#RUReferenceList: 8 years later

April is weird. 8 years ago, I was having one of the worst experiences of my life. Today, I’m not being terrorised and gaslit by my university’s administration, nor having my faith in justice for sexual violence shattered. I’m in just in bed, resting.

I think there’s a survivor’s guilt in being here, or at least a desire to not abandon 2016-me, 2016-us. I try to let 2016-me know that I won’t abandon her or her cause, while also giving her the life she fought for/was crushed for fighting for.

I’m explaining to both of us that we must enjoy what can be enjoyed and that we don’t have to always return to the wound. The wound will not heal, but it doesn’t have to rule over us forever. Every one of us deserves to move on. Joy is not abandonment.

Mary Oliver advises, “If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be.”

We know the prolonged destruction that was #RhodesWar so intimately, we should get to know joy with equal fluency.

About Dom aka Dominique McFall

This post is celebration of Dom McFall, on the event of their BA (Hons) graduation part . While this academic achievement is an incredible feat of smarts, hard work and resilience, even more worthy of praise is Dom’s character, hereby described by some of the people who know her best:

Viv Descroizilles said:

“Who is Dom to me? That’s a pretty loaded question because she’s so much more than my best friend. Dom is my chosen family; she’s seen and comforted me at my lowest, she’s remained a friend through the rocky patches of uncertainty, and she’s been the first to celebrate with me when life is good. Dom is the most solid, certain friend I’ve ever had because when you’re lucky enough to be chosen as her friend, she’s with you through the bad and the good.
Dom is one of the kindest, warmest people I have ever known. When I think of her, I think of the best type of motherly energy; she makes all those in her circle feel safe, seen, and unconditionally loved. Whether you are a colleague, an acquaintance, a partner, or a friend, Dom will take the time and effort to make you comfortable in her space, no matter how that looks for you.

But the thing about Dom that I love most is her ability to laugh at herself. She has a brilliant sense of humour- when she’s being the clumsy mess that she is and trips over nothing or slips on a perfectly normal floor, she is with me, laughing until we cry, and maybe only five minutes later will she mention that that was actually quite painful. She lets me tease her mercilessly, and doesn’t hold back on the close-to-home jabs herself, because that is our love language. In our friendship, no slip of the tongue, or plainly stupid comment, goes ignored- we will remember forever and it will become an inside joke between us.

Our friendship runs on cups of tea when there just aren’t words to comfort the other, spontaneous adventures to the sea, asking for and receiving hugs whenever you need them, late night hysterics when life is just so shit that laughing is the only option, mid-workday dance sessions to “Frequent Letdown” by the Illuminati Hotties or “Shit!” by Bo Burnham when the stress levels are just too high, and heartfelt context conversations, recorded so we can always remember how special we are to each other.
Dom is my closest friend, the surrogate mom of my plants, my on-again off-again housemate, and my family. In the words of her favourite poet, Andrea Gibson, she is my angel of the get-through and I am hers.”

Alex Sutherland said:

“I got to know Dom as a student at Rhodes –  as a committed, super bright, fun person who fought for what was just. When we moved to Cape Town, we contacted her to help take care of our boys and she became a loved addition to our family structure. My boys adore Dom; and they are excellent judges of character. She became a caring, creative, fun companion to Jasper and Gabriel. They love stories and reading and so, as we all know does Dom. Gabriel’s extra needs were never an obstacle to the innovative games and activities she did with the boys – including the yearly christmas biscuit decoration festivities.  Another new member of our family who can spot an extra special person is our dog Sparkles. Sparkles took one look at Dom and melted immediately in utter adoration. It was quite extraordinary!

Nowadays we don’t see Dom as often as we would like. I am filled with awe at her steadfast ‘getting her shit together’ attitude. This degree is part of that – an enormous enormous achievement for anyone – but especially amidst the vile circumstances that lead her to this point. A big fat finger to those big conservative ‘liberal’ institutions that deserve to crumble into obscurity.  Dom has started to build a career, got a degree, and is taking the next big leap by living overseas. She is living her life with integrity and joy. She is a role model for my children. Work hard, have fun, be kind, live life with fierce grace. That is Dominique. We love you Dom – fly fly fly.” 

