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Apartheid started on 1948 and lasted for 46 years until 1994

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Apartheid started on 1948 and lasted for 46 years until 1994

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after long protests of black people for their rights

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Cape Town, City hall

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Jacob Zuma, ex president of South Africa

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Jacob Zuma, ex president of South Africa

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Corruption scandal

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Not in economic terms

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Township residents often endure commutes of an hour or more on private minibuses that extract outsize slices of their paychecks. Credit... Joao Silva/The New York Times

Political liberation has yet to translate into material gains for blacks. As one woman said, "I've gone from a shack to a shack."

Township residents often endure commutes of an hour or more on private minibuses that extract outsize slices of their paychecks. Credit... Joao Silva/The New York Times

CROSSROADS, South Africa - The end of apartheid was supposed to be a beginning.

Judith Sikade envisioned escaping the townships, where the government had forced black people to live. She aimed to find work in Cape Town, trading her shack for a home with modern conveniences.

More than two decades later, Ms. Sikade, 69, lives on the garbage-strewn dirt of Crossroads township, where thousands of black families have used splintered boards and metal sheets to construct airless hovels for lack of anywhere else to live.

"I've gone from a shack to a shack," Ms. Sikade says. "I'm fighting for everything I have. You still are living in apartheid."

In the history of civil rights, South Africa lays claim to a momentous achievement - the demolition of apartheid and the construction of a democracy. But for black South Africans, who account for three-fourths of this nation of roughly 55 million people, political liberation has yet to translate into broad material gains.

Apartheid has essentially persisted in economic form.

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This reality is palpable as turmoil now seizes South Africa. Enraged protesters demand the ouster of President Jacob Zuma over disclosures of corruption so high-level that it is often described as state capture, with private interests having effectively purchased the power to divert state resources in their direction. The economy keels in recession, worsening an official unemployment rate reaching nearly 28 percent.

Underlying the anger are deep-seated disparities in wealth. In the aftermath of apartheid, the government left land and other assets largely in the hands of a predominantly white elite. The government's resistance to large-scale land transfers reflected its reluctance to rattle international investors.

Today, millions of black South Africans are chronically short of capital needed to start businesses. Less than half of the working age population is officially employed.

The governing party, the African National Congress, built empires of new housing for black South Africans, but concentrated it in the townships, reinforcing the geographic strictures of apartheid. Large swaths of the black population remain hunkered down in squalor, on land they do not legally own. Those with jobs often endure commutes of an hour or more on private minibuses that extract outsize slices of their paychecks.

"We never dismantled apartheid," said Ayabonga Cawe, a former economist for Oxfam, the international anti-poverty organization, and now the host of a radio show that explores national affairs. "The patterns of enrichment and impoverishment are still the same."

South Africa began the post-apartheid era facing challenges as formidable as those confronted by Europe at the end of World War II, or the Soviet Union after communism. It had to re-engineer an economy dominated by mining and expand into modern pursuits like tourism and agriculture, while overcoming a legacy of colonial exploitation, racial oppression and global isolation - the results of decades of international sanctions.

"It's a very deep structural problem," said Ian Goldin, who served as a senior economic adviser to Nelson Mandela when he was president of South Africa, and is now a professor of globalization at the University of Oxford in Britain. "The Russians had capitalism before the Soviet Union. Africans lost their rights 300 years ago. It's a much longer period of subjugation."

Even so, from 1998 to 2008, the economy expanded by roughly 3.5 percent a year, doubling the size of the black middle class. The government built millions of homes, extended the reach of clean water and electricity, and handed out cash grants to millions of poor people.

But the global financial crisis of 2008 ravaged South Africa, destroying demand for the mineral deposits at the center of its economy. It wiped out half of the roughly two million new jobs that had been created in the previous four years.

Today, South Africa is a land of astonishing contrasts.

In the Sea Point neighborhood of Cape Town, a sweep of apartments and restaurants alongside the Atlantic Ocean, women gather on the beach for an evening yoga class - some black, some white, some Asian. Children of multiple races scamper through a playground, a scene unthinkable during apartheid.

High above the city, atop the ridgeline at Table Mountain, American exchange students recount a sky diving experience while pointing smartphones at the orange sun arcing toward the ocean.

To the east, the parched land vibrates in the golden light. Judith Sikade's tin roof is down there somewhere, reflecting the last rays of the sun.

