Botswana, new kid on the block
I NEVER thought Botswana would join the African love-for-conflict saga in my lifetime.
Our country is joining the rest of Africa in resorting to conflict as an alternative, even circulating utterances of forced regime change.
The grass, always look greener on the other side, but is it? We have sung the song that it is important to have a change of government.
The alternative governance we seek, is to see how others (opposition) will fare and whether they will fulfill their promises to develop Botswana and her people.
We believe in the process of an election. The electorate must choose who should rule this country.
If the opposition want regime change they should unite and form one strong party to oppose the sitting government. One party, one president. Not a collaboration.
THE OPEN war against incumbent President, Seretse Khama Ian Khama, won’t hold water for too long. It is beginning to sound like a broken record.
If he steps down tomorrow, as President, what is going to change in this country? Will unemployment and poverty disappear?
We dare someone to answer these questions with hard facts and not jargon. Tell us specifics of how this man is destroying the democracy of this country. Not the old history of his flying helicopters.
During the end of former President Festus Mogae’s term and now in Khama’s “dictatorship”, malpractices and corruption have been probed.
We have even had high profile resignations in high places. The extra-judicial killings he has been accused to have instigated are before court.
The bone of contention is that the man is a dictator; but he has been in power for three years. In three years we go for the 2014 polls. Can’t we wait to see if he will refuse to step down if defeated?
WE HAVE stated before and for the record we state again, we don’t support Khama’s ruling party or any party for that matter.
But we want the best for our country, the only one we have and love with a passion.
We are concerned about outsiders being sourced to solve our “problems”. What problems, which those countries don’t have themselves?
We are a country which in 45 years of self-rule, haven’t managed to produce a box of matches. Yet we are confident that we can have a forced change of regime and join the Sudanese, Rwandans and Ivory Coasters in throwing our country into conflict and chaos! Not to mention Egypt, Libya and the Arab states.
Africa seems to thrive on conflict and enjoy pictures portraying malnourished victims of greed imposed wars, to the outside world.
Why do we copy bad habits and ignore those positive habits, which can escalate our country to higher heights of prosperity and success.
Our neighbour, (South Africa) whom we idolise fought imperialism. We now see that the white faces driving the expensive sedans and sporting utility vehicles (SUVs) in the colonial era have been replaced by a new breed of black faces.
These “black diamonds” (a colleague’s term) say they alsowant to shine.
They claim that it is their time to build P15 million mansions in posh surburbs while their electorateÑpoverty stricken, cry of hunger and are desolate. Definitely not what Tate Nelson Madiba Mandela fought for.
We understand the need for opposition to want their share of the taste of the state house, to be chauffer driven and the luxury of the life that comes with being first citizens.
But we demand good reasons to deserve this top positions, not utter jargon and blame on one man for the ills of 45 years of sorry governance.
Batswana are no longer sitting in the bars, enjoying chilled cheap beer. Due to expensive alcohol prices they have time to reflect and in soberness.
NOTHING LAST FOREVER
MY HEART bleeds when I see the once cool and deserted road to my bush home a hive of dust and reckless driving.
The pain intensifies as I reminisce of the young boys and girls some aged under-five, who used to walk on this road to their lands. Not any more. Now its more cars than donkey carts. Their parents have sold the land. They are the landless of the future.
They will remember their “lands” as memories of the past as they become beggars in their own country.
Gone are the days of cruising on this bush road. The gravel road provided the fun, a break from the traffic jams in the city. We didn’t need the tarmac. But now it is road from hell.
I stayed in Marokolwane since 2000, eleven years ago. But counting back the years of my youth, over 40 years ago, when we used to walk from Mochudi to Marokolwane, the accidents on this road canÕt amount to 10. Now vehicles overturn as the new settlers donÕt respect the masimo (lands), way of life, which culminate in the adage that there is Ôno hurry in BotswanaÕ. They drive recklessly, over 100kms per hour on gravel.
The serene abode which was my home of solace and peace has turned into a hustle and bustle of unbearabledust and frustration. A living nightmare.
I pray that the director of transport, Kabo Kote, also a resident will ask for this road to be tarred. since it is now over-used. It won’t be a conflict of interest or corruption. The paradigm has shifted.
He will be seen as the man who saved lives from the looming accidents which will be caused by the reckless new settlers who have dispossessed the communities of their land and their peace.