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Rethabile’s weakness and gift

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As we buried Rethabile Mosisili last Saturday, it was as if my heart was with him in the coffin. It had been a difficult week for Rethabile’s relatives and friends who had to endure snide and cruel comments about the cause of his death.
One man told me that Rethabile deserved to die because of his love for the bottle. Some echoed the same sentiments on Facebook.

Those unpleasant comments specifically targeted at a dead man and his grieving family, in general, reminded me of 2 Corinthians 12:7-10, where Paul has some profound things to say about the theme of strength in weakness.

“To keep me from being too elated by the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from being too elated. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

As I grow older I have become increasingly aware of my weaknesses and of those around me. As such, I will be the first to admit that Rethabile had a weakness.
Paul talks about a thorn in his flesh. We are not sure exactly what that ‘thorn’ was. Nevertheless, he described it as a messenger of Satan to harass him and pleads with God to take it away. And God says, “My grace is sufficient for you. For my power is made perfect in weakness.”
Obviously what Paul called his “thorn in the flesh” was some kind of physical ailment that caused him great distress. These verses are such a different way to think and live. They speak to being content with weaknesses and insults.

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Rethabile identified with Paul, thorns come in many shapes and sizes.
Rethabile had a thorn in his flesh and that thorn was alcoholism that harassed him almost all of his adult life.
His thorn was painful beyond measure because it subjected him to public ridicule and shame. I am sure it was unbearable.
It darkened his whole journey. I used to think it would cripple his usefulness but he always found a way to be useful.

Most Basotho were unable to see any good in Rethabile’s thorn. But just because you and I can’t find a good reason for a thorn, doesn’t mean there isn’t one. I am not glorifying alcohol but in Rethabile’s case it made any gathering casual and friendly. You need to understand that alcohol is a social lubricant. When people are casual and friendly there is no room for petty judgements, etiquettes of social hierarchy and fawning.

That is why you would find the son of Lesotho’s prime minister in the local public bar, mingling with strangers who became his friends.
Alcoholism also had the unique and beatific ability to spin laughter. Rethabile was a very funny person even though his humour was very wicked on some days.
With alcohol strangers become friends, friends become cliques and cliques become vast drinking scenes. It was the golden bond that connected the son of the Prime Minister with most of his friends and acquaintances.

It was the shame of alcoholism that made him humble though he was the son of one of the most powerful people in Lesotho. It was strangers who genuinely liked him, who became very powerful allies because they would come to his aid when he least expected it. As a result, it made him have ubuntu (humanity) .

I would remind many that had it not been for alcohol some would not have known Rethabile, let alone mingle with him.
Many sons and daughters of presidents or prime ministers in Africa have flamboyant lifestyles and have no inhibitions.
They spend lavishly on their birthdays, anniversaries and weddings.

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Rethabile had a simple, humble wedding. I do not remember him spending lavishly on his birthday.
While he battled alcoholism, some sons and daughters of African presidents, prime ministers and ministers were busy looting government coffers and getting kickbacks from multinational companies keen to secure tenders and exploit national resources.

I once asked him why the son of the most powerful person remained a public servant. He laughed and said: “Do not worry about me Mr. Matlosa, I am fine.”
He was just fine where he was.
I am glad that at his funeral, Rethabile was not accused of embezzling funds from the government or abusing his position as the son of a prime minister.
He was only accused of his alcoholism and wicked humour.

Meanwhile, Isabel dos Santos, the daughter of Angola’s former president, was accused of corruption and embezzlement when her father was in power.
In 2012, the New York Times reported that US police had seized assets belonging to Teodoro Nguema Obiang Mangue, the Equatorial Guinea president’s son. Among the seized items were a US$2 million wine collection, a US$180 million building in Paris thought to have 101 rooms, including a Turkish bath, a hair salon, two gym clubs, a nightclub, a movie theatre and furniture worth US$50 million.

Remember the famous party of President Zuma’s sons. In April 2009, twins Duduzile and Duduzane had earned a reputation for their blinged-out lifestyle. Duduzile’s birthday bash at the Inanda Club in Sandton attracted 600 guests. The party teemed with high-profile celebrities, politicians and models. Guests had access to an open bar, which flowed with Hennessy Cognac and Veuve Clicquot. Duduzane was accused of having a corrupt relationship with the Gupta family
I can go on and on talking about the flamboyant lifestyles of the sons and daughters of presidents, prime ministers and ministers.
Rethabile died a mere public servant. I can imagine it would have been unforgivable if he died having embezzled government funds and brought real embarrassment to the Mosisili family.

