<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959</id><updated>2011-11-28T02:05:47.820+02:00</updated><category term='mobile'/><category term='ghost stories'/><category term='apocryphal tale'/><category term='education'/><category term='technology'/><category term='hitchhiker'/><category term='Cape Town'/><category term='Ngonyama'/><category term='cleaner'/><category term='urban legends'/><category term='books'/><category term='1994'/><category term='Icasa'/><category term='elections'/><category term='supernatural'/><category term='welfare letter'/><category term='homeless'/><category term='cookie recipe'/><category term='cookie'/><category term='miners'/><category term='urban legend'/><category term='library'/><category term='ANC'/><category term='Department of Home Affairs'/><category term='haunted'/><category term='roads'/><category term='pelonomi'/><category term='cellphones'/><category term='mass hysteria'/><category term='goldstuck'/><category term='crime'/><category term='headlight gang'/><category term='haunting'/><category term='hoax'/><category term='Hospital Bend'/><category term='World Cup 2010'/><category term='World Cup 2006'/><category term='MTN'/><category term='vanishing'/><category term='polishes off'/><category term='legends politics political'/><category term='collapse'/><category term='do-it-yourself'/><category term='patient'/><category term='Vodacom'/><category term='Homeless Talk'/><category term='dish'/><category term='South Africa'/><category term='candidates'/><category term='elections voters'/><category term='apacryphal tale'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='abduction'/><category term='2010'/><category term='World Cup'/><category term='legends'/><category term='little old lady'/><category term='ghost'/><category term='spirits'/><category term='hi-tech'/><category term='libraries'/><category term='modern myths'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='building'/><category term='Buthelezi'/><category term='cellular phones'/><category term='recipe'/><category term='hijacking'/><category term='urban myth'/><category term='panic'/><category term='Eskom'/><category term='welfare'/><category term='prostitution'/><category term='2006'/><category term='Koeberg Interchange'/><category term='buildings'/><category term='traffic'/><category term='skyscrapers'/><category term='rumour'/><category term='weight'/><category term='satellite dish'/><category term='hospital'/><title type='text'>Legends from a small country</title><subtitle type='html'>Arthur Goldstuck revisits and updates the urban legends that have appeared in his various books, and monitors new ones as they appear and disappear from the psyche. The focus is on South African urban legends, but sometimes goes global.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-899790086168258272</id><published>2010-10-25T11:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:50:34.101+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mass hysteria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spirits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><title type='text'>In the spirit of media myths</title><summary type='text'>Spirits blamed as girls faint in CambodiaTeachers of 10 teenage girls who collapsed one after another at their rural Cambodian school blamed the mysterious ailment on angry spirits on Saturday. - Sydney Morning Herald, October 24, 2010  News services around the world, who received this report from Agence France Presse (AFP), handled it in an entirely predictable manner: they focused solely on the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/899790086168258272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=899790086168258272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/899790086168258272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/899790086168258272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-spirit-of-media-myths.html' title='In the spirit of media myths'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/TMVW6gc_M0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/JbM9zcyX-pk/s72-c/Burglar+cover+-+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-223926600970339042</id><published>2010-10-20T08:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:45:25.399+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Arthur's new book</title><summary type='text'>Arthur Goldstuck's new book on urban legends, "The Burglar in the Bin-bag: Urban legends, Hoaxes and Mass Hysteria" (Penguin), is now out.It will be officially launched on Wednesday, October 27, at 6.30pm, at Love Books in Melville, Johannesburg. If you'd like to attend, RSVP to Kate by clicking here or by phone on (+27) 11 726 7408.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/223926600970339042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=223926600970339042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/223926600970339042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/223926600970339042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/10/arthurs-new-book-now-out.html' title='Arthur&apos;s new book'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/TL6PFb2-DJI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fvyv3oARtvM/s72-c/Burglar+in+the+Bin+Bag+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1897597471601804224</id><published>2010-09-01T06:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T19:04:28.095+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Micro Frog of Floral Doom</title><summary type='text'>If you see someone selling arum lillies you must call City Law Enforcement on (021) 596 1400/1424It is the start of Arum Lily season. A tiny endangered Arum Lily Micro Frog breeds inside the water and dew held in the cup of these Lilies. We are desperate to curtail the gross destruction of Lilies. Please don't buy Lilies sold at traffic intersections. Would you please do a tiny bit, and just FWD </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1897597471601804224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1897597471601804224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1897597471601804224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1897597471601804224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/09/mini-frog-of-floral-doom.html' title='The Micro Frog of Floral Doom'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/TH3f_mMgxcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oHJDYJ8WqS0/s72-c/frog001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1917861429378357139</id><published>2010-08-24T10:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:32:22.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes on the line</title><summary type='text'>Old shoes hang from an overhead telephone cable in Thokoza, on the East Rand. Residents are not entirely sure why the line is festooned with the shoes - one said they advertise the fact that dagga can be bought in the area, others said the shoes are thrown onto the cable by recovering dagga smokers. Most residents said children throw them onto the cable when they are beyond repair. - The Times, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1917861429378357139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1917861429378357139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1917861429378357139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1917861429378357139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/08/shoes-on-line.html' title='Shoes on the line'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5990891326741655728</id><published>2010-04-26T16:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T16:22:40.294+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"KIll the Whites" Day</title><summary type='text'>The police's national spokesman, Colonel Vishnu Naidoo, has slammed "malicious" text messages that claim pamphlets calling for white people to be killed on Freedom Day are being circulated in Limpopo. The police have found no evidence that such pamphlets existed, he said. - The Times, 26 April 2010Which is more outrageous: a call to kill white people, or a text message claiming that pamphlets to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5990891326741655728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5990891326741655728' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5990891326741655728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5990891326741655728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/04/kill-whites-day.html' title='&quot;KIll the Whites&quot; Day'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-4692532869197842058</id><published>2010-01-12T10:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:35:42.