A reader responds to Alex de Bruin’s ‘Fear and Loathing At Schoolboy Rugby In The Southern Suburbs’…
If you didn’t spend last Saturday stark naked and ripped to the tits while dancing around a fire in the Tankwa Karoo , it is likely you spent a good portion of the day watching schoolboys play rugby in the rain.
Why hasn’t humanity used the vast potential of artificial intelligence to help us make the most important decisions?
Golf elicits binary emotional responses in humans, depending largely on which side of the demographic coin landed for them.
We played cricket at Groot Drakenstein again last month. Our opponents were the Danish Vikings, on tour from Copenhagen.
She is a graceful old lady, daubed in an iconic shade of pink and set in a verdant garden with Table Mountain enveloping her in a rectangular sandstone border.
Alex de Bruin is confronted by swingers, jellyfish, and a case of consensual public urination during a bizarre Christmas holiday.
How will we last the best part of a week listening to our in-laws’ theories on Covid, the Illuminati and Bill Gates’s real plan without erupting with rage?
Some confirm our disdain for cycling shorts, while others espouse the perks of getting a colonoscopy. Whatever you gel with, take some notes on how to be lekker this summer, and avoid being called a nat poep.
Rivers of money are flowing south to stall climate change and save the natural world. Why not in cricket?