Sean Wentzel said:

“At this stage, both our faces show up next to most of the songs in our Spotify blend (which is what I’m listening to as I’m writing this). And I know whether they’ll like something without needing to ask. I now introduce everyone to Andrea Gibson. When I told Dom I was struggling to understand the context of all the stuff in their life they were telling me about, they made video interviews with their friends and sent them to me. I think I’ve told them every interesting thing that has happened to me in the last six months, and the collected voice notes we’ve exchanged would make for a thrilling radio drama.

They empathize with joy and love (it’s very comforting to have your positive emotions reflected back at you). Perhaps their warm blood is what gives them such unnatural cold tolerance? They have a kind of tenacity that manifests in plans and lots and lots of questions, which leaves me absolutely certain there is an actual human at their core, and which makes me excited to know them.”

Rachel Swartz said: 

“I met Dom while looking for a place to live in Cape Town. While I didn’t end up moving in to her home, being her friend made Cape Town feel like home to me. 

Once, Dom, our friend Jess and I went camping in Beverlac. To say Dom organized the trip would be an understatement, she had a full spreadsheet of what we needed. I’m talking a color coordinated spreadsheet. She wanted to make sure we had everything we needed and we all felt like we had a part to play. I’m from the states and told Dom I wanted to make American pancakes for breakfast one morning. When we arrived at the camp I discovered she had brought a weighed and portioned out recipe for American pancakes for us to cook on the fire. To live in another country away from everything you know and love is scary, but when you find people that want to see you and experience part of where you come from is very special. This is what I mean when I say Dom makes you feel like you’re home.

Dom is one of those people who is gifted in the art of gathering. She knows how to bring people in her life together and create space for everyone to feel special and heard. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing, whether it’s a spontaneous splash in the tidal pool or an elaborate dinner, she has the special kind of light that when she shines it on you, you leave  feeling lighter. In a world that is so heavy and set in its own track, I feel so grateful to know her.”

Gorata Chengeta said:

Dom is one of the most intentional and sensitive friends I have. She makes lovely food, has a great dry sense of humour and is the most admirable cat parent, but this is just scratching the surface of who they are. It’s difficult to put our connection into words or describe the impact Dom’s had in my life. The words “affirming” and “caring” cannot give the full picture of what it’s like to have someone in your life who provides a safe space for your growth, connection and new depths of vulnerability. Knowing Dom has been transformative and taught me loads. I’ve learned that I can be safe enough to be my fullest self in a relationship. When I need to quieten my inner critic, I learn from how Dom treats me. Having become friends during some really painful years, it feels like we have really grown up together. In the face of some of the cruelest circumstances, Dom teaches me that joy must always be pursued. There are alpacas, seals and whales to be seen. There are sunsets and sunrises to chase. There are rock pools to be swum in. There is plenty of ice-cream to be enjoyed. And of course, there is poetry to be shared (both Andrea Gibson’s and our own).

Most admirably, Dom lives courageously. When I was younger, I might’ve thought courage was what was seen in movies: dramatic action-packed displays of risk . Through Dom, I know that courage is finding the will to create a beautiful life, to care for people and to act with integrity as instinct. Courage is to be, like Dom, insistent on adventure and feeling deeply, even amidst your fear and uncertainty.”

Dr Lynda said:

“I first met Dominique in 2017, [when] she had to take English 2 and English 3 simultaneously. Of course I was worried about this, but she assured me that she would manage the workload.   Dominique always came to class prepared, she enjoyed Chick Lit because it allowed her to express her opinions and to think through her ideas on feminism.  In 2019, I had the opportunity to see Dominique again when she presented a paper at Afems Conference at Wits Univeristy.  I will always remember Dominique for her enthusiasm, her zeal for life and her work ethic.”

