The World: Some countries are equal, but some are more equal than others.

In high school I studied English Literature. We analyzed a number of books including the Government Inspector, Things Fall Apart and Animal Farm. In retrospect, I feel my level of analysis was yet to grow. I noticed this when I went further with the subject at Advanced Level.

Recently, I got a hold of my old Animal farm book. When I read it afresh, I saw it in a completely different light. I was able to relate a lot of parts in the book to what is happening today. In its simplicity, there is a myriad of points the book has tackled. George Orwell was easily a genius. All of us are very much alive in this book and anyone who claims they aren’t is very likely to be in denial.

To begin with, when Old Major begins to articulate his vision and the status quo, I feel his audience is African countries.

Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable, laborious, and short.”

He goes on to say, “But is this simply part of the order of nature? Is it because this land of ours is so poor that it cannot afford a decent life to those who dwell upon it? No, comrades, a thousand times no! The soil of England is fertile, its climate is good, it is capable of affording food in abundance to an enormously greater number of animals than now inhabit it.”

Today we could ask similar questions. It is a no brainer that Africa is the richest continent with unimaginable resources. Diamonds, gold, sugar, salt, petroleum, copper, uranium Zinc, woods, tropical Fruits and the listing could go on and on. However, the average inhabitant has a miserable, laborious and short life. Why is a continent full of potential under backward conditions? Are the resources not enough to eradicate poverty?

Indeed globalization has brought remarkable results that have benefited many countries. Countries now favor opening up since seeing the importance of free trade. All this is meant to be a zero sum game and theoretically it is beautiful, but in reality it isn’t. It is dangerous, it is scary, and it poses drastic threats to the future- the future of Africa. The process has made some countries to become ‘more equal than others more than it has ever been.

According to Honest Accounts 2017,about $162B was pumped into Africa and $203B left. This shows $42B was extracted in profits. This may look like fair profit, but it includes tax evasions, corruption, illegal fishing, hunting, and trade, forcing poor conditions on local labor to cut costs among many others. Multinational companies pay very little tax to our governments who only benefit marginally. The taxation policies are not exactly designed by Africans, but by Western governments and these policies advocate for lowering taxes.

Old major goes on to say “Man is the only creature that consumes without producing. He does not give milk, he does not lay eggs, he is too weak to pull the plough, he cannot run fast enough to catch rabbits. Yet he is lord of all the animals. He sets them to work, he gives back to them the bare minimum that will prevent them from starving, and the rest he keeps for himself. Our labour tills the soil, our dung fertilises it, and yet there is not one of us that owns more than his bare skin.”

Africa is a pawn in the hands of man which is the Western world, and recently, China. In what is supposed to be fair exchange, some countries are benefiting way more than others. The aid, loans, grants, donations and other funding keeps us in a poverty cycle. It is a marvel African leaders still do not practise what Dambisa Moyo said. It is so sad how we are giving a lot of our power to these countries. The future is really scary if we do not wake up. We can’t keep being fooled by these countries .We need a revolution.

In this daylight robbery, we cannot overlook the role a few of our very own brethren play. The elite few simply allow wealth to flow out of Africa and this way they become wealthy at the expense of their own blood. Judas Iscariot surely never died on that tree. If those with authority and in positions to make it hard for our wealth to be stolen lost their greed and realized they have a future to protect, we could have solved a huge puzzle on our way to development. We can’t keep obtaining bribes, gifts and other short term benefits just to unlock access for foreigners to steal our land, our minerals, and our children’s future. Our politicians need to truly have love for the people by eliminating corruption and by putting us first. Even a maniac like Trump puts his people first.

George Orwell also brings Moses in the picture. Moses represents organized religion and the typical sermon of the flowery place on the other side. Today religion is one of the factors why we can’t progress as Africa. Fake prophets, and money centered religious leaders are reaping from the poor while imparting laziness and irrationality into their heads through dogma. A lot of people want the easy way out and will not take action to change or develop their current poor state when they are totally capable. They would rather pray.

