the monitor

INK SPILLS

Years ago somewhere in the middle of my varsity vacation, my dad finally snapped. After three weeks of me doing nothing but playing Nintendo and depleting groceries faster than a military battalion, he decided enough was enough. So he called up a friend and said, ‘Employ this child before he eats us into bankruptcy.’

I was instantly an employee of a government department with zero ‘real’ skills, armed only with enthusiasm, questionable time management and the ability to survive on fat cakes and soup.

They gave me a title that suspiciously sounded like it wasn’t anywhere in their establishment register. I remember one colleague hobbled off in horror when I told him my title.

Editor's Comment
Get back what was stolen, and lock the door

That a single private law firm pocketed P6.5 million for just four cases, out of a total P11.1 million paid for 25 matters, reeks of a system that was not merely disorganised but open to abuse.Bayford has taken a welcome first step by telling the Public Accounts Committee the truth. Now he must act decisively to ensure it never happens again and that any money lost to wrongdoing is recovered.The figures are staggering. Whilst ordinary Batswana...

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