Friday, 30 August 2019

A Morally Bankrupt Nation


by the Venomous Hope

A renowned journalist and Nobel Prize winner, Ernest Hemingway, once said "There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."  And when you're an avid reader of Richie Online you would agree that the proprietor bleeds articles that should be considered in UNESCO's heritage archive. I cannot speculate how he juggles between his regular job and being a scribe, perhaps some first grade muti is involved. Therefore, returning as a guest this week is both a privilege and a challenge as I have to at least get close to his unusually very high standards. It's the reason I am still bleeding beyond the stipulated deadline despite knowing all week that I will have to chip in on this pulpit.

The challenge, herein, is that a lot has already been said especially on the post-20 May Election hullabaloo, if you sway an argument to the one side of the coin you risk the wrath of zealots who subscribe to the other side. There's is no neutrality when talking about politics. You only have to write and let the people decide your fate. In the words of Hemingway, ‘always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.' No wonder Hemingway ended up committing suicide.

Well, suicide is not a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I would hope that those whose eyes are fixed on the Constitution Court will accept their fate, whatever it may be, without fast-tracking their days of going to hell. Remember one former cabinet minister (MHSRIP) during that cash bleeding and very short regime of Amayi? He had written in his suicide note that he was facing political threats and was living in fear, and he thought of just finishing the job himself. By the way why didn't anyone make some forensic inquiry to find out about the nature of the threats? We are very good as a country in instituting commissions of inquiry on every trivial problem that we can't make sense of, as long as its results will be in will satisfy the political establishment of that time. Godfrey Kamanya's fate needed similar soul searching. Of course, he had just realized he had lost his parliamentary seat, but like every prominent investigation in Malawi, the files were left on some police shelf to rot, well, that is if they are still there with the spate of fires across the country. My point is that we have a very serious problem that has paralyzed every sector.

It is going to take a lot of political will, and of course a carton of paracetamol, to accept the inevitable court decision. MCP and UTM are challenging the results of Presidential Elections, and want the court to nullify and call for fresh ones. We can't just think people will accept the court's decision and go back to their everyday doings. If at all what we have seen with the Anti-Jane Ansah demonstrations, the volume will be more blasting once the verdict is delivered. People should be prepared that the verdict might be ugly for the side they support and if that is the case they will have to accept. It will be political suicide if both sides think they'll have it their way, knowing them too well they probably all have prophets under their employ who have assured them that gods will smiling for them.

It is always important to seek God's help when disagreements are order of the day. We have always seen religious leaders taking lead in the liberation struggle. After all, we tend to mention it to anyone who cares that we belong to a God-fearing nation. It stems from the fact that we have too many churches than are needed, and countless prophets, muftis, apostles, and I can bet my mose, even successors to Jesus Matiki. Our political history has quite a number of paragraphs that these prominent men and women of God laid their hands on. The famous 1992 Pastoral Letter that intensified the ouster of the real Ngwazi, Public Affairs Committee’s deeds over years, the Gule Wamkulu leading the demos in some parts of central region, and not forgetting one Levi Nyondo, whose prayer was answered right away by Bingu at some point, are just a few of examples of how we cannot completely sieve out religious traditions with politicking. We needed more from religious leaders in this time than any other time since in our history since independence. But when you go through a political discourse over the last two months with regard to the role men God have played you begin to question what’s in it for them. The stakes are high and some have seen it as an opportunity to harvest for themselves.

