Africa

Been having a great time intellectually this weekend. Pippa's home and she and uncle Derek and I will have these philosophical talks at dinner about religion, politics, African politics, Zimbabwean politics, history and current events. The way intelligent people are meant to converse. I am drinking it all in. I love learning things about Zim. I think it is a good thing I am not there right now what with all that is going on back home. I swear I would most probably be militant and get myself killed. The passion that wells up in me when discussing Zim and Africa and the whole Live 8 concert thing and the G8 summit. I have totally mixed feelings.

Live 8 was a crock. A bunch of western superstars singing all over the world in an effort to raise awareness and influence G8 leaders to help Africa. Bollucks! The people who say they care will do so as a fad and it'll be great....for about three months and then things will be back to normal again. No one will give a dog's left bolluck about Africa. And then they barely had African performers in the lineup, which bloody defeats the purpose now doesn't it? Buggery losers. But what gets me is the whole feel of the Live 8 thing. It was not concern or care. It was Patronizing. That is how I felt by the whole thing as a born and bred African princess. Patronized. I felt like I was being force-fed sympathy and let me tell you, that is the hardest thing to be forced to swallow. I will be among the very first to admit that Africa needs help. We need sooo much help. Africa's biggest problem is not buggery poverty or AIDS or famine, disease, lack of medication or war. It bloody corruption. African leaders are bloody wankers! Corruption is a disease spreading at a far faster rate and with more deadly consenquences than AIDS ever will. That is what is killing our people and keeping the world's strongest continent on it's knees. We are so much greater than this. We are kings and queens. Of a rich heritage of royalty and yet we are reduced to dogs in the sight of the world. What can they do but throw money at us and hope that'll stifle the cries of our children and mop up the blood of our men and women? But the way they look down on us...on me...breaks my heart inside my chest. They scorn me and laugh at me. They pity me and are relieved to not be me. They don't understand me and they really don't want to either. I am not scorning attempts to help my people. We need it. But do not patronize us. We are human beings too. We deserve the dignity that is given to every other people on this earth. At least they should see we deserve that much. Live 8 patronized me. I just hope one day the world will look at Africa as an entity that evokes awe instead of "aww". We are so much better than this. They are going to have to see this one day.