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Do we now reside In pothole city

Someone called Anon once said ‘when life gives you lemons make lemonade’.

In our case we should adopt a variation of same that goes something like ‘when life gives you potholes, make pothole-ade’. Just kidding – don’t drink that. Our potholes have now crashed into the list of national concerns and nicely wedged themselves between the health sector and public service salaries. This was a silent creep that got louder and louder after the recent floods. My GPS doesn't say ‘turn left’; it says, ‘brace yourself for impact in 500 metres.’ Driving in most city roads has now turned into a quest to get to your destination with all four tyres still attached and your dental fillings intact.

Our vehicles suffer quite a lot. A long time ago before potholes came into fashion my vehicle dashboard had two orange lights and a red one which I nicely ignored and kept driving without any issues. Now thanks to the potholes the number of dashboard lights is around eight.

Editor's Comment
Child protection needs more than prevailing laws

The rise in defilement and missing persons cases, particularly over the recent festive period, points not merely to a failure of policing, but to a profound and widespread societal crisis. Whilst the Police chief’s plea is rightly directed at parents, the root of this emergency runs deeper, demanding a collective response from every corner of our community. Marathe’s observations paint a picture of neglect with children left alone for...

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