- ZA HPRA A3440-B-B1-B1.10-B1.10.10
- Unidad documental simple
- 1967
"We sleep anywhere", a boy told me, "in drainpipes, parks, junk yards, anywhere". At dawn I found them lying in a park, shivering.
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"We sleep anywhere", a boy told me, "in drainpipes, parks, junk yards, anywhere". At dawn I found them lying in a park, shivering.
Tough talk and marijuana. These are tsotsis, youths who have turned to crime rather than work as white men's garden-boys or messengers - the usual jobs available to young blacks.
A white pocket being picked. Whites are angered if touched by anyone black, but a black hand under the chin is enraging.
This man, distracted by his fury, does not realize his back pocket is being rifled. He is allowed to go his way - till next time.
On a Saturday afternoon in heart of Johannesburg five tsotsis mug white man. While others watch warily, and pretend to be passersby, fifth man surprises victim from rear with forearm blow across throat.
As white man sags to street, second tsotsi helps empty his pickets. Attack was over in seconds. Gang got away with victim's weekly pay envelope. Woman in background is scurrying out of harm's way.
White man assaults tsotsi who tried to snatch white woman's purse. This time black youth escaped.
But others may get caught as police try to solve tsotsi problem with roundups and arrests. This only toughens the youths, who take pride in being able to stand up to interrogation, beatings, and jail conditions.
Tsotsis are celebrating in a municipal drinking lounge - with more to spend than honest black earns in day's work.
Township mother fights losing battle to keep son, age nine, from running off t live life of the streets. She tries to assert authority with threats: "What's your future going to be like without an education?" But it is too late...