Of Kalahari Oysters and the Healing Dance

We were about to embark on a 3 and a 1/2 hour journey from Maun to Ghanzi District in Botswana. It was a bright Wednesday morning and I was feeling good. Nice and energetic. Shabuu, the taxi driver, asked me rather obviously: “Aren’t you going to use the toilet before we go?” “I’m good now….

What to do with ‘bad news’

There’s lots of bad news on television. Horrendous things happening in different parts of the country, almost like clockwork. An eight-year-old child is raped, knows her attacker, but no action is taken because she is poor. GSU officers demand bribes on other people’s property because they have the power to arm-twist their way out of…