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Stellenbosch to bid for Wikimania 2012!
Hi Piet!

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Marais
Beefart (die skollie boy wat op die railway werk) says: Dankie ou bees. I do not know how that typographic error crept in. Bill Gates has a lot to answer for. Nobody spotted it until you did. Sterkte, or, in the lingo of the Land Down Under (waar ek nou woon), goodonyer.... Captainbeefart 15:30, 2 May 2007 (UTC)


 * Baie dankie. I mostly content myself with 'dwergiewerk' in the few things I am interested in. Marais is one of those. 11:49, 3 May 2007 (UTC)

Leipoldt
Beefart asks, full of hope: "Do you have a reference for the work of Harvey? I have looked everywhere without success"...

Done! pietopper (talk) 15:37, 12 October 2010 (UTC)

Beefart says: Excellent! Well done! Now: where can I obtain a copy :)?....
 * Hmmm....yes, well, I have a copy. I bought it in 1972 for R1.80. The exchange rate was $1.40 to R1, down from $1.60 to R1 in the Sixties. Those were the days. South Africa had a miracle economy, with a growth rate or 9%. There were 3 hardcover editions published, all (apparently) financed by Rembrandt Tobacco Corp. My copy was actually printed by The Gothic Printing Company in Cape Town. I don't think they exist any more. My brother has a vast collection of Afrikaans books, he may have a spare copy. "Gustav Opperman" -- gustavopperman@gmail.com. Tell him Piet sent you. If you are looking for a translation of a specific poem, let me know and I will copy it from the book for you. The translations are by various authors by the way, some of them even by the poets themselves. pietopper (talk) 17:07, 13 October 2010 (UTC)

Beefart says: Blikskottel! I didn't really think I'd have much luck. It would be a miracle to find a copy on the market today. Although a Rooinek (only 1/4 Boer, van die van Sitterts van Ceres), I love the poems of the older Afrikaners and would like to see their monumental works translated to a wider audience. I produced the translation of Marais' "Winternag" that is on Wikipedia. I also translated "Die Wereld is ons woning nie" (Totius) but this was deleted in an instant by the Usanians, using the excuse that it was "too long". (translation: "It did not come from Texas and so we don't give a shit about it"). My user name is Captainbeefart. I was born in Cape Town in 1947. I live in Tasmania.
 * Miracles do happen, see here: http://www.amazon.com/Afrikaans-Poems-English-Translations-Harvey/dp/B001GXILOW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1287074068&sr=8-1 I was also born in 1947, in Aliwal North, although SA Home Affairs allege Qumbu (because that is where my dad registered my birth.) I live in Florida, USA, on the Gulf Coast. pietopper (talk) 16:38, 14 October 2010 (UTC)
 * This is Guy Butler's translation of "Winternag":
 * Winter's Night
 * O Cold is the slight wind
 * and sere.
 * And gleaming in the dim light
 * and bare,
 * as vast and the mercy of God,
 * lie the plains in starlight and shade.
 * And high on the ridges,
 * among the burnt patches,
 * the seed grass is stirring
 * like beckoning fingers.
 * O tune grief-laden
 * on the east wind's pulse
 * like the song of a maiden
 * whose lover proves false.
 * In each grass blade's fold
 * a dew drop gleams bold,
 * but quickly it bleaches
 * to frost in the cold!
 * to frost in the cold!

Everybody struggles with the rhythm when they translate. pietopper (talk) 19:30, 14 October 2010 (UTC)

Beefart says: Much thanks for that. I have ordered a copy. I like Butler's translation. In my view the main choice a translator of poetry has to make is whether to keep rhyme. This can have a price in terms of exactitude. I prefer to keep rhyme intact. Without it the "feel" of the original is lost, in my opinion. Captainbeefart (talk) 03:11, 20 October 2010 (UTC)

Beefart says. P.S. It is hard to find a match for "genade" and "skade" in English :) Here is my translation of a poem by Totius (Die wereld is ons woning nie). It was deleted from Wikipedia because it was "too long". Feel free to delete it too, if it is too long :)

