Batswana are a sick population, sick in body, sick in mind. Through the Princess Marina corridors I was recognised, greeted and engaged in conversation on the numerous ailments and conditions which afflict us together within and outside the corridors. Foremost physical affliction and subject of conversation, in Botswana is no longer HIV/AIDS the killer disease of the recent past, rather Sugar Diabetes, High Blood pressure, Cancer and for oldies, arthritis. Mentally, this being anno domini 2014, the fever is, general elections.
This being the final week of supplementary registration period for October elections, my topic after ascertaining why my fellow outpatients, many of them of working age, were not at work, but idling in the hospital corridors, was to find out whether comrades-in-physical suffering had registered for October elections? Before my question could be answered and adequately debated, because believe it or not, the question, to vote or not, is not the simplest question to answer on the eve of October 2014.