We get to see how the pigs change a lot of rules to justify a lot of their wrong deeds, but because animals, e.g. boxer, won’t read or pay attention to what was prior, they are blind to see the amendments. Also they are gullible. Today a lot are bound in the chains of ignorance. They do not know exactly what to stand for. They will support a political party like a football team at the expense of their children’s future. They have no idea what the constitution or the fundamentals that would show how valuable they are and what rights they possess. I wouldn’t blame them though, their woes are circumstantial. Boxer is the uneducated poor man on whom politicians thrive daily. He will sale his vote for temporary pleasure.

Even the educated that do not stand up against the wrong are as good as boxer. Former late Zambian President Michael Sata used to say the greatest cowards are the educated. At least boxer is given a little leeway because he is ignorant, but the educated who know how they should be treated are expected to protest when the government takes advantage of them or asks them to pay a funny tax. The attitude to fight for our inheritance has died out. The true government is the people and we constantly forget that.

We could go on and on with the symbolism in animal farm, but the most important thing is to realize our position and act. It is for Africa to stand up and realize that there will never be Africa if we keep selling it for coins. We could also hope to see the light in Africa- to eliminate the backwardness we suffer from and to stop tolerating neo colonialism. We can change the game; the power has always been with the people.

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ALGHALIB: THE RISING NIGERIAN SENSATION

1) Give us a description that best describes you.

I’m basically a super-dupa passionate musician. I love my craft and take my time with it. I’m a top energetic performer. I’m Always messing around (haha I play too much). I love making people happy and I love my Gyal dem! Lol but most importantly, I love making music and that’s what gives me the most joy.

2) How long have you been an artiste?

Well damn to be honest I would say for about 8 years now, even though i just took it to like the next level this past 2 years or thereabout, but yeah, it’s around that time.

3) How would you describe the Nigerian Music industry?

I would say still very much developing, even though we currently have arguably the most prominent music industry in Africa due to the amount of exports we have, with the likes of Wizkid, Davido, Burna Boy, Tekno, Runtown, Mr Eazi and so on who can be referred to as international acts. However, we still have a lot more to improve on in terms of structure, things like royalties, revenue distribution, streaming services and so on.

4) What Nigerian artist inspires you the most and can you list your top 5 African Artists?

4. Wizkid, just because he has broken almost every barrier in African music there is to break and is making history. My top 5 would be Wizkid, AKA, Davido, Burna Boy & Nasty C

5) Are you familiar with the Zambian music industry?

Yes a bit, I’ve always been interested in the Zambian market because my vision isn’t just to be a Nigerian superstar, I also see myself as an African superstar so wherever I go as much as I’m representing Nigeria, I’m representing Zambia and other African countries as well. I also listen to Zed hip hop mostly and sometimes Zed beats because the sound is somehow infectious and it’s almost similar with afro-beat in a way so I can very much relate. I’m looking forward to performing in Zambia soon, maybe one of these days I’ll be billed to perform at the R&G Oktoberfest, if it still holds or be nominated at the Kwacha Music Awards haha. That would be lovely.

6) Would you be interested in collaborating with Zambian artists?

Yes of course, I’ve listened to the likes of Jay Roxx, Ruff Kid, Cleo ice queen, Bobby East, Chef 187, Muzo, Roberto, Rich Bizzy and so many more and I love their music. I would also like to work with some of the producers who I’ve heard some of their works like Raydo, Killa Beats, TK, Ben Blazer, DJ Mzenga Man and so on because I know we’ll create magic! Haha.

7) where do you see yourself in 5 years?

In the next 5 years I hope to have taken my career to an international level and create a platform for other upcoming artistes to grow. Having multi platinum records, I also see myself touring the world, and performing at gigs like coachella, the made in America festival, Wireless, headlining my own show at the O2 Arena in UK and just pushing the culture forward and representing for Africa big time. And I believe I will achieve this by Gods grace.

8) You headlined a concert where Skepta and Wizkid have performed. Can you describe that feeling?

