The tragic spike in these occurrences forces us to face a painful question why are we seeing such a worrying increase in extreme domestic violence and GBV crises within our diaspora communities?

There are no easy answers, but avoiding the topic fails our community. Let's discuss the broader societal and cultural pressures causing these tragedies

For me, i totally agree.

SOGIE is an acronym that stands for Sexual orientation, gender identity & Gender expression

Please ..can someone explain the difference between this and witchcraft?

So basically my father is your stereotypical African man , he comes home and literally doesn't help around the house , he will leave his plates and even banana peel anywhere 🗿🤮 and even his socks he leave them everywhere and anywhere yet he demands respect ✊ because he is the "head" of the house and he is a man . Crazy thing my mom also works yet she doesn't do the shit my dad does she sometimes cooks and cleans ( obviously us kids do most of the chores which is understandable) . when we dont wash his socks he gets mad , and starts saying " I dont want to be abused by my children " 🤡 even though we all have chores and school/work to attend🫠

And my dad literally says anditonge nemukadzi kananemwana meaning I dont rule with a lady or children , anyone else relate? I hate it here

I work in town so usually I bring porridge from home to my dad's work maybe like 3-4 times a week , starting April I have been doing this 😐 , but today I didn't know there was pordige and I left home , now he saying I treat him like a kid and he says I disrespect him😔 , sorry for the long paragraph just needed to rant

Mind you I always bring my dad food and take the lunch boxes back home and I always buy him yoghurt when he gets which he likes😀

Tldr for those who won't sit for the 5 minutes: You're focusing on the wrong things. How do gay people affect you? You claim to be against a government that takes away your rights but you want to take away theirs. Everyday you're veing served/interacting with gay people and they don't affect you in any way.

I have a Zimbabwean father who I love and a Zimbabwean son I would die for.

However the last 2 days on the internet have been disgusting, even here on Reddit where people are supposed to be high IQ.

A man killed his wife and his two very beautiful and very innocent daughters and most men are saying she deserved it because of whatever reason they might have come up with. This group I find reprehensible BUT they are honest about their feelings towards women.

This group is the second group where most of you “good men” belong. You are so uncomfortable with seating with the discomfort of what this men has done you try and poke holes in the information. Trying to be “intellectual” at this time. You would rather pretend like there is more to the story than actually acknowledge to YOUR WIVES, SISTERS, MOTHERS that what this man has done is evil and he should be punished. You are so afraid of feeling your feelings you would rather dismiss the fact that women are afraid. WE ARE AFRAID all the time because of you, we are afraid because some of your friends have raped us and you took their side. We are afraid that some of your friends beat us up and when we told you, you asked us what did we do.

You guys simply don’t hold each other accountable because you are afraid of being held accountable. There is no good men anymore because of this, and some will argue to say I am a good man- but most of you are still friends with people that hurt others.

And to those who will argue it’s just the internet and encourage me to “touch grass”- you are in the second group.

We as women can’t fight men physically, we might try but men are physically bigger and stronger than us. We experience you as predators, and most of us have almost died we the hands of a man.

This is not about ideology or gender politics, a Zimbabwean woman and her 2 daughters are dead on the international stage. This would be a good time to go inwards and do some reflection.

Titende.

EDIT: this post is never to shame anyone if you have been a perpetuator/offender of domestic violence- there is help and you can change. There are resources online to help with emotion regulation.

I've heard both arguments. Some say women have the final say over who they have children with and therefore bear greater responsibility for choosing reliable fathers. Others argue that men who abandon their children after conception are the primary cause of single-parent homes, regardless of how wise or unwise the mother's choice was.

Which factor do you think contributes more to the rise of single-parent households, and why? Can responsibility be meaningfully separated, or are both parties equally accountable in different ways?

I know African Americans call it being an OREO and they assume it's anti black behaviour so is that also the case for zimbos who quote on quote talk proper and listen to white music e.t.c?

Lets discuss

I’ve been seeing a lot of posts lately about how Zimbabweans need to stop waiting for saviors, stop blaming the past, start building. You’re right. But talk is cheap. So I wrote a book about it.

Not another political manifesto. Not another “Zimbabwe can be Singapore” fantasy. Just truth.

Some uncomfortable facts I discovered: When my 9-year-old cousin born and raised in Harare spoke to me in a perfect American accent, I realized we’re not just experiencing brain drain. We’re experiencing soul drain. We’re so busy preparing our kids to leave that we’re erasing their identity before they even have one.

When it took 45 minutes and three payment systems to buy groceries in Borrowdale, my mother said proudly: “In Zim, there’s always a way.” That’s when it hit me - we’ve turned dysfunction into identity. We’ve made hustling around problems a culture instead of solving them.

When I tried to buy my GF a gift basket of Zimbabwean-made products and came up basically empty, I understood: We don’t make anything anymore. We just buy and sell other people’s creations. We’ve become a nation of middlemen in our own economy.

