The Ugly Truth of the African Progress

Hi all,

It's a good morning from the 2nd of January of 2019. A lot of things are on the horizon. I'm looking forward to working with influencers throughout the African continent such as Tanzania, Kenya, and Mozambique.

Unfortunately, the behind-the-scenes cracks of such economies were glaringly obvious in 2018. The regressive policies of some governments make it very difficult to see how technology, which is inherently unbiased, can co-exist in a biased, homophobic society.

The article http://atavist.mg.co.za/africa-for-pessimists-and-optimists-2018-in-review, published by Mail and Guardian sheds light into some of the concerns all interested in the wellbeing Africa should take note of. The article is explicit in forming a picture that clearly shows there's a lot more work to be done than what meets the eyes.

But one should see such problems as unexplored opportunities. I believe this continent can make sustainable changes for the benefit of all its citizens. Let's all get to work.

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