Africa’s independence was often characterised by Western Banking Systems
usurping wealth and leaving colonial countries without any formal economic
systems.
They even put a stranglehold on Stokvels, paralysing an entire
populace’s fiscal acumen thus being able to observe deterioration from a
distance or return to the pillaged hunting ground with “globalist solutions”.
This lack of financial institutions that are for Africans by Africans is
what will hamper any efforts towards development, actually the same lack will perpetuate a process of debt based development; one among the many leprous
inheritances from the colonialists.
The young shall inherit the debt through mediocre education branded as
world-class, through privatised health-care systems, through unrestrained
consumerism, while simultaneously remaining indebted to the same colonial
banking systems that portray debt as the way to economic emancipation.
Inadvertently, the elite of this country have realised the advantages of
an electorate in debt, bereft with hunger and lobotomised by victim mentality, because
now they can dictate how alleviation of hunger should be tied to debt payable
in underpaid labour – a language of debt-collectors for the masters in the West.
Suffice to say that such debt is often not individualised in that, an
entire black household would enroll one child at a university for instance, and
the debt incurred thus becomes collectivised by the African idea of ‘sisonke’.
The eventual weight and stress of fiscal yokes thus sunders the family
into fragmented units of ‘I Can Do It for
Myself’ descendants haunted by sibling rivalries, convoluted romantic relationships resulting in rampant divorces that mar black couples of
today.
Thenceforth all foundations of meaningful family systems are shredded,
allowing for the beast to maul each one who never teaches one; and thus many
black adults are dying alone, to be buried through debt, in debt and often
because of debt.
There is the insurmountable and untraceable debt incurred by my migrant
worker parents to pay for tuition which I am still in debt for; then I get home
over the festive season to find my uncle’s shack owes R76, 497.00 in rental
arrears.
He could well build a house, my sister says; but government watchdogs
(the militia police) will demolish it because he owes thousands for amenities
often described as human rights.
And it is this sister that is shovelling dirt twenty storeys beneath the
ground for a son whose father was incapable of fending for his own – a symbol
of a womanhood ripped from her loved ones through gender equity laws that only
serve to disguise the fact that she is paying for debts her faceless, emasculated
and amputee father (and black manhood) sowed.
I am taken aback, when recalling how most capitalist ventures are
thriving through the domestication of women into desktops employment; a
deployment of a new reservoir of debt-payers and a reinforcement of the
historical degradation of black womanhood.
While men are domesticated and through unemployment confined in homes to
which they were never accustomed and loathed due to socially engineered cultures
of mistrust for black womanhood, children grow paying full attention to the
dysfunctional behaviours.
The media is providing them methods of compensating for domestic traumas,
lack of parental guidance and patronization through expensive yet non-durable
gadgets that fabricate fleeting gratitude.
Violent video games, consumerist trends of self-gratification, sedative
news reports and poisonous ideas of beauty devoid of integrity and spiritually
centred values, categorises this new man and woman - whose social interactions
will be founded on violence, tyrannical egoism and an eventual self-annihilation
within the machinations of mitotic and autotomous
debt.
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