Ba ba tlwaelwang are those who built this country

There is a pervasive feeling of hopelessness about it that accentuates the pre-existing morbid ambiance of our political space. Even as the nation mourns death of one of its finest daughters, you get a sense the tears are falling,  just as much, for our sorry state of affairs. There is that, “cry the beloved country” feeling in the air that just won’t go away.

I have had the fortune of living under four presidents, late president Sir Ketumile Masire, being the first. When Sir Seretse Khama died, I was only five.