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Nobody likes political turncoats

by Lesotho Times
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One of the sub-editors on this paper has a bloody nose as I write.

That’s the price those who are supposed to be a newspaper’s last line of defence pay for sleeping on the job.  

Seems charity is not beginning at home here.

Imagine my horror when the Lesotho Times claimed last week that February — of all months — now had 30 days!

“The crime allegedly happened on February 30,” this paper said in an article about that columnist-cum-activist.

Since our kindergarten days we have always known that February has 28 days except in a leap year when the month stretches by one more day.

Yet these guys are privileged to see my instalments before anyone else every week stressing the need for attention to detail.

And still on the article, titled “Public Eye columnist up for armed robbery”, I was annoyed after learning one of the alleged crimes in fact happened at the Post Office building not a Post Bank branch as stated by this paper.

A couple of weeks ago the normally eagle-eyed subs let slip an embarrassing misspelling.

For those who did not see it, Ster-Kinekor was spelt as Stir-Kinekor.

Isn’t it what happens when one eats too much “stir-fry”?

I mean sleeping on duty?

At this rate I won’t be surprised to see the people’s column peppered with embarrassing boobs.

Sorry, Scrutator will not accept such sabotage.

Ka’nete I will strip naked or eat hot coals as they say.

There are no sacred cows in this business of mine, even if it means losing my job.

Anyone who spots blips and blunders in this paper must not hesitate to point them out to me.

Hold me before I stick my boot in someone’s mouth here!


I cringe whenever I hear Julius Malema, that boy who leads ANC’s kindergarten crew, pooping his usual racist and sexist vitriol.

Helen Zille once called him an “uncircumcised” boy.

Methinks he is a buffoon.

But I must admit sometimes he tickles me with his barbs.

I guess it’s because our youth leaders here are always on voicemail.

When was the last time you heard anything from the youth leagues of the ABC, BNP, LCD or LWP?

And it’s not like there are no issues to talk about.

The block farming scandal came and they all remained mute.

When the World TB Day came they were nowhere to be found even though the youth of this country are dying from this disease every day.

I can bet my last coin that when the Aids Day comes in December they will still keep their mouths tightly zipped.

The elections for councillors are around the corner but our youth leaders have not uttered a word about the need to elect young people into such key positions.

Lefa decided that Likuena should not participate in the 2012 African Nations Cup qualifiers and the youth leaders remained hushed.

Are corruption, diseases and sports not real issues?   

This timidity worried me until one of my colleagues reminded me that Malema was only 29.

You will be lucky to find a youth leader who is less than 40 in Lesotho.

I am told that others are way beyond the 45-year mark and are creeping towards the half-century mark.

Therein lies our problems.

We have grandpas and grandmas masquerading as boys and girls. 

Where will they get the time to speak about real issues that affect the youths when they are already busy telling bedtime stories to their grandchildren and worrying about where they will get money for diapers?

The ageing leaders have remained in the youth structures because they lack the spine to contest in “adult” politics.

They would rather intimidate real, ambitious youths with their grey beards and those offensive mops under their armpits.


Dozens of Lesotho People’s Congress (LPC) supporters were yesterday bussed into Maseru to rejoin the ruling Lesotho Congress for Democracy (LCD) party.

There was something curious about the whole event though: six of those who defected were former members of the LPC executive committee.

Why did they wait until they had been voted out of the executive to rejoin the LCD?

Scrutator has never liked political chameleons. 

In fact, I hate political turncoats.

Nobody likes them anyway.

These people are political vagrants who move to the next party in protest when they lose their plum positions in their parties.

These people must then not behave like they are back at their political home because they are of no fixed abode.

Soon they will be packing their bags again to continue their never-ending journey.

Their journeys will end with political oblivion.


Who is this genius doctor who screwed a proper head with brains on Sello Maphalla’s shoulders?

Suddenly the opposition lawmaker has started to make sense.

He was at his best in parliament last week.

He wanted to know why the sports minister had not disciplined the boys at Lefa for not registering Likeuna for the 2012 Nations Cup qualifiers.

When the minister said she could not chastise Lefa because Fifa laws do not allow political interference in the administration of the game Maphalla offered an easy solution: withhold the cheque.

Where was that head of yours Honourable MP?

Who is that doctor who transplanted your head?

There is no better way to punish a belligerent association than hitting its pocket hard.

The government should have made it clear to the Lefa people: if Likuena are not registered for the Nations Cup there will be no money.

There would have been pandemonium at the Bambata Tsita Arena.

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