Pastor Dr Jane Ansah is not wanted anywhere near MEC’s offices, and probably some Pharisees want her out of this Judea altogether. This bone of contention has led to some sponsored mediation between those that want her head on the spike and those that splattered selfies with her on social media platforms during victory banquets of DPP. Asofa from BCA Hill met HRDC leaders, Chilima, Chakwera and also Mutharika (you need to be a very deep cover agent to know his schedule these days). Clearly, he has failed to bring them all on one table because just like the contesting opponents, Atcheya is also an interested party. He has a lot to lose or gain albeit depending on whatever version the court verdict will be. Then PAC entered the fray but the egos are just too big to tune down, or more realistically, PAC is seen by most cadets and sympathizers to be pro-opposition and hence not neutral.
Then we saw another alternative PAC going under the eating name of Interfaith Forum for Peace, Justice and Dialogue. The grouping consist of Bishop Joseph Bvumbwe (recently Board chair for MERA), as its interim chair, CCAP’s Timothy Nyasulu, Bishop Brighton Malasa who is barred by some of his Anglican parishes, and Sheikh Dinala Chabulika, a prominent MBC analyst, just to mention a few (Google can give the list in a blink). They said they strive to be exemplary in character, word and deed in order to protect our nation. They will be ‘patriotic, peaceful, and prayerful,’ as part or the statement reads, ‘in order to achieve their objectives of bringing peace in the country.’ There is also a line that they are “leaders of integrity, impeccable standing and peace lovers in society...” Fumbi ndiwe mwini.

Most critics think the grouping has been stamped in to undermine the influence of PAC which arguably is in sympathy with the activities of HRDC especially on the demos, to what end we will never know. The fact, however, is that all these religious leaders have made a wrong approach. The real issue is not about Jane Ansah, the demos have become more of a struggle about life. I have seen people who have never even protested under their roof come out to vent their anger in solidarity with HRDC. When you compare the standard of life now than during 2014 we are worse off this time. This kind of anger has been brewing over the years now because when you elect people you expect some notable changes. The way they patronized campaign rallies was clear indication that they will not accept anything that did not reflect their votes.

The crust, herein is that we need to dissect the needs of Malawians and focus more on what can unite everyone. Right now, everyone’s focus is on the ConCourt and you cannot invite people to come to the table to discuss the same. The fact that the demos are riddled by violence is an indication of frustration against those in leadership position for not doing more. Very few pious religious leaders are taking part in these negotiations and, maybe most are saving their necks. A lot of negativity has engulfed the religious stream to the extent that we cannot rely them to provide a moral campus for this trying time. Just recently, one priest was chased in Karonga by own parishioners for mismanaging funds. Of course, we cannot generalize, but there is some kind of moral decay for all to see. The loss of trust coupled with various social ills like lack of job opportunities especially among the youth, high crime rate, Jane Ansah, high costs of food, corruption and the first filling station in Neno since civilization. Those that won the elections haven’t done anything apart from err commissioning warships (I know what you’re thinking…). Perhaps if DPP had started working on some of these issues maybe Malawians would have been a bit patient with the court case and not throng to the streets.

As more reverends like outspoken Viphya’s own Mzomera Ngwira are being declared bankrupt by the courts, the nation is gaining ground in creating immoral citizens. In no time very soon, we will see some men taking to the streets if their wives have unusually reduced the amount of mitanda yansima on their plate. The precedence being allowed to take root of burning people’s properties, undressing women and other evils is just a sign that the preaching is falling on deaf ears. People no longer trust their religious leaders, they just respect them so that one day they will not forget to preach on their funerals. In the words of Ernest Hemingway, the best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them. Let the men of collar cast the first stone.

Enjoy your Friday folks.

Friday, 23 August 2019

From the Memes; the Science of Heart Breaks


Yeah. Another Friday.

It is very hard to come up with another article especially when you are coming from the weekend when one of your most fierce critics said you had written something wise. On the other hand, it is pretty easy to come back from heavy criticism. If you are at the bottom, you can not go any lower so I know I am pretty okay now.

