Comrade Fatso’s blog

Cross border traders

2007-11-29T16:53:22Z

Shelves empty on account of price reductions. Please come in. Is what it should say on our supermarket doors. Sorry, I meant to say markets. Because they lost the 'super' a long time ago. ...

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Ndazo

2007-11-01T14:57:00Z

South Africa was fire. From the insane buzz of the Arts Alive Festival to the entrancing chants of Tswana word warrior, Kgafela wa Magogodi. From the melting pot of Durban to the power of the word in squalid townships. From putting finishing to...

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Land of Gold and Gangsters

2007-09-20T22:32:55Z

Life moves fast. Decay is part of this. Upon returning to Zimbabwe from the UK I was welcomed back to ‘the land of hardware stores’. Because all that supermarkets seem to be selling are empty shelves. New forms of queues have been created by our...

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Unit K

2007-09-03T16:03:05Z

They call it Unit K for a reason. This muddy, imperial island that has absorbed, sucked in so many strong Zimbabweans. So Zimbas in turn name it after a popular, dusty neighbourhood in Harare's largest ghetto or second biggest town depending on...

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Fire in Da UK!

2007-08-30T11:07:37Z

Ndeipi! My words haven’t touched this blog for a while. I’ve been travelling and trouble-making, partying and protesting. I’m in the UK at the moment where I’ve been networking with movements here about the struggle back in Zim while at the same...

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Welcome to the Mad House

2007-05-23T20:11:31Z

Life in Zimbabwe can make you feel like a scurrying cockroach. Days pass as if you're caught running through a maze to achieve the most basic things. Our days are spent doing 'marunnings'. No time to sit. None to meditate. No, here we have to b...

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Parallel Lives

2007-05-18T16:04:07Z

Zimbabwe. Our land of contradictions. Ironies grow from the city concrete like mealies. Because these are parallel times of parallel economies and parallel lives. An economy turned-around so many times that it's dizzy, upside down, standing on it...

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Power cut

2007-05-15T21:45:07Z

We live in darkness. The lights are out. The land of perpetual romance and eternal candle-lit dinners. We flounder in the dark for the light switch. But there's no power. Just this. Darkness. We return after long days of korokoza-ring to dark cor...

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My Word Is My Weapon

2007-05-10T15:22:16Z

Ndeipi! Welcome to the Comrade Fatso blog and the website in general. This will be a space where you get to see into the words and weird ways in our mad country of Zimbabwe. I'm a poet and an activist so for me the power lies in the word, written...

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My Word Is My Weapon

2007-05-10T15:16:48Z

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