I headlined my own concert – The GHALIBONAWAVE Live Experince at the same venue Skepta and Wizkid held the BBK homecoming concert just two months ago. Mine was like a week before though, but then I found out they did their show after mine and that just gave me some sort of encouragement and moral boost because it just made me feel like I could achieve whatever goal I set for myself. If I could hold a successful concert with no sponsorship, no label, no commercial funds, just myself and my team putting everything together at the same place my idols did, then the sky is my limit. And I’m gonna reach it.

9) What is your dream venue for you to perform?

My dream venue would be either the O2 Arena in UK or maybe Wembley stadium. But I think i would go with the O2 arena.

10) Do you think the Nigerian music industry is the best in Africa presently?

Honestly, No. I would say it’s the South African music industry because they have a more structured industry whereby their royalty system and Music distribution system works better, as well as the quality of the music and music videos they produce as well. Not to forget the quality of their performances, take for example the Cassper Nyovest Up concerts, they were crazy! And so many other music festivals over there that I watch. So yeah you can tell their industry is very much developed. Nigeria is still growing though and we are doing very well for ourselves, we usually have the highest music revenue earnings each year and we invest a lot in our music as well, so I guess it’s just a matter of time before we become a force to be reckoned with.

11) Which international artists would you want to collaborate with?

I would love to work with ASAP Rocky, Chris Brown, DVSN, 6lack, Rihanna, Bryson Tiller, Emeli Sande and so many other people, the list is endless.

12) What are some of the challenges you face as a Nigerian Artiste?

I would say promotion. It’s very hard to promote your songs to the level you desire due to what is popularly referred to as the payola system which requires a lot of funds. It’s very difficult (though not impossible) for you to get airplay, blog features, etc without having money. Talent can only take you so far, money and connections are really the most important factor, especially for someone like me who isn’t signed to any major label, I invest my own funds into my music because I’m signed to my own label, so I’m in charge of all expenses.

13) Wizkid or Davido?

Hahaha I really can’t choose one over the other. I love them both in different ways and for different reason. It’s hard for me to choose. Even though I might be more inclined to choose Davido because I know him personally and we talk, he’s like a big brother and mentor to me and I appreciate him a lot. But both of them are Legends and I love them.

14) Lastly, what would you be your words to Zambian artists?

I would say have a vision, stay focused, and keep grinding! We are all one at the end of the day. We are doing this for Africa. Let’s all just work together to push the culture forward and make as much impact as we can with little amount of time we have on this earth.

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Alghalib is set to have a tour in Zambia this year and all Zambian musicians who could like to do collaboration are free to contact me. His EP is set for June. YOU CAN LISTEN TO ALGHALIB’S MUSIC here .

SONG REVIEW: MIXXY’S PA EASY ft AFUNIKA

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Micaiah Ng’onga ‘Mixxy‘ is a third year Survey major student at the Copperbelt University. He is one of the Zambian upcoming artists on fire. He  has  done  a  couple of  other  songs  that  have  received  airplay on  some radio stations  and  clubs in  Lusaka. He has worked with Royal Prince and Mari fro­m  Cabin records. On  this  new  jam, he  features the king of New Version of Kalindula, Afunika.

Pa easy is a song that reminds us of how speed kills. Mixxy is advising us to take it easy because the consequences of speed is crushing.

The  proverbial being that  ‘life  ain’t  no  crystal stair‘ limits the shocks of  the  results  of  shortcuts taken  to succeed. Many people  take  shortcuts to  improve  their  lives  or  decide  to  create   a  dangerous or risky definition of  pleasure.

These  days  young  girls and boys tend  to  become  regular club partakers  which  is  really cool if  they  think  about  it, but  the  thing  is  they  have  yet  to  go  to  university,  but they  are  exposing  themselves  to wrong  people and  creating  a  wrong  impression as  they  become  alcoholics at  a  tender  age. They  begin  to engage  in  adult  activities and  as  Afunika sings in  the  chorus, Ichalo ichi Chilalya  (The  world eats), a bemba saying symbolic of   death. There is HIV and other consequences through such behavior which again results to death. Mixxy urges young youths to wake up and take  it  easy because everything  has  it’s  own  time.

