At the Kubatana offices, we have a small chalk board which sits outside the door and upon which we write fun quotations and motivating messages, or whatever strikes our fancy. I think the original hope was that random passers by would spot the board, and the pieces of chalk, and be inspired to contribute some of their own words. But so far, that hasn’t really been the case.

The other day, my colleague wrote on the board “90% of life is just showing up.”

I rolled my eyes and groaned a bit when she told me that. It feels like one of those self-help succeed in business kind of mantras. And it goes against my strong Protestant work ethic that, surely, it’s not enough to just show up. It couldn’t possibly be so simple. There must be a whole host of other things you’ve got to do as well. Showing up is a good start, but maybe it’s more like 50%.

So I stammered a bit today when the man delivering the paper stopped and said -

“Your sign. What does it mean?”

And I thought about that Lotto slogan – You’ve got to play to win, so I mentioned something like that. We discussed the importance of at least showing up if you want something – it won’t come to you if you’re sitting off in the corner somewhere. And we chatted about the value of participation, of pitching up for something, even if you didn’t know what it might yield.

He turned to carry on with his paper deliveries, only to come back a moment later.

“So, what’s the other ten percent?”

Ah, that’s the meat of it, I thought. So we spoke a bit more, about attitude and intention and what you can bring to the table and what you can share and how you are with other people. The other ten percent, surely, is our own individual, unique way of being. It’s things like dedication, commitment, humour, creativity, innovation, determination, compassion, openness, and so forth.

I might disagree with the maths, but showing up must be at least half the battle. If you don’t show up, no one ever gets to see your other 10%.

The Zimbabwe Congress of Trade Unions (ZCTU) has called a stay away for 19 and 20 September. It is a continuation of their programme of action since last year, but they announced the dates only this week, and so far I haven’t heard much discussion of it or gotten a sense that people even know about it, much less are planning to take part.

Next week, 90% of life will be not showing up – at work, at the bank, in the shops, in the queues, at the beer halls, in the cafes, and so forth. There are plenty of reasons for Zimbabweans to be angry right now. There has been no national action about the price controls and shortages, and the country is getting hungrier and hungrier. The other ten percent – the ZCTU’s communications, mobilisation, meetings with business leaders, discussions with the general public, working with other organisations, its innovation and creativity in getting people inspired, its use of a range of media to inform people – will make all the difference.

At the Kubatana Creative Visioning meeting the other morning, Luke Tamborinyoka’s piece 71 dark days in Mugabe’s jail came up. In particular, his comment that:

Another reality struck as I walked out of the prison complex, that in fact the whole country was just another big prison. Harare Remand was simply a microcosm of what the whole country has become. There is no food on the shelves; starvation is stalking the nation and people can no longer afford to visit each other because of prohibitive transport costs. Zimbabwe has simply become a big prison with Mugabe as the chief warden.

It got us talking about the need to reclaim our country and redefine our role in it. Zimbabweans have slipped into the “us versus them” mentality that puts “those people” at fault for our problems – thus removing the burden of responsibility from our shoulders. But, in our own ways, we are all “those people” – when I elbow others out of the way so that I can secure my own spot on the back of the open bakkie to get home, when you race to get into the queue for the bread, the sugar, or the beer, when we plot how to make our own lives more comfortable, rather than tackling our current crisis at its roots, we are part of the disease, not the cure.

So we asked our subscribers: if our country has become a prison, how do we distract the warden and make him drop the keys, how do we sneak into his office and grab the keys for ourselves, or how do we take the prison apart brick by brick from the inside? How do we change our attitude and get ourselves out of this disempowered mentality that gives away the responsibility for our own liberation?

We received a range of thoughtful, inspiring suggestions, a few of which are listed below:

Zimbabweans of all political and religious persuasions must admit that we are all of us to blame for what we find ourselves in. The politicians’ politics has failed us (both governing and opposition politicians); the prayers or lack thereof of religious Zimbabweans have not yielded the Zimbabwe we want yet. The complaints of the complainers has not brought about the change we want, (if change is what we want) But what change? Of culture, politics, work ethics, relationships one with another or of religion? If change is what we want, lets go beyond the slogan and define the change we want; and that slogan must be a slogan for all Zimbabweans and not for certain sections of the Zimbabwean populace.