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>'Kill a Tourist Day'</title><summary type='text'>An Irish actress and a major newspaper have both fallen for the same urban legend.On 31 December 2009, Irish actress Victoria Smurfit came close to personal tragedy during a night out in Cape Town. The vehicle in which she and her family were travelling was driving along Strand Street in the city centre, when a bullet shattered the passenger window of the taxi, grazed her elbow, and lodged in the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/4692532869197842058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=4692532869197842058' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4692532869197842058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4692532869197842058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2010/01/kill-tourist-day.html' title='&apos;Kill a Tourist Day&apos;'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-2467317664558631016</id><published>2008-10-30T11:11:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:47:58.592+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Burglars are a load of rubbish</title><summary type='text'>We all know how creative burglars get in the land of urban legends. But when they begin masquerading as bags of rubbish, isn't it time they hired new strategy consultants?An e-mail doing the rounds, starting with the time-honoured disclaimer of people who suspect they may be making idiots of themselves ("Don't know if this is true or not, but I received it from a good friend, so... you never know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/2467317664558631016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=2467317664558631016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2467317664558631016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2467317664558631016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/10/burglars-are-load-of-rubbish.html' title='Burglars are a load of rubbish'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-6634517841912728240</id><published>2008-08-27T21:22:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:29:17.302+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail scares #4: Beware of the keychain!</title><summary type='text'>Please be advised that there are people handing out key rings at intersections and stop streets... These key rings have tracking devices in them.... Kindly refuse them as you would be able to be followed if you accept it.... Please pass this on.... So goes the latest e-mail hoax warning doing the rounds. Promotional keyrings have indeed been handed out, but the warning barely stands up to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/6634517841912728240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=6634517841912728240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6634517841912728240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6634517841912728240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/08/e-mail-scares-4-beware-of-keychain.html' title='E-mail scares #4: Beware of the keychain!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/SLW-2HvD5oI/AAAAAAAAAEo/pd1dOmnKW78/s72-c/gun-keyring1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8679850448060117813</id><published>2008-06-13T15:52:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T16:58:32.284+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail scares: Eskom is coming!</title><summary type='text'>You (yes, you!) have got until June 19 to stop Eskom from destroying the economy, repossessing your home and dropping a piano on your car. Think that sounds ridiculous? Well, otherwise intelligent people are falling for equally ridiculous e-mail appeals doing the rounds. The latest one urges - no, begs - everyone to sign a petition calling for Eskom not to increase electricity prices by 53%. It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8679850448060117813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8679850448060117813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8679850448060117813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8679850448060117813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-mail-scares-eskom-is-coming.html' title='E-mail scares: Eskom is coming!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/SFKId10xPjI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uB6qa88JlbA/s72-c/nersa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5836723845914299298</id><published>2008-04-25T11:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:16:46.984+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost stories'/><title type='text'>Haunted by white ghosts! The curse of Dipokong</title><summary type='text'>I love the Daily Sun, that scurrilous South African tabloid that plumbs the depths of human gullibility. Despite its unashamedly tabloid credentials and dubious news claims, it is a highly professional newspaper that has refined the formula for mass-market sensationalism down to the finest element of punctuation. Just in case you don't realise how sensational each story is, almost all headlines </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5836723845914299298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5836723845914299298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5836723845914299298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5836723845914299298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/03/haunted-by-white-ghosts-curse-of.html' title='Haunted by white ghosts! The curse of Dipokong'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/SBGsGJaWylI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wq8d2MO2zWA/s72-c/dailySun.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8142909527301183154</id><published>2008-04-24T08:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:06:07.643+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apacryphal tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prostitution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup 2006'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abduction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='World Cup 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>The 2010 sex trade scare</title><summary type='text'>Please be warned that a group of men are busy kidnapping girls from schools. They are specifically targeting schools with young girls ranging in age from nine and older.This group of men kidnaps these girls with the intention of assisting prostitution for the 2010 Soccer World Cup.Thus starts a warning doing the rounds of South African schools; a warning designed to connect the country’s greatest</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8142909527301183154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8142909527301183154' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8142909527301183154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8142909527301183154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/04/2010-sex-trade-scare.html' title='The 2010 sex trade scare'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/SBABp5aWykI/AAAAAAAAAEI/nCALVQfLRwY/s72-c/2010logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-7451558987762095688</id><published>2008-04-14T15:39:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:02:06.