THE WORLD IS NOT OUR DWELLING PLACE The world is not our dwelling place I see this in the sun that flees and see it in the heron that, mistrustfully, the same sun sees on one leg from the reedy dale and once the final rays are gone a chill spills from this queachy lea a frigid thrill runs right through me  I see it then in everything that dusk throws round me in a ring the world is not our dwelling place The world is not our dwelling place I see it when the moon blood red rising from its field-dust bed still (only just) the church-roof pares from where an owl, abstrusely dumb, sits and at that crescent stares. As it grows quiet down the way I recollect how, late today, the mourners of the afternoon emerged where owl now meets the moon I mark it then in everything while even tightens in a ring the world is not our dwelling place The world is not our dwelling place I feel it when the winds awake and oaken branches clash and break I hear it in the fluttering of little birds whose wings are thrown against the branches smashed and blown and find on coming closer yet by moonbeam's vacillating light a nest of fledglings overset hurled down by tempest, shattered, dead and feel it then in everything as nighttime closes in a ring the world is not our dwelling place Captainbeefart (talk) 03:29, 20 October 2010 (UTC)

Farell
I've no idea if this is the correct way to answer you. I'm having trouble figuring WIKI out. If you do get this please let me know.

Thanks for your response, I was pretty certain it would be removed. It wasn't posted for my own aggrandizement; I love the Afrikaans language, particularly the poetry, and wanted people to get a little better feel for the bittersweet directness of it's poetry. So I wrote that translation the same evening I put it on wiki; too quickly. Also there is a pretty significant mistake in the Marchant translation which seems to be generated in other translations, misinterpretation of "skade". Marchant mistook skade (damage) for skadu (shadows) and substituted "gloomy" which would have been "somber" in Afrikaans anyway. "Gloomy" or even "shadow" makes no sense at all, we have just talked about "bare and bright" and "starlight" etc. And "damage" leads us to the veld fires; a common occurrence. I don't know if you read my latest significant revision as of this AM (sorry, it's true):

O cold is the slight wind,

and keen.

Bare and bright in dim light

is seen,

as vast as the graces of God,

the veld's starlit and fire-scarred sod.

To the high edge of the lands,

spread over burned sands,

new seed-grass is stirring

like beckoning hands.

O mournful the tune

of the east-wind refrain,

like the song of a girl

who loved but in vain.

One drop of dew glistens

on each grass-blade's fold

and fast does it whiten

to frost in the cold!

I have also translated some of Koos du Plessis songs in rhythm, rhyme and metre for my own satisfaction and my non-Afrikaans speaking American wife and children. Koos du Plessis' songs are poetry set to music.

Born Pretoria 1945, lived in North America since 1965.

==I'm so excited= Salutations to Pietopper and Farell. We have a discussion of Afrikaans poetry on Wikipedia! About time! Afrikaans evolved rapidly in its early years. I was introduced to Wintersnag by teachers in the 1960s who had been born in the 1920s or earlier. They pointed out that the constructions used by Marias may have been archaeic. For example he may have used "skade" to mean "skadu" (shadows) and, in the view of one noted authortity of the sixties, he certainly meant "brande" to mean waves (branders) and not fires..... I am paralyzed by being net 'n ou rooinek... Well-meaning dabblers end up trying to translate Marais. Upon reflection, I boggle at my own audacity. But Eugene is gone and so, if we mere mortals won't take up the challenge, who will? Marchant = Beefart. Sterkte.

Well met
Good thing then, that we were so restrained our criticism of the translation. As they say, "Always speak softly and sweetly, in case you have to eat your words." Regarding the "skadu" vs "skade" controversy, my own belief is that Marais introduced the play on words deliberately, in order to convey darkness and damage. I do not buy the "branders" (in any case, that means breakers, not waves) thing at all. It coveys nothing in the context of the poem; the Boer nation did not care much for the sea (or the coast) and Marais himself did not either; his only exposure to the ocean would have been his journey to England and the subsequent ill-fated return when he spent a long time in a fever-induced (perhaps also drug-induced?) coma on the Mozambique coast -- where breakers are non-existent for the most part. Responding (belatedly) to something you raised in your earlier post, I believe that the translator's most important task is first, to maintain a rhythm (it does not have to be the same rhythm) and secondly the rhyme -- provided that the intent of the content is not compromised. Once again, the content does not have to be the same, but the intent must be maintained.

Once again, well met. pietopper (talk) 19:48, 31 January 2011 (UTC)

Is my face red
Ag, man, Beefart!

