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Chapters (56)
  1. Cover
  2. Halftitle
  3. By the same author
  4. Title
  5. Dedication
  6. Prologue
  7. Part I Cleave
  8. December 1979
  9. Spokes
  10. Saskia
  11. The Beige Bakkie
  12. Rutherford & Joseth
  13. The Villagers
  14. Spokes
  15. Kuki
  16. Spokes
  17. Saskia
  18. Joseth
  19. Spokes
  20. January 1980
  21. Tom
  22. Vida
  23. Tom
  24. Spokes
  25. Saskia
  26. Spokes
  27. Spokes
  28. February 1980
  29. Spokes
  30. Saskia
  31. Saskia
  32. Spokes
  33. Saskia
  34. Spokes
  35. Part II Cleave
  36. March 1980
  37. The Lovely Loveness
  38. Dikeledi
  39. Lukha
  40. Spokes
  41. Sitshengisiwe
  42. Philemon
  43. Rutherford & Spokes
  44. Spokes
  45. Spokes
  46. April 1980
  47. Spokes
  48. Silas
  49. Dr Gustav Mabuse
  50. Spokes
  51. Kuki
  52. The Red Aster
  53. Spokes
  54. Epilogue
  55. Acknowledgements
  56. Rate this book

Rutherford was just about to apologise, which was something he would have never thought of doing before the meetings, seminars and conferences. However, a young man with a Jewish last name, horn-rimmed glasses and the title ‘Dr’ before his name had, just the day before, given a lecture on the importance of apologies. He had stated that apologies were necessary to the sustenance of any relationship, and that being able to apologise was a sign not of weakness but of strength. Real men – real leaders – knew the power of an apology and how to use it effectively. Perhaps, knowing full well that many in his audience would not believe him, the young man had presented a collection of examples of leaders apologising at crucial moments in history. Rutherford suspected that the collection was not very robust, and that the two examples that had actually been shared were probably all that there were. He did not want to apologise because he felt that it would be a sign of strength; he wanted to apologise because he knew that this move would take Joseth by surprise and perhaps make him think less of Rutherford, which would then make Joseth reveal more of his exact intentions.

Before Rutherford could utter a word, Joseth said, not looking at him, ‘It is getting cool. It will be dusk soon. It is probably best to head back.’

Rutherford realised that he had not needed to apologise in order for Joseth to think less of him. Joseth, in suggesting that they return to the bakkie, had shifted the balance of power between them. He had spoken carefully and calmly, thinking he was giving nothing away, but Rutherford knew that not all power struggles had to be violent.

Rutherford was certain that a few months, a few weeks ago even, Joseth would have said ‘sir’ at the end of every statement or question. He wondered, as he followed him back to the government-issued bakkie, if Joseth was attending meetings, seminars and conferences run by people who believed that they ‘knew the European’ and encouraged men like Joseth to remove words like ‘sir’, ‘baas’, ‘picaninny’, ‘baas’ and ‘madam’ from their vocabulary because such words no longer had a place in their workplace lexicon.

When Rutherford and Joseth arrived at their bakkie, they found the village headman, the two mujibhas and several other villagers waiting for them.