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Prisoners allegedly caught watching sex movies in F/town

Sex-starved inmates at Francistown Prison are said to have received an early festive treat when they reportedly managed to smuggle a pornographic movie into the jail.

According to sources from within the Prison, the x-rated porno session occurred on Friday 8 November, with serial rape suspect Kago Monato allegedly at the centre of the controversy.

The Voice has been reliably informed that Monato and other prisoners were caught red handed watching a blue movie inside the Prison premises.

Information leaked to this publication indicates senior officers were alerted to the situation and promptly proceeded to the entertainment room where they found inmates glued to the screen, feasting their eyes on a raunchy flick.

“It is still a mystery as to how the flash disk containing the sex movies found its way inside the prison walls,” admitted a concerned warder, adding the situation has left Senior Prison Officers embarrassed and angry.

“In response they have come up with stringent measures to ensure nothing similar ever happens again,” explained the insider, who revealed some warders were questioned and punished for the lapse – a move that has apparently not gone down well.

“No efforts were made to investigate how the memory stick found its way into prison. The poor warders were treated like kids and punished without following the Prisons Act,” he said.

The source claimed an order has since been made that all officers at the rank of Assistant Principal Officer to the rank of Principal Officer must be on duty seven days a week.

“It’s a pathetic situation because as officers we also have a social life and family matters to attend to. We can’t work from Monday to Sunday,” he blasted.

However, when The Voice contacted the Francistown Prison Officer in Charge, Senior Superintendent Mosinki, he claimed no knowledge of the blue movie blooper.

“Nothing of that sort has ever been reported to me. Prisoners only watch Botswana Television and a few channels from South Africa which broadcast soapies,” he insisted.

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Asked whether the TV set has a USB port, Mosinki responded curtly, “Like I said, they only watch BTV. Even if it has a port, no electronic gadgets are allowed in prison!”

He further maintained that not a single warder has been questioned or punished in relation to the alleged incident.

Meanwhile, the man thought to have masterminded the sex tape saga is no stranger to controversy.

Monato was one of the inmates being transported in a Police Toyota Quantum, which overturned and killed a police officer and another prisoner in December 2016.

On that day, murder and arson accused, Gobuamang Ntsuape allegedly attacked and strangled the driver, resulting in the vehicle veering off and overturning several times.

Special Constable Thuso Ntusa and accused rapist Emmanuel Mapholo died in the resultant accident.

Monato has since sued the Commissioner of Police and Prisons Services, demanding P950, 000 for trauma caused by the accident.

He claimed that on the particular day he was not supposed to be in court, but was randomly selected to accompany other inmates to Francistown Magistrate’s Courts for appearance.

His attorney, Kesegofetse Molosiwa argued that the Commissioner of Prisons has an absolute obligation to ensure all prisoners in transit arrive safely at court and return to prison safely.

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BDF Major accused of raping colleague’s wife

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A Botswana Defence Force soldier, Major Mmusi Olefile, appeared before a Molepolole Magistrates court last Thursday charged with the rape of his colleague’s wife following a drinking spree at a pool party.

The state alleges that the 36-year-old soldier on March 24th, 2019 at Thebephatshwa Air Base, where he is currently stationed, raped his 33-year-old victim.

It is alleged that on the fateful day Olefile and the victim who is the wife to his co-worker who is also a Major, met at the pool party that was held at the camp.

Later on in the morning at around 0500hrs the woman was dropped off by her friends at her house as she was too drunk to drive, and Olefile is said to have then followed her and entered her house through the window and raped her.

The victim is said to have informed her friends and husband who was attending a military course in Nigeria at the time.

The matter was then reported before the military police before the case was opened at Molepolole police station.

Olefile pleaded not guilty to the charges levelled against him and the prosecution did not oppose his bail application.

Magistrate Kefilwe Resheng granted Olefile a P3000.00 conditional bail and ordered him to provide two sureties who would bind themselves with the same amount each.

Final case management conference was set for April 28th, 2020, while trial dates have been scheduled for  9th and 10th June, 2020.

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For denying me sex you die

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HORNY HUSBAND IN COURT FOR THREAT TO KILL

A horny 40-year-old man is said to have threatened to kill his wife, allegedly brandishing a loaded gun in her face when she refused to have sex with him.

Although Buddah Moabi reportedly also promised to shoot his two daughters as well as himself, he has only been charged with a single count of threat to kill.

The threat against Patience Moabi is believed to have been uttered on Sunday night at the couple’s matrimonial home in Maun’s Boronyane ward.

