HERE ALL WE DO IS WORK AND SERVE

  
His candidacy for the Presidency was literally carved in stone as soon as he declared he was a candidate for the top post in the Tanzanian government. Known as a man of impeccable character and employing devious tactics to spot corruption, John Magafuli was determined to stand by his election promise  and that was to end corruption.

Corruption and skullduggery are nothing new in politics and  from the African perspective  , corruption is  known to play a major role in many African countries. Tanzania is by contrast one of the few states on the continent that has had a stable government, free from internal and civil strife compared to many of its neighbors.

The ruling party,  the  CCM  or the People”s Revolution Party has been in power since independence from the 1960s and successive leaders have been President. The  opposition leader came from the CCM party but failed to convince the people he was not in bed with corruption. Mr Magafuli got 56% of the electorate  making him a popular President. 

On the night of his  election victory he tweeted the following statement- : “This day is big and very important in my life. On my birthday, I have got approval from Tanzanians to lead them in the position of president.”  

He did not pause to reflect on his party’s motto , instead he started off sprinting.

  At the opening of Parliament, a banquet would have cost $300m. President Magulufi cut the budget to 25m and ordered that the rest be taken to buy hospital beds for Muhimbili. The money bought 300 beds and mattresses and 600 bed sheets. 

On Saturday 21st November, 2015 a group of 50 people planned to tour Commonwealth countries. He slashed the list to four, saving 600m. 

No more workshops and seminars in expensive hotels, use board rooms.

No more sitting allowances. Scrapped tax exemptions, all citizens must pay, regardless of status

Visited the Muhimbili Hospital unannounced and toured the “parts they do not show VIPS”. Fired the Director, board and ordered that all non-functional machines should be repaired in two weeks. 
Did not use a private jet to opening of Parliament, drove to Dodoma.

He also reduced  the size of the Presidential convoy and traveling delegation.

His motto is: Hapa Kazi Tu = “HERE, ALL WE DO IS WORK/ SERVE!”

I applaud the men’s President and wish him all the luck in his endeavors to lead his country to prosperity. It will not be easy especially with his style of leadership but he seems fearless and that is the main ingredient  for change. 

Africa has been too long dependent on so called foreign aid  for its economic and social development, aid that has been controversial in both method and means. President Magulufi seems determined to break that dependency on  foreign aid that comes not only  with hidden costs but also  disguised as helping hands when in fact it is nothing but poisonous kool- aid. 

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BLACKS OF MEANS & BLACKS WITHOUT

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In 1998 Yoweri Museveni, the president of Uganda, told an audience including Bill Clinton: “African chiefs were the ones waging war on each other and capturing their own people and selling them. If anyone should apologize it should be the African chiefs. We still have those traitors here even today.”

Those words from the Ugandan President, though strikingly critical, remains the signature truth of what can be called one of the greatest crime against humanity in the history of the world. Without a doubt, the traders benefited from the help of their local counterparts as someone had to find the stock.

It is a fallacy of history to say slavery started when the Europeans came. In fact it didn’t as before the Europeans came , a form of ‘slavery’ had existed in Africa.

Slavery within Africa was different. A slave might be enslaved in order to pay off a debt or pay for a crime. Slaves in Africa lost the protection of their family and their place in society through enslavement. But eventually they or their children might become part of their master’s family and become free. (Discovering Bristol)

In the humanity of Life it can be said some are born to reign, some are born to be leaders  and some are born to have leaders thrust  upon them.

An economic system where people are segregated into caste and as such their life of poverty enshrined in their very existence , was the ideology that created this system of slavery.  Indeed this ideology still exist in 2015; money trumps people.

The first black slaves brought to Jamaica did not come directly from Africa but were either Africans, or the descendants of Africans, who had been enslaved for a time in Spain. In 1518 King Charles I of Spain (Ferdinand’s successor) signed a four-year contract, allowing an annual supply of 4,000 African slaves to enter Hispaniola, Cuba, Jamaica, and Puerto Rico. After that, slaves were taken directly from Africa.

More than 1 million slaves are estimated to have been transported directly from Africa to Jamaica during the period of slavery; of these, 200,000 were re-exported to other places in the Americas.

