the conference room to where it
matters and hurts the most - the ordinary people
of South Africa.
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