We were innocent all along: #RUReferenceList & #Chapter212 6 years later

6 years ago, the lives of me and those of a lot of the people – strangers and kin alike – changed. When I think of everything that has happened since that day, what really stands out is how I can see myself for who I was, with the distance that a bit of age has provided. I see myself and all of us who were involved, as being so very young, something that I appreciate because these days, I enjoy the fruits of how I have matured. With that concept of youth, I also see my naivety, courage, desperation, agency and powerlessness. As I process these thoughts out loud, a most beloved friend helps me notice how my perceptions of/ thoughts on age resurface constantly in how I see and speak about the past and the present. It is striking. 

As I reflect on the past 6 years and beyond, a sentence floats in and out of my head. It is one I heard in a interview series I like watching: “She was innocent all along”. The speaker says these words to describe her mother, as she reflects on the difficulty of their relationship. It is a contemplation that seems, like much of mine, enabled by age. 

We were innocent all along. 

With Yolanda Dyantyi’s court cases being the most prominent of the repercussions of #RUReferenceList, I think about how she has been criminalized by Rhodes. And due to the intimacy I know a lot of us have with #RUReferenceList as an event, as she fought the university, I have often seen her as a representation of all of us. I have read a lot of the statements Rhodes has written about her and her case and thought about how strongly they ephasise criminality, their most recent conjuring being something about the need to protect society from “the reign of the law of the jungle” (???! Bathong !???). In their narrative, Yolanda, and by extension, all of us who were in solidarity in those fateful moments, are never innocent. 

To be innocent in the eyes of the university/any colonial institution – to be worthy of being spared of the kind of cruel retribution the expelled students faced – is not possible for us. It is not possible precisely because the roots of colonialism in that and many other institutions are strong and in such places, the definition of innocence is distorted for the sake of holding onto power. 

We – angry, hurting, black, queer, fallist, woman, non-binary, femme – could never have been innocent in a place like that. We stood against rape, which, as Prof. Pumla Gqola has outlined, is a founding element of colonial conquest and colonial order. But even outside of what we stood against, the presence of our bodies was always a stain against the backdrop of what institutions like universities were originally set out to be. That we were there had never meant that we were accepted. We knew or would come to know that our presence was merely tolerated. We were there because of concessions made, concessions of power forced through decades of resistance that eventually made it impossible to claim legitimacy in the political order without letting us in. 

#RUReferenceList is one of the most messy things I have ever witnessed. There are no easy answers to anything. And yet, today I reclaim our innocence as ours, as valid and as everpresent. 

When I say we were innocent , I mean it not in the sense that everything that happened was permissible and justified and unquestionable. Rather, I mean that, those of us who have been scrutinized for our actions, faced the weight of accusations of criminality and causing harm, had our lives upended radically or have been changed by witnessing all of this happen to those we care for, never deserved this. 

We are innocent in that we never deserved to have to grapple with the questions we’ve had to grapple with. To have to fight the things we fought against. To have had to fight for the things we fought for. To have lost sleep over any of this (losing sleep being maybe the most miniscule of what was lost).  

We never should have been violated. And then had to fight for our violations to be recognized as such. And then been dismissed and invalidated and retaliated against. All of that never should have happened. And within that, the people who drove much of this cruelty, those who in comparison had very little to lose, have not had their ‘innocence’ and their neutrality and their intent questioned enough. The press releases, disciplinary hearings and other manners of inquiry into our innocence/blameworthiness should have rather been turned inward by the custodians of the place we questioned. They should have been (and should still be) asked, until they answer and account, why what happened happened. They should bear the brunt of the heaviest questions and questioning that came out of #Chapter212 and #RUReferenceList.

We were innocent all along.  

