Will we see Africa's rhinos become extinct in our lifetime? The continent's rhinos are already endangered and now they are being killed at a rapidly increasing rate. The rhinos are not safe in South Africa's parks despite drastic measures including deadly gun battles with poachers.
PRETORIA, South Africa — As Oscar Pistorius entered Pretoria's High
Court for the last time a free man, a protester dressed in orange
prison garb, chains draped around his neck, waved signs and chanted:
'Are certain offenders more equal than other offenders before the
law?' The answer, the judge took pains to make clear in her sentencing of
the South African double amputee sprinter, is no.
OCILWANE, South Africa — The view from above is startlingly beautiful: gentle green hills roll for miles, crisscrossed only by the paths of animals tracking through what was once King Shaka Zulu’s private hunting grounds. This is the Hluhluwe-iMfolozi game reserve — the oldest proclaimed park in Africa, dating to 1895, and one of the most important in the world. Here, the white rhinoceros was saved from extinction in the 1960s. Today the park offers a symbol of hope at a time when South Africa’s rhinos are being slaughtered in record numbers for their horns.
PRETORIA — Two years ago, South African police shot dead 34 striking mineworkers at the Marikana mine northwest of Johannesburg. An official inquiry into these deaths continues. But unusually, the Marikana story is already being staged as a musical, having opened Friday at the State Theater in Pretoria for a three-week run.
NEW YORK — Some of the largest nations on Earth — including Afghanistan, Brazil and India, not to mention the United States — will hold important elections in the coming year, any of which could affect the global political landscape profoundly.
On a warm January afternoon in 1993, I was with a group of visiting American newspaper editors gathered at the suburban Johannesburg home of Allister Sparks, the noted journalist, for a backyard braai. Sparks had arranged for us to meet Nelson Mandela, and before long he appeared, wearing a Harvard sweatshirt. We sat around a wooden picnic table under a straw thatched veranda. Mandela drank from a bottle of beer and talked easily, if cautiously, about his vision for South Africa. The country’s general election marking the end of apartheid was still 14 months away. Earlier that day, our group had attended a church service in Soweto, where the buoyant mood of the worshipers and the hopeful expressions on their faces raised for us these questions: Why does there not seem to be more anger in the black community? Out of the history of white oppression of blacks, why is there no call for revenge?