We don't want you here living with us. You are white, and we do not trust you. You must take your family and go."
I could hear the sudden intake of breath. every head in the crowd swiveled, first to the Nkosi, and then to me. I suddenly felt tired. This is what it had all come to;in South Africa, when logic shrivels, the same dreary dinosaurs rear their vicious heads.

Author: Lawrence Anthony