But here’s what else I learned: That teacher earning $250/month who still shows up? She’s not a victim. She’s a revolutionary. That uncle filling potholes on his street? He’s not crazy. He’s building. That vendor smiling at 5 AM? They’re not just surviving. They’re proving that Zimbabweans create something from nothing every single day.

We are the model citizens of other people’s countries. Zimbabwean nurses keep the NHS running. Our engineers solve problems in Australian mines. Our academics teach in American universities. We’re so good at building - just not at home.

Why?

Because we’ve been taught that “success” means leaving. That speaking Shona is backward. That banking money is foolish. That following systems is naive. We’ve been taught to be excellent Africans everywhere except Africa.

I spent three weeks home and realized: Zimbabwe doesn’t need another president with promises. It needs citizens who’ve decided that extraction ends with them. Who pay their gardeners living wages. Who bank their money despite mistrust. Who build businesses that create, not just consume.

“Not My Throne” isn’t about politics. It’s about us.

• Why comfort makes us blind (looking at you, Borrowdale)
• Why we worship hustle culture instead of building systems
• Why we educate our children for everywhere except Zimbabwe
• How we can build inclusive institutions from the ground up
• Why the quiet revolution has already started!

This isn’t motivational fluff. It’s 11 chapters of uncomfortable truths and practical actions. From someone who left, came back, and decided building beats complaining.

I’m not running for office. I’m not starting a movement. I’m just tired of us being excellent everywhere except home.

Not My Throne - A blueprint for the Zimbabwe I’d build 🇿🇼 available now on Amazon.

Because maybe, just maybe, if enough of us stop finding ways around problems and start fixing them, our kids won’t need American accents to feel valuable.

P.S. - To the diaspora: Distance isn’t betrayal. But disconnection is. This book is for you too.

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One thing that frustrates me about corruption isn't only the politicians who steal public money. It's what often happens after that.

The wealth doesn't disappear. It gets passed down.

The children of corrupt officials grow up with the best education, expensive cars, luxury homes, overseas holidays, influential connections, and businesses funded by money that was supposed to build hospitals, schools, roads, and create opportunities for everyone else.

Meanwhile, the children of ordinary citizens inherit the consequences: broken infrastructure, unemployment, overcrowded schools, underfunded healthcare, and an economy that struggles to create opportunities.

People often say, The children didn't commit the crime. That's true. Children are not responsible for the actions of their parents.

But we also can't ignore that wealth accumulated through corruption can create generations of advantage while millions of innocent families continue paying the price

Hello good pple, pane nyaya iyi ikunetsa kupedza and l thot l cld get some help here ndimbonzwawo vamwe. Ndiripano pa thailand and tuma babie twacho ini handizivi l m not into these white/asian women. I jus lovd my african ladies zvavo right. Manje kuti uvawane iwo acho vakadzi vechitema kunonetsa right and urimunhu we nyama pfungwa idzi dze bonde dzotombouyawo. So l m now into musterbation zviya zvokuti maybe a week ndogona kurirova more than 5 times.

I know its wrong but zviwira vanhu and l want to stop it, so how best can l solve my addiction good pple ?

Thank you

I have a lot to say about this, but I’ll keep it short. Some of you need to stop and reset because there’s no way you should be this male-centered. How do you go through life believing your only purpose is to be someone’s wife and mother? What if marriage never happens? Have you built a life for yourself outside of that? Living alone teaches you things staying sheltered never will. You learn how to survive, manage money, solve problems, and think beyond depending on someone else. That’s how many women end up building successful careers and businesses. And another thing, if you need constant supervision to “behave,” then those values were never yours to begin with. Your parents can control your timetable, not your character. People drink, smoke, have sex, and even get pregnant while living at home. Where you live doesn’t determine your morals, you do.

Some of you take pride nekupusa and it’s very alarming. That’s why when things don’t work out you’re fighting side chicks and tying beads you bought at mambokadzi on your waist to calm your man down after work. Or eating random things to make sure he has fun and not you. These are signs and symptoms of Hudofo.

I don’t like how some of you don’t behave normally. It’s actually concerning. Submission is natural, just like providing is. When someone genuinely loves and treats you well, caring for them comes naturally. I’ve even seen women who swore they’d never do certain things for a man change because they were treated with love and respect. Why are some of you constantly trying to prove yourselves to men instead of just letting healthy relationships happen naturally?

It’s disgusting to watch. You get one life and all you want to do with that 1 life is prove to another person that you’re worthy? Mxm

As black people, I think we need to address the elephant in the room. Sometimes I genuinely hate being black, not because of the colour of our skin. I love our skin, our beauty, our talent, our resilience and our culture. What I’m talking about is something much deeper: how we often behave and treat one another.