To terminate suffering or because of  envy of people acquiring possession, people  seek  shortcuts to  get  money  or  get  rich. People  tend   to  take  part  in  illegal activities like  corruption and  theft. Eventually the  crimes  catch up  with you and  you  are  put  behind bars. Before this  happens to  you, Mixxy reminds  you  to  take  it  easy.

There  are  plenty  other  situations or  examples where  we  can’t  take  it  easy  and   so   whenever  we  try  to rush let  us  be  able to  think  of  the  consequences and  eventually refrain from  such an  action.

You  can  have  a  listen/download of  PA  EASY HERE. Please  remember to support MIXXY and share. You  can  also drop your  views of  the  song  in  the  comment box  below.

A Family Hustle: The Second Generation (EPISODE 4)

EPISODE FOUR (APRIL)

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6 YEARS LATER…

CLAIRE

Mathematically, it could be precise to say that the innocence with which we are born is a decreasing function with time. Experiences we encounter allow us to change in ways diverse. The rapidness with which our innocence disappears may depend greatly on how vulnerable we may get. With GrandMa Mary’s lost battle to cancer, Claire Hamooya had grown to be vulnerable.

She was now under the care of her uncle. He had taken good care of her all this while until after she was 15 when he had started acting weird towards her. She clearly remembered his betrayal of her last year, everyday.She remembered how when she had come back from school had only found her uncle home. Normally he was always at work at 2pm during week days, but that Wednesday was an exception.

He had called her to his bedroom asking her to bring him water, but that was a trick. No sooner had she entered his room than he had shut the door and pounced on her like a lion on an unsuspecting gazelle.

Her cheeks burned with the hot ocean that poured  from her eyes every time her mind fed her with the memory. At her age, she was so unprepared for such a predicament, not that she had to be. She was forced to contemplate suicide, she was looking for a way to escape the evil world.

The hardest thing of it all was she knew the truth would set her free, but how would she open up to a world that would become even more complicated after. Her uncle’s wife would never shut up about how much she thought her husband loved her. How would the woman react if Claire told her about the cold blooded defiler, the full time devil?  She knew her Aunt would never believe her and probably kick her out. Claire was forced to analyse all these things. At her age, girls normally have to worry about less petty issues,but at her age she was forced to be a woman. She remembered her uncle’s threats.

“If you tell anyone, I will kill you” he had told her.

She could tell her father, but her beloved dad was too sick and weak to be handling such  cases and she never thought her brothers would be the best avengers.

She forgot to pray, not that she couldn’t. She had questioned her beliefs. Where was the God her grandmother always told her would always be there? Why had he allowed her to suffer? Was she too cursed that her birth caused her mother’s death?

Her teachers were worried as her grades were poor of late. They had called her guardians for a meeting due to the rising concerns. Her uncle was the first to give a reason as to why it was this way.

“I think she may be missing her grandmother”. the devil had said. “She will be okay, won’t you Claire?” he added with a smile.

The hypocrisy of her Uncle tore her heart apart. She could never get used to his disgusting behavior. She had been thinking about poisoning his food, but her plans were just limited to her thoughts. She knew sooner or later, she had to do something about it, but the question still remained, “how”?

A Family Hustle: The Second Generation (EPISODE 3)

EPISODE THREE (MARCH)

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It is often said that God hears the cry and sees the tears of a woman.  Mostly, this is never apparent to a man at the peak of his ‘cheating game’. There however, comes a point when life ceases to be a crystal stair for the man and when he finally tries to connect the dots realizes he cooked his own problems. This is the point Michael Hamooya had reached. He had the slightest idea that two weeks after his daughter’s birthday, he would be standing before a judge slapped with another corruption Charge. He now strongly believed everything would be different now had he only stuck by Claire.

He had now realized there was no more hope for his release. He realized he had been played. A deal gone wrong had landed him in this mess and his former organization was not letting him get away that easily. This case needed not be adjourned, the judge proved him guilty again.

