REFLECTIONS FROM THE CORNER–SORT OF

REFLECTIONS FROM THE CORNER–SORT OF

By: Molemo Ramphalile*

I grew up in a house located on the corner of a street in a typical township on the East Rand of Johannesburg, South Africa. This meant it was outside our house that one could find that infamous hanging-out spot common to most townships or “ghettoes”, generally known as “the corner”. That my father used to tell me to go to school and study hard to avoid ending up like those guys who stood outside our house should give you an idea of why it’s infamous. However, I never quite knew how to fully make sense of this piece of advice from my father. I suppose I understood the point he was making, that if I don’t excel at school I’d end up being someone who loafs around the whole day while other people get on with their lives, and thus make myself susceptible to the lures of illicit activity. But to me, standing around all day not having to go to school or work seemed fun. And also, I liked the young men who would sometimes stand on the corner outside our house.

They obviously lived around the area; they were older and cooler; they were generally slick and at times philosophical; and ironically, always used to tell me to stay in school and study hard so I didn’t end up like them. So I stayed in school and studied hard, well, hard-ish. Yet, lo and behold, this year, I became exactly like them, I became one of the unemployed, loafing corner guys.

Well, not quite. I mean, even though in my heart I’m a corner guy in the mould of those from my childhood, there are important differences. Firstly, we don’t live in the township anymore. You see, hanging around on the corner in the suburbs, as a young-ish black person, is not necessarily the best of ideas , so most of the time I just stay indoors. Secondly, I don’t smoke. In my younger days, smoking always seemed a prerequisite to being a corner guy; I (consensually, of course) parted with a fair share of coins that contributed towards the smoking habits of many a corner dweller—so I am grateful that I,  at least, don’t have to stress about where my next smoke is coming from. Thirdly, I seriously doubt that the younger guys where I live now view me as cool or slick, or indeed worthy of spending much time around; so most of the time I just keep the words of wisdom and philosophical ponderings to myself. Fourthly, I’m a university graduate, a holder of an MA degree in Political Studies. This would obviously warrant an adjustment to the type of advice that I got as a kid regarding the unemployed loafers. I would imagine that nowadays, influenced by the seemingly widespread doubt around the market usefulness of many Humanities degrees, this advice would probably encourage not only going to school and studying hard, but also making sure that what is studied is something that will guarantee a job afterwards. You know, to not study something where people will always ask “but what are you going to do with that degree?” I hate that question!

I love what I studied though; the things that I’ve learnt and the person my studies have helped me become have made most of the difficulties encountered manageable. And although this has been a year of some unsuccessful applications, a couple of unsuccessful interviews, general frustration and severe broke-ness, it’s also a year where I’ve had lots of fun reading, thinking, doing independent research, trying to write, supporting Orlando  Pirates Football Club, listening to loads of new music and just finding out more about myself and others.

I suppose I could have written  a more politically incisive personal reflection that artfully considers the causes of, and possible solutions to, unemployment (whether graduate, youth or otherwise), but this would betray the deep sense of gratitude I feel—I’m most thankful for the unwavering support and belief of those around me this year. To be honest, and I know this is not very Political Science of me, this is because I mostly view my unemployment as a shrewd plot by the universe to get me to go ahead in earnest with my doctoral studies. Damn universe.


*Molemo Ramphalile is an independent scholar who survives off the spiritual, financial, emotional and intellectual generosity of family, friends and others.

Molemo Ramphalile

Molemo Ramphalile is an independent scholar who survives off the spiritual, financial, emotional and intellectual generosity of family, friends and others.

3 Responses to REFLECTIONS FROM THE CORNER–SORT OF

  1. Thanks for this reflection Molemo.

    The issue of graduate unemployment in SA is a very serious one that is not taken very seriously. I enjoyed your reflection; I didn’t grow up in a township, but so much of the imagery in your piece is familiar. Even in rural EC there were always adult undertones that you should not become like “those guys” by the corner that always asked us for cigarette money and were often not working.

    It’s a particularly relevant piece, as the usefulness of the humanities increasingly comes under question for usefulness in both South Africa, and globally I would argue. As I work towards the completion of my dissertation I also increasingly worry about the next chapter as everyone asks: “what are your plans for next year?”

    I don’t know yet, and if I’m honest I have *not* started looking as my main focus is completing dissertation, but hopefully something will come up for me (and you) for next year. If nothing comes up, then I’m joining you on that doctoral mission :-)

    Thanks for the reflection again!

    • Gcobani,

      Thank you for reading, and engaging. Glad to see that some of the imagery resonates with you even if it describes a somewhat different context. You know, I’m fascinated by this incredibly gendered space we call ‘the corner’ that seems ubiquitous in certain communities. I hope to think about it and discuss it more fully (in writing or other forms) some day.

      Also, it’s good to see that your are nearing the completion of your dissertation, I hope that goes well for you. I hope that the post-completion period goes well too, you know, so you don’t join this struggle that so many of us the world over find ourselves in. Eish, that doctoral mission ne? Eish, umm, yeah, we’ll have to see how that one unfolds, if indeed it ever does.

      I enjoy reading your articles by the way, as I do those of the other bokamoso writers. I do a lot of learning here.

      Thanks for reading again!
      Molemo

  2. Eita

    A very interesting article ai nhooo we are really affected by unemployment even upcoming young ones don’t see education important cause we go to school graduate and still stay unemployed like so called corners guys but difference is we still carry our pride

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