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homeless Talk'/><title type='text'>The ghost of the mine shafts</title><summary type='text'>This tale of South Africa's haunted mines comes from the pages of Homeless Talk, a newspaper written mostly by homeless people and sold by street vendors who themselves are homeless.Luke Jentile, a former miner, contributes a column about his experiences under the heading Deep Levels. His April 2008 column is entitled Eerie tale from the shafts. He describes how miners get used to working in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/7451558987762095688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=7451558987762095688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7451558987762095688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7451558987762095688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/04/ghost-of-mine-shafts.html' title='The ghost of the mine shafts'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/SANjURGNzsI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jndCDQ-pQOU/s72-c/drilling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1570179128026756717</id><published>2008-03-13T08:41:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:09:35.869+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mobile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MTN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vodacom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icasa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellphones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cellular phones'/><title type='text'>Please DON’T Call Me</title><summary type='text'>If you reply to a “Please Call Me” SMS, you will be the victim of a scam to bill you R50.50 per second of air time. That’s R3300 for one minute! In dollars, that’s more than $400! Okay, now you can relax: it’s only an urban legend. Starting life as an e-mail warning at the time the Call Me service was launched by Vodacom, it has yet again resurfaced on the grapevine, doing the rounds by word of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1570179128026756717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1570179128026756717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1570179128026756717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1570179128026756717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/03/please-dont-call-me.html' title='Please DON’T Call Me'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R9jL3xZXlpI/AAAAAAAAADs/JMn2m0xuwcE/s72-c/getacall.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-2494051218323887913</id><published>2008-03-09T20:23:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T09:49:54.268+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eskom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cape Town'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='traffic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hospital Bend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koeberg Interchange'/><title type='text'>Right (no, left)  of way:The error at Hospital Bend</title><summary type='text'>Did you know that Cape Town’s notorious traffic bottleneck known as hospital bend is the result of an absurd engineering blunder? At least, that’s the way it goes in the land of urban legends. There are two variations on the theme, and both are usually told as “everyone who lives in Cape Town knows about it”.Here is a classic version of the first variation, as shared with me by correspondent </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/2494051218323887913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=2494051218323887913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2494051218323887913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2494051218323887913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/03/right-no-left-of-way-error-at-hospital.html' title='Right (no, left)  of way:&lt;br&gt;The error at Hospital Bend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R9QwVBZXlnI/AAAAAAAAADc/CaRJseP4VUQ/s72-c/koeberg_interchange.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-3183183235798486287</id><published>2008-02-27T05:57:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T15:28:10.193+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"South Africa Needs A Leader Like This!"</title><summary type='text'>Just days after Australia elected its first leader in many years who was able to display racial sensitivity, an outrageously anti-Muslim statement from previous prime minister John Howard did the rounds in South Africa, suggesting we needed a leader of his temperament.The e-mail, which circulated at the end of 2007 and the beginning of 2008, ran:South Africa Needs A Leader Like This! Muslims who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/3183183235798486287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=3183183235798486287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3183183235798486287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3183183235798486287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/02/south-africa-needs-leader-like-this.html' title='&quot;South Africa Needs A Leader Like This!&quot;'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R8TgKaSN66I/AAAAAAAAADE/vm12cS5zQOM/s72-c/JohnHoward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-7089915902952451205</id><published>2008-02-03T16:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T16:56:49.885+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of the Tokoloshe #1: A monster ate my homework</title><summary type='text'>People from the district of Ohrigstad say they chased a man from their village after finding evidence that he kept a Tokoloshe. The witch then approached a white farmer and suggested that he fire all the black labourers on the estate as he could do their work alone. This the farmer promptly did, but his curiosity was aroused. One night he visited the fields, and found a large number of small </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/7089915902952451205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=7089915902952451205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7089915902952451205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7089915902952451205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/02/legends-of-tokoloshe-1-monster-ate-my.html' title='Legends of the Tokoloshe #1: &lt;br&gt;A monster ate my homework'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R6XTasFYpvI/AAAAAAAAACw/tVaSLAnsFxo/s72-c/ghost.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8409351342964558178</id><published>2008-01-15T05:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T06:28:29.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Laptop survives bombs but not post office</title><summary type='text'>Which is more hazardous: a war zone or the Post Office? A wonderful urban legend that answers this question in no uncertain terms has finally made its way to South Africa.Supposedly:A laptop computer was sent by courier to military headquarters in Pretoria for testing in battlefield conditions. The laptop survived shock waves from being in close proximity to shelling; it survived burial under a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8409351342964558178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8409351342964558178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8409351342964558178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8409351342964558178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/01/laptop-survives-bombs-but-not-post.html' title='Laptop survives bombs but not post office'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-4025657396319173460</id><published>2008-01-14T07:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:47:00.422+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rumour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buthelezi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ngonyama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Department of Home Affairs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><title type='text'>Christmas not cancelled shock!</title><summary type='text'>Another Christmas is safely behind us, finally putting to rest one of the great urban legends of South African government interference in ordinary people’s ordinary lives.Back in August 2004, one Rufus Malatjie, chief director of legal services at the Department of Home Affairs, who headed a government task team evaluating the number of public holidays, was quoted by the Sunday Times, under the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/4025657396319173460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=4025657396319173460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4025657396319173460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4025657396319173460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-not-cancelled-shock.html' title='Christmas not cancelled shock!'