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Chapter 10Government communications –20 years of empowerment and
development
Government communications –20 years of empowerment and
development
The Government Communication and Information System (GCIS) was
established in 1998 to actively communicate with the public about
government policies, plans, programmes and achievements. This
chapter traces its history and reflects on how far the organisation
has come. A number of GCIS employees collaborated in the writing of
this chapter.
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