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Dear Fellow members of JF,

I have read this article somewhere and it has impressed me much that I have decided to share with you in this forum. If we change our way of thinking, for sure, w​e can change Tanzania and Africa in general to become industrious and economically independent countries. Let us go through and analyse what has been discussed in this interesting story:

They call the Third World the lazy man’s purview; the sluggishly slothful and languorous prefecture. In this realm people are sleepy, dreamy, torpid, lethargic, and therefore indigent—totally penniless, needy, destitute, poverty-stricken, disfavored, and impoverished. In this demesne, as they call it, there are hardly any discoveries, inventions, and innovations. Africa is the trailblazer. Some still call it “the dark continent” for the light that flickers under the tunnel is not that of hope, but an approaching train. And because countless keep waiting in the way of the train, millions die and many more remain decapitated by the day.

“It’s amazing how you all sit there and watch yourselves die,” the man next to me said. “Get up and do something about it.”

Brawny, fully bald-headed, with intense, steely eyes, he was as cold as they come. When I first discovered I was going to spend my New Year’s Eve next to him on a non-stop JetBlue flight from Los Angeles to Boston I was angst-ridden. I associate marble-shaven Caucasians with iconoclastic skin-heads, most of who are racist.

“My name is Walter,” he extended his hand as soon as I settled in my seat.

I told him mine with a precautious smile.

“Where are you from?” he asked.

“Zambia.”

“Zambia!” he exclaimed, “Kaunda’s country.”

“Yes,” I said, “Now Sata’s.”

“But of course,” he responded. “You just elected King Cobra as your president.”

My face lit up at the mention of Sata’s moniker. Walter smiled, and in those cold eyes I saw an amenable fellow, one of those American highbrows who shuttle between Africa and the U.S.

“I spent three years in Zambia in the 1980s,” he continued. “I wined and dined with Luke Mwananshiku, Willa Mungomba, Dr. Siteke Mwale, and many other highly intelligent Zambians.” He lowered his voice. “I was part of the IMF group that came to rip you guys off.” He smirked. “Your government put me in a million dollar mansion overlooking a shanty called Kalingalinga. From my patio I saw it all—the rich and the poor, the ailing, the dead, and the healthy.”

“Are you still with the IMF?” I asked.

“I have since moved to yet another group with similar intentions. In the next few months my colleagues and I will be in Lusaka to hypnotize the cobra. I work for the broker that has acquired a chunk of your debt. Your government owes not the World Bank, but us millions of dollars. We’ll be in Lusaka to offer your president a couple of millions and fly back with a check twenty times greater.”

“No, you won’t,” I said. “King Cobra is incorruptible. He is …”

He was laughing. “Says who? Give me an African president, just one, who has not fallen for the carrot and stick.”

Quett Masire’s name popped up.

“Oh, him, well, we never got to him because he turned down the IMF and the World Bank. It was perhaps the smartest thing for him to do.”

At midnight we were airborne. The captain wished us a happy 2012 and urged us to watch the fireworks across Los Angeles.

“Isn’t that beautiful,” Walter said looking down.

From my middle seat, I took a glance and nodded admirably.

“That’s white man’s country,” he said. “We came here on Mayflower and turned Indian land into a paradise and now the most powerful nation on earth. We discovered the bulb, and built this aircraft to fly us to pleasure resorts like Lake Zambia.”

I grinned. “There is no Lake Zambia.”

He curled his lips into a smug smile. “That’s what we call your country. You guys are as stagnant as the water in the lake. We come in with our large boats and fish your minerals and your wildlife and leave morsels—crumbs. That’s your staple food, crumbs. That corn-meal you eat, that’s crumbs, the small Tilapia fish you call Kapenta is crumbs. We the Bwanas (whites) take the cat fish. I am the Bwana and you are the Muntu. I get what I want and you get what you deserve, crumbs. That’s what lazy people get—Zambians, Africans, the entire Third World.”

The smile vanished from my face.

