Wave your hand. And look at it. If you can see it, you can learn. But how can we learn emotion? Well, by watching your own MRI scan.
“Rumour rhymes with ‘ruma’, Shona for bite. Harare has literally been bitten by rumours. Our city is famed for many things but one thing specifically. The ability to turn no news into headlines. The skill of spinning no knowledge into street wisdom. The hustle of selling unconfirmed stories on a hungry parallel market. Our only non-state daily newspaper was bombed so the people’s paper is the people’s stories, nyayas that circulate like a whisper at a bottle store. Mugabe has fled to Malaysia. Morgan has 68% of the presidential vote. Mujuru has lost her seat. Morgan’s win is being broadcast live on TV. A people starved of truth begin to manufacture their own. So truths roam Harare like street kids, tapping your window at every robot. Like an undelivered text message notification ringing on your phone. Constantly.
But just minutes ago some rumours may have become reality. Our hopes may be backed up by facts. When Morgan held his press conference at the Meikles Hotel he told us that after years of struggle we have a new challenge – that of governance. The need to start to restructure and stabilize our country. MDC believe they have clinched victory. Morgan has never appeared so joyous. Once again the rumours begin to bite. MDC is said to be in talks with the armed forces and ZANU about negotiating a hand over of power. Morgan denies the rumours. So, many things are in the air. Hope and rumours. And once again the joy and the certainty of the press conference need to get out into the townships. The people need to taste the joy of a dream becoming reality. They need to be ready to defend their victorious dreams. Otherwise tomorrow will just be another day of spoken headlines and hustled truths.”
For the source.
UPDATE: Comrade Fatso has a new site.
PS Zemantra found the picture on Flickr. I haven’t asked the photographer’s permission because I can’t find the contact link in Flickr. I hearby ask your permission and endorsement. Please let me know if you object. Many thanks.
“You see, to be a leader means to be a dealer, a purveyor and a deliverer of hope.
And it is our job – yours and mine – to be deliverers of hope. Because we believe, in this school, that all can and will lead and because I believe in the talent and potential of the young men sitting before me – I believe in that hope.”
David Knowles, St Stithians.
Hat tip to Ideate.