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Sold to the highest bidder – the role of lobola in modern Zimbabwe

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2012 by Bev Clark

Here is the latest paper published by the Research and Advocacy Unit, and prepared by Rumbidzai Dube:

Many a people have started questioning the practice of bride-price known as lobola or roora in Zimbabwe. Wide debates on whether the practice should be abolished or regulated are constantly taking place. Of course, the wider sentiment is that lobola is a part of Zimbabwean culture and doing away with it is tantamount to rejecting our cultural heritage. However, it is also clear that the custom which was meant to establish ties between two families through the marriage of their children has been commercialised, women’s value has been commodified, and the practice has become a source of discord within marriages.

Between January and February 2012, the Research and Advocacy Unit (RAU) had a series of focus group discussions with women from different parts of the country and amongst the variety of issues raised in those discussions was the question of lobola.

Many sentiments were raised, but the overarching idea coming out of the discussions was that the commercialisation of lobola is the problem with the practice, not the practice itself. The women asserted that amassing wealth has become more important than the traditional purpose of the practice, which was to establish ties between the two families (kusunga ukama).

The groups also cited that women (mothers) are part of the problem. Women were said to be pushing their husbands to charge more lobola as part of an ongoing competition by women on whose daughter had more money paid for her than the other. Lobola has become about prestige and not about the joining of two families together. Families are competing to show each other that their children are more valuable than their neighbours’ or relatives’ children.

Culturally, it was known that a son in law is there to assist the family, as expressed in the Shona proverb mukwasha muonde haaperi kudyiwa (literally translated to say, a son-in law is like a fig tree, you never run out of figs to harvest from it). ‘Modern’ generations have lost that appreciation. The women in the discussions pointed to the fact that today’s marriages are short-lived, hence the benefit that parents have from having a son-in law is brief. They tend to charge exorbitant amounts at once so that, if anything goes wrong with the child’s marriage in the future, they would not have lost out on anything.

Parents have turned their daughters into businesses. Whereas previously a woman who gave birth to daughters only and no sons was considered useless, these days, there seems to be a shift. Girls are now considered to be a source of wealth. This not only creates the problem of placing monetary value on human beings, but reinforces the discrimination against girls and women as these women are not valued for themselves but for the potential benefits that can be derived from their existence.
The prevalence of HIV/ AIDS has also become problematic to the whole lobola debate. The contributions from some of the women in the discussions explained that because the in-laws know that should their daughter fall ill, she will be returned to them for home-based care, they therefore charge enough lobola to take care of such cases. Indeed this is not only unfortunate, but borders on a depravity linked to societal degradation, and an erosion of positive cultural and moral values.

As a result, sons-in-law have lost respect for their in-laws. They also have developed an attitude of disrespect for their wives, stemming from the expectation that since they paid so much money, then they ought to get value for their money. Women have no right to negotiate for sex, including safe sex. She is the husband’s cook, cleaner, launder, and keeper by virtue of the fact that he paid for those services. At the end of the day the wife suffers. The wife has no right to demand fidelity from her husband, and, should she be unfaithful, she is sent back to her family.

In a nutshell, gathering from the views of the women who participated in the focus groups, the practice of paying lobola seems to stifle women’s voices and bargaining power within marriage. It renders them subservient to their husbands and they cannot complain should they be treated because society expects them to endure in silence.

The question remains, how then should we mediate the lobola payments? The following are some of the suggestions that emanated from the focus group discussions:
- The cultural aspect of approaching one’s aunt tete or ambuya should be resuscitated so that she enquires how much the prospective son-in-law can afford to pay. This avenue has become ineffective because of greed and jealousy.
- Parents should ask their prospective sons-in-law how much they can afford to pay and charge them only for what they can afford.
- People should not put a price tag on marriage as this makes women some form of property or commodity.
- Parents should value their children’s lives and not the money they can make out of lobola.

The debate goes on. But it remains relevant that we evaluate the role of lobola in women’s lives. Has it not become more of a harmful cultural practice than a constructive one? The Committee on the Elimination of All Forms of Discrimination Against Women (CEDAW Committee) in its concluding observations on Zimbabwe’s Review at the 51st session said it has. What do we as Zimbabwean women want to do about this issue?

Proudly Zimbabwean @ 32

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2012 by Lenard Kamwendo

On the 18th of April each year Zimbabwe celebrates its hard won independence from Britain. The liberation struggle which gave birth to a new nation in southern Africa was fought so that every Zimbabwean regardless of tribe, color and creed will enjoy all the freedoms enshrined in constitution. Independence Day in Zimbabwe is no ordinary day like what other people may see it. It is not a one party celebration as it maybe perceived by those from the opposition.  We may differ on political opinions and support different political parties but lets put all that behind us and show unity when we celebrate our 32 years of independence. Even in America they have the Democrats and the Republicans but they have reserved 4th of July as day to celebrate their independence. The liberation struggle was fought so that every person can enjoy the freedom to support any political party of choice and to have the freedom to associate and express themselves. So on Independence Day be proud to fly the colors of our national flag high because those colors don’t belong to any party and sing the national anthem loud enough because its not a campaign jingle. Celebrate your independence Zimbabwe!