“I see you are getting pissed off,” Walter said and lowered his voice. “You are thinking this Bwana is a racist. That’s how most Zambians respond when I tell them the truth. They go ballistic. Okay. Let’s for a moment put our skin pigmentations, this black and white ****, aside. Tell me, my friend, what is the difference between you and me?”

“There’s no difference.”

“Absolutely none,” he exclaimed. “Scientists in the Human Genome Project have proved that. It took them thirteen years to determine the complete sequence of the three billion DNA subunits. After they

were all done it was clear that 99.9% nucleotide bases were exactly the same in you and me. We are the same people. All white, Asian, Latino, and black people on this aircraft are the same.”

I gladly nodded.

“And yet I feel superior,” he smiled fatalistically. “Every white person on this plane feels superior to a black person. The white guy who picks up garbage, the homeless white trash on drugs, feels superior to you no matter his status or education. I can pick up a nincompoop from the New York streets, clean him up, and take him to Lusaka and you all be crowding around him chanting muzungu, muzungu and yet he’s a riffraff. Tell me why my angry friend.”

For a moment I was wordless.

“Please don’t blame it on slavery like the African Americans do, or colonialism, or some psychological impact or some kind of stigmatization. And don’t give me the brainwash poppycock. Give me a better answer.”

I was thinking.

He continued. “Excuse what I am about to say. Please do not take offense.”

I felt a slap of blood rush to my head and prepared for the worst.

“You my friend flying with me and all your kind are lazy,” he said. “When you rest your head on the pillow you don’t dream big. You and other so-called African intellectuals are damn lazy, each one of you. It is you, and not those poor starving people, who is the reason Africa is in such a deplorable state.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say,” I protested.

He was implacable. “Oh yes it is and I will say it again, you are lazy. Poor and uneducated Africans are the most hardworking people on earth. I saw them in the Lusaka markets and on the street selling merchandise. I saw them in villages toiling away. I saw women on Kafue Road crushing stones for sell and I wept. I said to myself where are the Zambian intellectuals? Are the Zambian engineers so imperceptive they cannot invent a simple stone crusher, or a simple water filter to purify well water for those poor villagers? Are you telling me that after thirty-seven years of independence your university school of engineering has not produced a scientist or an engineer who can make simple small machines for mass use? What is the school there for?”

I held my breath.

“Do you know where I found your intellectuals? They were in bars quaffing. They were at the Lusaka Golf Club, Lusaka Central Club, Lusaka Playhouse, and Lusaka Flying Club. I saw with my own eyes a bunch of alcoholic graduates. Zambian intellectuals work from eight to five and spend the evening drinking. We don’t. We reserve the evening for brainstorming.”

He looked me in the eye.

“And you flying to Boston and all of you Zambians in the Diaspora are just as lazy and apathetic to your country. You don’t care about your country and yet your very own parents, brothers and sisters are in Mtendere, Chawama, and in villages, all of them living in squalor. Many have died or are dying of neglect by you. They are dying of AIDS because you cannot come up with your own cure. You are here calling yourselves graduates, researchers and scientists and are fast at articulating your credentials once asked—oh, I have a PhD in this and that—PhD my foot!”

I was deflated.

“Wake up you all!” he exclaimed, attracting the attention of nearby passengers. “You should be busy lifting ideas, formulae, recipes, and diagrams from American manufacturing factories and sending them to your own factories. All those research findings and dissertation papers you compile should be your country’s treasure. Why do you think the Asians are a force to reckon with? They stole our ideas and turned them into their own. Look at Japan, China, India, just look at them.”

He paused. “The Bwana has spoken,” he said and grinned. “As long as you are dependent on my plane, I shall feel superior and you my friend shall remain inferior, how about that? The Chinese, Japanese, Indians, even Latinos are a notch better. You Africans are at the bottom of the totem pole.”

He tempered his voice. “Get over this white skin syndrome and begin to feel confident. Become innovative and make your own stuff for god’s sake.”

At 8 a.m. the plane touched down at Boston’s Logan International Airport. Walter reached for my hand.

