Showing posts with label 21. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 21. Show all posts

Friday, 27 December 2019

Namibia and Milton Louw 28 December 2019

Dear people who care about me, the consumers of Namibia,

My humble apologies.

Over the past 20 years it has been my honour of being the custodian of your personal digital information.

I have on a laptop in the possession of the Namibian Police a software program I wrote in 2004 called the "Namibian Consumer Database".

In that database of over 3 million records I have stored the following personal digital information if the people in it.

They are:

  • Voters Register of Namibia 1999 (VRS99)
  • City of Windhoek debtors book 2003
  • Namibian Taxpayers Excel Sheet not dated
  • Voters Register of Namibia 2009
  • Nambiz database 1999, 2004, 2013
  • Box holders of Nampost
Thank you for the honour and the understanding.

We in the world, and very much so here in Namibia, (where I reside with my Captain Adorable), need:
  • Consumer Protection Act
  • Privacy and Data Protection
  • Protection of Personal Digital Information
I believe in standards.

I thank you.

Milton (whose turning 50 tomorrow 😇)

Monday, 21 March 2011

A Crown For Your Brow, And a Key For Your Hand

on Namibia's 21st birthday, 21 March 2011

This morning once more my country awakes
This day is no normal day though,
No, today my country has come of age,
It is no longer a child,
But an adult member of the world.

I remember its birth many sunrises ago
When I was chosen to raise our new flag,
Looking out from that first maternity ward
Over the rolling hills of our capital Windhoek
The skyline created by the colonialists.

Today, my country receives its key,
The key to unlock things before hidden,
Things that were forbidden to do,
Now maturity must lend a hand
And help in the choices it makes.

During its teenage years,
I became worried as it flirted,
Its political alliances changing shape
Hard words being exchanged during puberty
Crying tears of unanswered love.

As my country becomes more self-assured
Exerting its own will and wants
It is time to step quietly aside,
Assuring it of my undying, continued love
While letting it achieve its own greatness.

Smile, my beloved land on your crown birthday,
You have overcome many a fall or scrape
Some of the scars will remain as proof
All of it part of growing up and learning
Preparing for your role in life

Do not care about your past
The bitted words of things you cannot change
Mould yourself into a strong unified character
Reconciliation will always be your guide
Making every citizen a part of the motherland

From Today, as always, make us proud.