Shooting elephants for fun

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2012 by Bev Clark

From Foreign Policy Magazine:

In his classic essay Shooting an Elephant, George Orwell describes an experience he had as a colonial police officer in Burma. Under public pressure from a crowd of townspeople, he puts down an out-of-control elephant against his own wishes, describing it as the moment he “first grasped the hollowness, the futility of the white man’s dominion in the East.” As the people of the town debate the merits and legality of his actions, he wonders “whether any of the others grasped that I had done it solely to avoid looking a fool.”

It’s tempting to wonder if any similarly penetrating insights or self-reflections have come to Spanish King Juan Carlos as he lies in the hospital, having injured his hip on an elephant shooting trip in Botswana that has ignited a firestorm of controversy.

In addition to being about the least politically correct way to spend your vacation (was the baby seal-clubbing junket all booked up?) the optics of this were pretty terrible at a time when more than half of young Spaniards are out of work and Spanish banks are facing yet another downgrade. Plus, it turns out that the king — who is Spain’s official head of state — didn’t inform the government that he was leaving the country and might have used public funds in the process.

Some leftist parties are calling for the king to abdicate or hold a referendum on returning to a republic. That doesn’t seem to likely at the moment, but the king may still want to stick to the beach next time if he doesnt want to join his country’s surging ranks of unemployed.

She said, I said

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Tuesday, April 17th, 2012 by Bev Clark

A special Zimbabwean artist dies

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Friday, April 13th, 2012 by Bev Clark

ADZT Statement on the Death of its Chairman Walter Lambert Mparutsa
13 April 2012

Renowned artist, theatre practitioner and Artists for Democracy in Zimbabwe Trust (ADZT) Chairman, Walter Lambert Mparutsa has died. He was 72. Mparutsa died late on Thursday evening after he developed complications during a blood transfusion process. He was suffering from a cancer ailment. Mparutsa will be remembered for his artistic prowess which earned him many accolades and praise locally and internationally. He belonged to a special group of Zimbabwean artists better known as protest artists. He was a great believer in freedom of expression, human rights and democracy. At the time of his death he was running his Global Arts Theatre Association and was Chairperson of Artists for Democracy in Zimbabwe Trust (ADZT). He was also in process of putting together the annual Chimanimani Arts Festival.

In 2003 he was part of a group of artists who fought censorship of the arts by taking the government to court following the banning of the play Super Patriots and Morons. The play was a sad reflection of the state of the country’s human rights, lawlessness, and murder of President Robert Mugabe’s opposition activists, economic meltdown, unemployment, starvation, corruption and endless shortages of virtually all basic necessities. It was banned on suspicion that was it lampooning the then 83-year-old President Robert Mugabe who at the time had clocked 27 straight years in power. For us at ADZT it is a great loss which can never be quantified. He was a mentor, a steward, adviser and above all a great pillar of strength. We will forever miss him with his great sense of humour which made him a friend of both the young and the old. His fearlessness was a great virtue which we will forever cherish. May his family be strengthened in this time of mourning knowing fully well that his life was one which was greatly lived.

The theatre guru at one time produced a play that depicted him as a cancer patient and ironically it is the same disease which led to his death.

Apart from his theatre work he was also also known for his talent in film. He acted in films such as Yellow Card in 2000, Everyone’s Child in 1996, Cry Freedom in 1987 and Play Warriors in 2011. May his soul rest in eternal peace.

Mourners are gathered at his house at Number 29 Pollet Drive Belvedere in Harare. Pollet Drive is off Mutley Avenue which is opposite the National Sports Stadium on the side where a Chinese hotel is under construction. Details of his burial are yet to be announced by the family.

Zimbabwe celebrates National Library Week

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Friday, April 13th, 2012 by Elizabeth Nyamuda

Letter to the librarian

You are the heart where arteries of knowledge congregate
The root that binds fibres of worldly wisdom
A rock where intellectual imbibers chisel and curve their creative granules
Bring me, the IPAD to connect to the universe

Bring the search engine to sieve juices of life
You are the nutrition of psyche.

Bring books from Tolstoy, DH Lawrence, Jon Donne, Maya Angelou
The poetic, the academic, the scholarly

Mr and Mrs Librarian where minds meet
Mrs and Mr Librarian my mental fodder
Mr and Mrs Librarian my intellectual drumstick

My soapstone for my wisdom sculptor
My oozing oasis for my PhD
My running river for my dissertation
My rich spring for my Communications assignment.

Your womb vomited, presidents, poets,
Ministers, medics, bishops, engineers, mothers
Your womb vomited our past, our today and our future

You are the inspiration that break with sun
To the world, let our guns and swords be books

Mr and Mrs Librarian, This is my letter to you

You are cemetery with live skulls of knowledge

Mbizo Chirasha aka The Black Poet