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Baobabs, donkey carts and armoured beetles

And the passing of Constitutional Amendment Bill No 2 in Zimbabwe …
The Zimbabwean president now has the power to appoint judges without public scrutiny and choose seven unelected ministers. Image: AbodeStock

After a short time away I was travelling home on Zimbabwe’s 41st Independence Day. It had been a long journey, over 1 650km, filled with images of life in our country that seem to have come from another era, a place where time has stood still and there is little sign of the 21st century or of development 41 years after independence.

Zig-zagging, swerving and often having to come to a complete stop I navigated roads in south Zimbabwe that were a maze of churned up dried mud, gullies almost knee deep, treacherous potholes and dusty tracks running alongside main roads which are now impassable. Travelling at 40km an hour was a luxury, 15km an hour was the norm, and in a few places donkey carts were going faster than me!

Cattle, goats, pigs and occasionally even sheep and turkeys have right of way here and you yield to them as they are the lifeblood to people living in such harsh conditions.

Donkey carts are the main form of transport here. They carry people, food, firewood and grain. Donkey carts are also the main way for sick people to get to faraway clinics; they lie in the back covered in blankets, coated with dust, bumping, shaking and banging over gullies, dips and potholes.

Maize is stacked in stooks in some fields while in others the reaped cobs are drying in cribs and raised stands or just on top of roofs. Stands of sorghum with deep chocolate brown seed heads bulging with ripening grain are inspected by small flocks of Quelea birds, no doubt soon to be joined by thousands of others waiting to come and feast when the grain is ready.

Fearsome things

Dodging huge beetles crossing the road, I stopped to investigate what these prehistoric looking creatures were. With bulging red eyes, bright yellow underbellies, steely blue legs and spiked armour, they are fearsome things.

I later discover they are armoured bush crickets, flightless, growing to 5cm long and an invasive pest that feeds on sorghum and millet. They can inflict a painful bite and also autohaemorrhage, squirting lymph at attackers. Take that girlfriends! I knew there was a good reason for my unrepeatable reaction when one came purposely striding towards me.

Vast, wide rivers are still flowing a month after the last rains of the season. On many smaller rivers the bridges are in a treacherous state: surfaces eroded, edges broken away, steep approaches at one side, deep trenches at the other.

At almost all the rivers a mass of high water debris has accumulated: whole trees, branches, sticks, reeds and litter carried downstream by floodwater now choking the watercourses and completely clogging the bridge culverts. In every river clothes are being washed, kids are splashing and bathing and laundry lays draped over rocks and bushes to get dry in the sun.


The toil of daily life is evident everywhere: kids herding cattle; pots and dishes upside down, drying on racks in the sun; women carrying 20-litre containers of water on their heads or long branches of firewood tied together with strips of cloth or bark; children turning handles wound with rope lowering buckets up and down into wells filling lines of empty buckets; teenagers making bricks, chopping wood, driving donkey carts.

And despite the hardship and toil, you feel welcome everywhere as children call out “How are you?” and people everywhere wave, smile, lift a hand and give you endless directions if you stop to ask the way. Directions that include: “Past the Boabab tree, across the river at the broken bridge, turn right at the bottle store!”

In this forgotten land here in rural Zimbabwe, you wonder how long it will be before the news (or its impact on our lives) filters down …

The news that, while the cattle were being herded and clothes being washed in the river, in Harare the National Assembly passed the Constitutional Amendment Bill No 2, allowing the president to appoint judges without public scrutiny, extend their terms of office past retirement age, remove the vice-president running-mate requirement and appoint seven unelected ministers.

Oh Zimbabwe, from donkey carts and baobab trees to power and control, this is our country 41 years after independence.

Cathy Buckle is a Zimbabwean writer and blogger living in Marondera, Zimbabwe.

Copyright © Cathy Buckle

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When I hitchhiked to the then Rhodesia many decades ago, one of those “prehistoric looking creatures” crossed the road as I sat outside Beit Bridge waiting for a lift to Salisbury. Coming from Cape Town it was an introduction to another Africa.

Yep … the people were wonderful even then. Your rural adventure sounds pre-colonial.

…all of Africa simply returns to the pre-colonial mean. It’s not good, its not bad. It will happen faster and more frequently here in Azania too. Us colonials just don’t belong here.

“Us colonials just don’t belong here.” …. My wife and I repeat this mantra quite often.

Do you think that the woke Ramaphosa worshipers and BEE beneficiaries will see the warning found in the actions of the National Assemby?

Quite simple answer – NOPE!!!
Lack of basic education and intellect to blame for that.

They “freed” themselves from the Smith government. Clearly the current situation is acceptable to them, else they’d do the same today, not so?

Nature lovers respect both the beauty and cruelty of the way in which living organisms in Africa express their natural instincts. Naturalists take the cruelty with the beauty, while humanists tend to reject the bad side of humanity to embrace only the good.

During the period of Enlightenment, after the Renaissance, the most intelligent philosophers, clergy and scholars, developed the ideas of individualism, accountability, liberty, property rights, and the rule of law to enable humankind to escape from the overarching rule of nature that governed over collectivist societies up until then. Famine and disease restricted the population size in communalist societies. Property rights allowed populations to grow and flourish far above the levels that were possible under a communalist system.

This brings us to the beautiful and cruel reality of the laws of political economy. When a collectivist culture moves away from property rights, individualism, accountability, liberalism, and the rule of law, to embrace the opposing factors as described under collectivism, they set the Malthusian Trap for themselves. Such a society regresses to fall under the regulating mechanism of nature once again. They vote for poverty, famine and disease, a higher mortality rate, and shrinking population size. The size of the population has to shrink to reflect the unavoidable consequences of a lack of property rights.

Naturalists are fortunate enough to experience this logical and fair process on our doorstep. Humanists pretend as if this self-inflicted regression of society is not happening. They tend to blame it on the unscrupulous behaviour of some corrupt individuals, while in reality, it is the manifestation of the communalist mindset. This decay is the wishes of the people, delivered by a democratic system.

Like in Zimbabwe, 95% of local voters are communalist. Now, please explain to me by which logic the results can be any different here. It simply takes longer to get to the same situation because we had a much bigger economy to begin with.

“That men do not learn very much from the lessons of history is one of the most important lessons of history”

Aldous Huxley 1894-1963

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