16 Dec 2014

18. Self Concept and the Personal Dimension of Truth

Reflections of the Way of the Outsider

by Deon-Simphiwe Skade

In studies concerned with human behaviour, there is a phenomenon simply known as the 'self-concept'.

One considers this to be among the most complex of human quests for knowledge due to its inherently far-reaching scope, despite what others may be inclined to accept of the concept of the self.

Some people tend to think the knowledge of the self is one dimensional. While others believe it is a fixed state of being.

Interestingly, the opposite is true. And it is particularly through this constant state of movement in being human, psychologically, spiritually or otherwise, that we are in fact propelled to seek enhanced personal and universal truths – at least those restless enough to pursue such matters.

Truth has a deeply personal dimension.

13 Nov 2014

The Marikana Lament at The Parade – Cape Town 10/11/2014



Black youth can no longer be patient

by Masixole KaDlamini

Post-1994 in South Africa, the majority of black working-class youth in different townships and rural outskirts share a common, almost identical struggle of continuing unemployment. If employed, they are super-exploited as cheap labour by white capitalists in local factories and farms.
This colonial make-up and apartheid legacy has been institutionalised and sustained in numerous ways, but I will mention three aspects post-1994 which I think are important. Firstly it is through the collaboration of white monopoly capital with black political elites that maintained the apartheid socio-economic patterns and property relations that continue to marginalise and exploit black poor people.

Secondly, through deliberate dysfunctional rural-township public education system (attended only by the black working-class child). Thirdly, through legalised alcohol consumption which in most times inevitably create all types of social ills such as social fragmentation and degradation, rape, youth delinquency, crime and gang-violence in our black communities.

To show the colonial systematic intent and impact of alcohol consumption and drugs in South African rural-township communities that still continue to this day, Omali Yeshitela -our fearless revolutionary elder- noted that “what the imperialists and capitalists with white power have done, was to take all the other options and said if you want to live, this is what you have to do to live, they put the crack cocaine in our black communities that demoralise the African workers and poor people who are at the heartbeat of the revolution”.

Posts 1994 in South Africa, these carefully socially engineered structural-trappings still dehumanize black people and enchain the black working-class communities and the youth in particular in inter-generational poverty, which is modern day slavery. It was Bantu Biko, who made a critical observation of our condition in townships, when he succinctly pointed out that “Township life alone makes it a miracle for anyone to live up to adulthood”.

In Twenty years of the democratic dispensation in South Africa, these formidable rural-township realities of economic marginalisation of black youth,force them into  a position of being mere colonial subjects that must just accept brutal capital exploitation. Furthermore, there is state repression and the failing education system which definitely ensures that it is difficult for the black working-class youth “to live up to adulthood”.
Economic Freedom Fighter, Mbuyiseni Ndlozi, best describes these economic conditions of the black youth in rural-townships as “a permanent state of juniorisation”. On the other hand, an eloquent poet and a writer, Pura Lavisa in his song called Oomahlalela, asserts that, “singomahlalela kule lokishi, thina asisaqeshwa noba singageleza, asina ntsebenzo siphila ngokuxhomekeka” (We in township are unemployable, even if we study we don’t get to be employed, we are forever dependent).

This persistent status quo that economically marginalises black youth must be radically dismantled and interrupted by revolutionary organised youth.  The momentum behind such a course must be that of apolitical action that is founded on a common struggle of being black and poor, even by the black youth outside party-politics. South Africa, especially for the black youth in rural-townships is still an anti-black and anti-working class space.

Hence, revolutionary art, poetry and conscious hip hop or truth music that speaks the language of the marginalised and unapologetically challenges the reproduction of political elites at the expenses of black youth is an essential potent instrument to bring about collective unity and political agency informed by black consciousness philosophical underpinnings and a precise class analysis in order to organise themselves and totally reject any form of injustice and economic subjugation perpetuated against them. 