How about we grow some vegetables, takes away some of the helpless feeling, plant a container garden! Get a jik 2 litre bottle, cut of the top part of it, poke some smallish holes into the sides, dig it into the ground, leave it so you can fill with water and plant your seeds / seedlings around it. Keep the container filled with water, so your veggies have water. Water wise and economical and it works. Smile, laugh, even when things really get you down, it is truly amazing the difference it can make to a bad day.

1. All of us admit and own up to ourselves our contribution to the mess. If we are honest we won’t think hard to find the part we have played or omitted to play.
2. Decide decide decide! To build good relations with all other Zimbabweans and to become part of the solution and not part of the problem.
3. Engage our minds in unity to find solutions. Ask ourselves “what is my contribution to the solution?”

Prison, maybe, but even prison has hopeful people, I know some of them. My husband was arrested, but their attitude was “make the best of a bad thing” 17 people in one holding cell, 4 blankets on a cold floor, mosquitoes and they talked and sang. They came out smiling.

No one person can bring down a great country like Zimbabwe and no one man or woman can build it up. Everyone has a part to play, yes Everyone.

Life is what you make it, this was the first thought that came to mind. It is a struggle yes, but the struggle is made worse if we have a pessimistic attitude. We are in a position to make the change, to all we touch, to all we do. I have been teased recently because I have been eating more veggies and fish, I haven’t eaten this healthy in a long time! Whenever I have the opportunity, I buy what I can, from vendors in the local flea market, I buy avocado’s, tomatoes, onions and potatoes, cabbage, etc. I haven’t had oil for a while, a margarine, milk and bread is a luxury. When we travel, I buy from street sellers, often a sack of potatoes, oranges etc. Life is not as easy as we have previously had it, but we can still make it work. A great deal is your attitude, in our positions we need to be positive, we need to be an example. Whining and complaining does nothing but add to stress levels, yes, we have much to complain about, we can also complain about the healthcare, lack of drugs etc, we can complain about the pensioners – has anyone recently been to a home to see what they can do to help? A visitor makes one person or many so much happier for a little while. Many of these people are far worse off than we are, they have no friends or family here, or if they do have family, the family don’t like to visit because of the guilt they feel afterwards . . .

We live in a throw away society, how about we recycle and we become a society that is no longer a rubbish pit, but a proud and thriving community.

Inspired by this piece by Brian Chikwava, Kubatana recently sent a text message to our SMS subscribers asking their thoughts on Chikwava’s comment that “Mugabe aside, there is also the failure of the opposition to articulate its vision.”

We got mixed responses, with some agreeing with Chikwava, and others attributing the MDC’s difficulties to the constrained democratic space and absence of rights like freedom of expression.

Some of their replies included:

Well, yes there is need to re-check and weigh the seriousness of the current opposition and leadership, then develop the way forward.

No. The opposition is denied a chance to air it’s views to the people by the ruling party thru a network of legislation – POSA, AIPPA, etc. The overall impression will be that the opposition is not doing enough.

No matter how brilliant the opposition’s vision may be without genuine and active support from the masses they can only go so far

It is so becoz of the failure by the opposition to form one force & the failure to get the much needed publicity to their audiences.

I dont agree entirely. There is no political space 2 articulate.

I don’t think it’s the opposition that has failed, the evil regime has created conditions that have curtailed the efficacy of the opposition

Haisi yaTsvangirai to free this nation. Pliz do not point finger. Iwe neni tinebasa (It’s not (MDC leader Morgan) Tsvangirai’s job alone to free this nation. . . We all need to play our part.)

Instead of coming up with clear national policies and formulating strategies to win the elusive rural electorate they spend time mudslinging each other much to the glee of Zanu PF. The opposition must revisit its charter and really try articulate its envisaged vision and goals or else it could find itself in the dustbin of Zimbabwean politics.

A member in Masvingo sent us an email saying:

I feel that the only party that once demonstrated a lot of vibrancy at its inception is now failing to live up to its original promise of fighting for the suffering masses. Instead of focusing at the mammoth task at hand MDC has shamefully dismantled itself into factions a feature that does not only spell doom onto the restless electorate but further entrench the Zimbabwean populace into a serious economic and political logjam.

What these two factions are supposed to do is to unite and fight for the electorate who are the worst recipients of gross violation of human rights, abject poverty brought by mismanagement of our resources and serious misrule. Tsvangirai and Mutambara should not take us for granted .If they can’t lead to the much awaited political glory where democratic principles are jealously against decay and our battered economy is brought back on track then they have to call it quits and let those who are strong enough to absorb the political heat currently prevailing. Mugabe can be underrated at the opposition’s risk as he has vehemently denied to step down as required by the constitution and as if that is not enough the old man like wine is getting better with age in ZANU PF’s perspective.