In her community, people are cooking over coal fires and breathing in fumes. Children run barefoot on paths littered with broken glass. Grown-ups exchange word of the latest armed robbery.

All the while, they keep an eye out for the police, who frequently descend bearing sledgehammers to tear down the shacks, given that they sit on private land.

"Where's the freedom?" Ms. Sikade said, anger rising in her voice. "Where are the changes?"

Growing up in a township near Durban, on South Africa's east coast, Siyabonga Mzulwini placed his faith in the transformative powers of education.

During apartheid, black education had been a consignment to permanent poverty. The Bantu educational system had been set up to churn out vast numbers of low-skilled, low-wage black workers to feed into mining operations.

But Mr. Mzulwini, 28, was intent on gaining marketable skills. Four years ago, he graduated from a technical university with a diploma in business management.

His flurry of job applications produced no response. So he and three partners registered their own company, hoping to get a crack at government contracts reserved for black-owned companies.

They contemplated building a car wash. But when they applied for loans, the banks turned them away. They had no collateral.

They were in crowded company. Ten percent of all South Africans - the majority white - owns more than 90 percent of national wealth, according to a 2016 research paper by Anna Orthofer, a graduate student at Stellenbosch University. Some 80 percent of the population - overwhelmingly black - owns nothing at all.

"Property rights are not at all clearly defined in black communities," said Dieter von Fintel, an economist at Stellenbosch University. "Collateral is very difficult to secure."

This was both the product of colonialism, and the negotiated price of ending apartheid absent civil war. To gain the National Party's assent to elections, the A.N.C. forswore major transfers of land from white to black control.

"The A.N.C.'s primary objective was inclusion into the existing system," said Moeletsi Mbeki, deputy chairman of the South African Institute of International Affairs and a brother of the former South African president Thabo Mbeki. "They wanted themselves to be part of the capitalist economy."

Once in power, A.N.C. officials were loath to pursue policies that might be considered radical by international investors, lest it damage South Africa's credit rating.

The new government confronted huge budget deficits along with extraordinary demands for housing and electricity. Building required loans from global investors. Land transfers risked spooking markets, jeopardizing the government's plans.

"We all would have liked to do it differently," says Alec Erwin, who served as deputy finance minister in the Mandela government. "Whether we could have done it differently is another question."

"We inherited an economy that was beleaguered," he added. "Those first years, we were grappling with avoiding a major collapse."

The government satisfied international markets and set the townships buzzing with construction. Yet this approach came at a cost, one Mr. Mzulwini and his partners were effectively bearing.

As they started their business, they were operating with the same assets their families had owned during apartheid - nothing.

They purchased a pair of lawn mowers, aiming to bid on government contracts to cut the grass alongside local highways. Time and again, they came away disappointed.

One day, Mr. Mzulwini bumped into a college classmate who was working at city hall.

"He told me that unless we paid a 10,000 rand bribe (about $737), we would never get any business," Mr. Mzulwini recalled. "He said if I gave him the money to give his boss, his boss would open doors for us."

That sum was wildly beyond reach. So Mr. Mzulwini and his partners eyed another target - contracts to help build government-furnished houses within the township. They approached a construction company to seek a role as a subcontractor.

Rebuffed again, Mr. Mzulwini and his partners linked up with a federation of businesses operating under the name Delangokubonya Sa - Zulu for "We'll Believe It When We See It." The group is a platform for would-be black entrepreneurs frustrated by the A.N.C. machine.

Federation brethren descended on the township construction site and threatened to shake the scaffolding if workers did not cease. The disruption gained Mr. Mzulwini a spot in a government program training people for careers as bricklayers.

The following year, Mr. Mzulwini and his partners secured three contracts to do brick work, netting profits of 70,000 rand, about $5,150.

"Being radical and forceful is what has given me hope," Mr. Mzulwini said.

He is less optimistic for his country. "The system," he said, "doesn't work."

The system does work, as it happens, though often for the benefit of the people running it.

People like Marcus Moloeli.

He was raised in a home without electricity, in a township south of Johannesburg, near the site of the 1960 Sharpeville massacre, where police officers trained deadly fire on anti-apartheid activists. He played cricket using piles of tin cans for wickets, and contended with racially segregated restrooms.