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R4pxDZN6WpI/AAAAAAAAACo/AtvxEoqLHaw/s72-c/nochristmastree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1858074173727115300</id><published>2007-11-28T16:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:09:08.425+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoax'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie recipe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipe'/><title type='text'>The magical cookie recipe</title><summary type='text'>One of America's favourite urban legends of the 1980s became one of its most readily-believed myths of the '90s, thanks to the Internet. And then died at the turn of the 21st century, again thanks to the Internet. Hardly a week used to go by without some online discussion forum or another being told the story:A customer thoroughly enjoys her desert after a meal at a Neiman Marcus Cafe somewhere </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1858074173727115300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1858074173727115300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1858074173727115300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1858074173727115300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/magical-cookie-recipe.html' title='The magical cookie recipe'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-3140143582411392973</id><published>2007-11-23T13:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:12:46.896+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends politics political'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candidates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections voters'/><title type='text'>Dogged by voters</title><summary type='text'>During South Africa's last election campaign, the few candidates who went canvassing from door to door found themselves firmly in urban legend country. They often met with horrific experiences, not least of which was the amount of dogs set on them. An urban legend that has emerged from that kind of experience tells of the candidate stamping the streets of a low-income area. The candidate arrives </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/3140143582411392973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=3140143582411392973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3140143582411392973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3140143582411392973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/dogged-by-voters.html' title='Dogged by voters'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R0bM6SneJ-I/AAAAAAAAACY/yFrVy7jTl5s/s72-c/ballotbox.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-2158955450437633200</id><published>2007-11-21T11:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T11:20:01.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legend of the angry groom</title><summary type='text'>South Africans were believing the tale of the angry groom long before the Internet arrived here. Everyone knows someone who was at the wedding where the groom made a gracious speech before turning to his bride and telling her he had, in his pocket, two tickets to Hawaii - for his bride and for the best man, who, he announced, had been sleeping with each other for the past six months. In one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/2158955450437633200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=2158955450437633200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2158955450437633200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2158955450437633200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/legend-of-angry-groom.html' title='Legend of the angry groom'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8622299523465458005</id><published>2007-11-20T07:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T07:43:39.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Debbie does dishes</title><summary type='text'>Another urban legend about our new national flower, the satellite dish:A Sandton dude decided to connect his new dish himself, wiring it up to the receiver, the receiver to the tuner, the tuner to the TV set, the TV to the PVR, the PVR to the VCR, and not managing to get anything to appear on screen.Eventually he told his wife he was sick of all the gadgets, and was going to the pub down the road</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8622299523465458005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8622299523465458005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8622299523465458005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8622299523465458005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/debbie-does-dishes.html' title='Debbie does dishes'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8535880342160827598</id><published>2007-11-19T08:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:09:03.451+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do-it-yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='satellite dish'/><title type='text'>Legend of a hot dish</title><summary type='text'>With half-a-dozen pay-TV channels about to be unleashed on South Africa, look out for the blossoming of the new national flower: the satellite dish. And expect these dishes' omnipresence to result in the transmission of many new urban legends into our consciousness.In particular, prepare yourself for a new generation of do-it-yourself urban legends.This one happened in Cape Town, where one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8535880342160827598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8535880342160827598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8535880342160827598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8535880342160827598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/legend-of-hot-dish.html' title='Legend of a hot dish'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R0Em3SneJ9I/AAAAAAAAACQ/e_YUVxXclGo/s72-c/dishes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-7169823429696069105</id><published>2007-11-18T14:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T14:46:32.194+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hi-tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern myths'/><title type='text'>In legend land, nothing can go wrogn*</title><summary type='text'>Many of us get the feeling that our lives are getting out of control, even as all the revolutionary new hi-tech surrounding us promises to improve our lives. Are those tiny devices and software upgrades  just a little too intimidating for comfort? Do you have to get the kids to show you how to use your phone?You have nothing to worry about: you're simply suffering a bout of technophobia, a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/7169823429696069105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=7169823429696069105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7169823429696069105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7169823429696069105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-legend-land-nothing-can-go-wrogn.html' title='In legend land, nothing can go wrogn*'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/R0AxBCneJ8I/AAAAAAAAACI/JLtZJ_Y84AQ/s72-c/RegVarneyATM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-834730355144878280</id><published>2007-11-16T10:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T10:50:26.108+02:00</updated><title type='text'>More tourists in legend land</title><summary type='text'>Despite all our warnings, it has come to our attention that some of you are still travelling in the land of urban legends without a map. And just look what's happened to you!Those dam workersTour guides at the Hoover Dam in the United States aren't much better than in the foreign lands mentioned in the previous blog entry. If you want to believe everything they tell you, then this story is really</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/834730355144878280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=834730355144878280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/834730355144878280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/834730355144878280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-tourists-in-legend-land.html' title='More tourists in legend land'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/Rz1YJyneJ6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/9PSPBlscuKM/s72-c/Hooverdam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-801693956818276256</id><published>2007-11-15T10:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T10:48:28.067+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Touring the land of legend</title><summary type='text'>When you go travelling in the land of urban legends, be sure to carry a map. It is a perilous country where friends of friends' cousins' sister in laws' hairdressers lurk around every corner, waiting to trap you into believing yet another impossible tale that really, really happened.Even having a tour guide is no guarantee that you'll make it through safely, since tour guides are among the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/801693956818276256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=801693956818276256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/801693956818276256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/801693956818276256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/touring-land-of-legend.html' title='Touring