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144 pages, Paperback
First published June 14, 2018
Our political history is one that makes wombs of women, empties us of all human complexity, impregnates us with all that is good or wrong in our society so that woman are either Mothers of the Nation, birthing all that is good, or Evil Stepmothers, birthing all that is bad in our society.Her narrative deliberately distances itself from the myth of the “Founding Fathers”. Panashe is searching for the “Founding Mothers” and all the real people that made this country she is fortunate enough to call her home. It is her contribution to decolonizing a history, by first and foremost decolonizing what “history” means in the first place; as, when it comes to “African history”, infuriatingly enough, the history of white men in Africa seems to be on the focus, which is a view on history Panashe doesn’t subscribe to. Africa was not discovered by white settlers, it was already there with a rich history and a variety of cultures and different people, ages before white settlers first stepped on the continent.
They shout ‘Sokwanele!’ ‘Zvakwana!’ ‘It is enough!’ railing as if a final heave of energy is all that is needed to push the old man out and all their dreams and aspirations, big and msall, for their country in. For their children to find decent jobs, for their parents to be able to have pensions to retire on, for hospitals they can send their relatives to without feeling they are sending them there to die, for national roads that do not risk their lives, for their speech to be free, for the lives of their family lost in Gukurahundi to be accounted for, for leaders who have won their respect and who they have chosen, for a place they can make a home of again.So all in all, this book had great potential and I don't regret reading it because it sparked my interest in Zimbabwean politics and led me down a research-rabbit hole, but judging the book for what it is, I have to say that it is too confusing and non-stringent for my taste. The idea behind it is great, the execution... not so much.
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A person is a person through others. This truth extends across time and space. We are through those who have come before us, those who have come with us and those who will come after us. Spirit possession, at the heart of Chimurenga, is an exercise in timelessness. It is those in the present communing with those in the past about the future concerning those who will come. Chimurenga has always been the intergenerational spirit of African self-liberation. It is not linear, it is bones that go into the earth and rise again and again.