Reading list: #Chapter212, #RUReferencelist and #RhodesWar

TW: Sexual violence and rape culture,

Background/History: Sexual Violence at Rhodes 

The Habitus of The Dominant: Addressing Rape and Sexual Assault At Rhodes University – Vivian de Klerk, Larissa Klazinga & Amy McNeill, 2007
Where leaders learn what, exactly? – Grace Moyo, 2015
– Gorata Chengeta, 2015

#FeesMustFall

Shutting Down the Rainbow Nation – Fees Must Fall: – Africa Is A Country 
#UCKAR11 
#UCKAR18 on Twitter
#WeAreAllLerato

#RhodesSoWhite

RhodesSoWhite: An Insight – Lihle Ngcobozi
Protesters condemn “apartheid-style” harassment of student activist – Carol Kagezi, 2016 

Sexual Violence=Silence Protest aka Silent Protest, #RUSilent

Rape is not a slogan on a T-shirt – Fiona Snyckers, 2012
#RUSilent  on Twitter

#Chapter 2.12

Chapter 2.12 Rhodes Facebook Page 
Chapter 2.12: the campaign against rape culture – Mishka Wazar, Activate, April 2016
#Chapter212 on Twitter

#RUReferenceList 

RUReferenceList Movement Facebook Page
#RUReferenceList on Twitter
Why I support the Rhodes rape list – Simamkele Dlakavu, City Press, April 2016
#RUReferenceList Edition– Oppidan Press student newspaper, May 2016
[Photo Gallery] – Oppidan Press, April 2016
General coverage – Oppidan Press, 2016 – present
#RUReferenceList: A violent response to a violent act – Pontsho Pilane, Mail and Guardian, April 2016
 ‘Campus rape plans favour perpetrators’ – Pontsho Pilane, Mail and Guardian, April 2016
Outlaw Speech: Contesting sexual coercion on campus – Lisa Vetten, Daily Maverick, April 2016
Rhodes has a rape problem: Why? – Daily Vox team, April 2016
#NakedProtest – IOL, April 2016
Violence, nakedness and the discourse of #RUReferenceList – Chelsea Haith, The Journalist, April 2016
5 arrested in Rhodes University anti-rape protest – News24, April 2016
Footage from #RUReferenceList Protests (Youtube Playlist) – Activate, April 2016
Disrupt – Activate & #Chapter212, May 2016
Welcome to The Zoo – Kopo Jake Nathane and cast, 2016
A response to Charlene Smith’s #RUReferenceList Facebook post – Fiona Snyckers, M&G ThoughtLeader, April 2016
Desperate times, desperate measures – Marianne Thamm, Daily Maverick, April 2016
#RUReferenceList Protests: A Word From The Therapist’s Office – Thandi Bombi, May 2016
The voices of the #RUReferenceList demonstrations – Adriana Georgiades, April 2016
‘We will not be Silenced’: Rape Culture, #RUReferencelist, and the University Currently Known as Rhodes – Deborah Seddon, Daily Maverick, June 2016
#FeesMustFall: The Threat of the Penis and the Gun in South Africa’s Revolutionary Spaces – Kagure Mugo, Okayafrica, June 2016
Disruption of Gender Based Violence Discussion – Chloe Osmond, Activate, August 2016
Ndakunik’ Amabele: African Women. Un/dressed – Wairimu Muriithi, Concerning Nuditude (pg 96 – 120), 2016
Khwezi: A Daily Remembrance – Wairimu Muriithi, This is Africa, 2016 
#RhodesWar on Twitter

Esther Ramani responds to “In conversation with Bettie, a ‘victorious’ rape survivor” – Esther Ramani, October 2017

