On December 23 1987 Barry Dwolatzky was told he had hairy cell leukaemia and less than a year to live. Luckily he survived the dire prediction and in 2020 used the enforced quiet of COVID to write the absorbing story about how he found himself unexpectedly lying in a hospital bed in London more concerned about the contents of his briefcase stashed under his bed than the prospect of his life ending in a few months. The mystery of the briefcase’s contents and his presence far from South Africa forms the pivot of much of his story.
It begins in a conventional middle class white suburb in Johannesburg in the 1950s as a bullied but clever outsider and stretches through to his eminence as Emeritus Professor of Software Engineering at Wits University and founder of the Tshimologong Digital Innovation Precinct. His path is deceptively ordinary but the evolution of his personal commitment to social and economic justice and the consequences for his life choices were anything but ordinary. His opposition to Apartheid shaped and distanced him from his professional and much of his personal world. Supporting the ANC and seeking active service in social projects in Mozambique his life took unexpected turns which in hindsight have symmetry but at the time appeared bewildering. Barry’s personal choices were not easy nor simple but his commitment to South Africa and the ending of Apartheid was profound.
Told with the sensitivity and self deprecating voice of someone discovering his place in what became the fourth Industrial Evolution, Barry shares his vulnerability and delight in finding the world of IT and discovering his ability to teach while pursuing his own commitment to political change.
The story of Barry’s less than ordinary life is proof of the adage never judge a book by its cover. His coded history is complex yet simple, curious yet obvious and proof that a life well lived is both inspirational and worth sharing.
There is an aliveness to every word on every page of Coded History. It called me into a rich trove of well-told stories covering a long and inspiring life. What kept me here is real depth, sensitivity, humour and awareness that give rich and lasting meaning to these stories of new beginnings. It's an inspiring personal memoir. It shares lively snippets charting some of the world's last 50 years of digital transformation. It shows how academics can also be entrepreneurial. And it brings to life the history of South Africa from the perspective of the small band of white South Africans who risked their lives contributing to the end of apartheid.
I am particularly touched by Barry Dwolatsky's story as a cancer survivor - one that he doesn't dwell on. But the stark truth is that he was told at the age of 35 that he had only six months to live, and now he is 70. This truth sits there, like a powerful well of energy, motivating both his life and the reader's engagement. And he credits it as one of the drivers towards his life of service and innovation.
He has put the gift of life to such good use. I love the way he shares his experience growing up, as everyone does, only aware of his immediate surroundings. Then he charts how he became aware of ever widening circles around him. Each of these required a re-evaluation of his own privilege.
At first he just knows he is the awkward kid who gets teased for his stutter (like me). And he looks around and reckons the other kids come from more well-to-do families. Then (thanks to his own energy and commitment to both action and reflection) he goes across the race lines and discovers just how poor the majority of his fellow southern Africans are, forcing a re-evaluation of that sense of being "the poor kid on the block." Eventually he begins to make sense of world systems of wealth and poverty and how deeply interlinked they are.
This radical re-evaluation of who he is and how he fits into the world is a brilliant example of paying attention to, rather than ignoring, data that challenges the cosy white story of South Africa in the 1960s and 70s. It drives him, step by step, first to commit both to skills and technology transfer to those less privileged, and then to risking his life in working for the ANC's underground liberation struggle against apartheid. As a fellow white South African I am grateful to have the story of what we called "the white left" getting a bit of airtime in an era where the struggle is often mis-remembered as a simple black vs white binary.
He gets really clear about unfairly assigned privilege and how wealth extraction works. This is an inspiring example of an engineer going beyond his training in technical systems, and applying it to human systems. Many engineers prefer to stay in the tightly controlled world of machines. But Dwolatzky widens his gaze to understand our world's complex and messy human systems - what the geeks sometimes call warmware.
It is a miracle that this sensitive, caring and politically conscious young man ended up studying engineering in a time that all his classmates were conservative, white and male. The benefit is that that engineering gained a visionary, one who could cope with the scientific and practical rigour of the discipline, without losing sight of its human purpose.
The book traces in a beautiful way the impact of engineering better lives through technology and particularly computer software. Barry Dwolatzky's career stretches from direct involvement in coding underground communication systems against apartheid, to incubating digital entrepreneurship, and to teaching and inspiring those dispossessed by apartheid and colonialism to reclaim their birthright in a new digital world.
I also love the way Dwolatsky acknowledges "I am a teacher" and takes a stand for the power and value of this noble profession. And he shares great anecdotes of ex-students who walk up to him later in life to acknowledge his role in their lives.
This man and this book somehow manage to bring out the best qualities of both restless energy and calm reflection. I find both the man and his book inspiring.
I was one of the students in Prof. Barry's MEng offering for mature students. Because of him, I was able to access a branch of academia that was previously gatekept and inaccessible to someone like me.
There's an entire dimension of Barry's life that I would never have known about if it weren't for this memoir. It has made me respect him infinitely more, knowing now what he has been through, and how he continued to live his life mission of making a difference in the lives of people he interacted with.
And what has Barry asked in return for all he has done? Nothing, but to simplify pay it forward.
Written by my moms young cousin Coded History was an excellent look back on a country I left as a young child. Barry Dwolatzky, a kind and unassuming cousin who visited us in Toronto a few times lead such an intersecting, brave and inspiring life. He fought apartheid, he created change, and he had a brilliant career at the same time. I loved the parts about his parents; aunty masha was always a favorite.
I often wonder what kind of person I would have been if I had stayed in South Africa. I know I wouldn’t have had the guts to do what Barry did. I would have spoken up but quietly.
So proud that he is my cousin however removed. A beautiful memoir.
The book offers an interesting view not only into the life of Barry Dwolatzky, but also into the politics of South Africa and the end of the Apartheid regime. You get an nice mix of covert operations, technology and anecdotes of Barry.