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Cape Town: Not Catered for the Poor

It’s often labeled by some as the most beautiful city in South Africa, by others the best run city in South Africa, and by all it has come to be known as the Mother City. A name or title like that for a city means the city is said to be a welcoming home for all. I have been living in this city for three years now, and it never took me long to realise that Cape Town was not a city built with its impoverished residents in mind.


The city of Cape Town caters more for the privileged than the poor.

The gap between the wealthy or those enjoying some privilege brought on by race and the poor is unbelievably enormous. Those in power or those that run Cape town run it as though there weren’t any poor people that wonder everyday as the sun sets whether they will have a plate of food in front of them tonight or not.

Cape Town is littered with farm lands, but all this land is mostly used to farm for a luxurious need. It’s used to grow grapes for wine making.


And with Cape Town experiencing a terrible water crisis, those living in informal settlements in the poorest areas of Cape Town have one more struggle to deal with in terms of growing their own food. And the few farms that actually grow food struggle with the water crisis and it now means for them to regain what they lose in the death of their crops, they will want to regain in the increasing of food prices. More bad news for the poor.

Organic foods are the healthiest but also the most expensive. This makes junk food the escape route for the poor. Which is one of the reasons contributing in the fact that black people are twice likely to become diabetics than white people.

Capetonians really need to galvanize and create awareness of the issue of lack of food in this city. We as the people working in the media can play a huge role in putting to account those who govern  the city. The pushing and promotion of the ideas and campaigns of eating healthy should not just be filled with empty encouragement but with money put in so the poor can afford to eat healthy as the wealthy can. It would also be refreshing for the city to invest in land that would be used for crops and food. There is too much land used for winelands and the beautification of the city, maybe the could be put to much-needed better use. The city could host meetings with community leaders and conduct talks in which we collaboratively encourage community members to harvest their own vegetables and other plant-based foods, open a chain of soup-kitchens and educate whilst feeding the impoverished about the food which they eat.

There are many things the city could to make the name “Mother City” more than just a nickname. And its not that they are in a position where they cannot, they are well-place to. But I really hope for the sake of the poor in Cape Town, they do something.

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Posted by on October 22, 2017 in Uncategorized


Blog or Die Journos!


Helloweeni Peeps!

Journalism is not just a field of study or a career, it’s a lifestyle. A lifestyle that demands complete dedication to the craft. Ever heard the saying: “Bend the tree while it is still young”? Usually, this advice just comes from nosy neighbours who’ve been dying to kick the crap out of their neighbour’s misbehaving child, but this time I’ll use it on journalists… student journalists, to be exact.

It is very important that journalists perfect their craft before practicing in the field, and blogging is essential to a point of being a necessity to all student journalists. We need other tools to help the craft remain relevant and avoid it being boring. The use of technological tools to extend the conversation beyond the classroom is an exceptional idea.

Technology is all around us, every second of our lives. Whether we like admitting it or not, print media is dying a slow death and online media is the new sheriff in town.

Blogs are less formal and interest young readers. A long body of text is a very scary site to our generation, so the use of gifs, memes and videos are a fun (most of the time funny) way of getting a point across while avoiding the dreaded “Read the Headline and Move On” habit from this generation.

I, a dedicated student journalist and blogger, hope to be the savior of student journalists.

Look at this video. It’s a bird. It’s a plane. No, it’s KING YOBHO! 🙂

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Posted by on May 9, 2017 in Uncategorized


The South African Provincial Map with their Capitals

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Posted by on April 25, 2017 in Uncategorized


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Roeland Street: Cape Town’s Sleeping Giant

Helloweeni Peeps!

Cape Town.  Affectionately known as the Mother City to those who live in it, Cape Town, to some people around the world and some South Africans, is sometimes known as the ‘Little Europe’ of Africa as it may possibly be the most modern city in post-colonial Africa.  But it is at times a great shame for such a giant of a city to be known so one-dimensional.  People usually visit Cape town for its beaches (though ice-cold as they can be) and that other natural wonder… you know, that mountain which was recently voted 7th wonder of the world? Yeah, that one.  There are those who choose to wander the city searching for alternative views of Cape Town, though.  Party animals end up visiting Long Street for a great time and to get lucky, while cosmopolitans choose Buitekant Street to unwind with a cuppa joe.  But a gentle giant known as Roeland Street is often unfairly ignored.

