Richard Poplak was born in Johannesburg, South Africa, and immigrated to Canada with his family
a few short months before Nelson Mandela’s release from prison in 1990. Richard trained as a filmmaker and fine artist
at Montreal’s Concordia University and has produced and directed numerous short films, music videos and commercials.
Now a full-time writer, Richard can be found learning to play polo, chasing Big Game in Africa,
investigating German sub-sub cultures in Namibia, eating at TGI Fridays in the Middle East, bowling in Kazakhstan,
racing Mercedes sports sedans in Russia - all for publications as diverse as THIS Magazine,
Toronto Life, The Globe & Mail, CBC.ca/arts,
Bicycling and Maverick.
His first book, Ja. No, Man: Growing Up White in Apartheid-era South Africa has just been published
by Penguin Books Canada; his follow-up, entitled
The Sheik's Batmobile: Trawling for North American Pop-Culture in
the Middle East, will be on shelves Fall, 2008.
More information can be found about Richard Poplak on
his website: www.richardpoplak.com
Reviews:
"Devastating detail comes via vivid and passionate prose. Brilliant."
- NNNNN (highest rating)
Now Magazine
"Breezy and brilliant. No yes-man could be this funny, or this wise"
- John Allemang The Globe & Mail
"Poplak stitches together the insults and indignities - mundane, suburban, absurd, tragic -
of apartheid in its horrible death throes with such skill, such honesty and above all,
such drop-everything-and-laugh-out-loud humour that I found myself having to re-read whole passages
just to see what they sounded like without my shrieks of laughter thrown in. Apartheid was
a disgusting experiment but Poplak’s bottom’s up view shows how it was able to work for so long
- the complicit agreement of so many to be so violent for so long. Ja. No, Man is an absolute
must-read for anyone who was there, anyone who wants to know what it was like to be there and anyone
who hopes we never go there again - in other words, a must-read for everyone."
- Alexandra Fuller, author of
Don’t Let’s Go To The Dogs Tonight