There is an enduring wisdom in the decision of the founding president Sir Seretse Khama to separate royalty from politics.
Politics by its nature is a game of contestation open to all and sundry but royalty is a platform of exclusive privilege reserved for a very select few. Batswana are naturally a conservative people who
defer to their traditional leadership. But with the advent of politics, they have had to learn a new culture; a new and untested type of leadership. Some 53 years later into our republican constitution, this remains a work in progress! It’s amazing that our founding leaders were men and women blessed not with education, but wisdom. They were able to see beyond the obvious and tried to sidestep some of the pitfalls that littered their path. One of those was the ability to understand the concept of separation of powers! They realised that traditional leadership posed a serious threat to republicanism and in their wisdom established a separate structure known as House of Chiefs as an advisory body of the Legislature (Parliament).
It was thus self-evident that one could not serve in the Executive or Legislature whilst maintaining one’s status and position as Kgosi. This also speaks to our Patriachs’ understanding of the concept of good governance. That is what Seretse Khama a legitimate Kgosi of the BaNgwato tribe did when he decided with his compatriots, to form the Botswana Democratic Party. The same was true for the legitimate Kgosi of BaNgwaketse, Kgosi Bathoen II, who abdicated his throne in favour of his son, Kgosi Seepapitso III, when he joined the opposition Botswana National Front.
Dikgosi of other tribes seemed not so much interested in politics then in any case they had already been involved in the Legislative Council in the lead-up to independence. It was clear at the time as it should be clearer now, that the sanctity of Bogosi a cusodian of a people’s culture and history ought not to be defiled by politics a free for all leadership contest. But over time we have seen politics relegating Bogosi to irrelevance. Ntlo Ya Dikgosi today remains just a hollow institution with absolutely no powers! It cannot even adjudicate on Bogosi disputes let alone craft or articulate
any policies that will determine our cultural identity as a nation and as individual tribal groupings. It’s a dead institution, because that was always the intention from the beginning! The initiated may as well see the wisdom in the late Dr. Kenneth Koma’s thesis ‘Chieftainship in Crisis’ and subsequent calls for a House of Representatives! This explains why dikgosi are currently showing lots of
defiance towards political leadership.
But we know it is an exercise in futility Politics is our current reality, we must live with it! And this means respecting the rules of its game, however oppressive, we must try to adapt. You see Kgosi Tawana Moremi of BaTawana or Kgosi Lotlamoreng II of BaRolong have been forced into politics against their will, but what have they achieved for their respective tribes? Tawana now an independent Member of Parliament is still fighting tooth and nail against the government of his former party to reclaim for his tribe Moremi Game Reserve, but it looks like a losing battle! On the other hand Lotlamoreng has been very quiet about the BaRolong Farms, which used to consitute the food basket of this country! Only Lt. Gen. Ian Khama has been the exception to the rule. He was thrust into leadeship from an early age the youngest Army Brigadier in the world; Sovereign of BaNgwato; rose to be Commander of Botswana Defense Force and ultimately sat at the pinnacle of state power, as President! As former president, he’s been thrown into a completely new territory, an alien place where he cannot operate to the best of his abilities.
If he cannot be president of the BDP then he must find an alternative party. The Umbrella for Democratic Change seemed like a perfect vehicle, but the problem is it is led by Duma Boko, a native of Mahalapye in the Central District! In any case, the UDC rank and file would be incensed at the thought of Khama leading them. The only option left for Khama – which we expect him to announce
this coming Saturday at the Serowe Kgotla in clear violation of those noble values that seek to preserve the sanctity of our Bogosi is to form his own party. There are quite a number of disgruntled BDP members, some of whom are bitter with the outcome of Bulela Ditswe or the party’s primary elections and want out of the BDP if only to get a chance to stand for the October general elections. Others are sworn foes of the sitting president Dr. Mokgweetsi Masisi for various reasons and would be too happy to join forces with Khama in his new party to unseat him or split the votes
in favour of the opposition! There is a good chance that even some of the fence-sitting and prevaricating ministers and MPs would be emboldened by Khama’s decision if he were to defy all advice and convention to form a new party if only to spite his father’s legacy!
Whatever transpires, we must thank Khama for shaping and deepening this country’s democracy. He will be remembered among the Movers and Shakers of BDP, who nudged a nation out of its slumber and dared it to take its destiny in its own hands! Just like the towering person of Dr. Kenneth Koma, who could not accept that someone else could assume the reins of leadership of the BNF and decided to form the now defucnt National Democratic Front you can be sure that Khama is also destined to repeat this history on the BDP flipside. Perhaps he should name the party, Botswana National Democratic Party (BNDP).