“I know I was too strong, but I don’t give it a damn. I have been to Zambia and have seen too much poverty.” He pulled out a piece of paper and scribbled something. “Here, read this. It was written by a friend.”

He had written only the title: “Lords of Poverty.”

Thunderstruck, I had a sinking feeling. I watched Walter walk through the airport doors to a waiting car. He had left a huge dust devil twirling in my mind, stirring up sad memories of home. I could see Zambia’s literati—the cognoscente, intelligentsia, academics, highbrows, and scholars in the places he had mentioned guzzling and talking irrelevancies. I remembered some who have since passed—how they got the highest grades in mathematics and the sciences and attained the highest education on the planet. They had been to Harvard, Oxford, Yale, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), only to leave us with not a single invention or discovery. I knew some by name and drunk with them at the Lusaka Playhouse and Central Sports.

Walter is right. It is true that since independence we have failed to nurture creativity and collective orientations. We as a nation lack a workhorse mentality and behave like 13 million civil servants dependent on a government pay cheque. We believe that development is generated 8-to-5 behind a desk wearing a tie with our degrees hanging on the wall. Such a working environment does not offer the opportunity for fellowship, the excitement of competition, and the spectacle of innovative rituals.

But the intelligentsia is not solely, or even mainly, to blame. The larger failure is due to political circumstances over which they have had little control. The past governments failed to create an environment of possibility that fosters camaraderie, rewards innovative ideas and encourages resilience. KK, Chiluba, Mwanawasa, and Banda embraced orthodox ideas and therefore failed to offer many opportunities for drawing outside the line.

I believe King Cobra’s reset has been cast in the same faculties as those of his predecessors. If today I told him that we can build our own car, he would throw me out.

“Naupena? Fuma apa.” (Are you mad? Get out of here)

Knowing well that King Cobra will not embody innovation at Walter’s level let’s begin to look for a technologically active-positive leader who can succeed him after a term or two. That way we can make our own stone crushers, water filters, water pumps, razor blades, and harvesters. Let’s dream big and make tractors, cars, and planes, or, like Walter said, forever remain inferior.

A fundamental transformation of our country from what is essentially non-innovative to a strategic superior African country requires a bold risk-taking educated leader with a triumphalist attitude and we have one in YOU. Don’t be highly strung and feel insulted by Walter. Take a moment and think about our country. Our journey from 1964 has been marked by tears. It has been an emotionally overwhelming experience. Each one of us has lost a loved one to poverty, hunger, and disease. The number of graves is catching up with the population. It’s time to change our political culture. It’s time for Zambian intellectuals to cultivate an active-positive progressive movement that will change our lives forever. Don’t be afraid or dispirited, rise to the challenge and salvage the remaining few of your beloved ones.

Let us cultivate through this zeal and see what will be our destination.
 
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This is very true regardless whether the story has been made or not. The theme of the article is reality for Africans. Our intellectuals (Profs, Drs, etc) think about how they are going to take a big share of whatever fund they receive for financing they reaserach activities.
I think both governments and intellectuals have a share of blame.

Governments are not promoting the science and technology (no finance sacrifices are made). All we get is various funds from developed countries for financing the proposed projects by thinking that they will assist us to the extent of standing on our own.
Our intellectuals have a high capabilities but they don't use their potentials to the fullest. They are good in writting fund/project proposals and cooking data.
 
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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh no comment
 
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This is very true regardless whether the story has been made or not. The theme of the article is reality for Africans. Our intellectuals (Profs, Drs, etc) think about how they are going to take a big share of whatever fund they receive for financing they reaserach activities.
I think both governments and intellectuals have a share of blame.

Governments are not promoting the science and technology (no finance sacrifices are made). All we get is various funds from developed countries for financing the proposed projects by thinking that they will assist us to the extent of standing on our own.
Our intellectuals have a high capabilities but they don't use their potentials to the fullest. They are good in writting fund/project proposals and cooking data.
ni vigumu sana kutofautisha serikali na wasomi. mara nyingi wasomi ndio huwa wanasiasa na watunga sera za nchi kwa hiyo mi naamini lawama zote zinatakiwa ziwaendee wasomi.
 