As you have noticed, I have started off from last week’s article. While some of you kept the negative responses to yourselves, some people were free enough to spit it in my face. Others started giving me a list of names of people who they thought the article was targeting. While I realized that those were perfect fits, I hadn’t really thought about them when I was writing. That showed me something; my article was relevant and relatable and that is what Richie Online is for. While on the same, others thought I was so full of negative energy and I was unnecessarily reacting to things a person of my nature shouldn’t be reacting to. Well. First of all, you hardly my nature so… Lets leave it there, anyway. Two good people I will not mention said “ndinatokota”. Well. I do not think my language was that harsh, either. You should have seen another version of the same message that one friend of mine sent me immediately after he had read mine. Plus, someone had to say what I said, especially in this world where people cannot eat a meal or wear shoes without first uploading on Instagram. If the article hit you, just disregard it because it hit me too when I read it the next day. Steam blown.

To the business of the day…

I should mention right at the start that this article has been fueled by memes. For some reason, people have been posting a lot about heart breaks this week. One human posted about how heart breaks are good for one’s career. Another one posted about how people need to realize that if they are not dating for marriage then they are dating for a heart break and another went on to post about pieces of a broken heart. I got fascinated by another who posted about how a heart break sensitizes and prepares one for the next of its kind. All of these but one was posted in the form of memes on a WhatsApp status. You probably have seen that and you probably know where I am going with this.

Pieces of a broken heart. One meme that I saw was a quote from a player who was wondering whether is was just that his heart got broken into so many pieces and each piece started loving a different person, earning him the player name. Now I know that some of you may take this as something funny as I did, but I am sure that there is a whole fraction of humanity that would say that with seriousness. Two reasons. For some, it may just be an excuse for promiscuity. For others, however, it might just be an issue of insecurity and paranoia in which case people jump into a relationship with one foot while staying on the outside with the other so that they can pull out easily. You already know what happens in that case. The slightest mistake one or their partner leads to a feeling that things may not work out and so such people end up jumping from one relationship to another, switching at the smallest of threats. The funny thing is that these guys don’t really count these unions as proper relationships in this transient phase to full recovery.

Heart breaks being good for one’s career? Now that is very debatable. I am not too sure as to what the person who authored that might have been driving at but I ca n speculate. You get heart broken, forget everything else and focus on school and career. This might work or might not because there are some people who simply cannot function without a support system in the form of a spouse. Such people would always try to find someone with whom to share their lives with at the closest convenience and should they be the kind that are too careful, the heart break leads to a downward spiral with numerous stops in relationships with different people.

And then to another big one. A heart break prepares you for the next one. Now this was a pure meme which had a funny picture and the words, “Remember how you thought you would die after your first boyfriend left you? Look at how you are all cool now, ready for the next breakup”. Whether this is good or not is subject to debate but this is a reality in the later day. Once someone succumbs to the first breakup, the subsequent ones become very tolerable and almost desirable. Someone gets dumped today and they continue to live their life their own way. The explanation? “Amafuna ndidzilira?” 

That is how we have ended up with a broken generation with people who can’t love fully. On the other hand, it might be good because we need people who can move on, so this goes both ways.
Those were the memes and the possible explanations and implications but there is something about heart breaks that made me dedicate a couple of days to the study of the same. Firstly, we have to understand that not all breakups result into heart breaks and that in this modern-day world (in which people have shifted from sex before marriage to sex before a relationship), heart breaks may come from without a relationship. You can smell the complexity of that.

Some have defined a heart break as a state of intense emotions with a big sense of longing especially in the case of a lost lover. That definition is accurate and in a way it sheds light on what is wrong with this world of dating. In the first place, the idea of having a sense of longing following losing a lover means that we are more prone to accepting them back, thus giving them a chance to hurt us again. On the other hand, we need to move on and that gives a chance for someone to either rebuild us or to break us further. This is why the reminder I posted earlier might just be the wisest thing I have seen this week; if you are not dating for marriage, then you are dating for a heart break. Let me get to that.

