Story of a small-town murder trial breaks it to you not so gently
The events in this compelling book take place against a backdrop of racism, populist politics and murderous crime
Apartheid was always going to take longer to die in SA’s small towns than in the big cities. In the early magical years of Nelson Mandela’s presidency, every few months I would drive an hour and a half southwest of Johannesburg to a farming dorp called Koppies to chronicle the dismantling of white rule.
For the first year or so of the “new” SA, change was in the air. A fledgling black middle class moved from the satellite township into town. I saw the election of the first black mayor. But reform slowed and the can-do spirit curdled. It would be wrong to say there was no progress, but fundamentally the two communities remained divided — by economics, history and race...