NO POWER, NO WATER
TODAY IS my birthday. Never in these over five decades have i seen so much despondency in this country.
Just when I thought Botswana was entering the era of civilisation, it seems the country has glided back to the dark age.
My heart goes out to Mr President Lt. General Seretse Khama Ian Khama. How does he sleep at night when he knows that his electorate are not only in the dark, but do not have the very essence of life water.
In the offices, civil servants have embarked on a slow down mode following their unresolved wage hikes following theirdramatic trike.
Worse still, the parastatals who used to compete with the private sector have also taken to a slow down approach to their work. Due to financial constraints thanks to the global non-ending recession, there is anger, futility and fear of the unknown.
Children in high cost houses are battling to comprehend a life with no electrical energy.
Like the disadvantaged who have never seen a bulb, they have to do their homework in andlelight.
As if the lack of water and electricity is not enough, the escalation of corruption is of grave concern.
But the worst scenario is when the gatekeepers to the curbing of crime and corruption are the perpetrators.
And even more frustrating is when the President is unaware of what is going on in and around the country.
While he is in the process of ‘eradicating poverty’ by doling out blankets to keep his beloved warm, the eradication of poverty workshops are held to the tune of P2million per forum.
What a joke! After the workshops, the poverty stricken are left not only as poor as they have always been but frustrated as the speeches become meaningless and their children still cry for a plate of mealie meal.
We wonder if Mr President is aware of these multi million workshops which are aimed at teaching people not to be poor?
We have succumbed to apathy as the horrific sagas happening in our country leave our blood cold.
There is nowhere to run so we just watch as our diamond clad country sinks deeper and deeper into darkness.
Our country is under-siege. White collar crime is the order of the day.
The Rule of Law has been discarded as the selected few in power are running the country helter skelter.
These selected few have so much power, which makes our heart race when we wonder what makes them so powerful?
What is it they hold, which enables them to run our country as they please, as if it is their playground.
When fat corruption worms wobbled out of closets which have been ocked for decades, we thought we were heading somewhere in the curbing of corruption.In vain.
The investigation of these corruption scandals that rock our country are nothing but a facade—a smokescreen, a cover up meant to confuse the voters.
The small fish are the ones who take the rap while the Big fish always get away.
I dare Mr President to show me one Big Fish investigated for crime, who is behind bars or has been fired from their job. Not even one!.
Nothing is what it seems these days. Hungry, unscrupulous and greedy officers use their positions to line their pockets, though bribery, an art learnt from their bosses.
BUT EVEN more discontenting is the lack of an alternative government.
The “opposition” parties have even lost their ability to do what they do best, to oppose.
The “opposition” parties these days sound like the Botswana Democratic Party (BDP) Gone are the slamming of the BDP.
Botswana is indeed, a country under-siege. The parliament has become a waste of time where even the jokers have run out of jokes.
“Opposition” leaders have joined the gravy train and have forgotten about those who keep them in power as they are busy fighting for tenders.
It has become a dog eat dog scenario. The dissenting voices are too few and distant.
It seems like Mr President has read, The Art of War by Sun Tzu where the “opposition” is concerned. Tzusays:
“The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.” Tzu says “When the enemy is relaxed, make them toil.
When full, starve them. hen settled, make them move.” y heart goes out to Mr resident as his chosen few eep him in darkness, like the otswana Power Cut-Corporation BPC) keeps Batswana.