This lockdown is going to plunge many into depression
Dear Mokgweetsi Masisi
Today, Wednesday April 1, 2020, marks exactly two years since you were sworn in as President of this republic, and I wonder how you will be celebrating this milestone while under quarantine. Kana right now we could be coming over there to celebrate with you had you not blundered by attending that State House pool party in Namibia. Your residence would be lit this time, ree ja joy in celebration of your second anniversary since your ascendance to the highest office on the Tswana land. Knowing you, this corona thing would have been shoved aside to allow the world to know gore you are turning two years as President – even after announcing a lockdown on Tuesday. Akere wena you are often thus – you say this, you do the other. Kana gape it would be your chance to show that Namibian President gore le wena you can gather people for a celebration even amidst this state of public emergency. Akere le ene despite global warnings against international travel he decided to host a party and invited you – the result of which you are now in quarantine. I just wonder how Atsile and MmaAtsile are coping with an absent Daddy and Hubby. In fact, we haven’t heard much of our lovely First Lady since you went into quarantine – even at this odd hour when a mother-figure is needed to reassure the nation that all will be alright. O re costile motherlove Morena. Kana if it wasn’t for that reckless trip, we could be seeing her around with you. Jaanong mmanyana gatwe a seka a go atumela shem…
Anyway, it was great to see you looking fit and strong on Tuesday morning BraMEK, and we are glad you are showing no signs of infection. Kana yo mogare e bile ga o tlhaole. It doesn’t care if you are a British Prime Minister, German Chancellor or a Royal Prince. Neither does it care if you are a Head of State, or popular football star or internationally-acclaimed movie star – e ralla anyone Covid-19, rich or poor; black or white and everything in between. So seeing you looking that healthy after that risky Namibia trip has helped reassure us that within the gloom and doom of the socio-economic crisis created by the virus world-wide, there is that silver lining of remembering that it does not just infect unless invited to, and that even when it has infected one, death is not always a given. I realise however that you waited for your anniversary day to pass without impediment before you could institute the start of the lockdown tomorrow. We support your decisiveness nonetheless and promise to abide by the guidelines laid before us to boost our survival chance against this monster of a virus. I see you have even tried to do all in your power to ensure individuals and business entities do not feel the extreme wrath of this Covid-19 and the attendant lockdown. Among the things in your rescue package I see you talk of tax holidays for businesses; access to credit; immediate reconnection of water; decrease in fuel prices; an economic stimulus package; loan guarantees for businesses; restructuring of loans with banks; relaxed payment of insurance premiums for both individuals and companies; provision of a wage subsidy for citizen employees of businesses mostly affected by the virus in order to enable them to retain employees; expedited payments to business entities by government and parastatals … and other interventions intended go fokotsa manokonoko a Covid-19. Yet there are those still in tears Big MEK, who ask gore bone gatwe bone ke ba ga mang. These are the folks who live from hand to mouth, who worry that the lockdown will kill them even faster than the virus itself. Akere Tautona there are people who make an instant daily stipend from clearing the weeds, doing laundry, selling fatcakes, selling cooltime, veggies, sweets and mabudula on the streets as well as those who sell traditional beer? How do they make money for their groceries ne Tautona? What measures do you have in place for them? In your address on Tuesday morning you did not elaborate on that and I pray that by the time this letter reaches you, you would have clarified the matter. Kana these are the people who will not comply because one way or the other, they would have to go out there to hassle. I bet they were wondering who exactly you were talking to when you mentioned the issue of panic buying. You need to urgently come up with a plan for them BraMEK, otherwise they may have to choose between death by hunger and death by corona. Go riana there is one mosadimogolo in Ramotswa who was made to spill away her traditional brew last week, despite having started the fermentation process two days before Trade Minister Peggy Serame decreed that there would be no sale of alcohol. Gatwe mosadimogolo o sale a bedisa ka Tuesday before the ban on sale of alcohol was announced ka Thursday. Her brew got ready for sale on Saturday but your men of the law came hard on her, making her throw it all away. Imagine such instances BraMEK on our oldies who seem to have been left out in your disucusions ahead of the sale ban of bojwala. Others BraMEK say you never even bothered to address their worries against landlords who will still demand rent for their houses despite the tenants not going out to work and make money on the streets. There are also these chaps who depend on our absence from our homes to make a living – the ones who take advantage of our absence to break into our homes to take what they never had to sweat for. Ba re o ba bolaile because homesteads will be occupied throughout the day. They worry that with soldiers and police officers expected to be unleashed on the streets, they may have a difficult time to do any work at night. And in the case these chaps continue to work and flout the lockdown and extreme social distancing rules, what can we expect you to do with them Tautona? Could they straightaway be charged with attempted murder should they test positive for coronavirus? Akere by coming into our homes they would have exposed us to harm? And then there are the ladies of the night BraMEK, although I know you would argue that the law does not recognise them. But hey, they are there and their hassle is real. If you are going to keep their customers under lockdown, how will they survive? Kana e bile these days they are a bit sophisticated – they rent houses from which they operate, where their clients meet them for a roll in the hay. They have to make money for both the rent and their meals. If we don’t aid them they too pose a risk as they might sneak out to go and meet their clients ‘halfway’ and end up infecting each other. As I said earlier, I hope you do something about these forgotten citizens, even if it is it could mean dropping a bag of Tsabana in each household. Note also that suddenly – after you announced the lockdown – some employers out there are beginning to label their traditionally lowly-regarded workers as ‘essential service employees.’ Yet they have nothing to offer them commensurate with the new label. Others are dismissing employees already, claiming the lockdown will kill their business. And with the grounding of public transport vehicles, these companies have no plan how to get their essential service workers to the workplace. Ne kere le bone ba o ba tlhodumele Tautona. And on a more serious note, I worry about our mental health BraMEK. I tell you this lockdown is going to have its toll on the mental health of many. There is too much anxiety right now and there is a general fear of the unknown. With no light visible at the other end of the tunnel, many will be choking in there, worried about the uncertainty of everything including the well-being of relatives, the security around their jobs, the inability to attend funerals of their loved ones… resulting in rising stress levels and possible depression. Some couples will be annoying each other and expect cases of GBV to rise during this period. I hope you will look into such matters to ensure people are given some form of counselling and advice, especially through television and radio. Otherwise we thank you for acting on this lockdown thing sooner than later – although I still feel it should have come earlier. It was always going to be pointless to wait for deaths to go uncontrollably high before we could take the virus seriously. You had no choice but to put us down into extreme social distancing. Mistakes are going to happen along the way, and I hope we will help you go through correcting them amicably together without pointing fingers. And what an opportune time for bonding to happen! Parents will school their children and tertiary students will have enough time to reorganise themselves in preparation of the next time the coursework rooms open. Husbands and wives who all along did not see eye to eye will emerge from this lockdown a lot closer. And during the potentially lonely days, I hope there will be enough and clear communication to keep people at ease. For now it is Goodbye Mr President. Pass my warmest regards to my cousin Neo and her little girl. And sorry about the sleepless nights you and especially Health Minister Lems Kwape have to endure. I really feel for the poor chap; and pass this message to him that we all love him. We see what he is doing and what he is going through. Cheers for now MEK.
This year marks my 10th year as an employee of The Botswana Guardian and The Midweek Sun newspapers, under the CBET Pty Ltd company.
I still remember one afternoon of 2010 when I was in Francistown. I was waiting for my graduation from the University of Botswana where I did Bachelor of Media Studies. I had just started a freelancing job with Mmegi in the Ghetto when one of the Guardian/Sun managers Tlotlo Mbazo called me offering a job opportunity. See, during our time, UB newspaper- then known as The UB Horizon was hyped and big.
We distributed it across newsrooms in the country. In addition to this, one of my former Journalism lecturers Julia Cass had advised us to always cut our articles and keep portfolios and later send them across media houses for opportunities. So when MmaMbazo called me about an opportunity that had come up, I knew she had seen my work that I had submitted a few months before closing at UB.
Coming into the Guardian/Sun newsroom the first days was exciting yet challenging at the same time. I found many male colleagues that were also very loud and pushy. Intimidating. At times, annoying. Some were old, reminding me of the set up in international newsrooms where journalists are older. The 24 year-old me then was timid and emotional…but zealous and curious. I was impressed however by the female journos that oozed energy and passion.
The truth about the media industry is that there was a time when it was male-dominated. Women were thrown into light beats and strong ones were tackled by males. Though it was the case with Guardian/Sun then, seeing the likes of Phemelo Ramaribeng nee Ramasu pursue News was encouraging. Her human interest stories to a larger extent contributed to my love for Human Rights issues.
I worked under the leadership of great men who all shaped my career in special ways. The likes of peculiar Mpho Dibeela who has since gone into newspaper ownership; Mike Mothibi, the sophisticated writer with a passion for farming; courageous Abraham Motsokono who called a spade a spade and not a big spoon; fatherly Ernest Moloi who helped build resilience in me; Mbazo, woman of the board who leads tenderly but with a stern posture; Justice Kavahematui with a very calm demeanor; Joe Brown-Tlhaselo the perfectionist who pays attention to every detail in the paper – in fact it was Joe-Brown who welcomed me the first day by offering me a chair and lunch! And then there is Boitshepo Balozwi, my editor-turned-friend who every now and then blesses me with pearls of wisdom when ‘the devil wants to lie,’ as well as Dikarabo Ramadubu, our moving encyclopaedia.
Still under this list falls Beatrice Mbulawa, the magnificent General Manager who came with a unique style of managing a media house as a finance-steel lady. Joel Konopo and Ntibinyane Ntibinyane have always been deep hence their now establishment of the bullish INK Centre for Investigative Journalism. In 2012, they took me to Amabunghane Centre for Investigative Journalism in South Africa where my mindset changed altogether. That was an investment that I will always use in my Journalism. Douglas Tsiako also deserves recognition for always believing in me. Special mention of Ditiro Motlhabane for always putting me on my toes about my stories as my News Editor.
My colleagues across every department in The Guardian/Sun throughout the decade, both new and old, have been fascinating. The team is a rare, winning breed. Group dynamics is as real as it gets but I can say unfazed, that I learn a lot from every single individual in our newsroom. The energy here is right. It’s amazing.
So much can be said about my decade in our newsroom. Perhaps, my number one lesson is that of servitude. Journalists are servants. They should serve. At church we say EBENEZER – Thus far the Lord has brought me. Thank you.
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