We as the black youth in rural-township can no longer be patient and tolerate the pacifying discourse and political rhetoric from liberal academic commentators and political elites, ANC in particular and other political parties. To tell us, ‘to be patient and understand, that 20 years of democracy is not enough to redress the historical injustice perpetuated against black people’. But funny enough the same Twenty years of democracy is absolutely adequate for private capital, political elites and white privilege community to collaborate and thrive to accumulate wealth and be millionaires, living in mansions, with their children in private schools with invested funds for university. While majority of black working class youth with their rural-township education -which is a ‘set-up’ for failure for a majority- are unemployable and continue to be exploited as petrol attendants, security guards and cashiers at Shoprite, Checkers, Pick n Pay, etc.

Let it be known and be remembered that some of us as the selected few black working-class youth from the townships are not going to take an assimilationist liberal stance and be silent, because now we are in these liberal middle-class universities we won't pretend that everything is fine and perfect, it is not.  The marginalised black working-class youth in rural-townships must revolt in different forms for economic emancipation and total liberation as black people.



MasixoleKaDlamini is a Student activist and Revolutionary poet 

11 Nov 2014

16. The Eagle and The Voice

(Reflections on The Way of The Outsider)

By uMonde iNxele


Again and again, I find that I must go back to the Promethean Myth; it is perfect at illustrating the condition of The Outsider.

The theft of Fire from the gods or the transcending of darkness and unconsciousness through Courage Knowledge is a universal human struggle.

AmaXhosa have a common and very ancient phrase that accompanies every Prayer; mabuded' ubumnyama kuvel' uk'khanya (Darkness retreat, Light shine forth). In the Book of Genesis, God says "Let there be light".

The Outsider wants to say Yes to Existence, and to laugh with uMdalidiphu. But when he considers his position in Society, he hears a voice that says to him "you are mad". The Voice is Prometheus' Eagle.

The Eagle that ate away at Prometheus' Liver is much like The Voice that is filling The Outsider's head with noise and Self-doubt.

In studying the conduct of Prometheus after the performance of the Heroic Act, The Outsider may find a prognosis for his condition. And truly, it is a Heroic Act today -when everyone wants to fit in- to make the Choice to Become an Outsider.


When Prometheus is confronted by The Tyrant, he does not falter. Torture does not succeed in getting him to recant. The Rebel remains steadfast in his subversion of the status quo.

7 Nov 2014

Reflections

by Phumzile Kepe



In front of the mirror,
Reflections of my bitter upbringing
rising like vapour, invading my mind
covering it with a blanket of dark clouds,
which invokes inner anger.

I find my lips flooding with tears,
Meditation of those dreadful years.
I hold myself as much as I can,
For it ain’t easy being a man.
Xhosa men are taught never to cry,
So I pretend to be strong,
Although that seems wrong…
In your eyes of-course, But hold on…
Tupac once asked,
“who do you know, that stops that long
To help another carry on?”
I guess nobody but GOD.

I am a living witness of his existence,
My presence is indeed a testimony of his greatness.
People will make fun of your weakness,
Use it to send you into the valleys of darkness.
Family-members will hire you a hearse,
Even quote you a verse
While you still have full functionality of your legs
And not yet breathless.
Don’t give credence to the nonsense,
They whisper in your ears,
That you’ll never go far in life because you are an arse.

They drain the confidence in you to make you hopeless,
Fill your mind with nonsense because they fear your intelligence.
Take it from me friends,
My mother has sistrens and brethrens.
Same blood in their veins,
But they only get together for traditions
And never random visits.

Blood is thicker than water they say,
But in searching for answers
I found myself stumbling on the way.
I trust nobody but GOD

BUT I never FAIL to LOVE.

18 Oct 2014

15. Personal Truth

(Reflections of the Way of the Outsider)

By Deon-Simphiwe Skade


Let no one deceive You.
Everything is Personal.


17 Oct 2014

14. Knowledge

(Reflections on the Way of the Outsider)

by uMonde iNxele


Knowledge is the Cure that will Poison us, we Outsiders!



