Two and a half decades ago we had a grand coronation. There were streamers, balloons and joy everywhere. Democracy was crowned king and its first act was to dub all the children birthed after its ascension Born Frees. They were to be our new legions of free folk, unburdened by past shoulder chips and untethered from the time of one-group crimes.
That didn't go according to plan.
Cast a glance at the news and you'll find that Born Frees are not as unfettered from the past as their parents had hoped. In many ways the pressures and prejudices of the past sit just as heavily on their shoulders as they did on their predecessors'.
Granted, they are not going through apartheid, but what died during that regime seems to have come back in zombiefied form. Maybe it has always been there, lurking in the background, but whatever the reason, the Born Frees are not as free as we had hoped. So what about the Born Very Frees?
Born 10 or more years after the "great change", today's youth find the kumbaya positivity of the immediate aftermath of the election unintelligible - something like a fax machine, a relic from the "before times".