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Dear Quett

Good morning, Sir. My name is Kgosi. You wouldn’t remember me but we have met. In fact, we have a picture together. I hold the picture very close to my heart because you are the President under whom I grew up.

When you became President, I was only five. And boy, you were such a parent. We loved you.

Your administration educated me, Sir. I became a man, because I was in your very good hands. You had your mistakes, and some, you have acknowledged. I remember that you once manhandled a journalist.

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The Boko-led administration has to tread carefully

‘When you make peace withyourself, you make peace with the world’- Maha GhosanandaThis may come at a huge cost if not handled properly. What started off on Labour Day in Letlhakane this year, where Boko was in attendance when the militant lawyer-cum-trade unionist, Robert Rabasimane rebutted the President’s address in defence of the trade union has seemingly spiralled out of control. The issue is now creating a cat-and-mouse type of a...

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