10 Oct 2014

13. Thug Life

Reflections on The Way of The Outsider 

by uMonde iNxele


I was at maRhadebe's on Monday. She and I were in the living room discussing a short story of hers when Bra Stiqs walked in. He brought updates on the progress of our other projects, and he had a few papers with him. Bra Stiqs never ceases to emphasize the importance of papers and writing things down.
"Writing is a mystery," he'd whisper in awe-inspired tones. "The Laws that Moses was given, they were written in stone. Reading and writing are one of the things that link us to the Divine".

Just after Bra Stiqs sat down a little boy walked in. I began to notice him when he hugged Bra Stiqs, who was sitting next to me. The boy looked anxious. Then he came to me; the hug was awkward. After hugging maRhadebe he just lingered. He was not care-free and smiling but nervous, and his voice was a bit distorted by fear. It was the first day of school holidays, the Sun had risen, yet there was no urge in the boy to go and play outside. MaRhadede told him to pick up some papers in the garden and put them in the rubbish bin at the back. When the boy disappeared, She delivered a discourse on the importance of a stern upbringing.

After a while, the boy returned and just hung around. He asked if he could watch television. I felt like shouting "run, run from here! Go outside and play in the Sun!"

The matter refused to leave my mind; what bothered me most was the awkward hug. The hug itself is not the problem; the problem is that it was not spontaneous as an expression of affection. I felt that his hug was not an inclination arising from his vital centre but a habit drilled in through the head. It is part of the discipline at home to hug everyone present when you walk into the house.

From the point of view of classical Psychoanalysis, the boy is in the "latency phase" of psycho-sexual development. Psychoanalysis is a psychological science that endeavours to shed Light on Unconscious human behaviour. The "latency phase" of development is roughly around the time of primary school. The boy "acquires culturally regarded skills and values. The child has evolved from a baby with primitive drives to a reasonable human being with complex feelings like shame, guilt and disgust".*

From the point of view of Erich Fromm's brand of Psychoanalysis, the submissive anxiety in the boy is a sign that in his struggle to become what he is, he has been defeated by parental authority. The anxiety is not an Unconscious objection to the order to hug, because the hug itself is not traumatic. Rather, the anxiety arises out of the Conscious or Unconscious realization that parental authority is absolute. Even if he doesn't feel like hugging he has to hug, because it's family rules. The other side of the struggle to become what one is is the struggle not to become what one is not, and this involves not giving a hug if one doesn't feel like giving a hug.

Those that are familiar with the philosopher, Tupac Shakur, know that for him THUG LIFE was an acronym for The Hate U Gave Little Infants Fucked Everyone. His point was that you have a recipe for a psychic disaster when children are defeated by parental authority in the struggles to become what they are. When the will of the child is broken and replaced by the will of parental authority you get defeated children at best. At worst, society will have to be prepared for Thug Life.



Reference: * en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Latency_stage  

8 Oct 2014

The Case of Medical Male Circumcision, Lost Lives and Cultural Hegemony

by Khomotso Ntuli

The time of the year in which a number of South African communities send their young males to traditional initiation schools so that they may come back as “men”, brings about a great deal of questions and commentary. Government, NGOs and civil society have all raised concerns over the number of lives that are lost annually through the traditional initiation practices.

According to an article by Sapa that appeared in The Times on 16 July 2014, the following statistics were reported for the winter initiation season: “Over 180 boys have been admitted to hospital and 35 have died so far since the initiation season started".
Furthermore, a report by the Commission for the Promotion and Protection of the Rights of Cultural, Religious and Linguistic Communities indicated that the 2013 death toll at initiation schools in Eastern Cape was 83 fatalities. A further 54 565 initiates were hospitalised due to botched traditional initiation surgeries. Limpopo province reported just over half the number of hospital admissions compared to the Eastern Cape at 35 621.

