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Ten Feet Tall and Bullet Proof: President Khama is sexy to boot!


Ten feet tall and bullet proof! A friend once told me this is how they referred to themselves in military school. That is three meters. A man of this description under regular Botswana circumstances resembles dimo! But I would use this term figuratively to describe one of Botswana’s best specimens of the male species, the man African leaders secretly want to be; His Excellency is a downright sexy hunk!

Now, while you are busy going off on a moral rant of how what you have just read is wrong in any shape, this is the opinion of many who possess independence from conditioned minds as myself. The man is sexy, lesa mona! Let me break it down starting with his stance, yes the many hard military years have afforded him the solid steady stance, but I know of many army men of honour ba le sesole se paletsweng ke go ba suga! Ba nkgopotsa magwinya le mafresh a Pop In, if not amazingly round and fat, they seem to flop over and jiggle about! A man must stand straight, back stiff, chest out, belly in, shoulders broad, even and strong, ke gore erect! We all know how monumental an issue it becomes when a man cannot achieve the latter; so why do you let yourself flop over on a daily basis gentlemen? H.E. commands respect when he walks and he walks tall ALL the time!

In fact, he keeps good time, ALL the time. Nothing says you are a slob like being late. It says you do not have your act together, you are all over the place, you do not know whether you are coming or going, you do not value yourself, you do not invest in yourself, so why should anyone else? Well, now you know why you seem to invest your time and effort talking and at times dreaming about H.E. even when it is not worth writing home about. The man is an enigma! How does he keep time running a country while you cannot do it when o ya go balancer diAccounts tsa Modiri’s Ego Enterprise? In many dot.com settings, he is a hero, starring, ke bosso! He is Rambo plus Van Damme plus Schwarzenegger. Die Hard! Ba a mo seba mme ba a ikoba ha a tsena; like dogs barking at another from behind the fence. Hilarious!

And he does seem keen to die hard for his beliefs. Firm and steady, he soldiers on in complete independence from political gibberish propaganda speech and actions. To some he seems incompetent to lead, due to his seeming inability to play the game as it has always been played, filthy, tricky, and quite loud. So, he keeps quiet, they talk, he keeps even quieter, they talk even louder, as though to awaken him from his boyish innocence. But the Chuck Norris in him will not let him ruin the sexy in him. You see, a man of few words is what I find utterly endearing. I have enough words as a woman and frankly refuse to compete with a man.

Back to the hunk at hand; the boyish innocence I write of is the very same one that separates him into a man. I like a man’s man, that Bar One man, that seganka sa go sugasuga seboko marapo a sala a le boloulou, kankarapa ya go bolaya tau ka a mabedi! Okay, you get the picture. A man must be able to get down and dirty, to taste dust and dress down. I am most definitely not a fashionista and I do have reservations about men who tailor their suits to skin tight. I am more into the traditional business suit type, if at all, if not, he better dress like a working man. With ‘working’ being the operative term, I mean a man that looks ready to change the tyre of his car if need be, not the well manicured man that has Roadside Assistance on the speed dial of his bejewelled BlackBerry. This man’s man I see in H.E. When not in his Presidential office he is one of the everyday people he leads. With his khakhi farmer’s vest, he seems ready to skin a cow. In fact, so effective is this look that his right hand men and others in Parliament are starting to look a bit like him, go setse afro.

On the famous afro, gentlemen; are you, in any way, shape or form aware that hair is the ultimate indication of youth or otherwise? The lack of hair says old! The lack of pigment says old! And in the era of Khama, old-looking does not cut it with the ladies! Being old is one thing, but looking it unnecessarily is another. Bogologolo go ne go tsohala yo o ratang, but with double dip recessions go tsohala yo o palelwang! And you do not want to appear to be struggling in life or on your duties as a man.

Barack o thuntse thogo jaanong gatwe ba gaabo ga ba dumele gore ‘Yes, we can’, Mbeki ene e rile o nna thogo tshweu ga nama go heletse gone ho o, do you see what I mean? A full head of thick well even pigmented hair says young and able to produce; even if you swear by Go Black hair dye. It says you can produce strong healthy offspring and we all know youth means energy to do any and everything. Youth is sexy as some men will attest to as in their quest to regain their youth they hunt for young women to affirm it. I believe they want to remain relevant, young and still able to do anything, especially that other thing. So ditch the cheesekop and let a little youth into your life. If you are going bald, oh well, no comment, you already know! H.E. wins.

One thing that will always make him much more appealing is his active interest in life. He stays in balanced control. Every woman, even the most sophisticated captain of industry women, especially them actually, desire a man who is able to stay in control in his life. H.E. can control the control. Bosso! He is fearless, he does not take a back seat in life; he rides the Presidential car in the front, he plays and rides dangerous things that can decapitate, bathong, he flies a helicopter, whether it is his or not is immaterial.

He is daring, a bad boy of some kind and women love bad boys and all the excitement they can add to our lives. For a man to be a sexy man, a man amongst men, he must stand out from the ordinary. H.E. is not a post, he is a man holding a post, never in history have we referred as much to the man beyond the post of President as we do now. He is a whirlwind of change and it has been said, ‘take change by the hand and lead it, or be sure it will take you by the throat and drag you’. As you celebrate your independence this year and forth, dare to live, dare to embody the best life, dilo makwati, be inspired by this gentleman we call our President!

Be independent, independent of all things unsexy, tone up, get healthy, get serious, get playful, be inspirational, radiate youth, please be a hunk, Botswana has very few hunks, we need some eye candy guys, and I guess until then, it is all eyes on our President. I know my girlfriends and I are happy that as long as he is a hunky bachelor, he is fair game to fantasise over! I concur!

His unforced power reminds of that of Russia’s Vladimir Putin! Unmistakeable!

THE MAN!

The man is a very interesting species; very simple in design. The man is amazing. I love a man so much it is scary. I just hope that when I believe he is a man then indeed he is a man. American R and B artist Babyface has a song in which he says, ‘bring back those simple times of yesterday, when a man was a man and a friend was a friend’.
Oh how I wish I were born in an era when you were sure that indeed a man was a man. Bagaetsho, I am not discriminating against those who either by choice or nature tend towards those of their own sex for various reasons. I do not understand homosexuality as much as I would like to and I do not mind it either. But I am well aware of my sexuality and I prefer a man as a man!
With that said, I do believe that there is a very big problem and men will have to work hard to solve this one for me. You see, in today’s world of the economically emancipated woman and the ever so feminine and metrosexual man, it is very hard for a woman to tell exactly whether a man really is a man, well at least in the sexual orientation way. A man today is very diverse. Some wear pink shirts, others wear blue shirts, some do their nails and others hammer in nails, some wax their legs others wax their cars, some treat their ladies like queens and others are drag queens. What I am saying is that a man today could be something else so, now more than ever in the history of mankind, it is crucial that a man who is indeed a man makes that definition very, very clear. You can do it, because there are those who do it, ke gore hela ga ba re lekane.
So, in a time where a woman wears the pants while some men want to wear the panty, it is advisable for the old school man out there to remain a man. Strong independent women need a strong independent man who is sure about his story. She needs broad tough shoulders to lean on. We need a guy who does not share our earrings, who uses cosmetics meant for men, and even when he does he stops at the lotion and avoids the tinted powder. Please be a man, be THE MAN! Please. Or else, the human race will die out as I am definitely not having sex with an ‘almost’ man, because I know I will only have an almost orgasm and we all know that almost does not count!