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Kiss your baby

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ONE day, when all the madness in our country ends, we should talk about how Pelele Letsoela became the chairman of the National Reforms Authority (NRA).

At the moment even goats are baffled at his spectacular rise to lead probably the most important project in Lesotho since independence.
While we are still puzzled, Old Pelele has moved fast to become a pain in the government’s behind. The government just cannot handle the stubborn chap as he insists on running the NRA as he sees fit.
Pelele is unleashing sharp elbows on anyone who tries to encroach on his turf.

You could see the government’s irritation with Pelele when it desperately called the SADC facilitator to help clip his wings. That doesn’t seem to have happened because Pelele recently discovered the word “autonomy”. He will use that word as a shield until the government comes to him grovelling.
The inquiry now should be on how a nonentity like him got to lead an institution of such national importance.

Professor Mahao thinks Pelele is a cantankerous character who is getting too big for his shoes.
He is right but it must be clear that it’s the politicians who lent Pelele those elastic shoes. Pelele is just stretching to his heart’s desire.

Blame that on the naivety of our politicians who elected him chairman.
Politicians from the big parties mistrusted each other so they dug deep into the bin of political parties and pulled out the Basotho Democratic National Party (BDNP).

They opened the BDNP ha re e Thaba Tseka and found Pelele stuck in one of the corners.
“Who the hell are you?” they asked.
“I am the BDNP’s deputy leader. I might have lost some teeth but I am the wise man you have been waiting for”.
And so the politicians thrust him into the NRA, hoping his lack of political clout would make him their toy.

They were wrong because Pelele is anything but pliable. He is giving them nightmares as he screams “autonomy” each time they want to control him.
The ‘puppet’ is not pulling the strings and the master is dancing vigorously.
Never in Lesotho’s history has a toothless man wielded such power over a government and a national project.

Yet neither the government nor politicians from large political parties should whinge about Pelele’s behaviour. They have themselves to blame for their lack of foresight.
Simple arithmetic proves the inanity of their decision.
The BDNP, Pelele’s little-known party, is a hovel. A silly excuse of a political party.

Exactly 15 935 people have voted for the BDNP since the 2007 election.
Your eyes are not deceiving you. It has taken Pelele’s party four elections to get to that number. Ten years is how long it took for the BDNP to get enough voters to fill up Sesotho Stadium. Keep reading for the story gets bizarre.
In the 2017 election some 235 729 people voted for the ABC. You may ask why Muckraker is plonking that number out of the blue but it’s crucial.
At the rate of 15 935 per ten years it will the BDNP 140 years to accumulate

the same votes the ABC won in the last election. It doesn’t end there. If Pelele, who is 72, wants to see the BDNP amass that amount of votes he would have to live until he is 212 years old. Meaning he must live until the year 2160.
Muckraker is saying this to show that Pelele comes from a pathetic little party and should not be leading a national project like the reforms.

Muckraker also suspects the politicians fell for Pelele’s sweet tongue. Pelele is so eloquent he can convince you that a ball of manure is ice cream. It suits them right. They have been sweet-talking their way into parliament for too long. Pelele is foisting their own medicine on them. Pelele is their baby to kiss.

Nka! Ichuuuuuuuuuuu!

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Let them take korobela

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Nqosa Mahao has pulled a fast one on his opposition comrades to join Uncle Sam’s government. Muckraker suspected the bromance among the opposition leaders would end in tears but never expected Mahao to do the betraying. The lesson is that there is no honour among politicians and everyone has a price. The BAP’s price is two cabinet seats and some morsels to be flung its way here and there.
The opposition is furious at Mahao for stringing them along for three weeks while Uncle Sam whispered sweet little things in his ears.

They say Mahao attended their nocturnal meetings to plot Uncle Sam’s demise but was busy with a plan to get himself a mok’huk’hu in the government.
Their screams of anger are hypocritical. They too would have been charmed for the right price. Mahao just happened to have yielded earlier than them. None of them can claim that they were not approached by the RFP or its dealmakers.

No one could claim that they refused the RFP’s marriage proposal because they differed on ideology and principle. The only sticking issue was what was offered and what they thought their support was worthy. So let’s bin the hypocrisy and confirm that some of them overreached and overestimated their value by holding out for more spoils. It’s not their business if Mahao sold himself too cheap.

He was smart enough to understand that the market of political support was already flooded. That is being pragmatic.
In the end, it was a simple matter of demand and supply. Uncle Sam played the game well by lodging a scarecrow of a court case to delay the vote of no confidence to buy himself time. That blindsided the opposition leaders and allowed Uncle Sam to counterattack.

So while Lehata was laughing like a hyena in parliament and the opposition congregated at the BNP Centre for drinks Uncle Sam was cooking some delicious dish across town. It was only a matter of time before the aroma reached the politicians’ noses.

So while they were claiming to be united most of them were busy receiving calls to hear what was on the menu. It was a buffet of embassies and cabinet seats. The desserts were deputy minister positions and some small jobs for hungry supporters. The only problem with some of the opposition leaders was that they wanted to eat the whole buffet, including Uncle Sam’s portion.

