It’s about 3:45 in the afternoon and one of Mugabe’s jet fighters is buzzing our Harare skies. As much as I hate it my skin involuntarily goose pimples. It’s intimidating, it’s threatening and it’s a fucking waste of fuel. Here on the ground, we breathe in deeply, swallow our distaste and we get on with our work.

And, we have a laugh . . . Mugabe: R.I.P (Rigging In Process)

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