Kenya Imagine
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Zimbabwe's enigmatic millions
Posted: March 27, 2008, 8:15 pm
As Ralph drove me to his rose farm in Enterprise Valley, some thirty kilometres outside Harare, he explained how anyone with access to foreign currency and local credit can become a Rockefeller in the new Zimbabwe.
"I bought my farm in 2000 for the equivalent of $150,000 US dollars," he said. "Paid for it in Zimbabwean currency, of course. Borrowed the whole lot from a local bank." The bank charged thirty percent interest on the loan, which would be a lot if inflation weren't outpacing it by several thousand percent. A year and a half later, Ralph's debt had shrunk to the equivalent of USD$18,000 and he paid it off with the proceeds from a single truckload of flowers.
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Hope
Posted: March 27, 2008, 5:03 pm
Minda Magero survives the crisis and looks only upward, resilient and recalcitrant in the wake of all life throws at her; she refuses to go under. Read more here. -
Literature, Blood and Doves
Posted: March 27, 2008, 4:32 pm
As the media went into a frenzy celebrating the ‘5th Anniversary of the Iraq War', my friend Jackie via chat asked why they were saying this like it was a happy event, like a wedding anniversary or something.
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Youth and Nation
Posted: March 27, 2008, 8:43 am
Knowledge is power or so the cliché goes. Tyrannical governments the world over - from apartheid South Africa to the Moi regime in Kenya - introduced emasculating systems of education. In South Africa, Bantu Education taught the black population to be efficient slaves to their white masters. In Kenya, the 8.4.4 system of education taught us to be God knows what.
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Not willing to give up on tribe
Posted: March 27, 2008, 8:39 am
I am not yet willing to give up on the concept of tribe. I am unwilling to grant that colonizers were right in their claims that tribe was a limited concept that had no place in the modern world. I am unwilling to accept their definitions that my history and heritage are small and uninteresting, lacking in depth and complexity, beauty and joy.
Read more from Keguro Macharia here.
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Fish cakes
Alas a fish cake.
Yet more fish cakes
Guess what ... yeah ... fish cakes.
The end of the fish cakes