THE HONEST IMPACT with Gideon Kapuka

Ai man, let’s just talk as Namibians for once. No suits, no “Honourable” nonsense, just vibes and truth. Because how come every time someone becomes a minister or some fancy government official, suddenly their life changes like a WhatsApp status? From “hustling” to “living soft” in a few months. Awee my guy, which salary is that one? Government salary mos doesn’t do miracles like that 😂 You go in broke, come out driving a V-Class, owning a farm, and suddenly your kids are studying in Cape Town. Eish, teach us okanamibia magic please, or maybe it’s Tender 101: How to Eat Without Getting Caught 🤣 Let’s be serious, neh. A minister earns what, N$50k or N$60k a month? But somehow you’re building mansions, buying land, and owning “companies” that never existed before you got that position. So what are we supposed to believe? Divine intervention? No man. That’s not blessings, that’s budget money you’re eating. And the funniest part? These same people love to talk about “transparency and acc...

Let’s be real, half of Gen Z is out here acting like philosophers trapped in influencers’ bodies. Everybody’s a “healer,” “soft girl,” or “alpha male,” but nobody’s actually interesting beyond their filters. Now, here’s the cold truth no one wants to hear: once a man learns to control his lust, the whole illusion falls apart. That girl you thought was mysterious? She’s just good at taking selfies. That “deep” girl with the zodiac captions? Her entire personality is her birth chart and a trauma story she keeps on repeat for attention. When you stop letting your hormones make your decisions, the fog clears, and suddenly, you’re surrounded by people who can’t hold a conversation unless it’s about astrology, aesthetics, or anxiety. It’s like every sentence starts with “I feel like…” and ends with “because Mercury’s in retrograde.” 🙄 Bro, Gen Z has somehow managed to make superficiality look spiritual. They’ll ghost you for self-care, post motivational quotes from people they’ve never read...

Let’s talk about it. Because clearly, something isn’t adding up in this generation’s love equation. Every other day, you’ll hear a woman say, “I just want a man who can lead!” Sounds noble, right? Leadership, direction, guidance… all that good stuff. But the moment a man actually tries to lead, suddenly he’s “controlling,” “too opinionated,” or “thinking he knows everything.” Girl. You said you wanted a man with a plan, not a man you can boss around while pretending it’s teamwork. It’s giving confused. Like, you wanted a pilot, but you’re still arguing about what altitude he should fly at. You want a driver, but you keep grabbing the steering wheel every five minutes yelling, “You’re not even going the right way!” Make it make sense. Modern love is a mess because everyone wants power, but nobody wants responsibility. Men are scared to lead because they’ll be labeled toxic. Women say they want leadership but only when it agrees with their mood. So now relationships feel like two people ...

You might get mad, but you’ll keep reading anyway. Don’t worry, it’s not personal. It’s just that the truth hurts more than contour without setting spray. Let’s talk about the delusion Olympics, specifically the makeup and age-gap dating event. Every week, someone on the internet discovers the shocking revelation that men like younger women and women like men with money. Groundbreaking stuff. Like, Nobel-level discovery right there. First off, let’s clear the powdery air. Makeup isn’t about “looking younger.” Please. Some of y’all have been blending your faces since 13, not to look 10, but because puberty decided to play Connect-the-Dots on your cheeks. Makeup started as a shield, not sorcery. But somewhere along the way, the narrative turned into: “Women wear makeup to attract men.” Girl, no. She’s wearing that highlighter because she wants to glow like divine revenge, not to impress Chad from HR. Now here’s where it gets juicy. Young women in their 20s love older men. They’ll say, “H...

So here we are, a woke Namibian generation, living through what must be the most creative chapter in economic history. Forget unemployment. Forget collapsing hospitals. Forget the skyrocketing cost of living. The new national priority? Redesigning our money. Because clearly, the colour of our coins is what’s been holding this country back 😏. The nation is tired. No, fed up, with these new currency notes and coins. Who even asked for this upgrade? What was wrong with the old ones? Did they suddenly become allergic to inflation? Let’s not sugarcoat it; this whole stunt smells like another SWAPO–Chinese printing money project. And it’s a painfully expensive one. Taxpayer money down the drain, for what? So someone could stand at a podium and unveil a shinier version of poverty? 💰 The irony is unmatched. We’re spending hundreds of millions printing low-quality currency while hospitals are underfunded, schools are overcrowded, and young graduates are roaming the streets with CVs that might...

Welcome to the age where everyone’s an expert, especially on things they’ve never actually done. You’re broke? Someone who’s never had a job will tell you how to manage your finances. Your relationship’s on the rocks? Don’t worry, that one friend who’s never had a stable relationship will gladly offer a TED Talk on “knowing your worth.” We are literally drowning in advice from people who can’t swim. Let’s be real: substance matters more than the source. Wisdom doesn’t always come in a suit, a degree, or a blue checkmark. Some of the best lessons I’ve ever learned came from people most wouldn’t even stop to listen to, the kind who don’t “network” but somehow know life. Because sometimes the most unfiltered truth comes from those who’ve been through the mud, not the ones still googling how to get dirty. Now here’s the kicker: advice is just an option, not a commandment. Take some, all, or none, it’s still your life. The fine print nobody reads says you are responsible for the outcome. Li...