Ja nee, it’s that time of the year again . We are in December, the month that practically only has 15 days! Time moves so fast, money is spent at the speed of a Golf 7 and boom… its January again! Nou my mense, it’s all good and well mara let’s not forget the responsibility that comes with keDezemba. There are unfortunately guys my age who still got their eyes fixated on many other stuff except what really matters. We celebrated (yes celebrated) World Aids Day recently on the 1st of December. Yes, I say celebrate, not commemorate … commemorate is such a “heavy” word in my opinion. The reason I say celebrate is because it definitely seems like we are winning this battle against HIV! Yes, those years are gone when we would gossip about Ou ‘Zoekoep’ who rapidly started losing weight the last six months, talking k*k about his family and waiting for him to die. We go to his funeral and act all sincere, crying with his mother kamma but whispering at his grave site with a few guys how stupid and irresponsible he has been getting himself infected. Nee wat, this is not 1993 anymore! Today we support one another through thick and thin. Trust me, it’s not easy when death knocks on your family door with this disease. I can’t recall how many of my own family and friends I lost due to this disease. Every time it happens you hope it’s the last family member or friend you lose due to this. Mara today we are thankful for Ubuntu, the support Namibians give each other is just amazing. The proper introduction of ARVs and the general stigma of “I might die tomorrow” is gone! I swear, a few months ago I overheard someone at a party insensitively joking… “etse ouens, lewe Emma hoeka nog, is sy nog nie dood nie?” I was so disgusted I just walked away. The fact that they even speculated even further whether she was really HIV positive, and was basically just riding on the support of donors and the general public is a further insult as to what we have achieved so far. En ja, there’s no stigma attached to this disease as you know. I heard this one time that white people called the disease “strikkie griep” … Or ribbon flu, direct translation . The ribbon that symbolises HIV. Halloooo, my ma was vir 45 jaar n verpleegster… when I visited her at the hospital walking down the corridor where people pick up their ARVs I would see all colours, tribes doing the right thing… getting treatment . So strikkie griep is nie net vir sekere mense nie, dis vir almal wat onverskillig optree Oom Piet. So assbelief, all Namibians out there, the infection rate is at an all-time low. Let’s not get tripped over again by keDezemba, kondomise… leave that k*k chiskop ideology of “ek eet nie lekkers met papiere” goede nie . That is extremely dumb and ignorant. And the guys my age, don’t be scared to get up to go get the condom… if you lose your erection then so be it… try maar weer later, but under no circumstances must you go chiskop… Promise that to yourself, you have a responsibility towards all Namibians. Together we will beat this, Viva Namibia!