"I always knew as a child there was something greater," he said. "I was always curious, 'What is in there that I can't have access to?'"

At 38, Mr. Moloeli no longer needs to wonder.

He lives in a gated community set atop jungle-covered hills north of Durban, on the Indian Ocean. His two-story house boasts glistening bathrooms, a pair of garages holding two Mercedes and an Audi, plus a golf cart he drives to the country club at the center of the complex.

"It's a good environment for me to reflect," he said.

On a recent afternoon, he leaned into a sofa, gazed at his private pool and reflected on how a black man born in apartheid South Africa had landed here.

In his township school, 10 children shared a single textbook. For high school, he talked his way into a technical school reserved for Indians. After graduation, he bagged groceries, then moved into Johannesburg and took a job delivering antique furniture. He volunteered for a government-run youth league. That eventually turned into a staff position for President Zuma, overseeing youth affairs.

Two years ago, he started his own consulting business. He secures contracts from local governments, advising them on how to manage their infrastructure. Soon, he was rich.

The ranks of South Africa's black, Asian and mixed-race millionaires expanded to 17,300 from 6,200 from 2007 to 2015, according to New World Wealth, a consultant based in Johannesburg. What many of these people have in common are lucrative ties to government.

"For your business to survive and thrive, you must know a politician," Mr. Moloeli says. "If I didn't have the networks and the access to resources, I wouldn't be where I am."

Mr. Moloeli's three children attend a predominantly white private school, where they take violin and golf lessons. He speaks of retiring at 45 so he can spend more time with them.

"Government has in a way provided a space for most people to succeed," Mr. Moloeli said. "If you are hungry enough, you can make it in South Africa. You can build a very beautiful lifestyle."

Soweto, a township outside Johannesburg, holds special resonance as a cradle of the anti-apartheid movement. It was the home of Nelson Mandela, and the site of a 1976 uprising that set off a crackdown so brutal that images were broadcast around the world.

The electricity frequently conks out, which forced him to purchase a costly generator. The restaurant next door gets most of the international visitors, owing to a relationship with the tourism authorities.

The gated community where he lives north of Johannesburg is full of white families who inherited their property, he said, plus a handful of black families struggling to stay current on their mortgages.

He borrowed a friend's computer science textbook and taught himself to write code. Soon, he was designing websites for Soweto businesses.

He rented a bare room on the ground floor of a crumbling house. He bought seven computers and opened his business.

The odds against him are long. More South African businesses are shuttering than opening, according to a report from the Global Entrepreneurship Monitor at London Business School. Only 2.5 percent of firms have been established for at least 3.5 years - the 61st lowest ratio among the 65 nations surveyed.

Mr. Majabula is undeterred. He is folding his profit into buying faster computers. He envisions waking up one morning in the suburbs.

Four years ago, Andile Lili, a then-37-year-old member of the Cape Town City Council, began hearing from unhappy constituents in a ragged settlement carved into a garbage dump near the airport, improbably named Barcelona.

The local authorities had constructed public toilets that emptied into giant white buckets, handing responsibility for collection to a private company. The company had supposedly cheated the workers, who were on strike. Along the dirt paths of Barcelona, human waste was forming into puddles. The stench was unbearable.

"We basically compounded the problems of apartheid by buying up all this cheap land as far out of the city as possible," said Alan Hirsch, a senior official in the Trade and Industry Department during the Mandela government, and now director of the Graduate School of Development Policy and Practice at the University of Cape Town.

More than two decades later, people in Barcelona are absorbing the consequences.

In wealthy, traditionally white parts of Cape Town, public restrooms came stocked with toilet paper and soap. They were looked after by janitors and security guards. People in Barcelona demanded the same.

Mr. Lili, the City Council member, persuaded residents to unleash a more combative form of protest. They ferried their buckets into Cape Town, emptying their contents at the entrance to City Hall.

Mr. Lili's movement produced immediate consequences. First, the city fixed persistent sanitation problems in his own community. Then, they gave him a government-furnished house. One day in November 2014, as he was planning a march, two men arrived at his home and shot him twice - once in the arm and once in the gut.

Today in Barcelona, the contractor comes to retrieve the buckets every three days, but the crude system remains a central facet of everyday life.

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End of Apartheid in South Africa? Not in Economic Terms (Published 2017)

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