Some people may ask: What is it exactly in this day and age that makes young males resolute on undergoing circumcision without anaesthetic for example, or antibiotics and general medicinal intervention when infection occurs? Well, there are a number of reasons why some people would continue doing this, in the same way as the Jewish communities would have reasons around the practice of circumcision. These reasons may not be embraced by some the people living outside these cultural settings, but they have a historical basis nonetheless. One of the recent arguments advocating for the continuation of circumcision has been that circumcising reduces chances of sexually transmitted infections, which is a much needed intervention in the context of our country’s HIV and AIDS prevalence. One would however argue that there is more to this than the health aspect, which is usually brought up in a relatively secondary manner of these discussions.

Worth noting for anyone about to engage in the male traditional circumcision versus the medical alternative debate, are the historical contexts and the clarity needed in handling such a debate. Traditional circumcision is not just a surgical procedure, but part of an important and long standing cultural ritual that different communities go through as rite of passage into manhood.

Historical context

One has always found it interesting to note that some rituals that are found in the bible, made their way to a number of countries in which they are either not clearly documented or recorded at all. Circumcision for boys is obviously one of these rituals. Circumcision for women, or what tends to assume the genital mutilation tag, is an equally important issue, but one to be discussed another day. So why did men need to be circumcised in the past?

Before I respond to the question, I would like us to look at the current meaning of circumcision. One stands to be corrected on this point. In the South African context, there are very few places where the importance of male circumcision as the rite of passage to manhood is as vital as in the culture of amaXhosa, baPedi, maTsonga and amaNdebele among others. Not only it is important for the young boys’/men’s esteem to undergo the ritual, it also helps them find a place in their community. Having gone through the traditional initiation process gives the initiates a kind of stature that allows them to participate in important family issues among other things. If a young man has not gone through this ritual, marriage to a girl that is umXhosa for an example, tends to also be a bit difficult as he is not seen as complete man.

Our minister of sports, Fikile Mbalula, had to go through the initiation process at a relatively advanced age of 34 amid taunts. Mbalula, the former ANC Youth League leader, may be comforted by the fact that God’s covenant with the biblical Abraham required that all male Jewish children be circumcised. This meant that Abraham also had to undergo this ritual at the very advanced age of 99. So, late circumcision is not bad.

The reasons for Minister Mbalula’s need to undergo initiation at the time he did may be known only to him. It would be fair to respect the choice he made around this matter. There is however something worth learning from the response by president of the Congress of Traditional Leaders of South Africa, Patekile Holomisa, to a Sowetan article by Zenoyise Madikwa where he said the following of the minister: "In the Xhosa tradition boys are not allowed into positions of leadership. They are not even allowed to sit with men. I am puzzled that he [the minister] was allowed to get married."
On the contrary, the case of Zulu men not undergoing this ritual after inkosi uShaka ruled it out as one that contributed to temporary loss of men for war purposes, is one that may bring an alternative view to the notion of manhood.

Why cultural hegemony is a necessary lens to look through

Taking into account the fact that there have been a number of deaths related to circumcision that take place in traditional initiation schools, some may suggest Medical Male Circumcision as the best way forward, without of course taking into account the fact that this plays into the continuous undermining of African culture and traditions. Specifically here, is one’s view that it’s important to respect people’s cultural preferences, when it’s said that traditional circumcision as a rite of passage is not the same as medical male circumcision.

Perhaps it’s important to be cognisant of the fact that it is almost impossible to critique the flaws of black cultural practices without running into some problems. There is a potential threat that such a critique may play into a discourse that finds a lot that is wrong in African culture, without the same kind of critique being applied to other cultures, especially European ones. It is clear that there are a number of people who do not appreciate the importance of traditional institutions that are tasked with the initiation of young boys into manhood. The fact that institutions responsible for this traditional practice are not appreciated in the face of a predominantly Eurocentric-oriented country, and that deaths of initiates occur, simply adds fuel to the fire.

One is of the view that there is obviously a lot in our traditional practices that is patriarchal and that there are other issues that need to be looked at through a contemporary lens. But one should warn against the views of those who make it to the “thought leader” status of newspapers, who by virtue of such a big platform, tend to shape popular opinion which should not necessarily be used to decide the courses that communities are to take.

