JUST how much can Zimbabweans take? Twenty odd years of Robert Mugabe’s tyranny and still no one acts. You have to wonder and be amazed at the same time.
ields his presidential powers like an emperor with his every whim catered for. He changes the constitution, no one bats an eyelid. He, for a reason no sane person can comprehend, decides to bulldoze thousands of homes – making over three hundred thousand people homeless – no one bats an eyelid.
Okay so the international community has condemned most if not all of his activities but who cares about the international community anyway? Not me. I am more interested in why my fellow Zimbabweans can allow one man to affect our lives so much that long after he is gone we will still be cursing the name Robert Mugabe.
Generations of young Zimbabweans have grown up and are still growing up under the Mugabe umbrella, robbed of the opportunities to grow and flourish in their own native land.
Instead the lucky ones migrate abroad to exist as second-class citizens, most working for minimum wages. The unlucky ones are forced to stay and endure the painful struggle of day-to-day existence – endless queues for scarce basic commodities and pathetic wages made worse by a dollar losing value every day.
Yet there shouldn’t be any conceivable reason why Zimbabwe should be in such a state.
However, the state of Zimbabwe is not the issue here. The issue is how an entire nation of such intelligent and hardworking people can allow one man to drag the whole country into oblivion.
Where is our pride? Rebellion would have scorched other nations if such a situation existed. South Africa wouldn’t put up with it, neither would Nigeria nor Mozambique or any other African country. They all have problems of their own but lack of pride is not one of them.
Here is a man who rigs general elections, rations basic commodities in favour of his cronies and, as if that’s not enough, makes over two hundred thousand people homeless. And we Zimbabweans take it all in our stride? I think the time to discover our pride is long overdue.
I can understand people’s reluctance to go back to the days of fighting for our freedom but fate has dealt us the same cruel hand again. Our freedom is at stake.