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No comment, imeeleweka mkuu.
 
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this article is simply a complete idiot guide to help Africans think big, get busy and grow rich.
 
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Nimesoma hii kitu sometimes back instead of complaining as usual na kusema mengi, I have decided to do something and will put my plan here soon!
 
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Ni ukweli mtupu!!! Tumezidi kulalamika badala ya kuamka na kufanya mambo ya msingi!!!
Mimi kama StayReal nimeamua kuchukua hatua!!!!
 
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ni vigumu sana kutofautisha serikali na wasomi. mara nyingi wasomi ndio huwa wanasiasa na watunga sera za nchi kwa hiyo mi naamini lawama zote zinatakiwa ziwaendee wasomi.
Hili halina ubishi. Kama kuna watu wameuza nchi yetu au bara letu ni WASOMI. Kwa hivyo Bw. Walter yuko sahihi kabisa.
 
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wooooooooow thank you very much this is a truly wake up call, if we want it. I hope we can all take a cue and start thinking positively as concerned tanzanians n not to be influenced by political parties,tribe or religion. I hope we can all think how we can educate ourselves n others by being productive. Duh hapa pana somo zuri sana, tuache kubwatabwata na tuwe na vitendo vya maendeleo.
 
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Ni ukweli mtupu!!! Tumezidi kulalamika badala ya kuamka na kufanya mambo ya msingi!!!
Mimi kama StayReal nimeamua kuchukua hatua!!!!
Yeah mkuu lazima tuchukue hatua, it starts with us. Nitaweka huo uzi wangu wa kuchukua hatua soon
 
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If this guy was seating besides me, he could have received a slap on his face. I believe this story has just been created. Yah, there might be some crazy white men who feel proud to say anything rude about Africans, but this is too painful to tolerate despite the truth it has.
 
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wooooooooow thank you very much this is a truly wake up call, if we want it. I hope we can all take a cue and start thinking positively as concerned tanzanians n not to be influenced by political parties,tribe or religion. I hope we can all think how we can educate ourselves n others by being productive. Duh hapa pana somo zuri sana, tuache kubwatabwata na tuwe na vitendo vya maendeleo.
We need to wake as citizens and realize politicians will never change our lives, ni sisi ndio tuna uwezo wa kuchange maisha yetu na ya wengine pia.
 
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Inawafaa magamba.Ila wataishia kutoa mifano tuu hadi nayo ibadilike na kuwa field ya kupiga umbea na kuchukulia point kuwa wapo smart.Pengine iwe sababu ya maghamba kujiteteta kwa umasikini wa nchi hii.To hell with ujamaa na fikra za kijinga kama za north korea.Ujerumani walivunja ukuta kwenda wafungulia wenzao waliokuwa wakiteseka hadi kushindwa pata ndizi tuu.

Soon nchi jirani zitafungua mipaka tukasafishe fikra,CCM wamezichafua sana.Sasa hivi wasiosoma ndio wanajenga TZ wasomi wapo busy kujenga mitafaruku wakigombea hela na badaye kuzitumbua vibaya, na wengine kupanga ufisadi na kuua upinzani.
 
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can it be said that African intellectuals (pardon the generalization) are busy doing researches, writing papers to be published in peer review magazines? While some are busy writing proposals to get funding for the next project?
 
