I am half Shona and half Ndebele, and I walk both worlds proudly. And so as you begin to read this, never accuse me of being biased or prejudiced towards either, because it will be so much easier for some to find an excuse to dismiss this conversation than to objectively digest its truth. People will debate what was the cause of Gukurahundi and try … Continue reading Gukurahundi: Never Forget Zimbabwe’s Genocide
My mother knew I was obsessed with the television show Knight Rider–its a show with a talking car, what little kid wouldn’t—and so on some days on our way home as we turned into our street and she would put me on her laps, let go of the steering wheel and let the car glide to our driveway. She would then to turn to me … Continue reading My Obsession with Knight Rider: A Zimbabwean Story
I have friends that are stuck in those on-again off-again relationships. Like a pendulum swinging on a grandfather clock, they are caught in what seems to be an infinite and predictable loop. One day they tell you they are done and moving on, but the next day they say they are back together, things will be different, and they didn’t mean what they said the … Continue reading On-Again, Off-Again Relationships
Je plaisante sur le faite que l’Equipe de France représente l’Afrique, mais voici la réelle raison de mon obsession. L’équipe de football Française représente quelque chose de beau à mes yeux : c’est une équipe pleine d’histoires d’immigration qui montre au monde, aux politiciens, et aussi aux Français eux mêmes, la belle contribution de ces immigrés que nous traitons comme des ennemis. Dans un pays … Continue reading Pourquoi j’ai supporté la France durant le mondial même si je ne suis pas Français
I joke that the French team is representing Africa, but here is my real reason for my obsession. The French soccer team represents something beautiful to me: it’s a team full of diverse immigrant stories that show the world, politicians, and even the French citizens themselves, the wonderful and often understated contributions of the immigrants we often vilify and scapegoat. In a country that has … Continue reading Why I Cheered for France at the World Cup even Though I’m Not French
Regardless of political party or ideology, to those who are objective and intellectually honest, what I am about to say will be fair and irrefutable. The ruling ZANU party is corrupt and incapable of purging itself of that curse without having to toss out and prosecute more people than just the G40-affiliated characters. But one thing you have to give them credit for is how … Continue reading Zimbabwe Needs a Third, Viable Party!
Hey friends and stranger! I’m working on my next book. And like my last, Men Cheat More, Women Cheat Better: Stories and Conversations About Love, Life and Everything in Between (2017), my hope is to bring friends and strangers alike to share their voices and tell their own stories. What I’d be asking for would be a fully edited and proofread, original 500 – 2500 word … Continue reading Help Me Write My Next Book