Muckracker
The hunt for SADC babies
Muckraker is thrilled the SADC standby army will soon hit our shores. But her excitement has nothing to do with the prospects of those foreign soldiers spanking our mischievous soldiers
Madness on a lorry
BACK in the days in Mafube Muckraker used to wonder why students become unruly as soon as they entered a bus. They would sing, shout profanities and stomp their feet.
Weddings, chargers and our time
WE are living in insanely interesting times. That is why Muckraker will start with a passionate plea to her enemies. Here it goes: Comrades, please go slow on the witchcraft
NUL rascals and chicken farmers from China
MUCKRAKER did not receive her enlightenment at the National University of Lesotho (NUL). But that does not nullify her ideas about the university. A lot has been said about the
Run for dear life!
A man staggers into a Maseru police station, blood oozing from his head and belly. He begs to see the officer-in-charge. His plea granted, the man is ushered into an
Lop that lullaby
MALICE and banter aside, we are probably the most predictable people on earth. We are unrelenting and unwavering in our march to mediocrity. For instance, you have a sure chance
The backward one
IN moments of desperation we are all vulnerable to manipulation. Rocked by troubles Muckraker found herself imbibing the words of a loud-mouthed Pentecostal zealot who promised miracles. The man, with
Reporters and slow minds
UNCLE Tom’s government has barely gathered its spanners, but fear-mongers have already jumped into action with zest. The shrieking battalion has fl ed the madhouse and bedlam has ensued. So
Heartbreaks and thugs
IT’S not often that Muckraker braves the drive to her roots in Mafube. Were it not for her mother she would not bother to clumber the mountains to Qacha’s Nek.
Oh, Ramatsella!
Ramatšella, Ramatšella, Ramatšella! Where art thou? 60! That’s how many people rewarded him for his garrulous ways? Phew! 60! It is a scandal of epic proportions that only 60 people