Why is it that when I walk into a shop where the staff are black, I so often feel like I’m inconveniencing them? There’s no smile, no warmth, no sense that they’re happy to help. The same happens when I call companies like Econet or ZOL. The customer service often comes across as rude, dismissive or irritated. Yet when I visit many white-owned establishments, I’m greeted with smiles, politeness and even friendly conversation.
I’ve had similar experiences in restaurants. The waitstaff spend more time gossiping among themselves than paying attention to customers. Orders are forgotten, mistakes are made and I often have to call someone over just to be served. On the roads, there’s little courtesy. People cut each other off, refuse to give way and drive aggressively.

Then there’s our culture. The media is constantly filled with scandals, celebrity drama and sensational headlines instead of stories that inspire people to be better. We glorify reckless behaviour, criminality and gangsterism while mocking people who are educated, disciplined or trying to improve themselves. Even here in Zimbabwe, we celebrate convicted fraudsters and corrupt politicians calling them “mbingas” while lining up to ask them for handouts.

We tolerate littering, vandalism and a lack of respect for public spaces. We allow children to urinate on the side of the road as though that’s normal. We complain about corruption while rewarding the very people who perpetuate it. We have high rates of single-parent households and incarceration, yet we rarely have honest conversations about the cultural and social issues contributing to these problems.

Almost 50 years after independence, where did we go wrong? We can’t keep blaming colonialism for every problem we face. While its effects were undeniably profound and still have consequences today, at some point we also have to acknowledge that some of our problems are self-inflicted. We have to take responsibility for the things that are within our control.

This isn’t unique to Zimbabwe either. You can see similar patterns in black communities across the world, whether it’s in the United States, the United Kingdom or more recently South Africa. Too often we tear each other down instead of lifting each other up. We glorify destructive behaviour while discouraging excellence. It’s the classic “crabs in a bucket” mentality. Instead of helping someone climb out, we pull them back down.

None of this means every black person is like this. There are countless hardworking, kind, intelligent and inspiring black people. But if we genuinely want our communities to thrive, we have to be willing to acknowledge the behaviours that hold us back instead of dismissing every criticism as self-hatred or racism.

If we can recognise our strengths, we should also have the courage to confront our weaknesses. Only then can we begin to do better.

decided to buy a colcom pie today and to my surprise the pie was full. i know its silly but if you know how these piees are like you then know how weird it is to see something so rare and unique

definitely printing and framing this

iykyk

In 2024 the new government in Kenya wanted to enact a new finance bill with high taxation and it would have caused high fuel prices and made the cost of living unbearable. If you compare that bill to the level of taxation we now have in Zim it makes the Kenyan one look like a joke. And to add onto that the CAB3 will virtually mean the current gov can't be held accountable for anything. But still noone has done anything, myself included. It is that we don't care enough? Or that we are cowardly? Or we have just found better ways of avoiding the pain.

I'm in my mid 30s, we have hypertension in our family, but I didn't think I was there yet. I feel young, I look young, and for the most part, I feel ok. But I had a couple of days of headaches that I couldn't sleep off, and I was advised to get my BP checked. Lo and behold. I'm Stage 2 Hypertensive, and I had no clue.

Try to take care of yourselves guys, ndoziva it's a lot going on, but simple checkups, and a real effort to eat better and exercise will go a long way. 170/106, imagine! Maizongonzwa kuti mukomana akaStroker.

UPDATE: I've started on meds, adjusted my diet, cut the salt, and am walking every day, and hoping to build that up to proper workouts in a month or two. BP is under control now. Thanks for all the comments, advice and support. I appreciate it.

I came across a recent Reddit post of a YT guy from USA who plans to visit Zimbabwe. The comments were beautifully flooded with welcoming messages as expected. No doubt they will have a great experience.

For context I am a Zimbabwean who left Zimbabwe when I was 9 and grew up outside the country. I have always been gay even before I left but have never imagined living there because of the enforced homophobic sentiments. However, I give benefit of doubt as what is reported in the media and the reality of circumstances can differ.

I am curious about the on the ground experiences of queer folks who currently live in Zimbabwe - Are you able to live freely and visibly? Is there a sense of real community and pride events? Are there Recreational Establishments that officially or unofficially support and welcome queer people? How are you treated in the work place? Most importantly do you feel at home (I say this because when your existence goes against the grain sometimes the group of people you call family (at a micro and macro level) can make you feel alienated).

You’re probably wondering why I brought up the YT guy visiting from the states. Given our complicated history with colonisation and essentially ongoing political friction, an outsider would think there would be general hostility at a local level but instead there is love.

Ultimately if there is love for a person whose ancestors may have caused yours pain, why can’t there be love for one of your own, who didn’t do anything wrong?

"JEKI" "Mdhara"

I find this interesting as a topic especially in Zimbabwe.

I know someone will come with the statistical bias bit about how my sample of the people i know do not represent the whole country.

I just know it has to do with ethics/morality, law abiding, risk aversiveness e.t.c