He would have destroyed his father’s legacy of being a simple and humble man who was not preoccupied with a flamboyant and glutinous lifestyle while in office.
I understand that heavy alcohol drinking can certainly put one at risk of embarrassment, injury, or poor decisions.

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Alcoholism is a thief because it takes so much from us mentally, physically, and spiritually. It not only robs us of our well-being, our health, and our faith, but it steals us away from our family and friends. Above all, alcoholism destroys trust which is the bedrock of all relationships.

I fully comprehend that drinking a lot for many years will take its toll on one’s body. I know long-term alcohol misuse increased Rethabile’s risk of serious health conditions, including high blood pressure and liver disease which eventually took his life.
I have watched several videos of Rethabile and know how he was ridiculed.

I am sure it was a humiliating experience for the prime minister and his family. Indeed alcoholics are prone to shame.
I am, therefore, not promoting alcohol in any way. My argument is that alcohol made Rethabile a people’s person. He mingled with people from all walks of life. He was very humble for someone carrying a powerful surname like his.

I argue that it was because of alcohol that Rethabile did not think highly of himself because of the surname he carried.
What we learn from the example of Paul is that God allows us to be weak: Rethabile’s weakness was alcohol. It forced him to be in low circumstances in life, to be in difficult situations that he was not gifted to handle.

Stop praying to escape suffering. The purpose of the thorn coupled with God’s grace is humility, dependence, and usability.
Where would Rethabile’s power be without his wound?

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In 2022 during the election campaign, he called to ask how my campaign was going. I said I was struggling and he gave me M3 000 for petrol.
I will forever be grateful for the big and small things he did for me.

In other countries that surname wouldn’t have allowed him to mingle with a common man like me. I know sons and daughters of some politicians in Lesotho have joined the scramble for lucrative state contracts that have turned them into millionaires. They include the sons and daughters of former ministers. Rethabile did not join that scramble for lucrative tenders.

I have concluded that alcoholism was a gift of sorts to Rethabile in that it made him a decent human being, humble enough to associate with all the people from all walks of life in this country.
Just like his father, Rethabile was the epitome of humility, honesty, integrity and simplicity. He was a true patriot. In him, we lost a loyal public servant.

A true tribute to him would be to describe him as an ideal of humility, honesty, integrity and simplicity. Had it not been for alcoholism Rethabile would probably have stayed in London or Cape Town enjoying the fruits of embezzlement and grand corruption.

Despite his weakness, Rethabile Mosisili touched the hearts and lives of many. I was in my youth when he served as the deputy principal secretary of the Ministry of Gender and Sports, Youth and Recreation.

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We, who were the youth of yesterday, know very well that the youth of today are the beneficiaries of some of his works.

Ramahooana Matlosa

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Down in the Dump: Conclusion

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I closed last week by recording the dreadful news that trashy Trump had been elected called to mind WB Yeats’s poem “The Second Coming.” This is the poem whose opening lines gave Chinua Achebe the phrase “things fall apart.”

Yeats observes “Things fall apart, the centre cannot hold / Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.”

It was written in 1919 and controversially uses Christian imagery relating to the Apocalypse and the Second Coming to reflect on the atmosphere in Europe following the slaughter of the First World War and the devastating flu epidemic that followed this.

It also reflects on the Irish War of Independence against British rule.

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In lines that I can now read as if applying to the recent American election, Yeats mourns: “The best lack all conviction, while the worst / Are full of passionate intensity.”

And then I can visualise Trump in the poem’s closing lines: “What rough beast is this, its hour come round at last, / Slouching towards Bethlehem to be born?”

Trump is certainly a rough beast and isn’t the choice of verb, slouching, just perfect? For a non-allegorical account of the threat posed by the Dump, I can’t do better than to quote (as I often do) that fine South African political journalist, Will Shoki. In his words: “Trump’s administration simply won’t care about Palestinians, about the DRC, about the Sudanese.

It will be indifferent to the plight of the downtrodden and the oppressed, who will be portrayed as weak and pathetic. And it will give carte blanche [that is, free rein] to despotism and tyranny everywhere.

Not even social media, that once revered third-space we associated with subversion and revolution in the first quarter of the 21st century can save us because Silicon Valley is in Trump’s back pocket.”

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So what follows the triumph of the Dump? We can’t just sit down and moan and bemoan. In a more recent piece of hers than the one I quoted last week, Rebecca Solnit has observed: “Authoritarians like Trump love fear, defeatism, surrender. Do not give them what they want . . . We must lay up supplies of love, care, trust, community and resolve — so we may resist the storm.”

