By Silas Gisiora Nyanchwani via FB
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Random Musings
Sometimes I think marriage is a function of poverty.
Both men and women, when they get money, chances are, they want someone new for a difference.
Poverty confines people to persons they don’t necessarily like.
That is why more than half the MPs once newly elected, they marry the second wife or get a mistress. If female, some try to get a playboy for some action.
I noticed marriage works when one is either poor or rich. Middle-class is where the war is.
Pesa kidogo kidogo, you want want to acquire new taste in the opposite gender. As a man you want ndogo ndogo. As a woman you want that man with a well-toned body for the sheets.
And money can buy you anything. A short man with money, has better chances than a tall broke man.
Lately, I see older women who buy love and I think I love it when love is transactional… It always was.
A man even when old like that guy you keep destroying his road can access just about anything he wants. You guys remember the richest man in Tz marrying that young songstress and they told us it was love.
Well.
Even older women, especially rich or the Auntie wa Harrier have their Ben10s and it is all good.
Money gives us choices. And access to many things that poverty restricts us from.
Some of you are not humble. You just broke.
A friend who got money recently, told me, women no longer argue with him. They are quite agreeable. Even his dry as Weetabix jokes are funnier. He knows.
Nyamwange Ombuna famously said a man who earns Sh 700,000 can risk to have another child out there and the wife will be very understanding. A man who earns 40,000 can’t risk similar mischief.
Transactional relationships are the best. As the South Africa modern philosopher, Mokokoma Mokhoanana said recently,
“Prostitution is the relationship or marriage without the romance, commitment, promises, lies, etc.… and the mattering of the man’s sexual performance.”
In that regard a woman never pretends to love you. You know it as a man and that is love.
Back to my Windhoek.
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