Roeland Street

I’m a journalism student at CPUT and I only got to know of Roeland Street because my campus was located there, and as I got more familiar with the street, I found that it is home to more intellectually beneficial spots than any other street in Cape Town, or anywhere in South Africa, for that matter. From the Cape Peninsula University of Technology’s journalism, photography and PR departments, to the Harrold Cressy High School, to the Western Cape Archives and Records Services, to the ORMS Cape Town School of Photography, to The Book Lounge book shop, to City Varsity. Roeland Street is a true hub of endless information and intellect.


The Western Cape Archives & Records building


At no.72 on Roeland, the Western Cape Archives and Records Service majestically stands rich in history in more ways than one. Originally this site was where the old Roeland Street Prison used to operate, this building was constructed for the Cape Town Archives Repository that moved into the new building in 1990. This is where the Western Cape government manages and preserves records that form part of our archival heritage. These records are preserved for use by government and people of South Africa.


For those book lovers out there looking for for a bookstore with the latest offerings from their favourite author, there is The Book lounge. Opened in 2007, this independent bookshop is a one of a kind with its calm ambience and the astonishing simplicity with which you can find the book or section of the author that you’re looking for. There are many interesting book related events that are hosted in this space and special children’s story time at 11:00 on Saturdays. As I walked in to have some sort of mini-interview with the staff and take a few pics, I found myself getting lost at the many interesting reads that were in front of my eyes. I ended up buying for myself an interesting autobiography written by one of our heroes in the struggle to liberate South Africa.

The Book Lounge details are as follows:

Address: 71 Roeland Street, Cnr Buitenkant & Roeland Street, Cape Town, 8001

Tel: 021 462 2425


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It’s a family friendly environment


Rarely do you see so many educational institutions of different levels on the same street. From where Roeland Street begins you will find City Varsity and at the very end of this magnificent street lies CPUT‘s Barc Building when I’m currently doing my second year in journalism. Harold Cressy High School and the ORMS Cape Town School of Photography lie between them.


ORMS Cape Town School of Photography


Harold Cressy High School


City Varsity’s Cape Town campus


Cape Peninsula University of Technology’s Roeland street building

Those whose first love is art will not feel left out when visiting this magnificent street as there is an amazing haven for them located on 62 Roeland Street, Gardens, Cape Town 8001. This Haven is called ARTSAUCE. This elegant hole in the wall has all the things those artistic at heart would want, need and die for. The moment I walked in, the looks on people’s faces were like children at a candy store. People of all ages will feel welcome and catered for. From painters to pencil sketchers, to scrapbookers, to those who just simply need basic school or office stationery; all is catered for at ARTSAUCE.



Fashionistas will be in love with Margot Molyneux‘s fashion design studio, focused on producing well made, seasonal collections of women’s wear. This boutique sells high-end fashion female clothing and handbags at such an affordable price. Based here in Cape Town, they greatly enjoy the beauty of this city around us, using it, as well as art and traditional methods of printmaking, as inspiration in their colour choices and in their textiles designs.

Margot Molyneux’s contact details are as follows:

Address: 69 Roeland Street | Cape Town

Tel: +27 21 461 4565



The saying that goes “never judge a book by its cover” comes to life when you explore Roeland Street. It oozes of life and unexpected excitement. When you visit Cape Town, don’t just pop-in to check out that mountain, make sure u come check out our beloved Roeland Street as well. I promise you, You will not regret it.

‘Till Next Time Peeps, Bhabhayini!

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Posted by on March 31, 2017 in Uncategorized


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That “No Words Needed to Explain” Kind of Love

Helloweeni Peeps!

“You’ve got such interrogative eyes.”

Interrogative eyes? Really?  Was that the best pick-up line I could come up with? Maybe I just panicked, or I was being the overconfident douche I usually am when meeting new people. Who knows?  All I know and care about right now is that her name is eternally scribed on my heart, and her radiant face will forever be engraved in my mind.  All that matters is that she is my dream come true, and I love her.


