I THINK that most people living in Namibia may not really appreciate the simple beauty of the landscapes, wildlife and culture of our country. It is always said that you don’t miss water until your well runs dry.

RECENTLY a local bank launched an advertising campaign using photos from the days of black-and-white snapshots, seemingly from the era of 1950s-60s. The message seemed to be praise for the simplicity, honesty and integrity of the good old days. I find that an odd advertisement for a country only 23 years independent from the racist yoke of apartheid. What are the ‘good ol’ days’ in terms of Namibia’s history?

OH no, not Abraham Iyambo! This rivalry between heaven and earth is literally robbing us of our best talent. How can Abes disappear just like that?

MY encounters with Abraham Iyambo were brief and limited to a few polite greetings whenever we met around Windhoek. However, the only exception to these brief polite moments was when he called me on a Friday morning in 2011 after an opinion piece I had written about the state of higher education in the country.