Meanwhile, Uncle Sam was busy gauging what was enough to satiate the hungriest among the opposition leaders. In the end, he knew he didn’t have to part with much to get the deal and the numbers he wanted. Some politicians are saying Mahao could have asked for more because Uncle Sam was desperate and cornered. Not true!

Your tomatoes do not cost more simply because you worked hard to produce them or you think they are special. It’s the market that decides.
To get more for them you should get the timing right. The same applies to political support. Uncle Sam knew the market of political support would be oversupplied if he waited a few days before buying.

By the time he came to the market the available political support was about to rot and everyone was willing to sell at a huge discount. This is common sense but some opposition leaders want to pretend Mahao ambushed them by selling fast.

Muckraker suggests that next time they plot against Uncle Sam, the opposition leaders should visit a sangoma to give them all a huge dose of korobela so that none is tempted to find another lover. The best love portion comes from the North of us. Mwa, mwa, mwa!

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How to share a stolen goat

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Those who think Uncle Sam is now safe from the barbarians at the gates are naïve. Mahao’s defection is a temporary setback from which the opposition leaders are plotting to recover.
They are coming because Uncle Sam is holding something they cannot live without: power.
And they will not rest until they get it. Those who believe this fight is based on principle and ideology are unmitigated dimwits. Their claim that Uncle Sam’s government has failed is just a cover to justify their plot. They know they would not do a better job.

Everyone knows that because they have seen their epic bungling when they had a chance to rule.
The notoriety of their thievery, corruption, deliberate mismanagement and nepotism precedes them. They say Uncle Sam has failed to implement his party’s campaign promises but forget that some of them failed several times. If this was about ideology and principle it would reflect in the negotiations for coalitions. In countries where politicians still have morsels of self-respect and specks of shame, such negotiations would be dominated by ideological and policy considerations.

Political parties try to find some common ground on fundamental issues like the economy, education, climate change, trade and foreign policy.
Our rascals here talk about ministerial and diplomatic positions as if they are sharing a stolen goat; I want the head, give me likahare.

My ancestors said I should always eat the testicles. Give me the liver, I don’t have teeth. The heart is my favourite. In a way, our government is like a stolen goat being shared by thieves. Ba ja maleo.

It’s a fat goat stolen from Basotho. The politicians will eat it and not leave even the skin for Basotho to make a mat to lay on when hungry. The thieves are eating while the people watch.

Yet we people never tire to give the politicians the permission to rob and pee on them.
It’s tempting to say we deserve it but no one, not even the Devil, deserves the politicians we have in this country. Some say there is hell somewhere. Muckraker says we are already in a hell of some sort created by our politicians. We are being roasted slowly by politicians and they will never stop.

Does that make you feel depressed and hopeless? Well, you are not alone. There are worse places on this earth. Does that mean we should accept tosh because there is worse tosh in other places?
Well, it’s your choice.

Muckraker wishes you a wet weekend. Let’s hope Uncle Sam throws us a party to celebrate his great escape. You marched for him, didn’t you?
A beer is what you deserve for sweating from Maseru Mall to parliament.

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Give Lehata a Bell’s

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Mootsi Lehata behaved like a clown in parliament last week. Laughing like he was in a shebeen. Spewing insults as if someone had stolen his goats. He even used the ‘F’ word on Lejone Mpotjoane.
“Moshanyana enoa a se ke a ntella. Se ke oa ntella sonny, f**k you,” he said in response to Mpotjoane. Muckraker doesn’t know Mpotjoane to be a moshanyana. What she knows is what Lehata did to a ngoanana a few years ago.

The girl dropped the rape case on the condition that Lehata builds her a house and pays for the child’s upkeep. So ke eena ea tellang molao. Some might say it’s water under the bridge but Muckraker doesn’t forgive. Never!

For now, we should talk about his monkeyshines in parliament. He looked high on something. Lehata can however deny it. He can say he was shaking because he had spent sleepless nights plotting to topple Uncle Sam. He can claim he was shaking with excitement at the prospect of becoming a minister again. If that doesn’t cut it he can say wasn’t drunk but just suffering from a hangover.

That might work because he could say those who say he was drunk on that Monday should have seen him on Sunday. He could claim he was still suffering the effects of knocking down several bottles taller than him.
But whatever happens, no one can prove that he was high.

Yes, a test could have revealed that he had blood in his alcohol but that is now beside the point because it didn’t happen. In any case, Muckraker has seen worse things in parliament. Remember how some MPs spanked each other a few years ago?

Chairs and bins were given wings. An MP was once captured on camera groping another.
As for insults, worse things have been said. Some of the MPs don’t need to be insulted to feel humiliated. Imagine how it feels to be an LCD MP.
You see it in their faces that they are beating themselves.

No wonder they are not even mentioned as part of the opposition. They are not in opposition, not government and not in the crossbench. They are there, somewhere there.

Muckraker would not sleep well if she ended these musings without mentioning one small thing. During the debate on Lehata’s tomfoolery, one opposition MP said the Speaker should protect MPs so that their images are not manipulated to tarnish their reputation. Yeah, right!

You must have a reputation first for it to be tarnished. Muckraker and 98.9 percent of Basotho know 99 percent of our MPs to be freeloading, greedy and power-hungry charlatans.
That is their reputation. Those who say our MPs are honest and hardworking are tarnishing that sterling reputation.

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