It is another wonderful Friday and once again I had to put
something together. I have to be honest with you that I had to force myself to
put this together because of the surrounding negative energy. It is kind of
hard to think of writing something positive when some things are not moving the
direction you want them to move and when people are butchering each other in
the streets. Nevertheless, I will use the remaining of my energy to shine a
light on the darkness that is engulfing our country.
The papers and online news outlets are awash with news that
members of parliament have passed the national budget that is pegged at around
MK1.7 trillion. There were congratulatory messages extended to the members of
parliament for passing the budget. I had my reservations when I heard the whole
issue of the passing of the budget. In my view, this was just another effortless
activity in which more than half the people who were involved rubberstamped a
document, implications of which they do not understand.
A day before the passing of the budget, I had passed by my
friend’s desk at work and found him looking through the health budget. When I
stopped by, he started highlighting sections of the health budget statement
that he considered dodgy; the military hospital, referral hospital in Balaka,
purchase of ambulances, the completion of Phalombe district hospital and a few
other votes. At the end of the day, I found myself patting me in the back for
having not opened the budget statement which remains gathering dust in some
folder in my computer; awaiting some general cleaning day when it will be
deleted along with other documents that will be considered obsolete at the
time.
Back to the issue of the passing of the national budget, I
found myself wondering later last night, as to whether it was normal for me to
have such resentment towards the passing of the budget. I mean, it is the
national budget and that is what will fund state activities. It shouldn’t be
held up that much and if anything, we should all be happy when it passes because
only then will my parents who happen to be civil servants get paid. I found
myself lacking the euphoria or neutrality that should come with the passing of
the budget as I generally think that the debating of such a statement is
cosmetic and hardly keeps the budget proposed by the authorities responsible in
check.
Then there was the issue of the police officer who died in
the line of duty while controlling rioting crowds at Msundwe in Lilongwe. Now
this was an issue of people who closed the roads off, supposedly in a bid to
block DPP supporters from going to the rally by HE at Kamuzu institute of
sports. Worth mentioning is that on top of that, the Msundwe brigade as they
are also called started to ask for money from passing motorists, creating panic.
This is when the police stepped in to disperse the “demonstrators”.
When the pictures of the gruesomely murdered policeman,
comments started to fly around in the social media. That was to be expected,
anyway. We like to comment on things as they happen. The general observation,
however was that every comment that came seems to be colored with less of
humanity and more of political colors; or so some people thought.
The first to comment were those who thought that murdering
police officers was not a good thing and we need to tone down and cut down the
violence. It was the logical thing to say and life is sacred, after all. I was absorbed
in the same thoughts, wondering what this police officer had done despite wearing
his uniform and discharging his official duty, to earn him the gruesome death
when I read some comments on comments. For some reason, others thought
condemning the violence amounted to being a blue-eyed cadet. You did not condemn
violence when it happened Blantyre, they said with little to no evidence of the
same. You beat us when we were demonstrating and we are revenging, they added.
This was said as if the commentators were the police who had beaten them (not
sure under which banner they were speaking).
The people who were speaking against the condemnation of
violence started arguments of their own. The backed themselves saying that they
had been provoked in their backyard and they had the right to retaliate. From
the comments, the people seemed to be pro-opposition and HRDC.
Over the past few days, we have seen different political
leaders from the civil society and political parties condemns the violence that
was orchestrated by what has been dubbed as the Msundwe brigade. The president spoke
against it and his sentiments were echoed by the two major opposition parties,
the MCP and the UTM. The organization that has been leading the anti-Jane Ansah
demonstrations, the HRDC also came out to condemn the violence and rightly so.
Naturally, some might think that the president condemned the
violence because it was his children, ana adadi that were attacked (might be
true considering the silence that was from the ruling party when a reverse feat
happened) but the fact that opposition and civil society added their voice to
this should speak a lot to anyone who has a few ounces of brain left in them;
or so I think. The issue that violence is no way of sorting differences is not
one we should be debating on. What I am wondering is why we have sunk so low to
let tribal and party lines divide us to an extent that we cannot think about
the sanctity of human life. Perhaps one thing we might have forgotten is that
the police officer who was injured was a father, brother, husband and son to
someone. He had a life and dependents whose lives will never be the same,
thanks to the loss of his.
I understand that I might have had an extreme opinion on the
passing of the budget in the same way that people have theirs on the violence
that is in the country. In some of the articles I wrote, I tried as much as I
could to remain neutral over certain issues like the fees hike in public
universities. In those times, people used to come to me after reading, just to
ask me to pick a side. I would always chicken out and tell them that I was
neutral. Lately, I have learnt that being neutral is an abstract and almost
non-existent concept. Most times when I said I was neutral I was just trying to
keep my views to myself for different reasons. On the other hand, opinions need
to be guided by reason and a bit of facts to avoid extremism that condones
things like violence.
In as far as we live in this country and on this rock, we
will always have differing opinions. We should, however keep our thoughts in
check and respect the affiliations and opinions of others. What we have seen
over the past few months is political and tribal intolerance of the highest
order and if this is left unchecked we might be in for worse.
There have been questions on who the root cause of whatever is
happening is. Some would point to the opposition for not accepting the results.
Others would point to Jane Ansah for mishandling the elections and refusing to
resign following the post-election fracas. And then there are those who would
point to the president for not providing the much needed leadership out of this
mess and not extending an olive branch. Perhaps that was why one Major Prophet
Shepherd Bushiri called for calm and acceptance of the outcome of the court
case. Akukudziwani kuti mulibe khalidwe anthu ake inu and you will let your
opinion of what should have happened in court come at the expense of national
peace.
All in all, we are entitled to opinions but we should try to
keep them in check.
Been a rough week and I am glad we are going into the
weekend. I am told there is something happening at Jacaranda Cultural Centre
and that that the Black Missionaries are performing at Namacha Village. Perhaps
those will be good places to empty the negative energy after work and church.
Have a lovely weekend. And if you have time do visit the
author over the weekend. Nane ndimafuna kuyenderedwa. Zikomo.
