In filthy durt, and left so in the loathely soyle.

If there were such a thing as inspiration from a higher realm, it might well be that the neurotic temperament would furnish the chief condition of the requisite receptivity.

This book is about intersectionality and is particularly concerned with examining theorising intersectionalities and difference. In recent years, the concept of intersectionality has taken centre stage and has become a dominant model with which to engage in how differences such as ‘race’, gender, class, sexuality, age, disability and religion interweave and intersect upon individual lives in a modern ‘risk’ society[…].

It was built, as far as I can discover, because the Cape Argus rightly denounced the overcrowding of the old tronk on the waterfront.