The normal demands that our dating ventures end up in marriage of sorts, or so we used to think before things got to their current state. In that case, people need to focus their efforts on getting to know and build each other on the way to marriage. That is something that has to be mutual but the problem is that it is hard to sense whether someone is for real with their intentions and whether they will not flip along the way. What we can do, however, is be sincere and give it our best, ensuring that we have those intentions of dating for marriage (or are otherwise making it clear; things I do not encourage on a normal day). The tricky thing is that once people jump into the dating ship, people tend to enjoy each other’s company and that in turn makes them lose themselves whenever they lose their partner. That is why people who are dating need to end up being a thing after this whole dating business because once they get married chances are that they will stay together.

There we are then. There are so many things we could say about heart breaks and we could write a whole book. As I write, I am looking at a bunch of YouTube videos about how to cope with heart breaks and how to fix broken hearts. Whether those are something to go by is a story for another day, but we know that we have people who are waging wars against heart breaks. Perhaps I should also point out that not all people who claim to be heart broken are in that state. Some of us are just out here abusing other people in the name of having broken hearts and that is not something we should deem normal.  Perhaps there is some sort of universal way of ensuring full recovery from a heart break and we should research it and put it right here on Richie Online. Until then, we will stick with time as a healer and YouTube videos for resolution.

Have a wonderful weekend.


And the other thing... If you want to follow this up with a discussion, call me at 1900 hours CAT.

Friday, 16 August 2019

Of Appearing and Being

It is a wonderful Friday and after a week-long leave of absence I am back with something of the article’s sort. Last week I was busy meditating on the court proceedings and watching Liverpool FC thump Norwich city in the opener of the English Premier League and that was enough to distract me from writing the much needed article. How sad. This time, I have taken time away from the work of the day to complete this before it is too late.
Talking of Liverpool FC, this is the team that beat my Chelsea who three days after they were mortally wounded by Manchester United. The beginnings of the football season haven’t been good for those of use who support the blue boys from west London but that is okay. It is only football after all. 
What fascinates me in the football season is the growing fanaticism that I am beginning to see over the years. Every other football fan that I know always has at least the home kit of their favorite European club. I joined the frenzy this season by buying my own Valencia home kit but I doubt that it was because of my love for the team. It was rather the love for the nicely designed Puma shirt. And then there is this thing of couples buying new season jerseys and going for photo shoots… Ndimafuna ndikambe zampira but I think we should divert to this. 
Back in the day, our relationships used to be way stealthy. When you were dating, you always made sure that you met in the most secret of places and you avoided public appearances. Knowing in-laws was something that was reserved for the advanced stages of the relationship and the picture of relationships was a perfect opposite of what is happening in the later day where we search our in-laws on social media and offer them a bottle of something. Then there were the photos. In those days, there used to be a photographer moving around with his bike, taking and distributing pictures. When dishing out, he would hide those pictures of couples he had taken in some bushes and even when dispatched to the owners, those were puctures that used to be hidden behind others in our photo albums. Fast forward to 2019, we have couples movine around with custom t shirts to a photo studio where they have their pictures taken. And on most occasions, the pictures are delivered into a phone or memory card for posting on Instagram or WhatsApp (I am told Facebook is not much of a thing nowadays). 