Everything You Need to About the #RhodesWar Round Table – Busang Senne, Cosmopolitan, December 2017
[Video Playlist] #RhodesWar Press conference w/ Yolanda Dyantyi & SERI – December 2017
Rhodes War: Concerned Academics Speak Out –  Huffington post, December 2017
Rhodes Alumni: Expulsion Of Student Activists ‘Draconian’ – Huffington post, December 2017
Dangerous narratives: How Rhodes’ response to rape culture harms sexual assault victims – Zodwa Jane, HOLAA, December 2017
Rhodes criticised for expelling “rape culture” protesters – GroundUp, December 2017
#RhodesWar: Makunyiwe Macala (A redacted archive)- Redacted, The New Inquiry, February 2018
#RhodesWar: Women need to reclaim their bodies (Interview w/Yolanda Dyanty) – 
Historic Record Shows Universities Like Rhodes Failed Female Students – Sarita Ranchod, Huffington post, April 2018
#RUReferenceList And The Fight Against Rape Culture Still Wages On – Siya Nyulu, Daily Vox, April 2018
Graduating from varsity after #FeesMustFall is a bittersweet experience – Aphiwe Ngalo, Daily Maverick, April 2018
#RHODESWAR – Blog by Rosie Motene, April 2018
RU Reference List aftermath – Sinawo Dubayi, Ethel Nshakira & Beugene Green, May 2018
[Essay] Why has Rhodes University silenced student activism? – Mako Muzenda, June 2018
[Interview w/ PowerFM]Why Has Rhodes University silenced Student Activism – Mako Muzenda , June 2018
#RUReferenceList: The fear of repercussions still lingers – Gorata Chengeta, Mail & Guardian, July 2018
 South African women use social media to fight against violence – Al Jazeera, August 2018
Rhodes rages after suicide – Sarah Smit, Mail & Guardian, August 2018
Rape on Campus leads to a tragic death – 702 interview with Nomandla & Rhodes Communications Officer
Rhodes must stop treating rapists like victims   – Philip Machanick, Mail & Guardian, 13 August 2018
It starts with ‘games’ and ends as rape at Rhodes –  PAugust 2018
We need a multi-pronged approach in order to shift rape culture’  – Corinne Knowles, Rhodes University staff member, 
‘My future career has been taken away’ – anti-rape activist expelled from Rhodes 
She Protested Against Campus Rape Culture After Being Sexually Assaulted. Then Her School Banned Her For Life – Tamera Griffin, Buzzfeed News, May 2019
No Place For Survivors – Lillian Roberts, 2020
An Ode to the #RUReferenceList​ Movement  – Yolanda Dyantyi, words by Gorata Chengeta, April 2021 
Vutha! Raging conversations with African Feminist Solidarity – Mbali Mazibuko, African Feminist Solidarities, 2021
Foreword to African Feminist Solidarities – Yolanda Dyantyi, African Feminist Solidarities, 2021

#StandWithYolanda

Call For Solidarity – Yolanda Dyantyi, Graphics by Lilian Roberts, September 2020
[Instagram Live]
#StandWithYolanda on Twitter
#StandWIthYolanda on Facebook
Press Statement – SERI: Socio-Economic Rights Institute (representing Yolanda Dyantyi),
Rhodes University student fights against academic exclusion – Nomzamo Zondo of SERI,
Interview with Yolanda Dyantyi – Trending SA, September 2020
Student banned for life for ‘leading vigilante campaign’ against alleged rapists – Jordan King, September 2020
‘It’s very personal – I was two exams away from graduating’ – Amina Deka Asma and Modiegi Mashamaite, October 2020

#YolandaRhodesVictory 

Student feels vindicated after appeal court overturns lifetime ban by Rhodes University – Michelle Banda, Daily Maverick, March 2022
Victory for banned-for-life student Yolanda Dyantyi as SCA refers matter back to Rhodes University – Jeanette Chabalala, News 24, March 2022
{Requires subscription) ‘Mama, I have been expelled from Rhodes University’ – Bongekile Macupe, City Press, April 2022
Yolanda Dyantyi Elated After Winning Her Case Against Rhodes University – Palesa Manaleng, Eyewitness News, March 2022
Court overturns Yolanda Dyantyi misconduct findings – eNCA, April 2022
Her University Banned Her For Life – Seen Stories, June 2022

The #RUReferenceList legacy – Grocott’s Mail, June 2022

Yolanda’s Journey to Justice: Disrupting the Patriarchy (Dyantyi vs Rhodes University)– Yolanda Dyantyi, September 2022
The end of an era – #StandWithYolanda. Winning some, losing some – still grateful; heres to healing – Yolanda Dyantyi, September 2022

#IAmOneInThree

#iamoneinthree: A call to stand with #RUReferenceList against rape culture – Wits FMF Feminists Solidarity Statement, April 2016
#Iamoneinthree Protest

Related:

Open Letter to the Minister of Higher Education and Training – Silungisa iAcademy, March 2019
UCT Survivors 
#UCTSpeaksBack on Twitter
Kanga and Khwezi: Kwezilomso Mbandazayo challenges the memorialisation of Fezekile Ntsukela Kuzwayo – Kwezilomso Mbandazayo, Johannesburg Review of Books, January 2018 

Khwezi protest: We came as 4, but stood as 10 000 – Simamkele Dlakavu

Black Feminist Revolt and digital activism working to end rape culture in South Africa - Simamkele Dlakavu, BUWA! A Journal on African Women’s Experiences, 2016
Featured image: OkayAfrica

“Asinakuthula umhlaba ubolile…” – Nontsizi Mgqwetho

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it. – Zora Neale Hurston

 

On Submission: Reflections about my Master’s research & my mixed feelings about the academy

Much to my own surprise, the day after I submitted my Master’s research paper, I woke up with a lot to say. Here goes:

My research report is titled An exploration of Black women students’ sexual experiences. This is (I think) a very misleading title, based on what I thought my research was about 8 months ago (and what I came up with, while in a rush to hand in my proposal).

At the same time, it’s also hard to say what would have been a more fitting name, because my research paper is about a lot of things. My research paper is about the gravity of emotion in our intimate lives. About how “consent” doesn’t always fully capture what takes place in private. About how we experience complicated feelings sometimes. About things that aren’t black and white. It’s also about how we know things. About how sometimes we know something with our body and we can’t necessarily express it in words. About how that kind of knowledge is just as important as the knowledge we can express verbally.

My research paper is this academic thing where I talk about theories on sexual violence and sex and gender and and and. And just like the title doesn’t capture the essence of the paper, the paper doesn’t capture the essence of the interviews I did.

I interviewed 8 women about their life experiences. We talked about sex, sexual violence, being Black, girlhood, womanhood, confusing things, love, dating, insecurity, heartbreak, sexiness, the pressure to play netball, crushing, clubbing and other stuff like that. In every interview, there was a moment where I thought: “Woaah, you felt that way in childhood/high school/your first relationship? I felt the exact same way.”

I wished we could have more of these types of conversations. Maybe we’d feel less alone.

The interviews were rich in a way I’ll never be able to represent in an academic paper. On one hand, it’s a little frustrating that what I write about in the ‘Results’ section is just the tip of the iceberg. Frustrating because I like sharing knowledge. It’s what makes things like tutoring, lecturing, tweeting, blogging, journalism, etc meaningful for me.

On the other hand, I’m glad that there are things I will never be able to give to the academy. The academy doesn’t love us and it doesn’t deserve the life-saving knowledge we’re sharing. To be a Black person and a woman in the academy is to basically be in an exploitative relationship. It’s to be expected to give receipts for your brilliance all the time, translated and peppered with jargon, and then, when you ask to be treated like a person, issa no. You get painted as ungrateful, as disruptive, as a problem. You get painted with that same paint that washed away the stories of your ancestors.

A black woman in the academy is a fierce lil human library but somehow, it feels like we’re being done some kind of favour for being allowed in. The academy wants our amazing ideas but doesn’t want to acknowledge that it hurt to arrive at that knowledge. Our pain becomes an inconvenience. “Valid knowledge” is defined as that which is communicated through words and numbers in research papers; leaving no room for that which we express in our “first” languages, in tears or struggle songs. I digress… but basically, I’m just happy the academy doesn’t get to keep all our stuff. Not the time of #Fallism and #RhodesWar.

Degree-holder status is given a lot of value in our society. The impression is that those of us with degrees worked hard, that we’re smart and that our ideas have the potential to change the world. While all of this is technically true, it’s not only true for us. Having a degree is not a simple result of work + intelligence. It more likely means that you were lucky to:

  • survive a basic education system where the majority of the country’s youth were shortchanged
  • have had enough funding somehow to apply, pay an acceptance fee and register (whether paid for upfront or acquired through a bank/nsfas loan)
  • have had enough (financial & other) resources to manage any mental illness or physical disability you have (likely with great difficulty) long enough to complete your courses.

There are lots of people who cannot jump over these hurdles, at no fault of their own.