Katt Lissard tells me that on November 7th following the confirmation of the election result, in the daytime and well into the evening in Manhattan, New York, there was a large demonstration in support of the immigrants Trump despises.

And a recent piece by Natasha Lennard gives us courage in its title “The Answer to Trump’s Victory is Radical Action.”

So, my Basotho readers, how about the peaceful bearing of some placards in front of the US Embassy in Maseru? Because the Dump doesn’t like you guys and gals one little bit.

One last morsel. I had intended to end this piece with the above call to action, but can’t resist quoting the following comment from the New York Times of November 13th on Trump’s plans to appoint his ministers.

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I’m not sure a satirical gibe was intended (the clue is in the repeated use of the word “defence”), but it made me guffaw nonetheless. “Trump will nominate Pete Hegseth, a Fox News host with no government experience, as his defence secretary. Hegseth has often defended Trump on TV.” You see, it’s all about the Dump.

  • Chris Dunton is a former Professor of English and Dean of Humanities at the National University of Lesotho.

 

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A question of personal gain

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Recently, an audio recording featuring the distressed MP for Thaba-Bosiu Constituency, Joseph Malebaleba, circulated on social media. The MP appears to have spent a sleepless night, struggling with the situation in which he and his associates from the Revolution for Prosperity (RFP) party were denied a school feeding tender valued at M250 million per annum.

In 2022, Lesotho’s political landscape underwent a significant shift with the emergence of the RFP led by some of the country’s wealthiest individuals. Among them was Samuel Ntsokoane Matekane, arguably one of the richest people in Lesotho, who took the helm as the party’s leader and ultimately, the Prime Minister of Lesotho.

The RFP’s victory in the general election raised eyebrows, and their subsequent actions have sparked concerns about the motivations behind their involvement in politics.

In an interview with an American broadcasting network just after he won the elections, Matekane made a striking statement, proclaiming that he would run Lesotho exactly as he runs his business.

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At first glance, many thought he was joking, but as time has shown, his words were far from an idle threat. In the business world, the primary goal is to maximize profits, and it appears that the RFP is adopting a similar approach to governance.

Behind the scenes, alarming developments have been unfolding. A communication from an RFP WhatsApp group revealed a disturbing request from the Minister of Communications, Nthati Moorosi, who asked if anyone in the group had a construction business and could inbox her.

This raises questions about the RFP’s focus on using government resources to benefit their own business interests.

The government has been embroiled in a series of scandals that have raised serious concerns about the ethical conduct of its officials. Recent reports have revealed shocking incidents of misuse of public funds and conflicts of interest among key government figures.

Over the past two years, the RFP has been accused of awarding government contracts to companies affiliated with their members, further solidifying concerns about their self-serving agenda. For instance, vehicles purchased for the police were allegedly sourced from suppliers connected to a Minister’s son and MP.

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The MP for Peka, Mohopoli Monokoane, was found to have hijacked fertiliser intended to support impoverished farmers, diverting crucial resources away from those in need for personal gain.

Such actions not only betray the trust of the public but also have a direct impact on the livelihoods of vulnerable communities. Monokoane appeared before the courts of law this week.

While farmers voice their concerns regarding fertiliser shortages, it seems that Bishop Teboho Ramela of St. Paul African Apostolic Church, who is also a businessman, is allegedly involved in a corrupt deal concerning a M10 million fertilizer allocation, benefiting from connections with wealthy individuals in government.

The procurement of fertiliser appears to be mired in controversy; recall that the Minister of Agriculture, Food Security and Nutrition, Thabo Mofosi, was also implicated in the M43 million tender.

The renovation of government buildings with elaborate lighting systems was contracted to a company owned by the son of an MP. The RFP’s enthusiasm for infrastructure development, specifically road construction and maintenance, is also tainted by self-interest, as they have companies capable of performing these tasks and supplying the necessary materials, such as asphalt.

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Minister Moteane finds himself in a compromising situation regarding a lucrative M100 million airport tender that was awarded to his former company. Ministers have even gone so far as to award themselves ownership of diamond mines.

Meanwhile, the nation struggles with national identification and passport shortages, which according to my analysis the RFP seems hesitant to address until they can find a way to partner with an international company that will benefit their own interests.

The people of Lesotho are left wondering if their leaders are truly committed to serving the nation or simply lining their own pockets. As the RFP’s grip on power tightens, the consequences for Lesotho’s democracy and economy hang precariously in the balance.