the land of legend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/RzwOmCneJ5I/AAAAAAAAABw/B-buqN2FZf8/s72-c/pasternak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-2699528838924375801</id><published>2007-11-12T08:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T20:16:00.270+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hitchhiker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haunted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supernatural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghost stories'/><title type='text'>Legends that go bump</title><summary type='text'>The following stories are explored in far more detail in my recent book, The Ghost that Closed Down the Town (Penguin,2006), but hang together here because they are so obviously urban legends.One reason people enjoy urban legends so much - besides the fact that they are convinced these wonderful tales happened to a friend of a friend - is that they are often hilarious, with punchlines that could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/2699528838924375801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=2699528838924375801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2699528838924375801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2699528838924375801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/12/legends-that-go-bump.html' title='Legends that go bump'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/RzdFhWxqVfI/AAAAAAAAABQ/t-pUarglMxc/s72-c/ghost1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-3416649050096919853</id><published>2007-11-10T22:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T22:31:20.977+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Old Legend</title><summary type='text'>There was this little old lady who lived with her family in a rambling big house. One night the rest of the family had gone out, leaving her alone and most of the house in darkness. During the night, she heard a strange noise, and got up to investigate. In the darkness, she made her way down the stairway. Near the bottom of the stairs she reached out for the bannister. Instead, she felt a human </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/3416649050096919853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=3416649050096919853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3416649050096919853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3416649050096919853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-old-legend.html' title='Little Old Legend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5637991783417550077</id><published>2007-11-09T12:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T12:54:31.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Misunderstood Bikers</title><summary type='text'>During the Buffalo Rally near Port Elizabeth a few years ago, a gang of about 20 big, mean-looking, unwashed bikers stopped at a small town on their way to the Rally. They all but invaded a little convenience store there, buying crates of Coke, a few loaves of bread, a pile of cold meats and dozens of packets of crisps. The shop assistant was terrified, and expected at any moment to have a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5637991783417550077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5637991783417550077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5637991783417550077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5637991783417550077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/misunderstood-bikers.html' title='The Misunderstood Bikers'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5460887344334358989</id><published>2007-11-08T07:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T07:53:50.266+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It's criminal! (or is it?)</title><summary type='text'>It's no surprise that South Africa is home to so many urban legends about crime. Yet, many of these legends have their origins elsewhere. But there is a category of crime urban legend that tends not to translate too well in this country - mainly because they are legends of crimes that never were.Behind the legends of crimes that never wereUrban legends, like prime time TV, thrive on crime stories</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5460887344334358989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5460887344334358989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5460887344334358989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5460887344334358989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/itscriminal-or-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s criminal! (or is it?)'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8484290644229294465</id><published>2007-11-07T07:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T08:27:56.823+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban myth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collapse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='libraries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apocryphal tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><title type='text'>Building on a legend</title><summary type='text'>Why do people love telling and believing urban legends, those friend-of-a-friend stories you can never really prove?One theory is that it's a subconscious way of getting revenge on a world they cannot control. By participating in the spread of stories that undermine the credibility of a person, institution, product or even a building that they associate with their woes, they gain a small measure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8484290644229294465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8484290644229294465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8484290644229294465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8484290644229294465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/building-on-legend.html' title='Building on a legend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9juGvUJrpD0/RzFa0QcIdII/AAAAAAAAABA/qoVvJGmURT0/s72-c/palace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8464234038092112318</id><published>2007-11-06T08:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:04:57.245+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welfare letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='welfare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><title type='text'>Legends of the literate</title><summary type='text'>From the halls of government comes the story of just how low the literacy levels of this country have descended. The urban legend emerges from the Department of Welfare, but is aimed squarely at the Department of Education.In an assessment of families who were supporting their children only with the assistance of the welfare department, it was concluded that they were often responsible for their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8464234038092112318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8464234038092112318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8464234038092112318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8464234038092112318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/legends-of-literate.html' title='Legends of the literate'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-6320635834586103381</id><published>2007-11-05T08:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:32:10.971+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buildings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyscrapers'/><title type='text'>The Tallest Tales</title><summary type='text'>Tall buildings seem to hold a peculiar fascination for travellers in the land of urban legends.Is it their subconscious fear of heights playing tricks on their minds and persuading them to believe any bizarre tale that comes along?People have been known to leap off tall structures since time immemorial and, generally, they have simply hit the ground and expired. But not in the land of urban </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/6320635834586103381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=6320635834586103381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6320635834586103381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6320635834586103381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/tallest-tales.html' title='The Tallest Tales'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-561050743181088350</id><published>2007-11-04T19:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:53:43.