R
Ronley
When I was visiting South Africa a few years ago there appeared in the local press an article about drugs and dealers etc. - This letter that I wrote to the newspaper says it all:
14 July 1993
Dear Mr Jowel.
I am an ex South African presently on a short visit to S.A. As I have been out of the country for over six years, I had no idea where I would be able to score dagga from. My friends who helped me when I used to stay here had left. The situation was very dry and most depressing.
Imagine my delight when on July the 6, 1993 the front page of the Tribune provided me with all the details. I would like to personally thank you for your most informative article. You provided me with an address, price list, shopping list and a description of whom I could approach.
Armed with all these details I headed off to Rocky Street this afternoon. Exactly where you stated, stood a truly friendly Rastafarian. This Rastafarian, now joyfully provides all us depressed and dried out individuals with a most necessary service. The networks of Yeoville dealers are reaping the fanatical rewards of their new found publicity. Yes, our Rastafarian did ask me what my preferences were; the price was indeed R40 for the Swazi seedless. You did not however mention the importance of bargaining, Swazi seedless can in fact be bought for R30 plus the R5 necessary as a payment for our Rastafarians efforts, as he too needed to make a profit for bringing me to the main dealer.
The goods were of superior quality, and I am sure the best in the country if not the western world. Many thanks to you for providing your readers with such accurate and worthwhile news and information this week and every week.
I would dearly like to continue with a correspondence, but as it is not expedient to do so, I shall refrain from giving my full name.
Thanking you most sincerely
From a Stoned and grateful reader.
14 July 1993
Dear Mr Jowel.
I am an ex South African presently on a short visit to S.A. As I have been out of the country for over six years, I had no idea where I would be able to score dagga from. My friends who helped me when I used to stay here had left. The situation was very dry and most depressing.
Imagine my delight when on July the 6, 1993 the front page of the Tribune provided me with all the details. I would like to personally thank you for your most informative article. You provided me with an address, price list, shopping list and a description of whom I could approach.
Armed with all these details I headed off to Rocky Street this afternoon. Exactly where you stated, stood a truly friendly Rastafarian. This Rastafarian, now joyfully provides all us depressed and dried out individuals with a most necessary service. The networks of Yeoville dealers are reaping the fanatical rewards of their new found publicity. Yes, our Rastafarian did ask me what my preferences were; the price was indeed R40 for the Swazi seedless. You did not however mention the importance of bargaining, Swazi seedless can in fact be bought for R30 plus the R5 necessary as a payment for our Rastafarians efforts, as he too needed to make a profit for bringing me to the main dealer.
The goods were of superior quality, and I am sure the best in the country if not the western world. Many thanks to you for providing your readers with such accurate and worthwhile news and information this week and every week.
I would dearly like to continue with a correspondence, but as it is not expedient to do so, I shall refrain from giving my full name.
Thanking you most sincerely
From a Stoned and grateful reader.