IN the run-up to the sixth annual Mandela Day a number of newspapers reminded us that we were expected to drop everything on Friday and venture forth to commit various acts of random kindness upon an unsuspecting populace.
Perhaps it's a sign of our cynical, uncaring age, or maybe just a symptom of a media that infantilises the news, but some newspapers even presumed that we'd forgotten what, exactly, acts of random kindness were and helpfully provided examples of same.
Some seemed fairly innocuous. "Cook a hearty meal for someone less privileged than you." "Drop off a soft toy at your local police station for abandoned and abused children." "Read newspapers or books to residents of an old-age home." No harm there.
But others were, frankly, problematic. "Tutor children in the bottom 15% of their grades in subjects you have knowledge of." "Read to and play with young people at your local crèche." "Bake something for local police on night shift to cheer them up."
The recent criminal trial and conviction of entertainer Rolf Harris and the inquiry into the late Jimmy Savile's creepiness have provided evidence enough to suggest that the less adults play with the kids the better for all concerned.
And those supposedly knowledgable people who tutor children? They're known as "teachers", and some of them - notwithstanding the best efforts of the Department of Basic Education - are actually very good at their jobs.