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban legends of the classroom</title><summary type='text'>The rule that urban legends usually emerge in an environment of fear or uncertainty is completely shattered by one distinctive, worldwide community: the student population. Any campus is a melting pot of characters, situations, hopes, dreams and ... good old mischief. Students like to be believe they are all young Einsteins. From this over-confidence emerges numerous urban legends about just how </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/561050743181088350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=561050743181088350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/561050743181088350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/561050743181088350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/urban-legends-of-classroom.html' title='Urban legends of the classroom'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-2464973014282564761</id><published>2007-11-02T11:34:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T12:48:08.415+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Screen (urban) legends</title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the silver screen: that canvas of romance, drama and legend. No, you haven't stumbled across a movie review column, but rather a glimpse at that hotbed of rumour, myth and urban legend called the movie industry.It is a business peopled with larger-than-life characters who inspire the public's adulation as well as the rumour mills and gossip factories. Little wonder that many an idle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/2464973014282564761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=2464973014282564761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2464973014282564761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/2464973014282564761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/11/screen-urban-legends.html' title='Screen (urban) legends'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-6240568064907741649</id><published>2007-10-31T12:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T12:34:44.935+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban Legends of the 1995 World Cup</title><summary type='text'>We all expected South Africa to beat England in this year's Rugby World Cup final. In 1995 it was very different. The seemingly impossible victory over the All Blacks united one nation, but it had another one reaching for the book of excuses ...and urban legends.One of the most bizarre legends to emerge from the 1995 World Cup Final was ...The tale of the toxic skydiversBefore the climactic match</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/6240568064907741649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=6240568064907741649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6240568064907741649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6240568064907741649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/urban-legends-of-1995-world-cup-final.html' title='Urban Legends of the 1995 World Cup'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-580600581446425480</id><published>2007-10-30T12:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T13:11:38.554+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Urban legend word games</title><summary type='text'>Everyone knows that, in the Eskimo language, there are 200 words for "snow" but not one for "donkey"; that well-known brands of cars and cool drinks translate into embarrassing insults in foreign languages, and that, in some hotel lobby in Paris, a sign reads: "Please leave your values at the front desk."Everyone might know these "facts", but most of these stories, and numerous of their relatives</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/580600581446425480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=580600581446425480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/580600581446425480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/580600581446425480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/urban-legend-word-games.html' title='Urban legend word games'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-7927095887916912024</id><published>2007-10-29T17:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T17:41:27.892+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot air urban legends</title><summary type='text'>One of the most fertile breeding grounds for urban legends is often not to be found on the ground itself, but up in the air. We're talking about the wonderful and terrifying world of air travel. Terrifying, that is, if you're travelling in the world of urban legends.And especially terrifying if you were a passenger on the flight of...The flying axemanA Mozambique Airlines 727 was on a routine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/7927095887916912024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=7927095887916912024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7927095887916912024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7927095887916912024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/hot-air-urban-legends.html' title='Hot air urban legends'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-3254152271298970659</id><published>2007-10-26T13:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T15:42:28.872+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of the links</title><summary type='text'>Urban legends are often little more than tall tales that eventually pick up so much incidental detail, it seems they have to be true. So people start believing them, retelling them and convincing other people to believe in them, until the tales become true legends, believed around the world, and usually having definitely, absolutely happened to a friend of a friend of the person telling the story</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/3254152271298970659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=3254152271298970659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3254152271298970659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3254152271298970659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/legends-of-links.html' title='Legends of the links'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-4752284294096354703</id><published>2007-10-25T07:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T07:48:43.708+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cellular shock urban legends</title><summary type='text'>Do you remember the early days of cellular phones? That was only a decade ago, but it was back in the days before pre-paid accounts, and seems to belong to a bygone era. Then, cell phones inspired such passions among people who loved them or hated them, between people who flashed them about ostentatiously and those who were embarrassed to be caught with one, they were a natural magnet for urban </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/4752284294096354703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=4752284294096354703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4752284294096354703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4752284294096354703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/cellular-shock-urban-legends.html' title='Cellular shock urban legends'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1140693712537978391</id><published>2007-10-24T17:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T20:35:06.094+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of Mandela #3: Living legend</title><summary type='text'>On June 12 1964, the day that the Pretoria Supreme Court jailed for life Nelson Mandela - described in one news report the next day merely as "a Johannesburg attorney" - and seven other accused in the Rivonia Trial, a pop group called the Beatles were greeted in Australia by a screaming mob of 25 000 fans.It would be 26 years before even larger crowds would greet Mandela, but the beginnings of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1140693712537978391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1140693712537978391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1140693712537978391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1140693712537978391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/legends-of-mandela-3-living-legend.html' title='Legends of Mandela #3: Living legend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1387533713932684163</id><published>2007-10-22T15:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:08:15.425+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of Mandela #2: Rugby legend revived</title><summary type='text'>In honour of South Africa's victory in the rugby World Cup Final, let's look at an urban legend that was associated with a previous Springbok team abroad, and later became a Nelson Mandela legend.It is one of those truly South African urban legends with a long pedigree and variations that take in Springbok rugby in the 1960s, Nelson Mandela in the 1990s, and even Paul Kruger, president of the old</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1387533713932684163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1387533713932684163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1387533713932684163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1387533713932684163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/legends-of-mandela-2-rugby-legend.html' title='Legends of Mandela #2: Rugby legend revived'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5426798869628122199</id><published>2007-10-18T20:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:15:44.