A small community of South Africa's original San people huddle in the red sand outside their huts. Every morning they dress up in loincloths for bus loads of tourists. By midday, they are back in their T-shirts. Unemployment is the biggest problem for the South African San people. Unlike Namibian San people, South Africa's do not have enough land to survive by their old hunter-gatherer ways. Lacking money and self-esteem, they turn to alcohol. Only one San person still works for the Parks' Board. All the rest have been fired or quit. Apartheid has done nothing for them. Many were used by the army to hunt down the then banned ANC. Today they still live in old army camps. In one tent, frenzied San people dance a disease out of a sick person's body. While many white volunteers work for San people's rights, others are angry at the thought of land or compensation being given to 'lazy impostors'. Even the San people themselves are exasperated at their outdated Image: "We dislike people calling us Bushmen, like objects that they can laugh at." Is our notion of 'the noble savage' simply extinct?

Produced by Marion Mayor-Hohdahl