On Saturday I watched Inxeba.
I refused to base criticism on waves of outrage rippling through social media platforms, at the drop of fiery diction texted by offended men who have not seen the movie.
I watched young boys in the mountain, some nurtured and guided into manhood by closet homosexuals who struggle with their own sexual identity.
It is beautifully shot and deserves all the nominations and accolades it has bagged thus far.
Nakhane is a natural talent. He is godly and draws all sorts of emotions from the viewer.
The two men had more sex than most of us do in a month.
We need to speak about why we are uncomfortable about watching homosexual sex scenes because until then, Inxeba will remain an awkward "date night" movie for new lovers.
Today, I am no wiser about initiation school than I was prior to watching Inxeba. It reveals no "secret".
I still hold the same views about the culture that I have held since I became aware of the deaths, castrations and erectile dysfunction that sometimes result from it.
The initiated men I know are still no better or greater than the men who stride with their foreskin intact and learn manhood from other sources and guardians.
While we yawn and wait for the offended defenders of the secret passage to manhood to forward a convincing argument as to why the movie should have been banned, I will gladly share a recipe for dumplings that requires one cup of flour.
1. Stir together flour, baking powder, sugar and salt in a medium-sized bowl. Cut in butter until crumbly. Stir in milk to make a soft dough.
2. Drop by spoonfuls into boiling stew. Cover and simmer for 15 minutes without lifting the lid.
3. Serve.
When we are all full, and the outrage has subsided, maybe we will discuss why these men are silent when a circumcised man rapes a woman or a child, or brutalises a gay man.
What with the discipline supposedly instilled at the mountain, these communities should be the safest spaces under the defence and protection of spiritually matured men.