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Yesterday, as I went about my day, I came across an article published by ‘The Chronicle’, titled ‘Meet ‘hair activist’ Dr Guramatunhu’. Before I had even opened the article in a new tab on my screen, I was fairly sure I knew what it would be about. But still, I opened and read it, much to my irritation and bemusement. Why is Dr Guramatunhu so … Continue reading A Response To Dr Guramatunhu’s ‘Hair Activism’
NB: This article was written yesterday before the ZGC issued a fuller statement about the alleged dress code mooted to curb sexual harassment among tertiary students in Zimbabwean universities. You can read their full report here. A few years ago, I wrote an article bemoaning the public relations response of Econet, Zimbabwe’s largest telecommunications company, to a crisis on its hands. Over the long Easter … Continue reading Crisis Communication Is Not Just For Corporates: The Zimbabwe Gender Commission’s Missed Opportunity
So I‘ve been following all the jokes about Job Sikhala’s infamous waistcoat. I have even shared some of them on my Facebook wall for my friends who might have been missing out on the action on Twitter. Truth be known, I even visited Sikhala’s Twitter profile to look for any old tweets that I could quote with a witticism or two about his wardrobe malfunction. … Continue reading My Politics Told Through Job Sikhala’s Waistcoat and Bernardo Silva’s Tweet
[This post was graciously shared with me by a Zimbabwean woman who returned from abroad some years ago to start an NGO working with marginalised youth. She asked that I share the piece anonymously]. “Want to start an NGO? A little advice, use your own money”. It was the height of the fundraising season and I tweeted this out, to the disapproval of a few … Continue reading “No One is Jesus Here”: The Battle Royal Between Ego and Altruism in the NGO Sector
Yesterday, I bumped into a man. Well, we didn’t really bump into each other… I was in the pharmacy looking for a quotation on a prescription. As I walked out, I heard a name – not entirely mine – but one that I had been called enough times in the past to regard as part of my identity. “Hey, Her Zimbabwe!” the man shouted out. … Continue reading The Politics of Funding and Funders: My Personal Experience
Yesterday, news on the social media streets broke that Madam Boss (real name Tyra Chikocho) – the popular comedian who often produces viral online content – had issued a public statement to her fans apologising for wearing a sexy catsuit to the StarFM Music Awards held this past weekend. In her apology, both she and her company wrote the following; My dear Fans. Firstly I … Continue reading Madam Boss Didn’t Owe Any Of Us An Apology
I distinctly remember a friend visiting me one December day towards the end of 2016. I was having a particularly down morning because of a few issues that just weren’t resolving themselves as I had hoped they would. In my despair, I was blasting my Oliver Mtukudzi playlist on my laptop and cleaning every corner of the house to avert any further frustration. “Fungi!” she … Continue reading What Tuku meant for a ‘musalad’ girl like me
The first person who ever took me for a buffet at an upmarket hotel was my dad. This was at the Meikles Hotel in Harare, still considered a fancy place by today’s standards of the city, with porters in white gloves and tail coats to welcome you to the grandeur of the place – styled around colonial nostalgia. I remember savouring everything at the serving … Continue reading Lessons From My Father
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(N.B: This post has been looked over by my lawyers and was also sent to the main party of concern on 18 September) I did not want to bring this issue into the public domain, but now it appears that it is the only way that I may finally get some closure. As you will know from a notice posted some months ago, Her Zimbabwe … Continue reading A Public Notice on Her Zimbabwe Closure Issues