Speaking to Okavango Voice outside Maun Magistrates Court on Tuesday, Prosecutor Paul Basupi revealed the Moabis’ had been having ‘misunderstandings’ in their marriage, with their parents often having to intervene.

“Their problems heightened on the 11th of January when the accused asked for his conjugal rights and the wife declined citing that she’s not feeling well. However, later she gave in to his demands,” claimed Basupi, adding Buddah again requested sex the next night.

“Again on the 12th the accused asked his wife to have sexual intercourse with him but the wife went to the bathroom to bath. It is alleged that the accused followed her to the bathroom and they bathed together, at the same time uttering words of insult to his wife.”

According to the prosecutor, the insults rose to a deadly new level in the bedroom.

“The wife finished bathing and went to the bedroom where the accused followed her, holding his gun with four live ammunitions. Moabi showed his wife the ammunition and told her that the first is for her and two for their daughters with the final bullet for him. The accused then pointed the gun towards his wife and told her whether she likes it or not she is going to have sex with him. The wife screamed and he left her,” continued Basupi.

Despite the seriousness of the accusations, the couple seemed to have reconciled and even shared a quick kiss when court went into recess.

Buddah, who works as an Engineer for BTC, was released on conditional bail. He was ordered to leave the matrimonial home immediately and to stay away until the case’s conclusion.

He was also told that contact with the complainant was to be limited to cellphone calls specifically regarding his children’s welfare. Otherwise, he is not to contact or visit his wife.

The accused is also expected to report to Maun Police Station monthly.

Buddah is due back in court on 24 February.

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An Eye for What?

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Sunday. Almost noon in Gaborone. From the pulpit, Pastor Godwill’s beady eyes follow his most-trusted foot soldiers lug bags of tithes behind a curtain where the money counting takes place.

With such a generous flock, he will move the church out of the tent into a proper building before Easter.

He will buy a house, then a jet. He raises his hands and sways to the rhythm of the closing hymn.

The church goers dissect the homily and sing the pastor’s praises as they file into the sunlight: “Oh, God! Daddy was on point today.” “May he stay blessed.” “Halleluja, Pastor.” “Amen, Pastor.”

No one notices a young man who has been skulking around the parking lot. He sidles up to a gleaming, new, black SUV.

Big lettering on the side proclaims ‘The Church of New Life’.

It belongs to the pastor—a Christmas gift from a recently-born again member.

He peers inside. Bibles, prayer books. More Bibles. The big money briefcase is not there.

He continues to pad, cat-like, around the bumper-to-bonnet filled parking lot. In another car he spies a woman’s handbag lodged under the driver’s seat. A purse peeps out.

The young man steals a quick look around him but sees someone approaching, so he moves on to another car.

He tests the driver’s door. It is locked, but the cellphone in the storage compartment tempts him, and his time is running out.

He picks up a brick and hurls it at window, shattering the glass.

As the alarm rings, he slides his arm inside and pulls out the cellphone.

Weaving between the cars, he makes for the main gate. Someone shouts. “Legodu!” Again. “Legoooodu!” Louder the second time.
It’s like a siren screaming. The able-bodied give chase. Men, women and children emerge from their makeshift shops, from houses to join in.

“Legodu!”Dogs bark the word. Cats meow the word. Cows moo it. Goats bleat it.

The whole neighbourhood emerges to bear witness.

The young man flies towards the main road. If he can cross the highway, he will melt into the bush and then he will be out of reach, but cars and trucks speed up and down the road. He cannot get across, so he off-loads his loot.

But it is too late for him. A man with biceps the size of the thief’s calves grabs him by his waistband and slams him to pavement. The swelling crowd, cheers.

A slap, a kick, a pinch. Another man fetches a sjambok from his boot.

It whistles as it slices the air, cracks as it lands on the thieves back. Once. Twice. Again. Once more.

A woman who was walking to the Kombi stop cannot resist.

She tucks her Bible into her bag and tugs off her stilettoes. She whacks the thief. Punctuates her words with blow: “You.” Rap. “Little.” Rap. “Bastard.” Rap! Rap! Rap! “That’s for the one who stole my purse.” She stands back and gives way for a man to land his punch.

The cheers grow louder.

A woman driving past slows down to see what is happening. She cannot bear to watch.

She pulls off the road to speak into her phone. “They are going to beat him to death,” she reports.

“Please hurry.” Tears roll down her face.

By the time the police arrive, the young man is soaked in a red sea.

The men in blue-grey uniforms leap from their vehicle.

One of them charges through the crowd that refuses to part.

When he finally reaches the young man, it is to confirm that his life has been stolen.

And still, the crowd cheers.

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