The damn fire extinguisher just had to photo bomb our picture

Her name is Kareena Gool.  As I’m writing this blog post I am hysterically laughing my ass off picturing the confused look you probably have on your faces right now.  You never expected a tall-ass proudly Xhosa guy from the dusty streets of Zolani in Ashton to be confessing his undying love for a Cape Malay Muslim girl.  But this is no standard Cape Malay girl; she amazes me each day as to how someone who’s as human as all of us can be so unique that not even God can look like her.  I am terrible when it comes to saying what’s in my heart, so I thought I should write to her this love letter showing how I appreciate this unique being she is.

Gool.  My love

You’re probably sitting down with a half-smile and furrowed brows scanning this love letter for bad grammar and misplaced commas.  Well I don’t care if you find any. What I care about is that you’re as happy as you’ll ever be, because I can’t imagine my beard not having your hand to caress it. I don’t want to imagine not ever seeing your beautiful face again.  You’re unbelievably beautiful.  When God made you, he cursed for the first time.  He turned to an angel on his right, gave him a high five and said “G*d damn I’m good!”

You are that beautiful. You’re a different kind of beautiful. You’re a different kind of woman altogether.  You’re the kind of woman I wonder as to why she would bother looking into the mirror before leaving the house, because there is no way she could ever not be beautiful.  The kind of woman who can be hated by so many for what she feels is right or loved by none for she never bothered to kiss ass.  You gave me something I’ve never had before.  You gave me that “my friends think I’m crazy” kind of love.  That reckless kind of love.  That “wake-up-early-make-you-breakfast” kind of love.  That “no matter what happens you get the best of me” kind of love.  That “you get my heart & mind, and the world gets the rest of me” kind of love.  That “I invest in you” kind of love, because you know I’ll give you my “I’m invested in you” kind of love.  That “you come to me upset you don’t have to say anything because I know just what to do” kind of love.

You kiss me so softly that I can no longer speak, and then suck my ex-girlfriend’s name out of my mouth just to make sure she never comes up in our conversations.  You’re the one who made me realise that our interracial love needs not make sense to anyone but to God and the two of us.  Because right now, I am because you are.   We have been happily together for well over a year now and have had more fights than my parents, who (before my father passed) had been married for about 40 years.  One of those fights I will never forget – it was about potato wedges at breakfast.  Don’t you dare laugh!  That was a serious argument, OK!  But as much as we argue, as much as we express our love verbally or otherwise, on this Valentine’s Day of 2017 I am making you a promise.  I promise that I will love you as if it’s the only thing that I’ve ever done correctly.

This is not the end of my love letter, for it is said true love has no end.  We cannot declare that what we have is true love, but what we can is that our love is a “fuck the world we’re making it” kind of love.

Yours Lovingly,

King Yobho


No two people are the same in the world, as there are no two identical pieces in a puzzle. But yet we complete each other.

To the rest of the world, this is her. The keeper of my smile, my soulmate, the love of my life, however the hell people describe the one’s they want to spend the rest of their lives with – but this is her.

‘Till Next Time Peeps, Bhabhayini!


Posted by on February 14, 2017 in Uncategorized


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Data Journalism

Helloweeni Peeps!

High School.  Hate it or love it, we all share hate for at least one of the “top three things to hate about school”.  What are these three things?  The principal, bullies and a bitch called MATHS.  See, I love journalism, but one of the reasons I chose to study this field was to get as far away from mathematics as possible.  But I ended up meeting her evil twin sister, DATA JOURNALISM.

Let’s Talk Numbers


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Data journalism is asking questions of numbers or proving something that you know is happening and is probably widespread, through numbers.  Data journalism may have a lot to do with maths, but it’s mainly about quantitative research.  But it still sounds kind of boring, doesn’t it?  How would one turn a set of dull numbers and spreadsheets into a fascinating story?  See, numbers never lie; the story behind the numbers also extends far deep than just provided stats without a backstory or questions aroused.  For instance, the government says that X percent of of the youth are unemployed and that the numbers have increased over the last five years.  Questions like “How do they measure this?” or “Which specific race is mostly affected?” and “What age range does their definition of youth fall within?” will fatten up your story. And also the changing of measurements of unemployment over the years, meaning that the claim that it has risen over the past five years could be a distortion?