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Arms, disarmament and urban legends</title><summary type='text'>In almost every country on the African continent, political systems have been in transition for decades, and the transitions don't come easy. Violence, corruption and instability are often hallmarks of the political process.These factors, however, also inspire urban legends of the strangest variety - particularly in the strange country called South Africa.The first tale here is a classic from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5426798869628122199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5426798869628122199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5426798869628122199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5426798869628122199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/arms-disarmament-and-urban-legends.html' title='Arms, disarmament and urban legends'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-4503426480215416445</id><published>2007-10-16T21:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T21:17:37.095+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Short Filing Clerk</title><summary type='text'>This wonderful South African urban legend was first told to me by a former teacher, who had herself heard it from a former school secretary:As far as I know, this really happened. It's about the old TED (Transvaal Education Department). A teacher at Orange Grove Primary School didn't receive her salary cheque for three months. After the first month, she made enquiries. The Department told her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/4503426480215416445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=4503426480215416445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4503426480215416445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/4503426480215416445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/short-filing-clerk.html' title='The Short Filing Clerk'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5020409052923659064</id><published>2007-10-14T22:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:42:31.585+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail scares #3: The Crime Warnings guide</title><summary type='text'>Warnings of unusual new methods employed by criminals have a powerful resonance with South Africans. It is not that these warnings are unique to South Africa, or even that they originate here. But because of the reality of pervasive crime and the perception  of official complicity in  crime,  South Africans  appear more ready  to believe and  pass on these warnings  than any other society.In some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5020409052923659064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5020409052923659064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5020409052923659064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5020409052923659064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-mail-scares-3-crime-warnings-guide.html' title='E-mail scares #3: The Crime Warnings guide'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-8700328622631052786</id><published>2007-10-11T21:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:10:48.076+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail scares #2: This week's crime waves</title><summary type='text'>Along with medical warnings, crime scares are the most common e-mail hoaxes and urban legends distributed in South Africa.Just this week, the very day after the storm warning had done the e-rounds, a new  hoax and an old urban legend resurfaced, one via e-mail and one from good old-fashioned paranoia.The latest e-mail hoax is the 'Change room rape' urban legend. According to an e-mail doing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/8700328622631052786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=8700328622631052786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8700328622631052786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/8700328622631052786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-mail-scares-2-this-weeks-crime-waves.html' title='E-mail scares #2: This week&apos;s crime waves'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-7750847218074237851</id><published>2007-10-10T06:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:20:00.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail scares # 1: Medical</title><summary type='text'>Hoax e-mails are a staple diet of those who tend to swallow urban legends whole. Numerous variations have done the rounds in South Africa in the past two decades.  The major categories of these scares  are AIDS and medical scares, drugs warnings, "unusual crime wave" warnings, technology scares like warnings about mobile phones, and political scares, such as the death of Mandela sparking a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/7750847218074237851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=7750847218074237851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7750847218074237851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/7750847218074237851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/e-mail-scares-1-medical.html' title='E-mail scares # 1: Medical'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-3319818470858688953</id><published>2007-10-09T15:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T16:47:19.244+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoaxes and legends: the rules</title><summary type='text'>How do you tell if a warning you receive by e-mail, fax, SMS, or text is an urban legend? How was South Africa’s great hurricane hoax easily identifiable as an urban legend?Here are ten rules for spotting an urban legend in your inbox:1. Public health and safety warnings are always issued directly by the relevant authorities, such as the police, emergency services, weather bureau, or traffic </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/3319818470858688953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=3319818470858688953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3319818470858688953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/3319818470858688953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/hoaxes-and-legends-rules.html' title='Hoaxes and legends: the rules'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-707091685212588658</id><published>2007-10-08T16:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T19:20:31.311+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Storm Warning urban legend</title><summary type='text'>Call it exaggeration, call it hype... but know it is urban legend. The Storm Warning for Gauteng for later today (8 October 2007) has taken on all the dimensions of a classic urban legend.It has it all: the hearsay warning from a reputable institution, the reproduced warning transmitted by fax and e-mail, the attempt by authorities to prevent panic utterly ignored, schools alerting parents to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/707091685212588658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=707091685212588658' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/707091685212588658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/707091685212588658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/storm-warning-urban-legend.html' title='Storm Warning urban