I struggle with the way a lot of people’s knowledge and labour are dismissed because of the value we place on tertiary education. I think of my aunt who was not afforded a high school education, despite her yearning for it. She is one of the best teachers of kindness and generosity I know (summa cum laude levels). The knowledge she’s given me is the backbone of any knowledge I’ve produced. And unlike the schooling system, she always taught me I was valuable – I never had to jump through hoops for her to recognize that. She takes sentience seriously and responds to it with live-giving sensitivity. Trust me when I say, your alma mater could never. The academy does not have that kind of r.a.n.g.e.

I fundamentally don’t believe in universities. Academic institutions have broken my heart into pieces (see: #RhodesWar). I tread anxiously in their big, concrete buildings:  trying not to get too attached. I still have heart though because of those who never reduced me to just my mind. I still have heart because in crevices of libraries, people who share this kind of sensitivity have left me lifelines. Focusing on my work on intersectional & feminist theory has been like a treasure hunt: the treasure being the solace of finding bits of yourself that were stolen before you could even blink. It doesn’t take away the pain of being dispossessed, but still.

I don’t know how much longer I will stick to academic pursuits, but for as long as I do, what will nourish me is the network of people who are using the academy to reclaim our stuff. Kunzima mara sisonke.

Let me end off with an excerpt from the Acknowledgements page of my research report:

My intentions with this research report are closely connected to the greater feminist, womanist, queer, blackity-black legacy of activism/life-giving that has brought me here. I am indebted to all the people who have struggled for my breath and who have ensured the survival of the knowledges that have saved my life. I give thanks to all of you: my ancestors, my grandmothers, the One in Nine campaigners, the Fallists, the reference-list-ers, the healers, the journalists, scientists, teachers, tweeters, etc; basically all the people who are my people, despite (constructed) time and distance separations.

With love,

Gorata

Chapter 2.12: the campaign against rape culture

By Mishka Wazar, for Activate, 13 April 2016

On 11th April 2016 an awareness campaign consisting of posters relating to rape culture was launched. The posters are meant to raise awareness of the policies regarding sexual assault and rape on campus, and the prevailing attitudes of management towards rape and sexual assault victims. Campus Protection Unit (CPU) removed the posters the morning after they were put up but the SRC succeeded in reposting them around the Library and Kaif area.

The statements on the posters are from Rhodes students, management and prosecutors. The SRC-endorsed posters form the first chapter in the Unashamed movement also currently occurring at Stellenbosch University. Stellenbosch began a poster campaign the previous night but the posters were removed and no other university appears to be taking part in the movement so far.

Members of the movement state that management is accountable for perpetuating rape culture at Rhodes, and these discriminatory and victim-shaming policies must change. Dr Mabizela, along with the Director of the Library Ujala Satgoor, spent the morning discussing the posters and the movement and had a largely positive reaction to the movement itself. The quotes by Rhodes management will also be investigated.

Dr Colleen Vassiliou stated that the Director of Student Affairs office is offering support and advocating for this work. There will also be a warden’s discussion to discuss these policies. Rhodes University management has also had various meetings with student bodies to discuss this.

The reactions of the student body to the posters have ranged from curious to outraged and an impact has been made on social media with the hashtag #Chapter212. Quotes like “management is more offended by our posters violating the rules than rapists violating our bodies” and “We’re tired of people only paying lip service to rape culture while perpetuating it” were among some of the responses given by those present.

 #Chapter212 which refers to the South African Constitution chapter regarding safety and dignity of the student body.

Freedom and security of the person

12. (1) Everyone has the right to freedom and security of the person, which includes the right—

(a) not to be deprived of freedom arbitrarily or without just cause;
(b) not to be detained without trial;
(c) to be free from all forms of violence from either public or private sources;
(d) not to be tortured in any way;
and (e) not to be treated or punished in a cruel, inhuman or degrading way.

(2) Everyone has the right to bodily and psychological integrity, which includes the right—
(a) to make decisions concerning reproduction;
(b) to security in and control over their body; and
(c) not to be subjected to medical or scientific experiments without their informed consent.