Dogs in the manger
Dear Family and Friends,
To the beckoning whistles of the Paradise Flycatchers and under a blistering October sky, Zimbabwe waits for the rain. As every day gets hotter and drier and we think ‘maybe today,' everything around us seems to be in a state of growing unease, infected with the delirium of October heatstroke.
Because of the three week truck drivers strike in South Africa, a few items began disappearing from supermarket shelves in Zimbabwe, making us wonder if this was October delirium or frightening reality. Little gaps on the shelves reminded us not only of those recent nightmare years when there was no food to buy but also of the fact that an estimated eighty percent of the food on our tables is still imported.
It's a frightening fact that is hardly ever talked about here because it exposes the real truth of twelve years of land seizures. But this is one of those facts that that you can't hide because everyone can see all the run down, unproductive farms along any highway in any part of the country.
The majority of commercial farms in Zimbabwe, given out as reward for political patronage, remain locked in ‘dog in the manger' mode: I don't really know to do with it but I'll be damned if I'll let you have it. The few farms you do see working are growing money not food. Tobacco yes, food no, is probably the best way to summarize the view from Zimbabwe's window.