It is imperative that citizens remain vigilant and demand transparency and accountability from their leaders, lest the nation slide further into an era of self-serving governance.

In conclusion, the RFP’s dominance has raised serious concerns about the motives behind their involvement in politics. The apparent prioritisation of personal profit over public welfare has sparked widespread disillusionment and mistrust among the population.

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As Lesotho navigates this critical juncture, it is essential that its leaders are held accountable for their actions and that the nation’s best interests are placed above those of individuals.

Only through collective effort and a strong commitment to transparency and accountability can Lesotho ensure a brighter future for all its citizens.

Ramahooana Matlosa

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Down in the Dump: Part One

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Attentive readers will recall that some weeks ago, I scribbled a series of pieces on elections due to be held in the UK, France, South Africa, and the USA. These elections were unusually critical for the well-being of their countries and even that of the world.

The results of the last of these elections are now with us and we are faced with the devastating news that Donald Trump is heading back to the White House.

I can hardly think of worse news to swallow or to equip the world to survive the years ahead.

The Dump, as I call him, is one of the most odious, dangerous, untrustworthy individuals currently inhabiting planet Earth. To cite a few of his demerits: he is a convicted felon; he believes climate change is a hoax; he is a sexist and a racist (one of his former military advisers has gone so far as to describe him as a fascist).

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He is a snuggle buddy of the Russian dictator Vladimir Putin and will probably discontinue aid to Ukraine as it resists invasion by Russia. Western European allies such as France, Germany and the UK are dismayed at his victory, as he holds the principles of democracy and constitutionalism in contempt.

As for Africa, well, he once described it as a “shit country,” so don’t look forward to much support from him.

Readers who spent time at the NUL will remember my dear colleague Katt Lissard who is now back home in New York. She spent some years with us as a Professor specialising in Theatre studies and was the Artistic Director of our international Winter / Summer Institute for Theatre for Development.

Many activists in the USA like Katt, who don’t see themselves as part of the political mainstream, chose to campaign for the Democrats and Kamala Harris in the hope of keeping Trump and the far right out of power. Confronted with the news of Trump’s victory, she sent an email to friends noting this was “just a brief check-in from the incomprehensible USA.”

She then explained: “We’re in shock and the early days of processing, but white supremacy, misogyny and anti-immigrant bias are alive and well and driving the boat here.” So, how do Katt and millions of decent, like-minded Americans plan to weather the storm?

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Katt explained: “We were deeply depressed and deeply furious as it became clear that one of the worst human beings on the planet was going back to the White House, but we are still breathing and know that we will in the days ahead begin to formulate plans and strategies—and not just for heading north across the Canadian border.”

Picking up on that last point, it may well be that many decent Americans might just up and off across the border; Canada had better prepare for an avalanche of applications for residence permits.

And not just from Americans; in, for example, the American university system alone there are many many Africans employed in high positions (Professors and such-like), who must now face the fact they are living in a country whose leader despises them and who may opt to get out.

In her email written to her friends, once the news from hell had been confirmed, Katt quoted a piece by Rebecca Solnit, one of the most exciting writers at work in the USA today (readers may remember that I have previously reviewed two of her books for this newspaper, Whose Story is This? and Recollections of My Non-Existence).

Now Solnit is a feminist and at the heart of her work is a dissection of the way women have been marginalised in the USA (let’s remember that Kamala Harris, the Presidential candidate who lost to Trump, did so partly because so many American males could not bring themselves to vote for a woman.

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I am thinking of the kind of male who invaded the White House when it was announced Trump had lost the 2020 election, bare-chested and wearing cow-horn helmets on their numbskull heads).

Solnit has this to say on our response to the Trump victory: “They want you to feel powerless and to surrender and to let them trample everything and you are not going to let them.

You are not giving up and neither am I. The fact that we cannot save everything does not mean we cannot save anything and everything we can save is worth saving.

You may need to grieve or scream or take time off, but you have a role no matter what, and right now good friends and good principles are worth gathering in.

Remember what you love. Remember what loves you. Remember in this tide of hate what love is.” And then: “A lot of us are going to resist by building solidarity and sanctuary.”

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What is so morale-boosting about Solnit’s piece is not just her vision but also her command of language.
Her writing is so crisp and elegant. Language comes at us at its best, of course, in literature, and when I heard that the Dump was on the move back to the White House, I immediately recalled one of the most startling poems in the English language, “The Second Coming” by the Irish poet WB Yeats.

I’ll kick off with that next week.

To be concluded

Chris Dunton

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