legend'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5435301247092448662</id><published>2007-10-06T20:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T16:57:28.235+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Craig Shergold FAQ</title><summary type='text'>When the gullible of our planet united to help a "dying boy" long after he had been healed, this FAQ became the official reference guide for participants in a Usenet newsgroup called alt.folklore.urban during the 1990s. The FAQ disappeared from the Web after my original site disappeared along with one of Internet Solutions' original web servers. The CRAIG SHERGOLD FAQ Version 0.1betaFrequently </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5435301247092448662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5435301247092448662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5435301247092448662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5435301247092448662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/craig-shergold-faq.html' title='The Craig Shergold FAQ'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1390245236730060655</id><published>2007-10-05T12:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T14:09:25.111+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Satanic Flag</title><summary type='text'>This was one of the core legends from "Ink in the Porridge: Urban Legends of the South African elections" (Penguin, 1994):It was a masterpiece of non-committalism. On March 15 1994, the day the new South African flag was unveiled by the Transitional Executive Council, the SA Press Association described it like this: "The flag features a black triangle alongside the hoist bordered by gold and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1390245236730060655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1390245236730060655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1390245236730060655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1390245236730060655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/satanic-flag.html' title='The Satanic Flag'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-6249216287811260896</id><published>2007-10-04T11:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T11:43:42.843+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Legends of Mandela #1</title><summary type='text'>On the eve of his retirement from politics in 1999, Nelson Mandela and a charity with which he was associated became the target of a "gravy train" urban legend.In mid-1999, Achmat Dangor, a literary legend of the anti-apartheid days and now become chief executive officer of the Nelson Mandela Children's Fund, heard a disturbing story.A group of Members of Parliament had enjoyed a sumptuous meal </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/6249216287811260896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=6249216287811260896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6249216287811260896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6249216287811260896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/legends-of-mandela-1.html' title='Legends of Mandela #1'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1009240198205102573</id><published>2007-10-03T08:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T08:26:06.487+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ghost That Closed Down the Town</title><summary type='text'>This is the title story of my most recent urban legends collection, "The Ghost that Closed Down the Town: The Story of the Haunting of South Africa" (Penguin,2006):Somewhere in the far reaches of the eastern extremes of Mpumalanga province, near the Swaziland border in a region where traffic lights and rush hour are concepts from a foreign land, lies a small town called Amsterdam.  By day, it is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1009240198205102573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1009240198205102573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1009240198205102573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1009240198205102573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/ghost-that-closed-down-town.html' title='The Ghost That Closed Down the Town'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-5883098511300961459</id><published>2007-10-02T05:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T05:47:47.094+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little old lady'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='South Africa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hijacking'/><title type='text'>The little old lady hijacker</title><summary type='text'>Little old ladies have a thing for urban legends. The best little old lady legend of the past decade also helped to restore the balance of prejudice in South African urban legends, as it presented a double turning of the tables - an age-old plot device of urban legends.One version of this story was sent to me with the introduction: "Here's a refreshing change: True story". And it goes something </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/5883098511300961459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=5883098511300961459' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5883098511300961459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/5883098511300961459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/10/little-old-lady-hijacker.html' title='The little old lady hijacker'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-1240499810921724443</id><published>2007-09-29T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:38:09.810+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pelonomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patient'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hospital'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goldstuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modern myths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apacryphal tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cleaner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polishes off'/><title type='text'>Cleaner Polishes Off Patient</title><summary type='text'>For several months, our nurses have been baffled to find a dead patient in the same bed every Friday morning" a spokeswoman for the Pelonomi Hospital (Free State, South Africa) told reporters. "There was no apparent cause for any of the deaths, and extensive checks on the air conditioning system, and a search for possible bacterial infection, failed to reveal any clues."  However, further </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/1240499810921724443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=1240499810921724443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1240499810921724443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/1240499810921724443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/09/cleaner-polishes-off-patient.html' title='Cleaner Polishes Off Patient'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2666532109655695959.post-6368241767760653099</id><published>2007-08-05T20:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:20:11.720+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goldstuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban legend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apacryphal tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='elections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1994'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='headlight gang'/><title type='text'>The Age of Half-belief</title><summary type='text'>After the country's first democratic elections in 1994, South Africa began to resemble most other countries in the world of urban legends. In other words, people stopped believing everything they heard.Of course, that meant they could still believe half of everything they heard. And believe it they did.Oh, none of that end-of-the-world nonsense that required a shopping list of baked beans and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/feeds/6368241767760653099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2666532109655695959&amp;postID=6368241767760653099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6368241767760653099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2666532109655695959/posts/default/6368241767760653099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thoselegends.blogspot.com/2007/08/age-of-half-belief.html' title='The Age of Half-belief'/><author><name>Art</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15324885081072773878</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