During the 17th and 18th centuries, the Akan, Ga, and Adangbe from the northwestern coastal region known as the Gold Coast (Ghana) dominated the slave trade to the island. They frequently rebelled and joined the Maroons who had escaped the plantations and lived in mountains. As result of this, the plantation owners decided to enforce other groups from West Africa in an attempt to diffuse the Akans.

After 1776, slaves were “imported” from other parts of Africa- Ga and Adangbe people from Toga, Yorubas and Igbos from the Bight of Biafra (Nigeria) and Kongos from Central Africa and they outnumbered the slaves from the Gold Coast. The demand for slaves required about 10,000 to be imported annually.

In the British mind, slaves were no more than property and merchandise to be bought and sold. On this premise, the British enacted a whole system of slave laws aimed primarily at policing slaves. In general, the premise that slaves were no more than property allowed slave owners to treat them brutally. The severity of this brutality varied. Slaves on large sugar estates generally suffered the harshest punishments, while those on smaller estates and in towns received somewhat better treatment.

Since their arrival on the island, blacks had resisted their enslavement. They engaged in what is referred to as atomized forms of resistance, such as foot dragging (work slowdowns, or ‘go-slows’), destruction of property, theft, absenteeism from work, and the covert murder of whites. But resistance also took the forms of large-scale rebellions and establishment of maroon communities.

By December 1833 there was a Bill for the abolition of slavery, and it became effective on August 1, 1834. At that time all slaves became apprentices. They remained working for the same slave masters. The system was a failure, and that too was abolished. Slaves received their unrestricted freedom on August 1, 1838.

When Britain abolished the institution of slavery in 1834, Jamaica had a population of more than 311,000 slaves and only about 16,700 whites. Unlike other groups of people who came to Jamaica, including the Jews, Indians, Lebanese / Syrians and Chinese, they had no assets, no property or businesses and most of all, no land.

It can be debated whether the leaders of  Jamaican independence are at fault for the continuation in some ways of this ‘caste system’, where the Africans, now ‘independent’ were far from real economic wealth and freedom.

Indeed Bustamante and Manley the ‘fathers’ of the nation of Jamaica seemed to champion the inhumane and squalid state of the Jamaican poor to the wretched social and economic conditions of colonialism. They championed workers rights and ‘never lost sight’ of the poverty that surrounded the people.

However setting people free without wealth is like setting a boat assail without an engine. It drifts, waiting for a wind of opportunity, never to move an inch. At the very least upon independence all Jamaicans should have been granted land to start their homes. Nothing really changed on August 6,1962 except the flag.

Marcus Garvey, the other leader we hear so little of in the independent struggle of  Jamaica , saw the problem of slavery from a different perspective. Maybe because he was also a black man who lived and experienced the scourge of slavery and the caste system, he championed the black man to be land owners as well as the  repatriation to Africa.   To say he was at odds with Bustamante and Manley was to describe it lightly.

“No man can convince me contrary to my belief, because my belief is founded upon a hard and horrible experience”. “The world has made being black a crime, and I have felt it in common with men who suffer like me, instead of making it a crime I hope to make it a virtue”.(Marcus Garvey)

Three different ideologies, three different perspectives, one real fact- the majority of Jamaicans today are still affected and live on the same system that caused their fore-fathers to be implanted here, the social caste. As it was then as it is now, there will always be the have and the have nots. Democratic socialism, capitalism, unionism, religiousness, communism, call it whatever you will, people live and survive in Jamaica and the world by extension, not on a class system, but on a caste system. It is sadly humanity’s obsession.

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STEVE JOBS LAST WORDS 

I do not pretend to eclipse these words by anything I will say except  I will only say that so often in the pursuit of life’s pleasures, we forget that everyone of us, like the Sun and Moon , will come and go. Therefore let us  be like the Sun and Moon, be memorable, give meaning to your life and others . If you have more, give more because in the end, you go with nothing as you came with nothing. 

Sateve Jobs’ Last Words –

  

I reached the pinnacle of success in the business world.

In others’ eyes, my life is an epitome of success.

However, aside from work, I have little joy. In the end, wealth is only a fact of life that I am accustomed to. At this moment, lying on the sick bed and recalling my whole life, I realize that all the recognition and wealth that I took so much pride in, have paled and become meaningless in the face of impending death.