Our subscribers’ comments are a sobering affirmation of Trevor Ncube’s contention that “Zimbabweans right now are confused by the division within the MDC. They are disheartened and indeed feel the pain of abuse that comes from Zanu-PF. They are running around looking for a home and they are unable to find it. For me the third way has been a rejection of the politics of Zanu-PF, a rejection of the politics of the MDC and an opportunity to offer a new beginning for Zimbabweans. But I have realised that the third way is an idealistic position…an idealistic position that in this particular time might be a luxury.”

As the prospect of 2008 elections draws ever closer, I’m finding an increasing need to suspend my own cynicism. I am seeking hope and encouragement that the prospect of this “third way” is not so naive or idealistic after all – that somehow it is possible to re-imagine the terrain of struggle in Zimbabwe, shake up the ways we articulate issues and position ourselves. I’m looking for ways to move to a space where “politics” isn’t about whether I belong to one political party or another, but is instead, to paraphrase Martha Gellhorn, about “my standard of living, my health, my job, my rights, my freedoms, my future or any future.”

I spotted the first one as I turned the last corner on my way to work this morning. Steaming ahead at an impressive clip, in his maroon and yellow running kit, I figured this was some serious marathon trainer, but I didn’t think much of it.

It twigged when I spotted a policeman dart out into the intersection and direct the traffic (this even though the robots were actually working. And despite the fact that, on the many mornings when the robots are out with the rest of the electricity, you’d be hard pressed to find any police officer directing much of anything). Out of the intersection, barreling down the cycle track, came another runner in maroon and yellow kit. And then another. And then a few in blue. I thought I was just running to work. But I’d landed myself in the middle of some race route.

Not that I was complaining. We had a police escort the whole way. They stopped traffic for us. The police standing at every intersection along Enterprise were alert and helpful – a far cry from the three that heckled me as I passed them by, puffing my way up the road towards home yesterday. I was smiling the whole way with the power of being the one for whom traffic is stopped. And when we got to the Newlands roundabout and the entire circle came to a grinding halt? Yeah, I wouldn’t mind experiencing that again.

Which got me thinking. These race participants were:

• Noticeable with their clothing and props;
• Brought together around a shared interest and common purpose;
• Proceeding through town and making themselves visible to a range of people going about their every day business, thus sparking discussion, conversation and comment; and
• Protected by the police, escorted, honoured and defended.

In other words, these runners’ experience was a far cry from the WOZA/MOZA members in Masvingo who were arrested for playing netball last week. In fact, the behaviour of the police this morning sounds an awful lot like what they should do with all of our public events and demonstrations.

Until they’re willing to do so, maybe upping the ante of subversion in sports, and fun running the revolution is our next best option.

The headline of an article in The Zimbabwe Independent this week caught my eye. Particularly in light of the Interception of Communications Act, reading that “Zanu PF plans cyber warfare against online publications“ gave me the visceral chill of dread which doubtless the paper intended with the headline.

But the body of the article told a slightly different story. Apparently, a “blacklist” of 41 online publications was tabled at a recent politburo meeting and “is said to have caused alarm among party members during a heated debate on the media,” unnamed sources said.

The purported politburo discussion sounds like sheer paranoia, and the Independent’s uncritical reporting of the meeting feels like simply more fear mongering. The most important point of the article is the second paragraph: “It was not immediately apparent what measures, if any, the party can take against offending websites.”

The regime’s mistrust of independent news and differences of opinion is as unsurprising as it is un-newsworthy. What dictatorship happily allows press freedom to prevail, and blithely stands by listening to all and sundry dissenting viewpoints?

Supposedly the blacklist is connected to comments made by Zanu PF secretary for science and technology, Olivia Muchena, in a report on the role and importance of information and communication technologies (ICTs) on July 26. According to the Independent, the report says “Comrades, we are all aware that Zanu PF is at war from within and outside our borders. Contrary to the gun battles we are accustomed to, we now have cyber-warfares fought from one’s comfort zone, be it bedroom, office, swimming pool, etc but with deadly effects.”

Muchena reportedly said “Zanu PF must pause and think who is behind the creation of ‘these websites’, the target market of the websites, the influence and impact they have on Zimbabweans and what the image of Zanu PF and its leadership looks like ‘out there as portrayed’.”

