Comrade Motomuzhinji received military training in Kariba and Hwange, where he excelled in the modules of Light-giving, Electrocution and Food-warming. After independence, Comrade Zesa Motomuzhinji worked in the President’s office – a euphemism for the dreaded CIO – where he assisted in the interrogation department.
The secret service owe a great deal to Comrade Zesa, who could always be trusted to persuade enemies of the state – sell-outs, collaborating with the British to destabilise the country – to divulge their deepest secrets, once a pair of electric wires were attached to their lower extremities.
Mugabe should take a leaf from Kenyan President Uhuru Kenyatta, who instead told the US President Barack Obama that homosexuality is not an issue in Kenya but rather that Kenya is worried about health, infrastructure, education and development etc.
And the sooner Mugabe realises this the better, a leader ceases to be one when he fails to address the plight and aspirations of those who elected him to be president.
The young people I saw at Shoko had a different spirit altogether. They obliged. And that they did it in the environs of the party’s headquarters was all the more admirable and joyous for me. I don’t know if the festival organisers had a brainwave in selecting the venue, or it was simply God’s sense of humour. Either way it was a masterstroke.
I always relish any occasion where the ordinary, the weak like me get an opportunity to take on the mighty. It is always a moment to savour; to see the Davids have a go at Goliath. Hopefully we may see him stutter, falter, stumble, his heart flutter and maybe even fall. At the end of the day every little blow will matter.
We in Zimbabwe have a rare opportunity and like my mama always said: be grateful for everything you have. How many people can run around naked in the middle of the night? Witches have been doing it for years and I assure you, it’s quite an experience. You will feel alive, the cool air permeating the hair of your nether regions, and said nethers swinging, dangling and slapping like Adam chasing Eve for a peach. I usually do my run at 20:25; five minutes before ZESA is scheduled to come back on. The course takes me 15 minutes and no one has ever seen my goods.
The time is gone for Africa to insist she exists in a vacuum. We need to have some standard of reasonableness in our social and political structures, which I think is the reason we keep pretending to have embraced democracy (Nigeria gets a free-pass this time around).
Let’s agree on the basics: health delivery, electricity and education can be a start, then we add WI-FI to that list later.
Power shortages have been haunting African countries individually, and collectively, for years now. The whole of the SADC region is struggling to generate electricity for its 277 million people, yet the problem has been evident for years now.
Had our leaders possessed the mind of these two ladies, maybe by now they could have come up with solutions for the benefit of their citizens. Instead, some take advantage of problems to discredit the next leader or to prove that they are economic and strategic thinking experts.
I am not saying there is anything wrong with one trying to prove themselves as innovative leaders. Yes crisis situations are very good opportunities to show how one mastered the art of problem solving. However in some cases we should think beyond getting a pat on the back for being the wise one.
I couldn’t help thinking, in a perfect world the Home affairs should not turn a blind eye on the fact that corruption is something real, it’s breeding at their offices.
It’s hard not to think that the unnecessary bureaucracy is a ploy to motivate people to take the corrupt route.
Decentralizing of duties is also important; the first queue, where I spent over two hours, was only to see the Supervisor who would tell you what office to go to. Seriously.
Please allow me to be, and refuse to cheer and clap at every syllable that will come out of your mouth in the name of an important address.
I don’t want to pretend to approve of all the nonsense you are going to be churning out in between sips of mineral water, while the rest of us roast under the scorching sun with smelly armpits and sweaty foreheads.
Just for this one day, I want that which you share amongst yourselves. That which I hear is for the veterans.