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18 April 1980, was a start to an epic journey to stardom. There was so much ululation with joy. The feeling of victory immensely absorbed us, the joy of having something which we never thought would come by had elated the nation. That was the new era and the dark days were behind us.

BY S. Lupahla – Political and Human Rights Activist

Freedom had finally triumphantly fallen on us and we welcomed Mugabe into our hearts and some of us without guard, we welcomed him into our homes. Though it is so hard and painful to admit it, (welcoming Mugabe into our own homes), I find it such a fascinating memoir but on the grounds of the scope of events which followed with time, the heroic status which was etched on Mugabe and our Independence defies reality.

Mugabe became a demigod and a savior to the nation. He uttered the words of freedom, unity and reconciliation with so much vim. Liberty was a jewel he promised to dispatch and deliver to everyone’s doorstep. He hogged the lime light as if he had fought the liberation struggle by himself. There are unsung heroes who died for the love and passion of the country that will never be known even for many more years to come. We all hoped that it was time to forget the past, forgive and forget. Regardless of color, creed, social and economic imbalances, we put our differences and egos aside, with a hindsight to rebuild the nation. Hence, just a blink of the eye, things changed so abruptly within the early years of Zanu Pf being in control of power.

Mugabe started preaching a gospel of hatred. Every word that came out of his mouth was like someone spitting a cyanide pill; his words were full of anger and he started auditing the actions of people in Matabeleland. his main agenda was to turn us into enemies and surprisingly, he scored a remarkable achievement. The next thing the Ndebele’s and Shona’s had a tribal vendetta. That was the onset of Gukurahundi that led to the time of the cleansing of the so called “dissidents” as Mugabe best describes it. To the best of my knowledge, 20 000 innocent civilians were killed during that short period of time.

Was there any need to cause so much suffering to the nation? I guess not. That was a well calculated move that was meant to divide the nation and divided we still are. He managed to alienate us and we started building bridges of hate among ourselves, brothers killing each other. Even until today, we do not know and will never know why we were and are still fighting each other.

Some politicians say the best way to manage human beings is to divide them. The divisions  blindfolded us, and gradually we lost our bearings. That was political correctness, which is tribal sensitiveness and speech codes designed to instigate more hatred. We lost the ability of ration to act on our own steam. That was the erosion of liberty which drove us to oppression.

Literally we became docile and listless apostles of Mugabe. He gained power and control over us, a mild oppression that hindererd compromises, enervated, extinguished, dazed and finally reduced the nation to more than a herd of timid, lost confused helpless animals where the government is the shepherd. Mugabe did not equate democracy with liberty, but total control of the nation and masses. I am sure the best kind of democracy he breathes is the one that particularly encircles his own interests and preserves his virtues, however, this always means that there is always some kind of danger waiting around the corner. He exercises dominion over the people, which has brought us to this present day.

Zimbabwe is now amassed with torture, intimidation and human rights abuses. We now lack the manliness, moral courage to oppose the tyranny. It’s not an exaggeration to say that in Zimbabwe there is gross human rights violations. I cannot sign off without doing a bit of cloud shading on the most important aspects and touching issues of our country. Democracy never prevailed and it’s a myth. Whatever the reason, our problem is not the targeted sanctions but factions who have looted the country.

Right now as i write this article, I am actually committing a crime in the eyes of Robert Mugabe and his cronies. My crime is to talk for those that cannot talk for themselves, those that are too scared to open their mouths not because they have nothing to say, even if they know that they have been abused but cannot say a word due to their fear of losing their own lives, because everyone knows that there is “freedom” of speech in Zimbabwe but there is no freedom after the speech.

I intend to continue with the struggle until we can define freedom and liberty in Zimbabwe. If all men were to be held equal then democracy would make sense, but of now we continue to suffer in the hands of oligarchy, in the hands of those that invite the winners of the elections to their celebration party, I mean those that will not respect the will of the people, the ones that can not hesitate to kill in the name of protecting the hideous and EVIL tyrant Robert Gabriel Mugabe.

Ladies and Gentlemen, all the children of our beloved Zimbabwe, let us unite and fight despotism, let us join hands and try to redeem what rightfully belongs to us, our country and our freedom. It is our fundamental constitutional right to reclaim what belongs to us. Forwards forever, Backwards NEVER….!