It is with this in mind that one would challenge those who may be quick to wish to replace traditional circumcision practices with medical ones, to first take note of the fact that communities have the right to practice traditional rituals as they are part of their culture. These are rights protected by the Constitution of our country and are worth respecting. If we, as a society or as government wish to help, especially in curbing the number of deaths, it is important to engage with traditional leaders with a view to collaboratively arrive at a solution. There are clearly issues of accreditation that are crucial in preventing bogus iiIngcibi (traditional circumcision surgeons) from exacerbating the issue.

One would suggest that it is not fair that those who do not understand the need for traditional circumcision simply propose that people get surgically circumcised and then continue with the other part (which has to do with teachings personal conduct of manhood and other responsibilities of an initiate towards his community) in the bush. Circumcision is not an isolated surgical operation, but an integral part of a people’s way of life. Whether it is a concept of manhood that adds or takes away appreciation for gender equality is an issue for a different piece of writing. What is important here is to reiterate that with our wish to curb the loss of lives due to illegal activities and not the circumcision practice itself, we may do well if we could engage with traditional leaders. This way we would guarantee that we put in place measures that will ensure that only accredited traditional surgeons get to circumcise our youth. This intervention may help a lot of us avoid falling into a view that has ready-made solutions for people’s cultures and traditions, simply because we feel they are “outdated”.




About the Author: Khomotso Ntuli is the founder and facilitator of Bush Dialogues, a dialogue platform that looks at issues around human rights and active citizenship. He can be reached at mmotsodemi(at)gmail.com

3 Oct 2014

Carl Collison writes about Palesa Motsumi's Journey into African Literature



The article above was first published in the Cape Towner of 25 September 2014. Its reproduction here is done for the purpose of
widening the reach of this location-specific publication and for spreading messages around the arts in general. Text and picture: ©Carl Collison.

2 Oct 2014

New Heroes


by Deon-Simphiwe Skade






The 2014 Open Book Festival came and went with a successful turnout, considering of course that books sales have been declining in recent years. This positive outcome is worth commending, bearing in mind that Open Book is only a few years old compared to other long established literary festivals.

Perhaps what is of concern with literary festivals however is the minimal numbers of black audience. It would be very interesting to know, through research of course, why there is not nearly enough black people attending these types of events. Assuming that the reasons for the poor turnout is an economic one, for example, I believe it is not nearly enough reason for the poor turnout. For I know of many young and old professionals within the black population that do indeed read and support other art events in general.

Perhaps there is a golden opportunity for the literary festival sponsors and organisers to get other segments of the South Africa society to attend book fairs. Also, as suggested by prolific writer and festival participant, Thando Mgqolozana, these book festivals should in fact be hosted in townships as well.

Nonetheless, a shift in mindsets by introducing a Comic Fest, as done by the organisers of the Open Book, proves that innovation usually brings in tremendous results that feed into integration and general growth of the arts. It is precisely for this reason I wish to write solely about the comic book segment of the Open Book Festival, from a specific point of view of course.

The Comic Fest attracted a large number of illustrators and comic material creators. The Homecoming Centre, which is where the comic creatives were housed, was teeming with people who either came to buy the many books that were on display, or to have the authors sign their books. Many other patrons came to buy and even learn more about the comic books. I was one such person... 

CONTINUE READING THIS ARTICLE HERE.

