Tinotenda Samukange

30/05/2025

Reflections from Kuwadzana Extension, 1998

In my mother’s home in Kuwadzana Extension, where I grew up from Grade 1 at six years old to fatherhood at twenty-six, I witnessed the delicate balance between family ties and civil obligations. After four years of trying to reconcile my single mother, my new wife, and my son, our lives were disrupted by armed intrusion in my bedroom, culminating in eviction. My mother, subjected to civil imprisonment, carried the weight of these events.

I extend my deepest respect to Chief Justice Malaba and my heartfelt gratitude to Hon. Milton Serima for overseeing a fair judgement in my absence, allowing me to continue my studies at MSU. Now that our paths have realigned, I believe that Tendai Hangazha deserves pardon for his role, recognizing his later admission as a gesture of fairness amidst the societal pressures around civil property defense.

I also acknowledge ZIMRA’s efforts in maintaining impartiality. To the military personnel and neighbourhood watch groups: please refrain from interfering in constitutional property agreements. Your desperation for recognition and influence in civil affairs undermines the principles of private ownership.

To ZANU PF, I thank you for your impartiality in this matter. As for MDC and CCC, this is strictly about private ownership—no political agenda.

29/05/2025

Heavenly Father,
Please guard my heart so I never push my son away through my words or actions.
Remind me that he’s not meant to be perfect—he’s meant to be loved, just as he is.
When he stumbles or falls short, fill me with compassion and patience,
So he never feels he has to earn my love.
Let my love mirror Your grace,
Ever constant, ever gentle,
Always lifting him up, always drawing him close.
Amen.

29/05/2025

Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o: A Heartfelt Tribute from a Near Historical Commons

From the cracked earth of , where the wind carries the whispers of our fathers and the echoes of liberation songs, we bid farewell to Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o—our griot, our conscience, our relentless spirit of resistance.

Ngũgĩ was not just a writer. He was a warrior in the truest sense—armed not with a spear but with the word. His novels, his essays, his plays—they were battlegrounds where he waged war against the ghosts of colonial rule and the shadows of imperialism. From Weep Not, Child to Petals of Blood, he turned the written page into a weapon of emancipation, a mirror for our brokenness, and a beacon for our reclamation.

But in this commons, where we gather around the embers of shared memory, we remember Ngũgĩ beyond the pages. We remember him as a village son who spoke the tongue of the soil, as a teacher who never stopped believing in the capacity of language to remake us. He dared to write in Gikuyu, to remind us that our mother tongues are more than just sounds—they are the roots of our identity, the vessels of our dignity.

Ngũgĩ taught us that decolonizing the mind is an endless journey. He showed us that the revolution does not end at the ballot box or the borders of the nation-state—it is a revolution of thought, of culture, of the very ways we see ourselves. In this commons, we know that his words will outlive the cold stone of his grave, because they are woven into the marrow of our struggle.

Today, as we pour a libation to his memory, we do not mourn a passing; we honor a torchbearer who lit the path for us to follow. May the rivers carry your stories to the ends of the earth, Ngũgĩ. May your spirit find a home in the songs of the children yet to be born. You taught us that the pen is mightier than the oppressor’s chains—and for that, we say, asante sana, mwalimu.

Rest in power, Ngũgĩ wa Thiong’o. In the winds of , your voice will never be silenced.

29/05/2025

Even the King May Stumble: A Lesson in Humble Pie

A lion, the self-appointed monarch of the savannah, has found himself in an awkward predicament. While the sun baked the dusty plains, the king was rudely reminded that crowns can slip — particularly when the hyena chorus begins its encore.

In this scene of brute force and even bruter reality, we see power redefined not by the might of one, but by the collective bite of many. The lion, symbol of leadership, of pride (quite literally), discovers that no amount of regal mane can withstand the determined jaws of opportunists who sniff out the slightest hint of weakness.

Yet, let us not be too quick to side with either beast. Life, as it turns out, doesn’t care for fairy tales. The hyenas are not merely villains; they are forces of disruption — be they naysayers at the office water cooler, unrelenting deadlines, or the creeping self-doubt we lock away in the filing cabinet of our minds.

The moral of the story? Even kings need a pack. Strength, in isolation, is fragile. Power, in solitude, is an illusion. And when the hyenas gather — as they always do — it’s wise to remember that leadership isn’t about roaring louder; it’s about the company you keep.

So, let the lion’s stumble serve as a gentle nudge for us all: fortify your alliances, mind the quiet critics, and never underestimate the power of collective momentum — whether for good or for chaos.

After all, in the great kingdom of life, even kings are mortal.

29/05/2025

Thank you, Emmerson Dambudzo Mnangagwa It is important to recognize that the media should not function as an extension of political actors. Unfortunately, the negative narratives that have emerged over time have not only hindered our political and economic progress but have also infringed on the rights of all citizens—including journalists who strive to carry out their duties ethically and professionally.

