MOST Zimbabweans have lost all hope on the best way to get ourselves out of our current predicament.
Some thought the M
DC-driven “final push” would deliver the punch while others thought it would be the talks between President Mugabe and Morgan Tsvangirai that would extricate us from the morass.
Slowly, hope in any of the above seems to be fizzling out. An atmosphere of dejection and despair seems to have engulfed most of us. Questions are ringing in everyone’s mind: how should we tell Mugabe that we are really suffering? How should we remind him that lying to the whole nation that everything is rosy in this country does not fill our empty stomachs?
Those very pessimistic and vulnerable to the vice of fear have already resigned themselves to fate. To them there is no one who will be able to convince the old man that people, in as much as they revered Mugabe so much during the liberation struggle, have come to a stage where they now hate him in equal proportions. Tsvangirai has demystified Mugabe’s aura of omnipotence, but has not done enough practically to be crowned messiah of the troubled souls of our country.
Zimbabwe is now a country with no hope. Although Mahatma Gandhi once proclaimed that even tyrants who at one time appear invincible will one day face an ignominious fate, the people of our country are stuck.
We have unofficially renounced our ability to determine the destiny of our country. Can we say we have all been cowed into a corner and no one can manoeuvre, unless you parrot the ruling party’s gibberish?
Mugabe is an accomplished author of people’s problems and sadness. He did it as early as the 1980s during the infamous Gukurahundi massacres to protect his throne and he is repeating the same tactics. People are subject to their history and right now everyone remembers vividly how deadly Mugabe can be, especially if it involves challenging his leadership.
We have enclosed ourselves in a protective shell of cowardice. The dear leader looks at us and, behold, he feels contented as a leader of a mass of cowards.
Mugabe has grown so arrogant knowing that no one can challenge him. He has mismanaged the country’s economy with no one raising a finger.
We now live in a country of shortages, from fuel to bank notes, and incompetent leaders.
The old man remains resolute in riding a dead horse. He has enjoyed it, but fails to realise that a dead horse takes you nowhere. He has taken refuge in listening to lies that are ingeniously manufactured by the maverick Information minister Jonathan Moyo.
I would like to believe that after composing “Go Warriors Go”, Moyo shall soon come up with a song called “Go Dictators Go” which Mugabe should take heed of, followed by Olusegun Obasanjo and later by the rather confused Thabo Mbeki.
Mugabe may want to portray George Bush as an agent of the evil one, but I doubt our people agree with that warped logic. As long as Mugabe presides over the sinking ship called Zimbabwe no one in his right senses will hearken to calls that Bush’s agenda in Africa is to entrench the ugly hand of imperialism. Mugabe should know that the people of this country are so enlightened as to know what is good or bad. Perhaps Bush commands more respect in Zimbabwe than Mugabe is enjoying.
The reasons are there for everyone who is not having a decent meal each day to see. It is unanimously agreed that Mugabe is the undesirable element in our midst.
Life in Zimbabwe has become a nightmare for many of us. The aspect of nationalism that is preached by Mugabe is moribund in our epoch. What nationalism, what patriotism if my tummy is only full of water? To hell with it.