26 Aug 2014

Magolompita’s Triumphant Narrative Flow

by Deon-Simphiwe Skade



Narratives play a vital role of giving various art forms their identities. How successful a narrative of a particular discipline of art becomes, for example, is chiefly dependent on the artistic skill and execution of the one producing or creating the art piece. As an artist who appreciates various forms of art and reflects on these disciplines from time to time, I am going to have yet another reflection. And seeing that the art form I have chosen to express myself through is writing, particularly fiction; I will use this art form to illustrate how successful narratives and language should work.
Perhaps it would be wise for me to first explain what both narrative and language each stand for in the context of this article. A narrative, which possesses dual meaning in this setting, represents a full account of a story. A narrative also represents a stylistic form of that which is being related to an audience. Language on the other hand, in its dual rolefas well, represents an era in which the story is set. In addition, language, by way of extension to other literary tools such as dialogue and so forth, helps in achieving the completeness of a story. This happens when language exposes the audience members to a wider range of issues in the story that includes and not limited to: a people’s culture; their manner of speaking; their personalities and the environment in which they live in. These elements are unearthed from the structural form of the narrative that is closely guided by language, in order to reveal more and more information about the story and its characters. It is in this myriad of interventions and the overriding supremacy of narrative and language that we can safely come to a conclusion that a writer as an artist, has indeed managed to present the story well. And when the writer is truly successful in his or her attempts as evidenced by the compelling nature of the narrative; that is when we speak of the work as being honest.

Honesty is another key feature of storytelling and other forms of art that distinguishes great works from the rest. A work of art should be honest enough in order to be taken seriously by those who truly appreciate art in its creative input and output. By being honest, I mean that the work ought to give a strong impression that it was written from a point of authority. The story may be fantastic in its ideas perhaps to a verge of being incredulous for those not familiar with the subject matter at hand. But as long as it is honest enough, it is bound to be taken seriously; for the story succeeds in its representation of that which is being related.

I would like to believe that such a view as expressed above is held by other people who appreciate art. But the relevance or influence of this view may not necessarily be reflected in the literary world through its writers, publishers, critics, reviewers and general readers. For we see a flurry of books published each and every year without unique representations of new narrative structures and language forms. Variations in literary presentation do come up once in a while, and for this we may look to people such as Dambudzo Marechera, Tracey Farren and Aryan Kaganof among those who deserve credit for such interventions. These writers and others I did not mention, capture the essence of what both narrative and language ought to achieve in a story when it is truly representative. Similarly, other artists working through other media such as music, visual art and so forth, have innovators of their own whose approach to narrative and language break away from the mundane.




It is precisely at this point that I wish to focus on the successful narrative and language use as employed by Magolompita, a Hip Hop group based in mining town of Welkom, Free State – my hometown. This unsigned music group consisting of Pule Tsoaela (aka Bentu Bam Tseka) and Lebaka Tsotetsi (aka Sheke Macasha), illustrates through their self-titled debut EP album, the importance of presenting artistic work with complete honesty. I got to know of the group’s existence through Thabang Nale, a graphic designer friend of mine living in Thabong, a township on the outskirts of Welkom. It was through Thabang and Kooles’t Venda, a lifestyle shop he jointly owns with the Pule and Lebaka that I got to buy a copy of Magolompita’s EP album (other distribution channels the collective pursues is selling their music from backpacks and through the Internet). The purchase was made earlier this year, even though the album had been out since October 2013. It was couriered to me from Welkom to Cape Town, which has since become my home, via the postal service.

Even though I listened to the album on the day I collected it from the post office and on the many subsequent days, it is only now that I managed to get a chance to reflect on the album’s artistic merit. I must point out that with each listening session I have had, that there was a consistent sense of being overwhelmed; for the music is so fresh and so innovative. This freshness seems to extend on to the CD cover of the EP as well. The artwork designer, whom I suspect to be Thabang, made the CD cover to resemble an exercise book that is covered in brown paper like those meant for school. And right in the centre is a white classic book label that reads Magolompita, to suggest that the contents could be scribbling as the name Magolompita means in English. The print on the actual disc inside is the one that captures the essence of what Magolompita is, as children in the townships would refer to juvenile writing or drawing endeavours. But there is nothing juvenile about the music loaded on the CD; the fresh and honest narratives immediately tell you so when the vocals start coming out.

The beat structure of the music has elements of hip hop music as we know it today. There is a teasing playfulness in the beats and in the overall rhythm of the music that I find working well for me as a so-called Old Skool Hip Hop audience member. But it is the group’s narrative structure and the language form that I find them most successful. Unlike some Hip Hop artists whose rhyme structures come across as forced and sometimes senseless, Magolimpita’s has a natural flow with impressive quality. For the duo demonstrates a rare ability to handle their narratives with a balanced combination of wit, satire and solid social commentary.

