Left for Dead

Happy Monday everyone! I would like to thank you again for coming and reading the thoughts I have to share with you today. I hope you are all doing well or at least keeping your head above water; sometimes that is all we can manage and if you are managing it, well done!

Throughout ‘civilisation,’ there have always been people/ groups/ entire communities/ countries who have been left for dead by the rest of the world but did not die. I had a conversation about this with someone who held the sad position that it would’ve actually been less evil if the forgotten or left behind would’ve just died as opposed to fighting for some semblance of existence after they have been left for dead. I see the allure of this argument because sometimes it is just like; what is the point? As I mentioned in the last post, I still cannot answer this “what is the point” question but I firmly believe that the ones left for dead would not be better off dead.

It is probably important that I elaborate somewhat on who I am referring to when I refer to people left for dead. In an individual sense, I refer to the poor. As much as we would like to believe that we have changed as a collective humanity, the truth of the matter is that we always leave the poor in society behind. We pretend they don’t exist and hope that somehow; on their own they will better their lives. I actually intend on writing a full post on this sometime in the future because of all the countries I have visited in my life, the common thing I see is how badly every society treats the poor. In terms of groups and/or communities, there are always marginalised groups within society who either ‘look weird’ or ‘behave weirdly’ who are left out of what it means to part of that society. They are the group left alone because for some unknown reason, the rest of society does not want to interact with them. In terms of entire countries, you all know them, mine is one of them. The countries whose history has been erased or re-written. The countries whose people are seen as lesser and the ones that are never considered in ‘global problems.’

In my part of Africa, death is never far away. With more Zimbabweans dying in their early thirties now, mortality has a seat at every table. The urgent, tugging winds themselves seem to whisper the message, memento mori, you too shall die. 

Peter Godwin, When a Crocodile Eats the Sun: A Memoir of Africa

Thus, my focus today on those who have been left for dead is the Zimbabwean people. For the life of me, I don’t get it. Never in my life have I met people with the same or even slightly similar spirit as Zimbabwean people. We are earnest, hard workers, always happy (truly I do not understand this one), we like to talk, we love strangers and we are very expressive with emotions. When I meet people in different countries who have been Zimbabwe, naturally, I always ask what their favourite part of the country was and 100% of the time, the answer has been “the people.” Zimbabweans are always smiling, even when something bad has happened (because we have a toxic habit of turning everything into a joke), but I think that is how we survive all that has been hurled at us. We smile at each other and we laugh together.

The sad part of this, I suppose, is how surprised I am that Zimbabweans are still so happy, because we have been forgotten time and time again and left to die. Sadly, that is what is happening; Zimbabweans are dying, from things that could easily be avoided. And why is that? because the people that are supposed to care, never have. I am currently writing my thesis on the desperate state of Zimbabwe and whether it can be attributed to the destabilisation caused by colonialism or the corruption and inefficiency of our independent governments. While writing, I realised that I don’t actually care about the answer to that question; I do not care whose fault it is that Zimbabwean people are suffering, I just care that they are. But if we are to tackle the question of blame, it is both to be blamed because all governments Zimbabweans have had treat(ed) the Zimbabwean people as dispensable. We have come secondary to capital, political influence and political ideology. We have been tools to create profit and we have never been treated as anything more than that.

But we have not died. After segregation, oppression, genocide, economic crisis, poverty, disease outbreaks… Zimbabwean people are alive and pushing through. I have always said that if Zimbabweans had to see the fruits of how hard they worked; if the work actually went into the country and not into the pockets of the nefarious then Zimbabwe would be one of the richest countries in the world. Because Zimbabweans work HARD but it is because that is all they have ever known. They have had to work hard since the dawn of time to just keep their heads above water. So while we struggle with one uphill battle after another, while I see people breaking their backs to feed themselves and their families, I will still never believe that Zimbabweans would be better off if they died. We have a spirit of survival and while we may have been left for dead time and time again, there will come a time when life is breathed into all of the lives of Zimbabweans who have managed to persevere through and we will live on for those who have not been so lucky.

“We’re hungry but we’re together and we’re at home and everything is sweeter than dessert.” 

Elizabeth Zandile Tshele a.k.a NoViolet Bulawayo

The End of a Historical Cycle

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Do people still read the news anymore? I personally do not, for one plain reason; it is depressing and stressful. I went through a period in the last few weeks where I had totally given up on humanity because I was internalising everything I was reading on the news and social media. I am devastated with the state of the world because it just seems to be bad thing after bad thing for people across the world who are really and truly just trying to survive. So, I kept asking myself the question of “what is the point of it all?”

Truthfully, I still don’t know. I got several answers from several different people that I asked the question to but none of them were really satisfying enough for me. I had someone say that I am feeling that way because I am only focusing on the bad news. But you tell me, when was the last time you saw good news in the news? Lately it feels like everything is falling apart. However, the more I thought, the more I realised that this might actually be a good thing. Things are falling apart but I think humanity needed things to fall apart in order to remedy the messes we have created.

What I realised is that the suffering I have been seeing in the past few months is not new; people have been suffering in these ways for decades. What is new is that we are talking about these problems and nothing other than these problems. So, yes, it is overwhelming if someone takes in the information that is being put out but we need to realise that these state of affairs have always existed but now we have no excuses for ignoring them. Inequality, war, patriarchy, capitalism, climate change, poverty, hunger, death, violence; they have always existed and we have always made excuses for them but we are entering an era where we realise that there aren’t anymore excuses left to use.


However you choose to see it or whatever you choose to call it, we are at a pivotal period in human history where we are being forced to change the way we live. Even though we have been trying to fight it and wait for “things to go back to normal,” things are not going back to “normal” and they shouldn’t. The way we were living as a human race benefited a select few and left the rest of the world in pain. Truthfully though, it is very possible that things could go back to exactly how they were. It is up to us and how we choose to deal with this awakening moment that we have been given.

We look at history and we read about monstrous events and think; how could people let that happen, if I was there I would never be part of that. While in our own era, we sit idly back and watch horrors taking place on a daily basis. In a way, we have become desensitised to everything happening around us, it is overwhelming so how can we even begin to remedy an ounce of suffering happening around us? But this is a time where we can deconstruct and reconstruct these systems that govern our lives. Because everything is unraveling, we can change the way we live in relation to each other and ourselves.

“We do not need magic to change the world, we carry all the power we need inside ourselves already: we have the power to imagine better.” – J.K. Rowling

In all of my soul searching about the current state of the world, it was evident that I was definitely not the only one thinking that we are in a state of despair. Ergo, I hope that I have given you a different perspective in which to see and judge the current state of the world. It is a state that we need to take seriously and really look at what is going on and what we want for the future of the plant and humanity. Call me naive but I sincerely believe that we can change the world; it is possible to live in a better world. The approach to life we have now is broken and that’s ok, we should not be aiming to mend it but to create new approaches.