My Politics Told Through Job Sikhala’s Waistcoat and Bernardo Silva’s Tweet

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

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“No One is Jesus Here”: The Battle Royal Between Ego and Altruism in the NGO Sector

[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 reason 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

The Politics of Funding and Funders: My Personal Experience

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

Madam Boss Didn’t Owe Any Of Us An Apology

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

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A Public Notice on Her Zimbabwe Closure Issues

(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

Is Marriage an Accomplishment?

The question that titles this piece came about from a deep and varied internal interrogation I have been having about women claiming marriage as a life accomplishment. Earlier in the week, I posted the following on my Facebook wall; ‘Controversial’ kweshen [sic] Wednesday. I hear it said a lot that women should not regard marriage to be an accomplishment. Because marriage in and of itself … Continue reading Is Marriage an Accomplishment?

Are safe spaces really safe?

OVER recent years, the language of creating and sustaining safe spaces has become one I hear more and more often, especially in feminist spaces. For a time, I accepted this language uncritically, neither thinking more broadly about what a safe space truly requires nor introspecting around the various problematics that such spaces often bring with them. As such, I think it’s important to reflect on … Continue reading Are safe spaces really safe?

Societal Privilege Does Not Protect Women From Violence

A friend and I begin a Twitter chat. I have picked up from her most recent tweets that she has been violated; a man has touched her inappropriately in a public space and has laughed back at her. “I hope you won’t say this is sexual harassment,” he states. I apologise to her; a helpless apology because, as she reassures me, it is not my … Continue reading Societal Privilege Does Not Protect Women From Violence

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Rest In Love, Dear Elaine Rosa Salo

A surge of heat courses through my blood as soon as I see the email with a simple but foreboding subject line. ‘Elaine’, it reads. Warily, I open it and take in its words, my body quickly collapsing into disbelieving heaves and sobs. “No, no, no.” I repeat the word as though a chorus of my protest will undo what I am reading. As though … Continue reading Rest In Love, Dear Elaine Rosa Salo