“The sexual assault of detainees, whether committed by corrections staff or by inmates, is a crime and is recognised internationally as a form of torture.” – Just Detention International
A Short History of a Long Legacy – Why is PLAYBOY in South Africa? Why is it anywhere?
The electric guitar rules the world. Here are half a dozen artists who demonstrate why.
Like Icarus, the brave and foolish bird-boy of Greek mythology, Dean Potter lived to fly. He set the world record for height, distance and duration in a wingsuit, a nylon outfit that allows BASE jumpers to soar like flying squirrels over great distances and to land by deploying a parachute. And on 16 May, he died.
At the age of 65 most men would prefer to take it easy. Not Hans Wiesman. He likes to hunt for World War II warplanes.
Imagine being transported to another dimension – one with an infinite amount of knowledge and possibilities, illustrated in an infinate array of colours, patterns, sounds and wavelengths, instantly understood in every possible way.
The word “ethereal” is not a word you often hear mentioned among dirt-caked, dusty-lipped bike riders halfway through an adventure in the middle of Lesotho.
Grigori Perelman is one of the greatest mathematicians of our time, a Russian genius who solved the Poincaré conjecture, which plagued the brightest minds for a century. At the height of his fame, he refused a million-dollar award for his work. Then he disappeared. Our writer hunts him down on the streets of St. Petersburg.
Female rappers come and go like the fashion they sport. There’s no denying their commercial success, but why is it that so few seem to have staying power?
Shattering 100 years of solitude – It has been one hundred years of stone, cold silence in Antarctica since Scott and Amundsen raced each other to the South Pole.
It’s not hard to get laid when everyone is getting laid. Did Jimi Hendrix have copious amounts of sex after his LSD-fuelled rendition of the American National Anthem at Woodstock? Did Bon Jovi get more than “halfway there” after he did, well, anything? Probably.
On 16 August 1938, some 24 kilometres from Greenwood, Mississippi, the devil collected a debt, one man’s soul. At a country dance, known in those days as a juke-joint, the indebted man clutched his chest, collapsed and after three days of violent convulsions, died.