Never enough words

Reading, is a true love. I always feel such grief when I come to the end of a book, and must vacate the space away from here and now that it invited me to, wrapped me up and swallowed me up with. Often times, I allow myself a brief moment to wallow, not just in the loss of beautiful fascination, but also the retiring of cheers awarded to characters, snide comments slashed across the neck a of villains, and the tragic end friendship so brief, deep and tender, wedged into 500 or so pages, margins justified and lines sufficiently spaced, but never enough words for loss. 

The day my President Threw Dust

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I am offended that people think holding a different opinion to the President is to attack him, and it is “unpatriotic”. Do we not understand that democracy, in the most basic of terms, is based on the freedom of opinion and expression? That a difference of opinion is not a declaration of war?
I agree that giving a woman a position of power that she has rightfully earned is an empowerment of women. I am appalled that ANYONE in this day and age, would also hold the opinion that said women must also be THANKFUL for said post, that it is ENOUGH to be the first female Speaker of Parliament, and she should not strive for more.
 
In all frankness, we must ask ourselves, would we have the same opinions if it were a man, having served as Speaker of Parliament, written a controversial book and publicly declared aspirations of leading the country. Would we then ask, “Why is he not GRATEFUL? Wasn’t it ENOUGH that he got to lead all these ministries, and serve in countless diplomatic missions?” Would we honestly say to our friends, “But why can’t he just go home, and lead a quiet existence, away from politics?”
 
What does Democracy truly mean to us? What does the Empowerment of Women mean to us? Do we have a truthful, honest understanding of Feminism? What about Gender Equality and Equity?

The Reluctant Writer

Sometimes, you see it coming.

Articles, nouns and adjectives group together, you hear the whispers.

A plan is afoot.

Verbs and adverbs commentate discreetly.

Sometimes, it is an urgent surprise in the night.
Thunderous assault on the windows of your eyes, jolting you out of sleep,

“You need to write it!”, says one voice.

“Fine! I’ll fetch a pen” says yours,

Reluctantly.

The Fall

Oh how they fell,

The mighty

From the slippery veils of Pretentious Hill

In thunderous thuds,

Buried in thick clouds of sunbaked dust

Mangled bodies

Littered the jagged foot of Pretentious Hill

Mutilated mouths, twisted ajar

Frozen in pantomime prayer to unforgiving gods

Rock plunged deep into skull

Split wide-open,

Overripe fruit in the sun

Rivers of blood,

Soaked the thirsty earth

Break away

Where does a blogger with writers block go when that writers block has taken over their life for over a year?

Firstly, may I preceded by saying,I’m cannot speak for all creative souls, we all see things in different ways, and draw our inspiration from many, varied sources.

That said, I feel I must explain my own recent absence from the blogosphere.

I often draw inspiration from intense emotion. Extreme happiness, or excitement work fine for me, but sadness works the best of all emotions. In the past year or so, I have allowed myself to slip into a place (at least emotionally), of complete and utter complacency. Uninspired to go either way, or truly invest myself in anything, or (even more sad) anyone. You know how Nicki Minaj says,”to live doesn’t mean you’re alive”?, well that was me. Living, but not alive.

I needed a break. A moment away from all the worries in my plate, away from friends, family. Away from worrying that I didn’t have time to get away, away from EVERYTHING.

This past weekend, I finally got my break, and I feel that excitement I used to wake up with returning, and with it, a stirring within me to write!

Forgetting to forget

I have yet to forget how your skin feels against my hand,

Or how your chest heaves when you pant with excitement.

 

I am yet to forget

how your wavy hair turns up around the edges

when it goes unkept for too long.

 

I am yet to forget because, I have never forgotten.

 

I have never forgotten how to love you

Nor have I forgotten

how our bodies fit perfectly into each other

The way you heart raced when our hands locked.