I don't know why, but I just assumed that because Marais was long dead, that the Marchant who translated the poem was also long dead. Otherwise I would never have had the cheek to put my alternative translation under yours.

And then, after I find the rumour of your death is greatly exaggerated, it gets worse; the page I did it on was one you constructed!

Re the discussion, I think Marais really meant skade (damage) and brande (fires) exactly as written. The jarring dichotomy between "bright and bare" and "starlight" on one side, and the sudden bombshell drop of "skade" on the other, makes the reader sit up and say; "Wow, something is happening here!" It's the crack in the narrative. And although if the poem is read as simply a narrative about a winter night on the veldt it would be the result of a veldt fire, I think the deeper meaning is the Scorched Earth policy of the Khakis. I have accordingly changed my "and on the burned sands" to "and through the scorched sands" to bring the Khaki's policy a little more clearly. The meaning of skade as damage also leads us into the second part of verse with the word brande as burnt, otherwise the second part does not really follow the first. Marais may well have wanted the reader to infer skadu from skade as well, Isaac Rosenberg uses this technique superbly in the last line of "Break of Day in the Trenches".

By far my favorite poem in ANY language is Marais' "Skoppensboer". It transcends all cultures and all times. I have translated it literally for my North American Children (34 year old artist and 36 year old writer), but have not yet sat down to try to put in rhyme and rhythm. I really relate to the metaphor, because I spent my time in UCT not going to class, but sitting in the Students Union playing a card game called klabberjass where the Jack was trump.

The last verse is brilliant, and that aspect of the human psyche has always puzzled me. We know from a very early age that we are going to die. I'm now 66 and I now know I'm not only going to die for sure, but I'm surely in the departure lounge and much much closer to the end than the middle, never mind the beginning. But I, like every-one else, simply puts that out of my mind. How do we do it? My literal translation is below, what do you think? Do you know of any English translations?

Jack of Spades

A drop of gall is in the sweetest wine,

a tear on every happy note.

in every laugh a sigh of pain,

in every rose a dull petal.

The one that through the night

spies on our fun,

and laughs last,

is Jack of Spades

Sure and certain is the word:

the treasures which we gather up,

despite the strongest lock and cord

are just for moths and rust preserved

Just herders us

of dust and fluff

to pass over

to Jack of Spades.

The wonderfulness of flesh and blood;

the hair which catches the sunlight

and returns it in a golden glow;

the break of day on each soft cheek

and eyes full of beauty of the stars

are helpless against his greater power.

Already begins the wrinkle to cut;

Over all stands the worm in wait

And dust and ash are all that remain:

Because black and sad

the highest trump

over all that moves

is Jack of Spades

L’Envoi

Sure all is just a joke!

We play in the comedy together

Blindfolded with a shroud

Which itself gives shadow from the sun.

What do we mourn therefore?

Violin and flute still make sound:

And the night ahead is still long.

Even if we can never reach fulfillment,

Still shines the eye and glows the skin

Which makes the whole winter a time of flowers

Thus unlearning

we laugh nevertheless together

with each turn

of Jack of Spades

Persevering (talk)Farrell Jan 31 2011 4:27 central US time

Speaking for myself, I think Robert Zimmerman did a great job of translating (and slightly elaborating) "Skoppensboer," as follows:

"Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts"

The festival was over and the boys were all planning for a fall

The cabaret was quiet except for the drilling in the wall

The curfew had been lifted and the gambling wheel shut down

Anyone with any sense had already left town

He was standing in the doorway looking like the Jack of Hearts.

He moved across the mirrored room "Set it up for everyone" he said

Then everyone commenced to do what they were doin' before he turned their heads

Then he walked up to a stranger and he asked him with a grin

"Could you kindly tell me friend what time the show begins ?"

Then he moved into the corner face down like the Jack of Hearts.

Backstage the girls were playing five card stud by the stairs

Lily had two queens she was hoping for a third to match her pair

Outside the streets were filling up, the window was open wide

A gentle breeze was blowing, you could feel it from inside

Lily called another bet and drew up the Jack of Hearts.

Big Jim was no one's fool, he owned the town's only diamond mine

He made his usual entrance looking so dandy and so fine

With his bodyguards and silver cane and every hair in place

He took whatever he wanted to and he laid it all to waste

But his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts.