There is an impressive lyrical wordplay in the verses delivered by each member. The narratives are in a fine balance mix of Sesotho (in both its original dialectical variations), English, township lingo and Tsotsi-Taal (language of township thugs). Much like Hip Hop Pantsula who has been highly successful in his brand of local Hip Hop called Motswako, Magolompita achieves such artistic excellence in their music with their introductory work.

There is a distinct feature in the language used in the lyrics. It reflects and represents the realities of young people in the present era with all the challenges and aspirations they possess. However there is also the representation of the past through the words and metaphors of the long-gone era used in the language of their narratives. And from these words, a people’s heritage is preserved and shared with the listener. The duo is frank. Perhaps so frank that the CD cover ought to have the “parental advisory” warning printed on it (interestingly, literature does not have such disclaimers). But candid language should not negate the group’s brilliant efforts in creating honest, authoritative and striking narratives.

Perhaps I should reproduce some of the duo's finest lyrics below. These are taken from track one, Chikoto:

Chain e gold (mina)
Ha o sok'oeraka (never)
I'm in the spot ba mpitsa bamtseka (yeah)
Loss-speed (ngwana), cheka letheka
And I spit the shit enkare ke na le letseka/tlala mina tlasa kasi/ thubelitsha maspala shout out tiddy tops/tlala le bale ba nwang dikala
Fall back nigger ka bontsho
All I choose swagger re hlodiseng empa ha e rule



It is undisputed that Hip Hop is on a meteoric rise in South Africa and other African states. We have learnt in the past with genres such as Kwaito music, that such increased attention on a particular genre opens it up to all sorts of exploitation. This is where mediocrity begins to surface from people who claim to represent the growth of that particular genre, when they are in fact all about making money and creating undeserved personal fame. We have already seen such artists in the instance of the sharp rise of interest in local Hip Hop music. In addition to these opportunistic artists, there has also been some South African rappers who are bent on mimicking their America counterparts. But this practice and the ones mentioned before are not helping the genre grow in a positive manner. What is even more depressing is the amount of airplay these posturing artists get. But then what do we expect when greatness has become more about swagger than the actual art of making music and exploiting the social commentary element of it?

South African Hip Hop is well-placed to continue the mainstream ascent it has enjoyed in the last couple of years. Much like other African states, South African Hip Hop artists may take a global place through the exploitation of indigenous languages in the land. It took a few pioneering individuals from Mafikeng to put SeTswana language in the forefront of local music through their Motswako brand. As mentioned, Hip Hop Pantsula, along with other innovative artists such as Khuli Chana, Morafe, Molemi, Tuks and Cassper Nyovest among others, have been very successful in this regard. The isiXhosa speaking artists of Cape Town created their own brand of Hip Hop and called it Spaza, while their coloured counterparts who may well be the godfathers of South Africa Hip Hop, created a distinct Afrikaans-laced brand of Hip Hop. It is clear from the above examples that strong movements emerge from united efforts. I just hope that Sesotho, my mother tongue, also gets to enjoy wider representation not only in Hip Hop, but in other music genres as well. Thus it can also expand the national heritage of this beautiful country of ours. Perhaps Magolompita may just be the group from the Sesotho-speaking population to spearhead this movement. And maybe a few years from now similar successes as enjoyed by the Motswako brand of Hip Hop may be achieved.

In conclusion, it is worth noting that there is an element in Hip Hop music that promotes self-supremacy. This is done in both good and bad taste. There are for example, artists who despite proclaiming to be better than others, are actually having a merit to do so because there is a highly intellectual and artistic way they approach their work (not that I encourage self-praise anyway). Sadly, there are rappers who are quintessentially bad in that they are merely empty vessels that make the most noise – no stimulation or engagement from their content whatsoever.
However, I am happy to note that Magolopita falls in the group that is both artistic and intellectually probing in their art form. And this is the kind of artistic discipline I appreciate about various forms of art. I can only wish that their footprint reach the whole of South Africa and abroad.