This whole thing of pictures and all gives me the impression that sometimes all people want is to give out the impression that they are in love and all is well. That is not wrong and perhaps most of these people are truly in love and enjoying it. What it has done, however is to give other the urge to go for such things as photo shoots just to create that flashy image before they actually earn the grounds for doing so through building a strong bond between them. Some of us started going for photo shoots before it was cool but chances are that the people we went with are married with 7 kids. At the moment, we are desperately searching for the contacts of the ladies with whom we took pictures in the bush beyond Chingalangande hill as those were the ones with whom we had real love.
I am not just saying this because I am a swazi (as my friend Tuntufye calls me) but the whole point is that we have more people striving to make an impression that things are well; more that we have striving to actually make things well. Think of the church. Nowadays we have our religious leaders who are teaching us lots of exciting things about God and how we ought to operate in this world as his children. On the other hand, the very same people that preachings are being wasted on walk out of church to resort to the very things their pastor was teaching them minutes ago. Or worse still, it is the pastors who spearhead vice. Not too good. 
Perhaps we should talk about something called success. Now this is something that is getting complicated by the day because people are redefining success and teaching others how to succeed. Teaching someone how to succeed, if you think about it, is not something you would call a bad thing. Rather, it is something I would call noble. One of the problems that comes with it, however is that the definition of success tends to be more subjective than it is universal. For others, success would be defined by the kind of car they are pushing in town while for some it is about how much they have in either their accounts or investments. Then we should consider those who measure their success by the number of spouses.
In the modern day, most young people enter the job market or into business fresh from tertiary education with a mission of proving a point that they are doing well. And then there are those that leave college for various reasons, trying to prove to everyone that they can walk down the same lane as Bill Gates or Mark Zuckerberg. That becomes a problem because in the midst of trying to prove a point people tend to make costly mistakes that ensure that they never get to achieve the financial success they portray to the outside world. 
There is another issue of charity and making impact in this world. I appreciate the efforts that some people I know are putting in towards the betterment of the lives of others and the good of the environment but the rate at which organizations are proliferating in this country makes me wonder if they are up for anything beyond taking high definition photos for some websites while building a profile. Do not get me wrong. It is good to help, but the motive matters. If we only do things to show off as opposed to doing something for the impact it has on the nation or someone’s life, then we have a big problem. I should say no more for the fear of being stoned by the huge number of CEOs that patronize Richie Online. 
So… There you go. There is a lot of pretending happening out there. There is too much focus on appearing to be something good with little if any focus on the attempts at attaining the actual status we like to portray. The question we should be asking ourselves is that of how much the picture we paint to others will cost us. On another note, I am not saying that we should not dress well, drive nice cars or live in nice houses. Neither did I declare going for a photo shoot with your spouse at Bensam Studios a taboo. All I am saying is that there has to be a balance between the impression you give and what you really are. On the other side, we need to be able to take a shower and wear some deodorant to ensure that people manage to see the positive side of us. 
Signing out…. There is no second chance at making a first impression. Mind the picture you paint and balance it with what you are. 

