Posted on 04/10/2006 8:06:27 AM PDT by dead
I SHALL start with the things we have done in an effort to shake Robert Mugabe off our weary backs.
We have shied away from confrontation. In our meekness as Zimbabweans, we have offered our spears, shields, knobkerries and clubs to Mugabe in a self-defeating stance of pacifism. We have avoided our right to defend ourselves from aggression by assuming that if we remain unarmed and cowardly, Mugabe the aggressor may not attack us.
We have shamelessly sold out our dignity to Mugabe’s wicked ways. The proverbial phoenix may never rise again. We deserve the humiliation; for in our expedience to avoid shedding a few drops of blood from the throats of our adversaries, we have allowed our enemies to drain all the blood that could possibly flow in our veins.
What we have done is pure spineless cowardice of the worst dishonour. We have shamelessly committed infanticide and crowned the cowardly act with suicide. There is no worse way of killing your own progeny. There is no worse way of castrating oneself.
Politically, we are neuters that parade sterility everywhere we go. We are what we are because we choose to be what we are; castrated men and spayed women. Our courage is as effective as that of a pride of toothless lions wondering in a zoo somewhere in Beijing.
Dancing is one way of celebrating humanity; happiness and achievement. We have attended dances organised by Mugabe. We have tucked our sorry tails between our ungainly legs and accepted invitations to Mugabe’s séances. Without contrition, we have accepted gourds filled with the blood of our own and taken gulps that would shame a camel that has not been to an oasis for months. We have enjoyed the self-demeaning dances we have had with the witching Mugabe.
In mitigation, we have all asked, ‘What effect will a single dance with a demon do to a whole life-time?’ We have been extremely careless with our conscience. We have been unkind to ourselves and our own kind. There is no defence in dining, wining and dancing with the enemy; not even in your dreams! At every instance Mugabe dances with us, he puts a tally in his black book of notoriety. We are affording Mugabe achievements he ordinarily should not enjoy. We are to blame.
We have voluntarily accepted to swimming session in a sewage pond full to the bream with Mugabe’s excreta. Can we call ourselves a people with dignity? Should we not be called yellow-bellied cowards? Countrymen, enjoy the breast-stroke in the pond of shame! It is so ironic that some of you have gone on to excel in the Olympics through persistent swimming lessons in Mugabe’s dirty pond. What would we say; the reward of a diplomatic passport is testimony!
We are disgusting cry-babies of the worst bloodline! We sob and expect Mugabe to exercise some tender-heartedness in soothing us. We forget that at the moment Mugabe wipes off our tears, it would be to give us false hope; to lull us into submission so that when the spirit of Dracula in him urges him to have our blood; we would be so engrossed in our small false comfort zone to defend ourselves. We are utterly brainless, spineless, and to say the least, lost in our own domain!
Like the farmer who fattens his livestock for slaughter; Mugabe has the ability, time and depraved motive to feed us growers’ mash for a blood-sucking day. We are Mugabe’s sheep. Probably when he sucks our blood we do not even bleat in agony; we donate all our blood in silence.
We have done nothing to emancipate ourselves from Mugabe’s perfidy.
Now for the places we have gone in search of deliverance from Mugabe’s unearthly evil!
We have all flocked to Zvimba to pay ungodly homage to Mugabe’s cruelty. We have saved huge sums of money for Zimbabwe’s own version of the Hajj; the ‘greatest trip on earth’. We have made pilgrims to Zvimba in a fashion Mecca is religiously pilgrimaged. Forgive me for knowing where Zvimba is!
Mugabe’s state house is one other place we have visited. We have presented our credentials of dishonour to him in an amazingly dishonest fashion. We have accepted hugs from the brute and pecks on the cheeks from his less-than-honourable wife. We have joined the empiric family in their cannibalistic dinners. Hail Emperor Bokassa! Hail Emperor Mugabe. We have recited poems of praise to the cannibal! I know where state house is. Forgive them Lord those who visit state house for they do not know that the meat they eat there is the flesh of their own kith and kin.
We have been to Cuba, to China and to Iran. We have accepted offers of holidaying in the bastions of dictatorship from Mugabe. A plane-ride from hither to thither! It causes me sardonic fury to know that we all go to far-away places in planes hired for us by Mugabe. We have no conscience. We are purchasable like grocery items in a shop. We have sinned against our standards of humanity. I apologise for going to Havana for a degree course.
Now for the grand finale: we are seemingly going in one direction. We are fast approaching doom without reproach from our suffering. We are going to all other un-heavenly and unsightly. We cannot emancipate ourselves. We have gone deeper than the deepest there is in going against the demands of humanity.