In the darkness, I look at the green lights from the life supporting machines and hear the humming mechanical sounds, I can feel the breath of god of death drawing closer… Now I know, when we have accumulated sufficient wealth to last our lifetime, we should pursue other matters that are unrelated to wealth…

Should be something that is more important:

Perhaps relationships, perhaps art, perhaps a dream from younger days …Non-stop pursuing of wealth will only turn a person into a twisted being, just like me.
God gave us the senses to let us feel the love in everyone’s heart, not the illusions brought about by wealth. The wealth I have won in my life I cannot bring with me. What I can bring is only the memories precipitated by love.

That’s the true riches which will follow you, accompany you, giving you strength and light to go on.

Love can travel a thousand miles. Life has no limit. Go where you want to go. Reach the height you want to reach. It is all in your heart and in your hands. What is the most expensive bed in the world? – “Sick bed” …

You can employ someone to drive the car for you, make money for you but you cannot have someone to bear the sickness for you. Material things lost can be found. But there is one thing that can never be found when it is lost – “Life”.

When a person goes into the operating room, he will realize that there is one book that he has yet to finish reading – “Book of Healthy Life”. Whichever stage in life we are at right now, with time, we will face the day when the curtain comes down.
Treasure Love for your family, love for your spouse, love for your friends…

Treat yourself well. Cherish others.”   
The End. 

CHI CHI BUD OH..SOME A DEM HOLLA SOME A BAWL

Calling the middle east situation a quagmire is an understatement. In Jamaica we have a term for this situation and its simply called ‘mix up, mix up”.
I read today a letter written by someone who sums up the situation brilliantly.
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There is another video from the BBC  that sums it up nicely as well..you see how septic the situation is in the Middle East. And this is just what you see on the surface. Deep down mercenaries are being paid by the players , who in turn change their allegiance for whoever pays more.
 
The hypocrisy of war is repugnant and the various voices you hear are nothing but contributors to the evil they face. Now France is pulled into the quagmire and who predictably has employed the same stupid tactic that started this problem in the first place.
 
Here’s another saying we have in Jamaica – ..“Chi chi bud oh, some a dem a holla , some a bawl.” Oh what tangled web we weave.


SOCIAL MEDIA’S SYSTEMATIC AMNESIA AND HYPOCRISY -PARIS IS NOT BURNING!

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I read this article and decided to share it in its entirety. I share the view of the writer. Social media’s systematic hypocrisy and amnesia lowers what can be a powerful medium of social statement  and feedback to nothing but a continued pop culture fad controlled by the media that twist truths, controlling the narrative and discussion on social media.

The many ‘French colored profiles’ I have seen on my timeline baffles me, and I cannot help but think most of them  jump on the band-wagon to be in the ‘groove’, and swimming in the narcissistic stream of social media chatter and trending topics.

I am not buying it. The hypocrisy stinks. Social media only reacts to the story in front of their timeline, We gloss over things that make us think deeply and introspectively. We follow fads and easily attracted by the self deprecating  media that twist the truth at will.

The truth is we are controlled by the Imperialist that uses the media as their mouthpiece, covering up their atrocities. This writer has had enough and calls it out for what it is- a shameless attempt to justify Wars, when all a war does is not to decide who WINS, but rather who LIVES! Yes Paris was hit, but Paris is not burning!

Here is her Story:

I mourn for Paris. I also mourn for hypocrisy. I mourn for the world.

By: Claire BernishANTIMEDIA

The World, at Large —We are in mourning. Again. Indeed, Paris is in mourning, again.

For the second time in less than a year, we are all de facto Parisians — with Facebook profiles, casinos, and whole buildings draped in the blue, white, and red of the French flag. Solidarity as sympathy, bien sûr — a most poignant message that humanity stands with Paris — and will act decisively to avenge the“carnage” unexpectedly wrought by those whose motives most will never fall victim to, much less comprehend.

Most?

Evidently, despite the accumulated knowledge of the entire planet at our disposal through the computer screen, solidarity has escaped some of us.

And I am weary.