Transparency is the building block of a democratic society.  However, the past few years have seen increased efforts by governments and open-data campaigners to make information available to citizens.  There has been a proliferation of data sets, statistics and portals to those data sets.  While many important data and information are still off limits to citizens, the starting point for any journalist should be the acknowledgement that “data is everywhere”. Government agencies, private companies, nonprofits and think tanks all collect data and produce statistics, and most of the information is now stored electronically.  Ever asked yourself whenever you fill in a form or tick a box, where does that information go?  We create and/or collect data everywhere and everyday, so data journalism is sort of there to ensure data is not collected in vain and to be transparent on the improvements or evolution we are making as a society.

SRC Elections Voter Turnout


Graphic: JOHN McCANN; Data source: UNIVERSITIES

University student elections are an annually exciting experience, and one where the government like to measure how successful they have been and where they are lacking in terms of getting the youth involved in the democratic election process.  Statistics like that provided on the picture above, are needed to inform us of the voter turnout for SRC elections so statisticians can predict how many of the youth might go vote for government election in future.

For once I wrote about something not a threat to journalism whatsoever. There’s hope for journalists after all!  We need not be afraid of number, for no one can deny the factual statistics they may provide.  Mathematics might be scary, but Data Journalism will put whatever scares you may have to bed as numbers do not lie.

For more information on the subject of Data Journalism, check out this video:


‘Till Next Time Peeps, BHA-BHAYINI!

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Posted by on September 27, 2016 in Uncategorized


ROBOT JOURNALISM: What Does It Mean For The Industry?

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Journalism is a very mighty industry, if not the mightiest (in my opinion).  That is one of the many reasons I have chosen to study journalism.  Journalism has many times been deemed to be on the brink of extinction – seen as a career with a bleak future.  But each time it has pulled through to prove to be an ever-growing and ever-changing industry that always adapts to whatever circumstances.  Journalism has survived the tabloid, the gossip columnists, media moguls and the internet, but it now faces a new adversary – automated reporting (also known as ROBOT JOURNALISM).

The Rise of The Machines


Image by: Biblioteca Pleyades

This robotic evolution of journalism has already begun.  You’ve probably already read a news story written by a sophisticated computer algorithm and never even knew it.  Advanced software programs take financial reports and the latest sports scores and then transform the data into sentences that humans can understand. The finished product won’t win any CNN African Journalist of the Year Award, but it does a decent job of telling the basic story.  The up side for news organizations is that more stories produced at a rapid rate with fewer people to pay.  This mays sound like it’s all doom, gloom and ka-boom for journalists out there, but it really is not.  Every story needs facts, quotes and a personal angle, and such cannot be provided by artificial intelligence.  Automated content is typically used to expand coverage, not replace existing coverage.  Which is why I believe journalism will survive yet again.

The human element in a story, whatever story it may be, will always be needed and vital.  You can’t give a soccer fan stats and not bring up the joyous emotion felt at the stadium after that last-minute goal, not to mention the heated post-match clashes between the coach and the journalists.  How will an automated reporter explain that “there’s light at the end of the tunnel” to the general public after reporting an impending financial crisis?  Human journalism will never die, it will just multiply.

Business Opportunity

Businesses like Automated Insights quickly saw the potential in the market.  Their software Wordsmith has been used in the newsrooms of the Associated Press (AP) since july 2014 to produce corporate earning reports.  The AP has praised it to be highly successful as it has cut their working time by 25% and the journalists are now focusing on the true essence of their journalistic duties and the best part about this is that no loss of jobs occured.  The only thing that causes journalists to lose jobs is that journalism industry is changing and journalists who don’t adapt suffer a rapid career death (deservedly so).

There is a super bright light at the end of this tunnel, because I see journalists working hand in hand with automated reporters in the future.  It is clear as day that each one needs one!

‘Till Next Time Peeps, BHA-BHAYINI!

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Posted by on September 13, 2016 in Uncategorized


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