This moment sung with so much sorrow that for once Gary put aside his hatred for his father as his eyes watered. Grandma Mary was in tears too as she held Claire tightly. Peter remembered the days that followed his mother’s passing, he could never get used to losing parents. For a moment, the court room felt much like a grave yard to them all. They felt like they were saying good bye to Michael forever.

                               BACK AT GRANDMA MARY’S HOUSE

Devoid of the appetite to eat, the grandmother and her grand children sat in the living room. They talked about their favorite moments with Mike while Gary was quiet for the most part of it.

“I know you have heard so many stories about your Father from other people, but there is a lot of things you do not know about my son”, Grandma Mary suddenly Said

She told them how Mike was actually her favorite child. She told them how he was the only one who proved responsible in supporting the extended family and how much he loved their mother.

“I don’t think he loved mum, if he really did, he couldn’t be away when she needed him the most”, Gary quickly shot in indignation.

“Gary, your father can never rewrite his wrongs, but you know he has learned enough lessons, you also have learned something from this and it should make you a better man in future, by not making your father’s mistakes” Mary said patiently.

“I think we should pray for dad, Grandma” Peter said after listening to Grandma and Gary for a while.

“Indeed Peter”, she smiled at him.

Grandma Mary always smiled to make her grand children feel better, but deep down she knew she that she was cracking down. She wondered if her grand children would be well taken care of once she died. She worried and she really did about little Claire. They had grown so fond of each other over the years. She had no answers to her worries so she simply put them in prayers.

“Dear Lord, we come to you”, she began to pray.

TBC

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A FAMILY HUSTLE: THE SECOND GENERATION (E2)

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EPISODE TWO (FEBRUARY)
On her ninth birthday, Claire had wished her dad could be present on her tenth. She had grown so fond of him. A father daughter relationship that grew stronger during the prison visits. She saw him past the court’s conviction. She saw her father and She loved him.

It was as though her grandma had been in her mind, eavesdropping, because she had been working in line with Claire’s wish. She had been arranging for Mike to attend his little girl’s party.

The funny thing of it all was it seemed Mike was the first rich man justice had happened to. Initially, his lawyers thought they could pull it off, but when more than three quarters of his property had been seized by the state, they knew a politically motivated case was far from being won.

Peter and Gary, the oldest of the three had come through from Chingola and Kitwe respectively. Every one little Claire loved was here except her dad and of course her beloved mother her eyes had never set on.

“Now put on that smile birthday girl. Who frowns on their day? ”, her grandma Mary said, knowing the little girl just wanted to see her father.
Mike should have been here at 2pm, but it was now a quarter past 3. She cursed them so hard in her heart, but then instantly remembered Pastor Ben’s Patience is holy sermon.

It was almost 4 when Mike showed up at the gate with two casually dressed cops beside him. The cops had insisted to attend the party as part of the arrangement-a party of a little girl they barely knew. Anything for the love of food could be anyone’s guess. However, Mary could care less, her son was home.
“Daddy”, little Claire screamed while running with open arms to her father.

“Hello Princess, nice party you have going on here, come here, I got you something”, Mike smiled.

“Missed you dad”, Peter embraced his dad.

“Wow, you grow bigger every time I see you, I wonder what kind of food your aunt is feeding you on the copper belt”  Mike said with a chuckle then suddenly with a worried face added , “Where is your older brother?”

As though programmed, they turned to look at Gary in unison who in turn looked back at his father with a furious face and walked away.

“Come here princess, let me show you something” he smiled at Claire

He gave her his wife’s silver necklace.
“This is for you princess, your mother would be so proud of you, Happy birthday, Daddy loves you”

As she ran to her friends to show off her new gift, Mike wished his wife was here, he wished everything was normal. His heart burned, but he wasn’t going to let melancholy prevail, today was his little girl’s day.

The party had been going well so far, except of course the funny questions and stares some of his relatives tossed him and a growing fear that his son may have been turned against him by his wife’s sister. He had also noticed another thing wrong with Gary; he had a scar on his lower lip as though it was sliced by a knife. He knew his son had been fighting and possibly drinking. He never thought Lusaka would look this different.

