National Museum: Wildlife or People?

He deploys character despoliation, a deft mix of raising up and pulling down, and perhaps in desperation, describes me as a smoker of the Kgatla weed, a night time wizard, a lamenting, prejudiced, arrogant, doubting Thomas, a jealous, rabble-rouser, a manic pessimist, ignorant, melancholic, self promoting and, subtly suggested over and again, a closet racist.

Presumably he recognised that his case was so shaky that he had to resort to such intemperate language? It is not so surprising though that there should now be Segadika’s acrimonious and not very honest response to my criticism of the National Museum.