In South Africa, I feel I am a stranger, at best an animal.
Oliver TamboRead
How do you deal with a criminal that will not listen to what you have to say and who continues his policy of violence? Some say you continue to talk and let him tire himself out. But nearly 40 years after the institution of apartheid, is there anyone who still believes that verbal persuasion will work?
Interpretation
The quote questions the effectiveness of dialogue with those who refuse to listen and resort to violence.
Oliver Tambo's quote reflects on the futility of communication with individuals entrenched in violent ideologies, especially in the context of apartheid. It suggests that after decades of unsuccessful dialogue, there is skepticism about the potential for peaceful persuasion to change the minds of those who are resolute in their violent ways.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about conflict resolution in global politics.
In South Africa, I feel I am a stranger, at best an animal.
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Habit is a man's sole comfort. We dislike doing without even unpleasant things to which we have become accustomed.
You fall out of your mother's womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave.
A man's most open actions have a secret side to them.
When narratives fracture, when words fail, I take consolation from the part of my life that always works: the stationery order. The mail-order stationery people supply every need from royal blue Quink to a dazzling variety of portable hard drives.
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