MORE than a century after his death, Cecil John Rhodes finds himself in a crate, with a plastic bag wrapped around his face. He is, of course, not at all bothered by this.
This whole saga reminds me of the fact that I may also still have a few bones to pick with Mr Rhodes for what he, directly or indirectly, did to my ancestors a 114 years ago. I choose not to spend any energy on this though; it will not change anything. I am, however, concerned about the underlying attitudes behind the demand to take down his statue.
Destroying that which…
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