Pilane: The gateway to power

During the campaigns leading to the general elections, we were involved in some sort of propaganda against each other.  When the Umbrella for Democratic Change (UDC) accused me of coming from Gaborone, I would respond by saying Modubule was my neighbour in Gaborone and his children were at my house having lunch. Modubule wasn’t impressed and he let me know so.

Our propaganda wasn’t malicious or hateful; it was friendlier. There was no animosity. Modubule didn’t expect to lose to a novice; I didn’t expect to win. The equation balanced.