One of the greatest leaders in the history of mankind, former South Africa’s President Nelson Mandela, died at 95 on Dec. 5. Mandela was a…
South African anti-apartheid leader Desmond Tutu speaks at Clowes Hall at Butler University Sept. 12, 2013 in Indianapolis. (AP Photo/The Indianapolis Star, Rob Goebel) INDIANAPOLIS (AP) – South African anti-apartheid leader Desmond Tutu is praising Americans for being skeptical of a possible U.S. military attack on Syria.
In this March 10, 2009 file photo Pulitzer Prize-winning U.S. writer Alice Walker pauses during an interview with the Associated Press in Gaza City. (AP Photo/Tara Todras-Whitehill) by Zenitha Prince (NNPA)–The Anti-Defamation League on June 18 derided Pulitzer Prize-winning author and essayist Alice Walker over the “fervently anti-Jewish ideas” that they say permeates her latest book. Walker’s The Cushion in the Road, a series of essays on varying topics, contains an 80-page “screed” on the Israeli-Palestinian conflict that uses “extremely vitriolic and hateful rhetoric” directed toward Israel, the ADL said. “Alice Walker has sunk to new lows with essays that remove the gloss of her anti-Israel activism to reveal someone who is unabashedly infected with anti-Semitism,” said Abraham H. Foxman, ADL national director, in a statement. “She has taken her extreme and hostile views to a shocking new level, revealing the depth of her hatred of Jews and Israel to a degree that we have not witnessed before. Her descriptions of the conflict are so grossly inaccurate and biased that it seems Walker wants the uninformed reader to come away sharing her hate-filled conclusions that Israel is committing the greatest atrocity in the history of the world.”
by Nadia Bilchik (CNN) — I was born in Johannesburg, South Africa, in 1964, the year Martin Luther King Jr. was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, the Civil Rights Act was passed in the United States, and Nelson Mandela was sentenced to life in prison. Mine was a relatively idyllic childhood in the affluent and segregated northern suburbs of Johannesburg. Like many White South Africans, I lived in an ignorant cocoon of privilege, with no idea that having two live-in maids, a full-time gardener and a driver was unusual. It was perfectly normal for my African nannies, Rosina and Phina, to live with us rather than with their own children, and there was no need to learn their language or even their last names. It was only as a teenager that I began to realize something was horribly wrong. Phina and I were walking along the road of our pristine “Whites only” neighborhood when we saw a police van stop. Two armed White police officers got out and began interrogating the Black passers by. They roughly shoved several of them into their van, screaming obscenities all the time.