It is strange to be a Zimbabwean.
I haven’t been updating since five because I picked her up from work, then went over to her place to watch the election results on TV.
As I lay on the couch, flipping from BBC to Sky, I glanced over at her tap-tapping out the work she’d brought home. The typing stopped; she was watching the screen incredulously.
Me - “Isn’t it weird?”
“Mm-hmmm”, she nodded.
“We watch this same stuff on these same channels, be it East Timor, Chad, Kenya, whatever. And now, today it’s happening here … this is us. This is Zimbabwe.”
She gave me a plaintive, exhausted gaze. “Yah, sha.”
“Yah” is just about right.
Update: People say they’ve decided to give Uncle 52% and get a runoff with Morgan. I’ll stay up as long as I can and try stay updated.
For the second time in a row, my name was missing from the voters’ roll.
In 2005, my name was missing from the roll, and although I registered again, I went to Avondale Primary School this morning and well, sure as shit, my name could not be found.
Again.
It’s also been pretty quiet down here. Avondale Primary had quite a few people in the morning, but I’ve driven past there twice since lunch-time and the place is virtually deserted.
And even in my trips to the shops and everything, I haven’t seen a single pink finger.
Low turnout, anyone? Or is it just here.
Update: I’ve been following coverage of the count and announcements, and will be posting updates in the comments section
An important lesson was cemented for me this week: never pass judgement on ‘clear and shut cases’ because there are always material facts that have been omitted. So Pius has finally come out and admitted to his shenanigans and getting down with some OPP.
Now this blows on two fronts; not only did he break his vow of celibacy (which really is too tall a command for some of our brothers because zvinhu zvinotapira, I cannot tell a lie) but to then compound it by borrowing someone else’s wife in the process? I guess his reasoning was if you are going to commit a crime you might as well go the whole nine yards, in for a penny in for a pound as some would say. Why do things in half measures?
Still though, I really think that the Catholic Church needs to give up on this celibacy fallacy because it does them no favours, especially when no other denomination makes such heavy demands on its clergy. Are they surprised then that numbers of new recruits are falling? Hell, there is only so far that Palm-ela can take you, and all those little boys who are then inadvertently put on the firing line, all those altar boys who have to dodge those bullets.
So I say bring on the skanky hoes, ngatidyei tese because abstinence is one thing, self-delusion another.
On a personal note, I have made the symbolic gesture of cutting up my credit card to break the cycle of debt. I am tired of the credit card having me by the figurative balls every month and of being beholden to greedy egotistical malingering little paper pushing parasites.
Dear Hillary Clinton.
Everyone agreed that Florida and Michigan wouldn’t count. Because the states’ Party leaders fucked up and broke the rules, holding their primary erections before they were ALLOWED to.
Now you say fuck it, those primaries were kosher. Forget the Party rules, let alone your WORD.
Uhm, hello?
I’m not big on religious practice and observance. Neither am I a big fan of holiday travel, when everyone and their mates are drinking and driving. I’m not even a huge fan of working over the holiday, when the offices (and the Internets) are at their quietest.
So I’m working on the following premise; Friday aside, I’ll basically be Free Mandela this long weekend, alternating between doing some back exercises (hmmm) and having a few pints. I’m pretty sure I can fit in a couple of football matches in there, and the odd game of pool.
Well, bar the old hangover / relaxation spell, that’s about it. Actually, sounds like a pretty normal weekend in the Fun Capital then. So see you at the Scud, bitches.
What are you doing this weekend?