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Yes Walter. Yaani ebu angalieni Tanzania upuuuzi mtupu. Wiziiiiii kila kona. Ujingaaaa ndiyo unatawala. Yaani akija Bush hadi Kiwete anacheza ngoma na kumpa nchi tena achukue bure huku akimbatiza jina mwekezaji. Kama ana cha kuwekeza ni kwa nini asiwekeze kwao? Tanzanite yetu imeshaibiwa yote. Dhahabu, almasi, uranium, wanyama, na mbuga zetu huku shule zetu hazina waalimu, vifaa, nk. Hospitali usiseme. Barabara mchina anaunga vidaraja vya kitotooo, kilami cha kupakazaaaa! Jua mvua hivyooo vimeshafumuka vyote vichochoro walivyojenga. Vijana wetu wanamaliza engineering hawapi kazi wanaishia kuzunguka tuu. Tuache upuuzi tunajidharau wenyewe kwa kuendeleza ufisadi, ujinga, na upumbavu kati yetu. Tuachane na mifumo ya ccm ndipo tutabadilika kwa vingine hatuendi popote. Oneni nape anavyohangaika kuidhoofisha CDM. Ni kwa nini? Anataka tubaki kumsujudu kama Walter tukidhani anaweza kumbe hawezi kitu. Tujikomboe.
 
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Hao wakina Walter walishapita wengi tu, sisi tuko slow kufanya mabadiliko. Kabla ya mwaka 2000 kuna Ma-engineer kutoka nchi fulani walikuja kama study tour kwenye vyuo vya TZ, wakati huo kulikuwa na mgao wa umeme na kwa bahati mbaya hao visitors wakawa victims wa mgao.
Wakauliza inakuwaje nchi kama TZ inakuwa na mgao wa umeme wakati wana vyanzo vya maji vingi. Wakatoa mfano kwamba wao nchi yao ina ziwa moja tu, lakini hakuna mgao. Wakauliza hao wahitimu wenu(electrical engineers) inakuwaje wanashindwa kutatua tatizo au wanafaulu kwa kukariri bila kuwa na uwezo wa ku-practice?
Hapo Watu walikasirika hakuna hata aliyetaka kutafakari kama hayo maneno ni ya ukweli au la.
 
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If this guy was seating besides me, he could have received a slap on his face. I believe this story has just been created. Yah, there might be some crazy white men who feel proud to say anything rude about Africans, but this is too painful to tolerate despite the truth it has.
Mkuu unajuwa wakati mwingine ni vizuri ku-shoot from the hip! The language might have been blunt a bit - lakini alichosema ni ukweli mtupu regardless kama jamaa katunga tu au ni true story. Mkuu nime-copy ili niweze kusoma tena kwa wakati wangu, ingekuwa vizuri ikiandikwa kwenye kiswahili na kuwapelekea wahalili wa magazeti. Jamaa amejitahidi SANA.
 
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Mkuu unajuwa wakati mwingine ni vizuri ku-shoot from the hip! The language might have been blunt a bit - lakini alichosema ni ukweli mtupu regardless kama jamaa katunga tu au ni true story. Mkuu nime-copy ili niweze kusoma tena kwa wakati wangu, ingekuwa vizuri ikiandikwa kwenye kiswahili na kuwapelekea wahalili wa magazeti. Jamaa amejitahidi SANA.
Mkuu, hata mimi niliicopy immediately kwa ajili ya kuisoma tena na tena. Ila sema jamaa lugha yake ni ya kikatili na dharau zilizopilitiliza kiasi cha kwamba kama huna uvumilivu unaweza hata kumtemea mate. Anachoniudhi ni vile asivyotaka kukubali kwamba ukoloni, utumwa na unyonyaji ulioletwa na wazungu wenyewe ndiyo uliotupumbaza na kutufanya tuwaone wao ni mabwana mkubwa, na hivyo kuendelea kuwa watumwa wa kifikira.

Anyway aliyosema yote ni ya kweli, ni ukweli unaouma sana. Hasa pale anapofikia kuamini kwamba hakuna kiongozi wa Africa asiyepokea rushwa. Tena anaposema tunaleta kiasi hiki halafu tunachukua mara elfu moja ya tulicholeta. Shit! Hujamtemea mate au kumlamba kibao hapo?

Inauma kweli pale anayekuibia mkeo anapoamua kukuambia kavukavu vile anavyomfaidi, hata kama ni kutokana na uzembe wako.
 

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