hated the status quo and white
people who simply thought it
ridiculous. These people would
have secret get-togethers, too,
usually in someone’s flat or in
empty basements that had been
converted into clubs. Integration by
its nature was a political act, but the
get-togethers themselves weren’t
political at all. People would meet
up and hang out, have parties.
My mom threw herself into
that scene. She was always out at
some club, some party, dancing,
meeting people. She was a regular
at the Hillbrow Tower, one of the
tallest buildings in Africa at that