Rosemary combed her hair and took a carriage into town

She slipped in through the side door looking like a queen without a crown

She fluttered her false eyelashes and whispered in his ear

"Sorry darling, that I'm late", but he didn't seem to hear

He was starring into space over at the Jack of Hearts.

"I know I've seen that face somewhere" Big Jim was thinking to himself

"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebodys shelf"

But then the crowd began to stamp their feet and the house lights did dim

And in the darkness of the room there was only Jim and him

Starring at the butterfly who just drew the Jack of Hearts.

Lily was a princess she was fair-skinned and precious as a child

She did whatever she had to do she had that certain flash every time she smiled

She'd come away from a broken home had lots of strange affairs

With men in every walk of life which took her everywhere

But she's never met anyone quite like the Jack of Hearts.

The hanging judge came in unnoticed and was being wined and dined

The drilling in the wall kept up but no one seemed to pay it any mind

It was known all around that Lily had Jim's ring

And nothing would ever come between Lily and the king

No nothing ever would except maybe the Jack of Hearts.

Rosemary started drinking hard and seeing her reflection in the knife

She was tired of the attention tired of playing the role of Big Jim's wife

She had done a lot of bad things even once tried suicide

Was looking to do just one good deed before she died

She was gazing to the future riding on the Jack of Hearts.

Lily took her dress off and buried it away

"Has your luck turn out" she laughed at him'.

"Well I guess you must have known it would someday

Be careful not to touch the wall there's a brand new coat of paint

I'm glad to see you're still alive you're looking like a saint"

Down the hallway footsteps were coming for the Jack of Hearts.

The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair

"There's something funny going on" he said " I can just feel it in the air"

He went to get the hanging judge but the hanging judge was drunk

As the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk

There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts.

MISSING VERSE

Lily's arms were locked around the man that she dearly loved to touch,

She forgot all about the man she couldn't stand who hounded her so much.

"I've missed you so," she said to him, and he felt she was sincere,

But just beyond the door he felt jealousy and fear.

Just another night in the life of the Jack of Hearts.

END OF MISSING VERSE

No one knew the circumstance, but they say it happened pretty quick

The door to the dressing room burst open a cold revolver clicked

And big Jim was standing there ya couldn't say surprised

Rosemary right beside him steady in her eyes

She was with big Jim but she was leaning to the Jack of Hearts.

Two doors down the boys finally made it through the wall

And cleaned out the bank safe it's said that they got off with quite a haul

In the darkness by the riverbed they waited on the ground

For one more member who had business back in town

But they couldn't go no further without the Jack of Hearts.

The next day was hanging day the sky was overcast and black

Big Jim lay covered up killed by a penknife in the back

And Rosemary on the gallows she didn't even blink

The hanging judge was sober he hadn't had a drink

The only person on the scene missing was the Jack of Hearts.

The cabaret was empty now a sign said. "Closed for repair"

Lily had already taken all of the dye out of her hair

She was thinking about her father who she was rarely saw

Thinking about Rosemary and thinking about the law

But most of all she was thinking about the Jack of Hearts.

I especially like "the leading actor hurried by in the costume of a monk -- There was no actor anywhere better than the Jack of Hearts!"

However, for impact, I still prefer the Marais version.

Beefart says: Good work- and important work- is suddenly being done on all sides here. Let a thousand flowers bloom. Do not make the mistake of assuming that, because we are held by the self-appointed status quo to be dabblers in art, our insights are trivial. We dwergies have voices too. Your opinions have opened up my mind. That may mean nothing, since what remains of my mind has been almost perpetually pissed since 1965 :)..... But I shall reflect and answer in due course. pietopper


 * Beefart, not long afterwards, upon reflection, says: The teachers who gave me the benefit of their opinions forty years ago were wrong. I was wrong. Farrell and Pietopper are closer to the truth. The poem has indeed to be seen in the context of the Boer War and the scorched earth policy of the British, who were burning the dry crops of the Boers in late summer, immediately prior to harvest. My translation will have to be rewritten. Farrell and others have produced great insights. Anybody interested in a joint effort to produce a definitive version- a meeting of minds?
 * I like that, and I do believe Farrell will too, if he ever figures out how to track conversations on Wikipedia ;-)


 * I have also, on several occasions started (and then abandoned) a translation of "Raka," NP van Wyk Louw's epic poem. This is another important piece of work that has been widely misunderstood (and reviled) The common and trivial interpretation is that it depicts a struggle between whit (civilization) and black (barbarism.) Indeed the Apartheid government encouraged this interpretation and used the poem as a propaganda tool on every possible occasion, much to the poet's disgust.