Your recent statement is a welcome development, as it acknowledges the critical role of the media in our society. However, it is crucial to consider the ongoing challenges faced by the fourth estate and the importance of upholding the normative standards that underpin its role in a democracy.

While the recognition of Rueben Barwe’s work is notable, it is essential to ensure that such honors do not inadvertently legitimize partisan reporting or undermine the efforts of other dedicated journalists working to promote national growth and development.

Moving forward, a balanced approach that safeguards media freedom while promoting accountability will be essential for Zimbabwe’s continued progress.
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26/05/2025

In a Surprising Turn, Productivity Found to be Optional—Nature and Mindfulness Experts Alarm Productivity-Obsessed Cultures

In a shocking development that threatens to upend centuries of achievement-oriented dogma, a growing body of research suggests that mere existence—yes, you heard it here first—might be sufficient for a meaningful life. While industrial economies and LinkedIn influencers continue to trumpet the gospel of hustle and output, an alternative narrative is taking root: being alive is already enough.

Nature itself, our sources reveal, has been thriving for eons without corporate performance reviews or five-year strategic plans. This curious revelation, long ignored by quarterly earnings reports, has been confirmed by leading mindfulness studies. Findings indicate that individuals who “merely exist” rather than “relentlessly produce” experience a suspiciously high level of joy and a marked reduction in anxiety.

Our investigative team has uncovered firsthand accounts of people who—brace yourselves—have decided to “simply exist” and report being “beautiful and strange” without any empirical proof of worthiness. These reports, though scandalous to the world of KPIs and LinkedIn endorsements, suggest a seismic shift in how value might be measured.

Key Takeaway:
If you’re alarmed by the idea of your self-worth not hinging on your resume, consider this an invitation to pause. In a world obsessed with metrics, dare to imagine: what if your existence itself was the ultimate performance?

We’ll continue to follow this story as it evolves. Stay tuned for further updates on this radical notion of presence over performance.

25/05/2025

19/05/2025

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01/05/2025

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01/05/2025

BREAKING REPORT: HYENA MAULED, HARE TAIL MAIMED IN FEAST-GONE-WRONG SCANDAL

By our correspondent in the Meru Highlands Bureau

MERU HIGHLANDS, PRE-HUMAN ERA — A highly anticipated dry season took an unexpected turn yesterday after a feast left unattended by local villagers led to a violent incident between two long-time animal residents: Ng’ung’u the hare and Nkima the hyena.

The altercation, which has since been dubbed The Tailgate Incident, reportedly began when Ng’ung’u, a self-employed strategist and bush consultant, discovered an unsecured banquet outside a human homestead. The humans, who had departed hastily for a wedding, left behind significant assets: at least two roasted goats, multiple starch deposits, and a notable cache of liquid honey.

Instead of consuming the feast independently, sources confirm Ng’ung’u activated what analysts are calling “Operation Humiliate Glutton,” recruiting local heavyweight Nkima the hyena under false pretenses of a shared bounty.

“Witnesses saw Ng’ung’u approaching Nkima under a fig tree,” said Ms. Cheche the squirrel, a freelance forager. “He looked unusually enthusiastic, which is always a red flag with him.”

The hare allegedly proposed a temporary food division plan with strict consumption clauses, promising to return shortly with firewood. Nkima, known in local circles for his unsupervised appetite and controversial inheritance claims, reportedly violated the agreement within minutes, consuming his share and portions of Ng’ung’u’s allotment.

When confronted, Nkima denied wrongdoing, attributing the food loss to “wind, spirits, and spontaneous disintegration.” Forensic pawprint analysis remains inconclusive.

Ng’ung’u, declining to escalate the matter immediately, instead proposed a symbolic test of friendship involving a tail-to-tail rope challenge. Nkima agreed, unaware the rope had been compromised with industrial-strength tree sap and thorn-based adhesives.

The challenge ended in disaster.

“The rope snapped under stress conditions,” said forest safety expert Prof. Mbogo. “But the real story is the tail tissue loss. Catastrophic on both sides.”

Nkima reportedly lost the bulk of his tail, while Ng’ung’u escaped with only a tip missing. Field investigators later found fur, traces of honey, and laughter echoing from underground tunnels.

Nkima has since filed a grievance with the Council of Carnivores, citing entrapment, emotional distress, and tail theft.

Public opinion remains divided. Some accuse Ng’ung’u of premeditated sabotage, while others point to Nkima’s well-documented feeding frenzies. The Council of Elders issued a statement late last night:

> “Greed eats faster than hunger. Mischief never escapes unscarred. And rope games among carnivores

01/05/2025

Let me take this Zim May Day to celebrate a working president Hakainde Hichilema👏🏼