So the “cyber warfare” is the one which Muchena claims is being fought against Zanu PF. And if that is the case, a more interesting, thought provoking article would have been the one that asked a few questions about some of the websites on the “blacklist,” which is published at the end of the Independent article. Poked a few holes. Made a bit of fun.

Like of all the news sites on it, why are neither SW Radio Africa nor VOA Studio 7 featured, when they’re the ones the regime is busy jamming? Why CNN and PBS but not the BBC? Why Global Voices but hardly any of the Zimbabweans bloggers they draw on for their coverage of the country? What is the bias of ABYZ News, which acts as a portal to all kinds of news sources, local and foreign, for practically every country imaginable? Why the Australian Department of Foreign Affairs, and the US Embassy in Harare, but not those blasted Brits at all? And what kind of anti-Mugabe agenda does Technorati, the blog-tagging website, have? Who knows, but they’re on the list.

It doesn’t look much like a cunning list of strategic targets in an orchestrated campaign to smash cyber-dissent and proclaim Zanu PF hegemony forever more.

The Independent would have done well to leave the fear mongering to the ruling party, and expose the list for what it really is – a list of websites a handful of petulant politicians don’t like because they said a few nasty things about them here and there. We all keep lists – grocery lists, book lists, wish lists, favourite song lists. Most of mine stay where they belong – in my diary. They certainly don’t rate as national news.

I ran into a friend at the shops the other day. We were commiserating about the challenges of life here, and she said she’d been buoyed recently by two things she’d heard in Nigeria: 1) The state can always change, and 2) No one lives forever. I reckoned you know times are tough when you’re turning to Nigeria for inspiration. But her first observation in particular encouraged me a bit. Nothing is static. No state – be it a state of mind or a nation-state – is fixed in perpetuity.

The country is running short of food. In Bulawayo and its outskirts, the hunter-gatherer mode of survival is making a resurgence. Some months back, the government gave chiefs in the rural areas tractors, to help with the ploughing. Apparently, instead they’re being used as money spinners. Taking advantage of the lack of public transportation in many rural areas, the chiefs have converted the tractors as personal income generation schemes, ferrying people from place to place.

Last week I watched someone climb high into the branches of a pine tree, to knock the branches off with a metal rod, for firewood. He got up towards the top of the tree by climbing on the stumpy bits of branch left by others who had been there before him. As a recent IRIN News article pointed out, Rural living standards now apply in the capital. With the immediacy of the collapse around us, it felt insultingly quixotic to worry about the future of our trees. If power is out more often than its on, and gas is impossible to find, who can be blamed for hacking branches off live trees for some firewood for warmth, light and cooking?

Myself, I had a minor coup when I discovered candles in the shops, after long weeks of searching. I gleefully took my allotted two packets to the teller. When she asked how I was, I told her I was fantastic – I’d found candles. She laughed with me. Yes, now you have ZESA, she said, pointing at the blue packages.

Business has become the latest target of the Mugabe regime, and yet in the face of all of this, it remains reluctant to criticise or confront him directly. The Mail & Guardian recently leaked the contents of a meeting between business leaders and President Mugabe. In language reminiscent of the communiqués between the Commercial Farmers Union and the state at the time of the farm invasions, “business leaders plied Mugabe with accolades, saying his ‘contribution to Zimbabwe was without equal,’ that he was a ‘decisive’ leader and that ‘the country’ was responsible for the economic crisis by failing to meet his goals of ‘creating a prosperous society for all’.”

(Even to this day, the few remaining commercial farmers insist they are not “being defiant” by staying put – they are just waiting for legal process to take its course.)

The M&G quotes a confidential business briefing handed to Mugabe, and minutes taken by one of the 12-member business team that attended the meeting. It reports that, “not only did business refuse to blame the crisis on Mugabe, but it even took the extraordinary step of taking the blame itself: ‘When we look at how we as a nation have performed against the goal that you set for us, that is the goal to create a prosperous nation where the lives of all our people are uplifted, we can all clearly see that we have all let you down … this country, business and government, have let you down’,” the article quotes.

Like the commercial farmers, business obviously has its reasons for wanting to curry favour with the regime. It has chosen to propitiate, rather than prod. And it doubtless reasons that a placating, conciliatory tone might be more rewarding than standing firm and demanding what it needs to operate properly. But that strategy didn’t work seven years ago – what makes any of us think that the ineffective approaches of recent years are suddenly going to start delivering for us? What’s that definition of insanity again – doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting a different result?