 

I have never forgotten to miss you

How your laugh sent my heart racing,

Or that smile you have when I think you’re sleeping,

but you know I’m watching you

 

I’ve never forgotten the confidence of your voice,

How estranged you are to doubt.

I miss that silly smile that you bargain with,

Such mischief!

 

I’ve never forgotten your touch,

Light

fingers dancing on my skin.

Exhilarating,

electrifying shivers dance down my spine.

 

I have not forgotten the rasp of your hair against my hand.

“Gosh, you’re hairy!” I’d say, “So are you” you’d reply,

We break out in laughter,

and I see that precious gap between your teeth.

 

I have not forgotten,

and every day away from you,

I don’t forget loving you.

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Pelonomi Venson-Moitoi : a Pioneer of the Gender Agenda

Recently, I was listening to Minister of Education & Skills Development, Pelonomi Venson-Moitoi’s interview on Yarona FM’s morning talk show. Mma Moitoi mentioned her intentions to develop a BDP that is more accessible to youth through social media and other youth-friendly platforms. She also made clear her stand that time has come for a capable woman to hold key leadership positions within the BDP. For those of you who don’t know, Mma Moitoi is running for BDP Chairperson this weekend in Maun, and I wish her the very best of luck.

 

I feel Mma Moitoi has faced the brunt of Batswana in her capacity as minister for one of the most troubled ministries in our country. From constant frustrations and anger of parents, teachers and students for many, various reasons, Mma Moitoi has taken it all in her stride, and made a better ministry of MoESD than when she took the reigns. It is also my opinion that she has done in the last 3 or 4 years, what many before her failed to do in their time with the ministry. For the first time in a very long time, our nation builders – teachers – are happy with their working conditions, there is progression in the workplace and say what you will, but the quality of educationin our public schools is improving. With the recent inception of the National Internship Program, MoESD has led the way by offering actual work placements for its interns, from teaching posts to public relations officers, you name it.

 

Mma Moitoi has been instrumental in expanding the tertiary education sector, encouraging private institutions to offer creditable courses to deserving Batswana. She has also (through partnerships with other ministries) encouraged the growth and acknowledgement of vocational training in Botswana. Vocational training institutes and trainers must all now answer to an authority that ensures they are qualified enough to deliver services. This has ensured that we (as a nation) stop looking down on our brothers and sisters in vocational trade. There are now systems in place to ensure that you now know and trust when you call on a plumber or an electrician that s/he knows exactly what they are doing.

 

As a young man working for the empowerment of women and the championing of the Gender Agenda, I stand behind Mma Moitoi 100%.

 

I not only feel it is high-time women in Botswana had a great say in politics and the running of this country, but also that Mma Moitoi is the right woman to further this goal. She has proven herself a worthy candidate, her work speaks for itself.

 

I do not support Mma Moitoi simply because I am a “feminist” or a “gender bigot”, but because I honestly believe she is the change that the BDP needs.

 

We have already entrusted women with key positions throughout the country, from Attorney General to Central Bank Governor, not to mention a growing number of CEO positions in influential private-sector companies across the board. This is definitely a step in the right direction, but still not enough, progress must still be made.

 

This March, Botswana hosted SADC’s Gender Protocol Summit under the theme “2015, Yes we Must!” against the backdrop of our mediocre performance on the SADC Gender Protocol Barometer of 2012 (we ranked sixth out of 15 SADC member states). In the same month, we joined the world in commemorating International Women’s Day under the theme, “The Gender Agenda: Gaining Momentum”, but what have we done as a nation to encourage gaining of momentum on the gender agenda?

 

Botswana Democratic Party already has a very large following in the country, and I believe if they carried forward the baton for gender mainstreaming, and the empowerment of women, the nation would follow. I am not rallying for the ascension of deadwood women simply for being women, I am advocating for recognition of women who have earned their stripes and proven to be worthy of the cake.

 

I would vote for Pelonomi Venson-Moitoi, and so should you.