“Okay, everyone gather around”, shouted Grandma Mary

This time Claire wished her dad would be released as she blew over her cake.

“She keeps transforming into her mother by the years”, grandma Mary said as she and Max watched her

“It’s magical”, he said with a smile. “Listen mum, I am very grateful for what you have been doing for my daughter, I..”

“Son, they told me they may be releasing you in a year and a half depending on the Judge’s decision and I want you to come and be there for your children. I am dying, Michael. This cancer doesn’t seem to leave. I am good for a year plus according to the doctor, but I may go. I want you to inherit my house and build a home again with your children|”

“But,.. but,, why did you not tell me all this time mum? Why?”, he said with watery eyes.

“You have enough problems as it is, Michael so I want you to be strong. Gary has been a problem. Esther told me he has joined the Jerahbos. He’s barely 16 and it will be you to shape him when you get released. You have more problems than to worry about me.”

Michael had never felt this vulnerable. His mother was dying, his son was a mess, and he was still in prison. Maybe melancholy would prevail after all. He wished his day would not have to end this way as the cops drove him back to the prison.
TBC

A Family Hustle: The Second Generation

EPISODE ONE (JANUARY)

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The vast room glowed red as though the air had been vaporised by the color. The air was fragrant with a sweet smelling French scent. There was no sense lacking stimulation as the music was a perfect match for the environment and once you saw the host, there was no escaping this lovely prison. As she made her last pole move, Michael knew from where he sat on the bed, like a little child hooked to telly, that he was about to go on a mind blowing trip. He always loved this part of his South African Business trips and she always knew how to take care of him.

Like a beautiful snake she slowly began to make advances towards him. His heart beat excitedly as he expected her. She always managed to make it seem like a new experience. As she was about to strike him with her skill, his phone blew into a ringtone. There was no avoiding this call and not even this naked buxom could stop him from doing so.

“How is she doing, doctor?” He asked the doctor in panic.

“Mr Hamooya, you need to relax. I cannot tell now for sure, but I am doing the best I can”, Doctor Phiri responded calmly.

Everything happened so quickly after the call. He was lucky Mashaba’s private Jet was available to get him into the country on time. His wife was in labor for their third child and it was unusually a complication. She had called him in the morning telling him she wasn’t feeling too well, but he just had plans for Lydia that afternoon after the meeting. For the second time since his cheating episodes, he felt sorry for his wife. The first was when he had done it the first time, he wished he had just apologized then and maybe he wouldn’t have gone far in this way. The guilt was burning his soul, but he was just happy to have made it on time.

After what seemed like two hours, Dr Phiri reappeared in the room and Michael immediately shot up.

“Mike, I’m sorry” He said.

Michael felt a huge pain in his heart like somebody was firing electric shots to his heart. He looked at his two sons and a sudden realization hit him that he had failed both as a husband and a father. Depression was slowly creeping in. The surviving baby had her mother’s eyes and nose. He looked the innocent baby in her eyes and called her Claire.

Never had he pictured Claire’s name on a grave stone. His wife was gone and he blamed no one else but himself for this. He had questions whose answers bred excruciating pain in his heart. Who was going to take care of his kids like she did? What was he to say to Peter who now was on a daily routine of questions about his mother’s whereabouts?

“Dad where is mum? Little peter asked inquisitively.

“Peter, mum is in heaven” he answered softly.

“Dad, can you please take me to heaven, I want to see mum” Peter shot again.

Usually people ask what they had done to deserve a predicament, but that was going to lack in Michael. His wife’s relatives had insisted on taking custody of the children and he saw himself in no position to disagree.

Michael felt his guilt outweighed the lessons life was handling him and when he was summoned by the Anti- Corruption commission presenting him office fund embezzlement charges, he had no time to feel sorry for himself. He knew he was going away for a very long time, he knew he had no time to seek redemption because he knew he didn’t deserve it. He knew this was his end, but deep down he knew it wasn’t because his children were still out there.
TBC