In
one of rare occasions, I was able to watch a staged adaptation of Zukiswa
Wanner’s London Cape Town Jorbug in
late summer early 2015. I acknowledge Karabelo, a colleague in the department
of Trauma, Forgiveness and Reconciliation, who heard my cry and came to my
rescue. For quite a number of months after having been in the University of
Free State for over six months, I had been complaining that I had not been into
a theatre to watch a play except to attend seminars/presentations. Thanks to my
colleague who took me to watch the adaptation of London Cape Town Jorbug just before I left for Kenya. It was a
great farewell gift. Now that I have read the story I can say so with
conviction. The director did a good job and the cast did wonderfully well.
However,
nothing beats a good story as reading the story in its original print version
and seeing the events come to life by themselves at the back of your mind. I have
ended up reconstructing the script afresh and staging the story in my mind as I
read along. Needless to say I found myself mouthing certain swear words with a
Brrrr accent. It has been worthwhile to indulge some migrant literature at a
time when scholars are still engaging lively debate on the same. If you have
your sights and interest on literature about migrations, race, mixed marriages
and a coming-of-age relationship, then here is an ambitious story that embarks
on packaging all and more in one text.
“Zuko
Spencer-O'Malley is dead.” This is the narrative hook that opens the novel. I
immediately became suspicious of the name and chose to read into the text’s
undertones of a character whose blood is laced with mixed race. I did not have
to read far to discover that the father of the untimely dead teenager is one
Martin O’Malley (black) married to Germaine Spencer (white). The love story
between the two of them is of a romantic nature, one that begins with a light
touch when Germaine is dared by her female confidante, Priya, to obtain the
phone number of a stranger in a London bar. Martin is a black South African and
an Investment Banker in the City while Germaine is English and a lecturer at
the Surrey Institute of Art & Design and a ceramicist. Theirs is a love
story of a rollercoaster nature characterised by breath-taking moments and scuttling
to either an exhilarating end or a tragic one.
The
seed of their love is sowed in London, it bears its roots and sprouts there but
eventually it blossoms and solidifies when they settle first in Cape Town and
eventually in Johannesburg. The triangular nature of the physical locales of
habitation epitomises the different experiences, challenges and achievements in
their lives. In my wildest of dreams I did not imagine that such a catastrophe
as the one that befalls the protagonist couple would happen but at the backdrop
of the socio-political and economic tragedies befalling many migrants this might
not even be near the magnitude of suffering that most people in such a
situation find themselves in. At least the scenario in the South African nation
is already tragic enough as it is!
Thus,
the tripartite structure of the text best captures three historic moments in
the lives of the protagonist couple as well as that of the South African
nation. London (1994-1998) is a momentous time as South Africa transitions from
an apartheid country to a free one in a historic democratic election. Nelson
Mandela takes over the helm of the nation and Martin O’Malley and Germaine
Spencer fall into in a biracial relationship that takes them by storm
literally. The writer then provides an intricate narrative that weaves the
biographical stories of the protagonist couple together by bringing on board
their family members and close friends. It is here that the protagonist couple
marry, beget Zuko Spencer-O’Malley, we learn of O’Malley’s previous
relationship with Soraya and his connection to Sufyian, Spencer’s closeness
with Priya and her complex lover Anil amongst other happenings.
In
the second part, Cape Town (1998-2008), we experience the physical dislocation
of the couple as they transition from London to Cape Town. The political mood in
South Africa is also such that the presidency has changed and some political
undertones of dissent abound. At the same time, the social, economic and
political affairs are also in a transitory mood. As a few citizens appear to
excel, the majority are left wallowing in the miasma of destitution even as
they grapple with memories of historical injustices that had been meted out to
them by the apartheid regime. For instance, Germaine realises that there are
deep seated problems that cannot be resolved through hand-outs. The general
mood that pervades the text is palpable. However, both O’Malley and Spencer
seem to thrive and blend in well including Zuko who appears to have established
his identity through his promising swimming pastime.
Zukiswa Wanner: Author |
It
is in Joburg (2008-2011) that the thrill and excitement in the text peaks and
ultimately comes crushing down. Zuko has in the closing pages of the second
part attained a voice through journal entries. All along we have been listening
to the narrative voices of O’Malley and Germaine alternate with each other but
now we have to reckon with the subtle innocent voice of their son. It is an artistic
move with a far reaching effect since Zuko’s death, voiced in his journal
entries, will finally tear the hearts of his parents as well as those of the
reader apart. O’Malley’s marriage to Germaine is too good to be true: the ideal
investment banker husband and the iconic artistic wife who discovers her
independence in art as a way of self-expression. However, the staining of the
perfect protagonist couple’s relationship with the death of their only son Zuko
comes across as too harsh. The crumbling of their economic investment is
understandable but the sexual assault of their son by his closest uncle Liam
and his subsequent suicide is extremely hurtful and abominable.
London Cape Town Jorbug
is a tragic story short of catharsis. The economic misfortunes of O’Malley
through the conning by his estranged father blends in well since it preys on O’Malley’s
weakness for unreasonably trusting a man that his mother and wife had earnestly
warned him against. On the contrary, the ugly death of Zuko Spencer-O’Malley is
devastatingly unjustified. Even when I watched the staged version I still felt short-changed
as much as I tried to console myself that this is fiction and I should distance
myself from emotional indulgence. It is a rich novel with revelations of racial
experiences especially for mixed race relationships. But more importantly, it
is a text with daunting information concerning scars of apartheid trauma, anti-racism
racism, xenophobia and how relationships are tempered with by different experiences
and occurrences. The writer does not have to write a happily-ever-after-story
but in this case Wanner could have made an exception. Don’t you agree?