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.