Kaffir Boy Journal #7 On Violence

The violence continued. Other place in South Africa broke out in protests too. It spread to black ghettos in other parts of the country: Pretoria, Springs, Daveyton, Kwa-Thema, Durban, Port Elizabeth, and Cape Town. Schools, clinics, government buildings, beer halls, stores belonging to whites, Indians and Chinamen, PUTCO buses, Coca-Cola and other delivery trucks went up in flames. Black schooling came to a virtual standstill because of all that was happening. Since there was no schooling for blacks, the student was better able to plan marches, demonstrations were held, and the black work force was urged to stop working in solidarity with student grievances. All we need to do is work together, ALL THE BLACKS IN SOUTH AFRICA so that we could bring down the evil system that the whites made up. “Unity is strength” We can defeat these whites. Policeman succeeded in turning the black work people against the students because the black people needed money. They couldn’t afford to stay away from work. In Soweto, students were hacked and stabbed to death by policemen. To some extent the same thing happened in Alexandra. To prevent the violence from spilling into the suburbs, where whites were buying shotguns and rifles, Alexandra was sealed off by armored vehicles and soldiers. Like I said before, things will get worse. More deaths will continue, more fighting will continue until the government finally backs down and listens to what we have to say and make the effort to change their system or else we will force our way to keep fighting. People were dying left and right. The government reported that the situation happening in the ghetto will soon be under control. I highly doubt that. We won’t back down until whites give up. The more blacks were murdered, the angrier we became and the more hate we had, to continue this battle cry. Black schools were closed indefinitely: that is if they weren’t already burnt up. A lot of blacks, who were trying to stay alive, sold themselves to the whites. New laws developed and they angered blacks even more because they were against the blacks. I was possessed by the bloodthirsty mobs, mindless of my safety and unafraid of death. If there was anything to do that was against the whites, I participated in. We learned how to make petrol bombs since we had no guns. One day I joined a mob that was burning down the stores and butcheries. One of china man I worked for owned a lot of the butcheries and stores around the place. The guy and the family fled the first day the violence broke out. The china man used dogs to protect his shops, but the gangs threw poisonous meat to the dogs and brutally hacked the dogs into bloody pulps. I then became aware of what we were doing. The destruction we blacks were doing. But I only felt like that for a moment and continued to do more destruction. There were anger and hate faces everywhere. If it weren’t for the army it would have been a white massacre.