 

Recently, I was listening to Minister of Education & Skills Development, Pelonomi Venson-Moitoi’s interview on Yarona FM’s morning talk show. Mma Moitoi mentioned her intentions to develop a BDP that is more accessible to youth through social media and other youth-friendly platforms. She also made clear her stand that time has come for a capable woman to hold key leadership positions within the BDP. For those of you who don’t know, Mma Moitoi is running for BDP Chairperson this weekend in Maun, and I wish her the very best of luck.

 

I feel Mma Moitoi has faced the brunt of Batswana in her capacity as minister for one of the most troubled ministries in our country. From constant frustrations and anger of parents, teachers and students for many, various reasons, Mma Moitoi has taken it all in her stride, and made a better ministry of MoESD than when she took the reigns. It is also my opinion that she has done in the last 3 or 4 years, what many before her failed to do in their time with the ministry. For the first time in a very long time, our nation builders – teachers – are happy with their working conditions, there is progression in the workplace and say what you will, but the quality of educationin our public schools is improving. With the recent inception of the National Internship Program, MoESD has led the way by offering actual work placements for its interns, from teaching posts to public relations officers, you name it.

 

Mma Moitoi has been instrumental in expanding the tertiary education sector, encouraging private institutions to offer creditable courses to deserving Batswana. She has also (through partnerships with other ministries) encouraged the growth and acknowledgement of vocational training in Botswana. Vocational training institutes and trainers must all now answer to an authority that ensures they are qualified enough to deliver services. This has ensured that we (as a nation) stop looking down on our brothers and sisters in vocational trade. There are now systems in place to ensure that you now know and trust when you call on a plumber or an electrician that s/he knows exactly what they are doing.

 

As a young man working for the empowerment of women and the championing of the Gender Agenda, I stand behind Mma Moitoi 100%.

 

I not only feel it is high-time women in Botswana had a great say in politics and the running of this country, but also that Mma Moitoi is the right woman to further this goal. She has proven herself a worthy candidate, her work speaks for itself.

 

I do not support Mma Moitoi simply because I am a “feminist” or a “gender bigot”, but because I honestly believe she is the change that the BDP needs.

 

We have already entrusted women with key positions throughout the country, from Attorney General to Central Bank Governor, not to mention a growing number of CEO positions in influential private-sector companies across the board. This is definitely a step in the right direction, but still not enough, progress must still be made.

 

This March, Botswana hosted SADC’s Gender Protocol Summit under the theme “2015, Yes we Must!” against the backdrop of our mediocre performance on the SADC Gender Protocol Barometer of 2012 (we ranked sixth out of 15 SADC member states). In the same month, we joined the world in commemorating International Women’s Day under the theme, “The Gender Agenda: Gaining Momentum”, but what have we done as a nation to encourage gaining of momentum on the gender agenda?

 

Botswana Democratic Party already has a very large following in the country, and I believe if they carried forward the baton for gender mainstreaming, and the empowerment of women, the nation would follow. I am not rallying for the ascension of deadwood women simply for being women, I am advocating for recognition of women who have earned their stripes and proven to be worthy of the cake.

 

I would vote for Pelonomi Venson-Moitoi, and so should you.

 

A Crush

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Having a crush on someone is actually a vicious, mean lil cycle. All you do is think bout them, then you call, have long conversations about nothing particularly productive, then as soon as that’s done, y’all hang up and you’re right back to thinkin bout em. You find another excuse to call and there, right back to Square 1.

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I had a sit-down with the truth today. It was not pretty, or warm, nor did it come to me with open arms and cup of honeyed tea in one hand.

It stung. It was cold and it was mean.

but i am glad we had that sit-down this afternoon. I let my heart bleed out on the nice floor and my cheeks run with the rivers of my eyes.

and afterwards, i carried the truth into my heart and walked away. it was heavy and i still limp from that weight, but it felt good to finally know that truth.