Without question, I mourn for Paris’ recent victims and their families — and I would never claim knowledgeable firsthand experience of the same. But I refuse — despite my partial French heritage — to cloak myself in nationalism of any stripe or star, particularly not now. Because, besides victims in Paris, an incomprehensibly astronomic number of people have been grieving loss of the highest order for some time — in places whose names roll off our tongues as if it’s accepted that violence simply happens there — and a majority likely couldn’t guessthe colors on these victims’ flags.

You see, I also mourn for those killed mere hours before Paris crumbled into chaos, in strikingly similar attacks in Beirut.

I mourn the hundreds of thousands displaced or killed in Syria, no matter their pledged allegiance. No matter their professed religion. No matter.

I mourn for the millions killed in ongoing and renewed, illegal United States’ aggression in Iraq — and those facing a torturous demise from exposure to depleted uranium employed in violation of international and humanitarian law — for reasons far closer to ‘American’ and corporate hegemony than compassionate principle.

I mourn the untold number killed in the United States’ insidious — and seemingly permanent — war in Afghanistan. And the countless children there who know nothing of peace, much less the feeling of safety it brings. And patients and staff recently targeted, bombed, and then shot while fleeing the Médecins Sans Frontières hospital in Kunduz — and the irony of that humanitarian organization’s French roots.

I mourn those forced into human slavery or sex trafficking in Malaysia; and curse the scant hope they escape, now that the massive TPP has garnered U.S. government’s tacit approval of the abhorrence that is human trade.

I mourn for Palestinians, whose land was usurped — and whose lives and infrastructure and families and sense of security and HOMES are under siege and occupation by an illegal and actively terrorist State.

I mourn the patients and staff at the over 100 healthcare facilities in Yemen that have been BOMBED since March. And the apparently soulless who found an acceptable target in hospitals.

I mourn for Yemen.

I mourn for the victims of complicit government violence in Mexico, and 43 students and their families who lack answers.

I mourn for Chinese men, women, and children working, quite literally, as slaves, so the West can be rude at dinner and take endless pictures — of its narcissistically apathetic self.

I mourn rampant genocide — past and present — for the sake of manifest destiny. And empire. And imperialism. And inexplicable and unstated reasons.

In fact, I mourn for all victims of terror, whether State or group sponsored, without conditions attached to my grief — no matter location, nor loyalty, nor arbitrary geopolitical happenstance of location of a victim’s birth. And I’m already grieving those soon to be terror’s next victims; since, as French President François Hollande jarringly warned, avenging Paris’ victims just birthed (yet another) “PITILESS” war.

As if gentle were somehow a method to employ in waging war.

Yes, I mourn for Paris. But I do so while weeping in shame at the deplorable supercilious judgment ensconced in Western reaction to it; for countless pitiable xenophobes and their endless vapid justifications; for arrogant commentary from politicians and their media mouthpieces with their embarrassing post-tragedy clamoring to exploit ignorant heartstrings for the appropriate victims; for the endless War of Terror — and the service members who somehow haven’t yet deduced that this would ALL END if they simply refused to fucking fight.

The fact is, grief on this scale is exhausting. And I’m very nearly out of tears.

So keep these victims around the globe in mind — every, single man, woman and child who has, who is, and who will suffer the maiming, horror, torture, and death that’s as necessary to war as those who take up arms — when you next excuse a politician’s stance on war, because the rest of his or her platform seems really promising.

Or, at least, seems the lesser of two evils.

And shake that flag from your social media profile; and your home; and your thoughts. Because as long as you wear just one flag, your attempt to stand with victims of terror is a most embarrassingly hollow solidarity, indeed.

This article (America: Your Solidarity with Paris is Embarrassingly Misguided) is free and open source. You have permission to republish this article under a Creative Commons license with attribution to Claire Bernish and theAntiMedia.org.

NO CRIME, NO TELEPHONE, NO INTERNET. THE ISLAND OF TRISTAN DA CUNHA IS LOVED BY ITS PEOPLE

Lying 1500 miles West pf Africa and some 1700 miles East of South America lies an island so remote , it is probably one of the only places that has no TV, no internet or no telephones. It is Tristan da Cunha, an English colony that has remained so since the 1800’s. Watch this interesting documentary of this island where there are no thieves, no crime, only one doctor, and the people refuse to leave.