David Mabuza, South Africa’s former Deputy President, died recently, leaving a mixed legacy. Known as “The Cat” for surviving political turmoil, Mabuza shaped key events, notably the 2017 ANC elective conference that favored Cyril Ramaphosa. Despite his influence, his tenure was marked by a lack of public presence and clarity in accomplishments.
So I’ve been coaching basketball in dusty gyms long enough to know that hope is dangerous, especially in the NBA. One minute you’re hyped about your team drafting the next big thing, and the next minute he’s playing in Slovenia on a two-way contract with a torn ACL and an NFT business. But every once […]
Zohran Mamdani, a socialist and state assembly member, is running a unique campaign for mayor of New York, focusing on issues like rising food costs and vendor permits. His relatable personality and innovative strategies challenge established politicians, highlighting the need for affordable living conditions and genuine representation in politics.
A lion attacked Metrod Tshuma in Victoria Falls, highlighting the ongoing issue of Human-Wildlife Conflict (HWC). As wildlife seeks to survive amidst habitat loss and population pressures, organizations like Victoria Falls Wildlife Trust work to foster coexistence and support local communities. Sustainable solutions are essential for both humans and wildlife to thrive together.
I’ve just returned from a soul-scorching weekend in Gokwe. No, not on some influencer retreat, but to stand on the dry earth where my grandfather was buried in 1975 — after dying while looking after his sick sister, a woman married off and moved away during one of those quiet displacements we’ve now learned to politely call “colonial history.”
Let me say this upfront: Zimbabwe didn’t just return to Test cricket against England at Trent Bridge after 22 years. We reappeared from the fog of memory, myth, and many mediocre Twitter threads. And somehow, we held our own.
You see, to understand why this mattered — really mattered — you need to know that Zimbabwean cricket is not just a sport. It’s a metaphor, a punchline, a political football, a WhatsApp rumour mill, a tale of lost innocence, and, recently, a redemption arc that would make Hollywood blush.
In case your WhatsApp university group has been mysteriously quiet this week (or your Indian roommate has been furiously refreshing the news while microwaving sadza), here’s a quick update: India and Pakistan almost nuked each other again, but now there’s a ceasefire. Phew.
Let’s unpack this mess with the seriousness it deserves and the humour it secretly needs.
Imagine this: you’re part of a settler colonial elite that enjoyed over three centuries of stolen land, free labour, racially segregated suburbs, and the unique privilege of not knowing who Brenda Fassie is — and then democracy happens. Tragic. So, like any self-respecting heir of colonial plunder, you pack your bags, grab your Bible, forget your history, and declare yourself a “refugee” fleeing the horrifying, unspeakable terror of… equality.
Look, I get it. “Woke” is annoying. Not the meaning—just the word. Like “moist” or “synergy,” it triggers something visceral. It’s everywhere. It’s in corporate hashtags, on reusable coffee cups, and occasionally screamed by your uncle who thinks Greta Thunberg is a sleeper agent sent by George Soros and Beyoncé.
But while you’re frothing at the mouth about Dr. Seuss being “cancelled,” may I humbly suggest: maybe, just maybe, the anti-woke movement is the real problem?
Let’s rewind.
So, in news that feels like the plot of a low-stakes political rom-com, Canada has voted. Again. And just when it seemed like the Liberals were heading straight to the graveyard of political irrelevance, they rose from the ashes like a maple-scented phoenix and… won. Their secret weapon? Not charisma. Not policy. Not even poutine-based […]