Friday, 2 August 2019

Standards: a Comment on Comments

It is one wonderful Friday and after some time we are back to putting pen to paper. You might be wondering as to why I went AWOL (Google that if you do not get it). Well. I had a tummy ache and I was just tired. I am afraid I have run out of better excuses, but all in all, we are back. Sometimes people just get too busy for things that matter and that is what has been happening to me in the past two weeks. 
So much happened in the time I took my forced leave from writing. There was a heavy debate on language proficiency and intelligence after some lawmakers were caught grossly assassinating the Queen’s language in broad daylight. There have been demonstrations and negotiations with people throwing in a lot of propaganda and useful and useless comments alike. I have been away from it all and I was focusing on doing my work and educating the masses about science and research through any platform I was offered. It is now time for me to comment because as per the regulations, no issue can be declared over before the Richie of Richie Online comments on it. 
Shall we talk about the youngest member of parliament? Of course we should. Perhaps I should start by saying that she impressed me (and still does). I know people who are more educated and who supposedly mounted stronger campaigns but did not manage to win that seat. She is in parliament and that is a no mean achievement. I hope she represents her people well in parliament, if that is a thing. 
Let us take a left turn then. The praise she received as the youngest parliamentarian, however was short lived as she was to later receive a social media roasting of a lifetime for her poor command of spoken English. In a television interview clip that you probably have (or had) in your phone, she was seen expressing her joy over the building of a bridge that had made movement easy in her area. The video was shared with lots of laughing emojis and mean captions which prompted some sects of society to quickly move to her defense. I am that guy who likes to comment on comments, so rather than comment on her interview, I will comment on the comments that people made on the interview.
Others came in and quickly pointed out that the critics who had opened a heavy barrage of fire on the young lady were broke while she was swimming in money. Now that was a lame argument if you are to ask me. Unwarranted as the attacks on her already weak communication skills were, this counter argument was rather misplaced. Another group of humans, however went on to say that even some who were criticizing Fyness were doing it in broken English themselves. Now that wasn’t too bad an argument. It is close to being related to the subject matter, but what I like the most about it is that it is one jab against hypocrisy. 
I was rather amused by two more arguments that sounded a bit deeper. Some people, in their wisdom argued that the interview by the parliamentarian showed the failure of the system to screen for people who are supposed to be in the August House. Now that makes sense. If you are to think about it, parliamentary business is conducted in English and that makes the ability to communicate in English a basic qualification for being a parliamentarian. If you think of the actual job description of a member of parliament (osai zokugulirani mabokosi kapena kumanga ma bridge) which is making the laws that govern the land, you wouldn’t need to be much of a scholar to find the accentuation of the point I just made on English being important. I am not too sure as to how far my fellow young person went with education and how far one has to go with education for them to have masterly over English (considering that after six years of college I still have to ask Harry to draft me an application letter). That led to yet another interesting proposition. 
You probably guessed it because you or someone in your circle proposed the same thing, but people called for the inclusion of Chichewa in government business. I found that interesting because it took me back to the time I used to like reading the Together Magazine. In one of the old editions, there was a dossier on the inclusion of local languages in tertiary education and government business. In my view, that was yet another lame argument because of the motive behind it. I like to think that the call for the inclusion of local languages is meant to accommodate those who cannot speak the exotic language that is English and I have a problem with that. 
I will let those who say that communicating in English is not a measure of intelligence stone me on this but if anything, we are supposed to be raising the standards and ensuring that people who make decisions that affect the country are well conversant with basic national and international affairs. Having some sort of basic education is one of the qualifications that come into play and considering that we are considered anglophone, in which case our education is delivered in English, people who are in decision making positions should be able to communicate in English for an hour or two without getting a headache. The English proficiency in this case is just the basic thing. The more important thing is that people should have an understanding of governance systems and everything else that matters about their roles. Calling for the inclusion of local languages, then, indirectly removes one screening tool that could ensure that people who make decisions for us are savvy about what is best for us. I am not too sure that we can afford to dumb down things to the level where other who do not qualify can now participate. If that was the case, Richie Online articles would have been drafted in Chichewa and posted on electricity poles at Zingwangwa market. 
Before I forget, I should respond to the esteemed ladies and gentlemen that emphasize on the fact that English is not a measure of intelligence. That it very true but intelligence is not all that matters when you get to some posts. I am very intelligent (as some of you may know) but I would perform badly if you were to make me the chief auditor of your company. Point is that knowledge matters and being an MP requires knowledge. Unfortunately, some of you would argue with me because you are okay with your member of parliament rubber stamping a budget document or bill which he has no idea of. English may not be a measure of intelligence, but it highly correlates with knowledge. In the case of a parliamentarian, we need both. 
One guy called the Daydreamer once sent me a letter on this issue of English and if you did not read it, you should check it out. In his view, the standards of learning are dwindling and this has been manifested by the comparatively poorer command of English shown by products of the Malawi school system. I would like to think that this is the real cause of worry over one interview because there are a lot of us whose communication should have been better having gone through the system. 
I have spent a lot of time commenting on the negative comments. There was one positive one too. I saw a couple of bystanders indicating that it was not good to laugh at a young person who was struggling with English but to get them help. Now that might not be for you and me, but I believe the young parliamentarian needs that help. Further to that, she needs the insight, and she should realize that she will need to get better with her communication skills in English; not just for the interviews but also for her growth in various fields. That young lady has potential and she has a whole lot of opportunities ahead of her. I would hate to see her miss out because of a language or lack of knowledge. 
I would leave it right here, for now. One thing we should all learn from this is that there are standards for everything and we need to maintain high standards. Whenever there are people who are not up to our expected standards, trolling may not be the way to go. 
Let me go. Mawa ukwati.