Moupo, comrades and the 'fear of debate'

"What's wrong with debate comrades? Di-comrade di gana an intellectual debate...mmm? What's wrong with engaging in an intellectual debate comrades? Ha e le gore di-comrades di na le di-issue tse ba bonang di batla go buiwa" Comrade Dayz, as he is affectionately called, says more to himself than to anyone as he watches a mob at the gate of the giant tank-like architectural eyesore that is Debswana Hall.

He squints and stares at the crowd. A swirl of agitated young people threatens to break into the hall. The security officers push forward, faces pale with terror.