 * My own belief is that the poem refers to the daily struggle within all of us, the struggle between logic and emotion, between passion and pragmatism. Especially the first and last lines tells me that I am on the right track. Women know how to value emotion, which is why they notice Raka first. Also, as we know, emotion always wins out over logic, which is why Raka defeats Koki, and will never be denied again "the narrow gate that nevermore will be closed" pietopper (talk) 12:14, 3 February 2011 (UTC)

beware the missing verse
I have inserted above in "Lily, Rosemary And The Jack Of Hearts", the crucial missing verse only sung on special occasions, when Zimmerman and friends really, really, wanted the song to be understood. It of course clarifies the whole song, and everything just falls into place, no? If I ever found myself fully understanding Zimmerman at all times, I would be frightened I had crossed some line into a dimension from which I was not going to be able to get back.

I still can't figure out WIKI. I can't tell if you wrote about Beefart above, or if Beefart is talking about himself in the third person. Not that I find that strange, it's something I tend to do myself, although I generally use the third person plural.

--Persevering (talk) 01:27, 4 February 2011 (UTC)

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Roger Fenton
My change was neither unwarranted nor incorrect. You clearly feel very strongly about the subject and therefore have not provided a balanced or neutral viewpoint, you have clearly gone out of your way to change one word to give the event more weight.

In fact I agree with you, the wording is odd and neither "ambushed" nor "massacred" is used on either the page of the poem or the historical event. However, not everyone is a student of history, it is clearly very much in dispute and the definition of "massacred" that you have provided does not adequately describe the event. The onus is not on me to find more appropriate wording, if you would like to change the wording, I suggest you change the whole sentence to something neutral that merely references the site and poem. — Preceding unsigned comment added by Chustuck (talk • contribs) 20:14, 14 June 2013 (UTC)

I always wanted to meet the person who dishes out onus's. Well met. Just for the sake of curiosity: what exactly is this great "dispute" regarding the events of the charge of the Light Brigade? I always thought it was a pretty straightforward thing, extensively analysed and recorded. pietopper (talk) 21:29, 14 June 2013 (UTC)

Thanks for that minor fix
Thanks for fixing that broken link, Pietopper.

I don't know if you're knowledgable on the subject - but the Lamarr page contains numerous attributions to websites that all derive their information from the same basic error regarding Spread Spectrum. I'm too connected to this issue (emotionally) to make these changes now; but the entire issue is based on original research never published by a reliable source. The EFF award (while nice) wasn't academically tested and the Lamarr couldn't (apparently) understand the most basic concepts behind the invention. Other technology also attributed to this patent was developed quite separately and without any reference to that patent so to say that Lamarr/Antheil invented WiFI, CMDA or any of that is glossing over history with a comfortable myth.Smidoid (talk) 21:25, 23 November 2013 (UTC)
 * Yes, I noticed that you are quite passionate about the subject. I don't have a dog in that fight -- I mostly go around fixing broken things and removing dead links. pietopper (talk) 21:32, 23 November 2013 (UTC)


 * I'm passionate about the truth (and I got into this particular spat because I was accused of being a liar). ;-) It's pretty difficult to fix Wikipedia when the general public (to which most editors belong) all tend to follow the shortest path. (Marc) Smidoid (talk) 14:45, 26 November 2013 (UTC)


 * Agreed. The problem with "truth" is that it relies on facts. Wikipedia (by definition) relies on references. Sometimes the facts match the references. Sometimes they sort of match. Sometimes they don't. Now this becomes very murky when you are dealing with history, and especially with judging or evaluating people. Take Ghandi. Most people would be appalled if you described him as a racist. Yet, the facts (his own written words) support that -- by today's standards, by today's interpretation of his words and the associated facts.

It seems to me that she was to some extent involved in this invention (if there was such, another question). How much? Who knows. Maybe the inventor was her lover, and she supported him. Maybe she had some trivial insight, or made some comment, that created an "aha" moment.pietopper (talk) 15:16, 26 November 2013 (UTC)

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