Universal suffrage: you bet! Informed: don�t be stupid!

Yesterday, like most of my fellow countrymen in the diaspora I selfishly embraced my opportunity to vote—to my enduring shame, it was a first for an ageing me, having ignored the last three installments!

I had the chance to vote, and duly did, the 40 kms drive to the polling station was no deterrent nor was the fact that I could not vote a local council representative of my choice. The past few days social media was replete with political messaging by Facebook savvy operatives and journalist-cum political operatives, these reached fever pitch and I for one was left with no choice but to temporarily ‘unfriend’ some good friends. I will re friend you guys post elections! My reading of the atmosphere in the electioneering thus far is that not much is on offer rather than the tired and worn out banality of political demagoguery and outright chicanery by the pretenders to the echelons of political power.

On my way back from the polling station, there in relative solitude, within the inert confines of my car save for the hum of the diesel engine I was jolted in to some soul searching.
l What really informed my vote?
l Does my vote really matter?
l Did I afford this noble activity due diligence, that is did I acquaint myself with the different political platforms/manifestoes before I cast my vote? Yes

Editor's Comment
Gov’t must rectify recognition of Khama as Kgosi

While it is widely acknowledged that Khama holds the title of Kgosi, the government’s failure to properly gazette his recognition has raised serious concerns about adherence to legal procedures and the credibility of traditional leadership. (See a story elsewhere in this newspaper.) Recent court documents by the Minister for Local Government and Rural Development, Kgotla Autlwetse, shed light on the intricacies of Khama’s recognition process....

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