We yearn for no freedom. We crave for no full stomachs for our emaciated children. We covet nothing else than the ugly woman in our neighbour’s life. We desire no more than the tattered Mao suits donated to us by charity. We have no hunger for success. We deserve all the fleas that inflict upon us. Excuse me for not removing the lice that bite me when I sleep!
I surrender Rhodesia; oops… Zimbabwe!
We have no self-pity. We deserve no sympathy.
Ouch!
that's gonna leave a mark...!
Wow. Give up your arms and the will to use them and you deserve what you get.
I remember the fellow in NO, LA who was red faced, mad as hell when he was told by a reporter that the surviving government had made it illegal to own firearms. This middle class fellow told them that he will shoot anyone who steps on his property with that intention, regardless of their title or elected position.
Very nice article by Masola wa Dabudabu.
Zimbabwe ping.
This is what we try to tell Americans, before it is too late for us!
Mao said it best, "political power flows from the barrel of a gun."
"This is what we try to tell Americans, before it is too late for us!"
This is exactly right. Read this article and remember it each time one of our political whores in Washington tell us it is too late to do anything about illegal "immigration". We Americans face the same peril of losing the greatest nation in the world, in much the same way the Zibabweans lost the greatest nation in Africa.
Shoot Mugabe. Yesterday wouldn't be soon enough.
Don't try this socialist crap here, Mugabe.
There are a lot of weapons out here in the heartland. Most of my friends have several.
Deserved or not, he'd get a hell of a lot more sympathy if he could somehow blame the situation on US Imperialism and G.W. Bush.
As it is, the international do-gooders will simply let Zimbabwe die - mere people are nothing to them - the "progressive project" is all.
"Don't try this socialist crap here, Mugabe."
The persons instituing socialist crap in America are not named Mugabe, at least yet. But it's coming just the same. It appears that Southern Guns are no more effective in
stopping socialism than Zimbabwean spears! One of the best examples of Socialism and it's aftermath we've seen recently in the USA had to be the pathetic wards-of-the-state in the Hurrican Katrina aftermath in New Orleans.
I refer you to the excellent site: Amarxica.com which offers up this list:
The Great Depression & FDR's New Deal
1928 – Herbert Hoover elected President – despite a personal belief that the economy was best left to the private sector, Hoover caved into calls for government assistance after the Stock Market Crash of 1929.
1929 – Agricultural Marketing Act
1930 – Smoot-Hawley Tariff Act
1932 – Reconstruction Finance Corporation
1932 – Revenue Act of 1932 – Raised taxes on highest incomes from 25% to 63%
1932 – Federal Home Loan Bank Act
1932 – Emergency Relief and Construction Act
1932 – Franklin D. Roosevelt wins Presidential election – begins implementation of his New Deal in 1933
1933 – Agricultural Adjustment Act
1933 – Civil Works Administration
1933 – Civilian Conservation Corps
1933 – Federal Emergency Relief Act
1933 – National Industrial Recovery Act
1933 – Tennessee Valley Authority
1934 – Securities and Exchange Commission
1934 – Railroad Retirement System
1935 – National Youth Administration
1935 – Rural Electrification Administration
1935 – Social Security Act
1935 – Wagner Act
1935 – Works Progress Administration
1939 – Social Security Old-Age and Survivors Insurance
1940 - 1964
1946 – National School Lunch Program
1950 – Aid to the Permanently and Totally Disabled (replaced by SSI program in 1972)
1960 – Medical Assistance for the Aged (replaced by Medicaid in 1965)
The Great Society
1963 - Lyndon Johnson becomes President - takes steps toward enacting his Great Society.
1964 – Food Stamp Program
1965 – Medicare and Medicaid Programs
1966 – School Breakfast Program
1969 – Black Lung Benefits Program
1970 - Present
1972 – Supplemental Security Income Program
1974 – Special Supplemental Food Program for Women, Infants, and Children (WIC)
1981 – Low-Income Home Energy Assistance
1996 – Temporary Assistance for Needy Families
2005 – Medicare Prescription Drug Plan
Strewth.
Did Kerry's CIA friend give him some of those along with his lucky hat that he took with him into Cambodia?
Hanging him in a public square would probably be more appropriate.
This is a good article for all to read. After reading all the soft, passive, liberal blah-blah-blah and very weak analysis written about the Iranian nuclear crisis, a thought struck me last night: A lot of people in the Western world have completely forgotten how to fight for their freedom and security. They're so feminized and passive now, and it looks like the have the same problem in Zim. If we have to fight the Iranians, then we have to fight and lets get on with it. As Sherman said, "war is cruel and the crueler it is the sooner it will be over."
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