Moving to Africa cancelled out any chance of waking to a quiet wintry morning and the unexpected but oh-so-welcome school closing. It actually took a year or so of adjustment before I stopped missing those days. An intermittent variable reward (definitely going to happen but just not sure when) develops the strongest relationship, whether in love, child-rearing, or teachers and snow days. There is something satisfying about being given a chance to cozy down with the world, momentarily freeze time and enjoy the morning in your pajamas with a cup of tea. It's Sunday on a Monday....or Tuesday or whatever day the snow chance happens. It's like free time, an unexpected windfall of an entire day previously spoken for suddenly found with no responsibilities, commitments or expectations attached. It's lovely.
Moving to a tropical climate pretty much insured the end of those early mornings, eyes closed, ears open to the radio, hoping to hear that one magical name among the litany of schools being called out. Winters were definitely a major reason for leaving New York and so I don't regret a thing. Turns out Africa has her own set of 'snow days.'
Yes, in addition to soccer championships, election strife, and deadly disease outbreak, it seems mutiny is heading to the top of the list. Schools are closed so far this week in response to gunshots, road blockage and uncertainty. Those soldiers who never got paid during the first round of strikes have reached the end of their patience and their deadline.
This week has me waiting to get paid, stock the fridge and clear up some bills. It's not a good time for a revolution. I have kept my distance from Ivory Coast and that includes the complicated matter of her last (last) election and all the shady dealings involved. Or maybe I am feeling inundated with the same cycle of violence and manipulation that is playing out all over the world, again and again.
Because I am still in my recovery phase (calling this week physical therapy and trying to get back to my regular exercise routine,) I didn't get the small thrill of an unexpected day off. However, most teachers and students, along with some of their families are enjoying a random 2 day bonus time- staying home and staying safe- and wondering what's to come.
(I feel a need to point out that many people are NOT enjoying this time- they are losing out on work and want nothing more than to be back to their normal routine. There have been shootings and at least 1 death. I completely respect this and am not trying to minimize the situation in the country. But when there's a mutiny for the 2nd time in 5 months, and you're counting the days until you can get to that dreamy Mali retreat- which is surely waiting with it's own share of political and terrorist problems- a little perspective might be all there is. Break out the snow mittens, time to make an igloo.)
Showing posts with label mutiny. Show all posts
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15.5.17
18.1.17
Mutiny
Since my last post, the list of miss vs. not miss has grown like wild fire. I've started making notes in my phone for an anticipated numbered account. Essential oils in the pharmacies is definitely going to make the miss list. Hugely.
I was on my way to the pharmacy during my lunch break yesterday, in search of a certain lavender neroli blend my yoga teacher uses, when I noticed them. In their black and gray marbled uniforms, the police sitting just at the end of the school parking lot stood out distinctly from our daily security, who wear canary yellow shirts and typical guardian gray pants with a black stripe down the side.
The policemen, about 5 of them, were all lined up in blue chairs looking bored out of their minds, a few actually napping in the shade. I have noticed a greater police presence, truckloads full sitting at corners and patrolling the streets. It doesn't feel like so many, but because there are usually none, the contrast is noticeable. I can't help but think of Kinshasa where the presence of military, police, guns and even the occasional tank were an everyday affair. It was only when the riot gear came out that we began to suspect something was up.
There's mutiny in Cote d'Ivoire and it has everyone on edge, wondering what will happen next. I am reminded this is the way of Africa, everything is fine until it's not. Apparently it began with the military going on strike in order to receive promised pay that never materialized. The president seemed to issue a super swift response (a good decision when guns are involved) acquiescing to the demand. It turns out, he only approved some of the pay, for some of the people (probably not such a good decision when guns are involved.)
In conjunction with, or directly because of (it's hard to be clear on the sequence of events) other government-paid entities went on strike as well. Doctors-this one actually stumped me for a minute, but when even the street roaming telephone credit sellers can go on strike, you know anything is possible. I hadn't realized doctors were paid by the government. I'm still not certain I completely understand that whole situation. UPDATE: Apparently the doctors are subsidized by the state- some of their pay comes from the government and some comes from the patients themselves. Oddly, the patients don't receive subsidized care. If you don't have money, you don't get treatment. And in these days, money won't help you much either. A strike is going on.
Teachers- this strike led to altercations between public and private schools, with the former insisting the latter strike to support them. This article and video describe a disturbing scene at a school in the area. Students became the clear victims of a matter that should remain between adults.
Conflict and tension are not just elevated on school grounds. The comments on this article reflect some of the challenges that occur when a country's military goes on 'strike'- effectively a mutiny when the people charged with protecting you are refusing to do so. The problem, common to many African militaries, is that a certain number of members have come in as 'rebels.' It results in a complex relationship between the incumbent president and the old and new guards. It seems like it should have been obvious to the president that if he only paid a few of them, the rest were not going to be happy. Likewise, once you pay out to a strike, it kind of opens the floodgates for others seeking their remittance. (Of course, the whole messy situation could be avoided by.....simply paying salaries on time in the first place, non?)
What remains impressive is the level of organisation inherent in the strikes, which included the administrative and finance capitals as well as the 'second city.' Rumors abound as to what will happen next. Although our director has been walking around all day and sending curious emails trying to staunch the flow of rumors, the fact is that in Africa rumors can be difficult to determine. Word of mouth is often the only reliable way to get messages around (especially in the face of presidents and the powerful who are known to cut off text messaging, internet connections and t.v/radio service.) We're all left trying to determine how to tell if something is rumor or merely truth traveling the old fashioned way?
Like much else in Africa, it all goes back to your connections. If your roots are deep, you will find water. For the rest of us? We're stuck just waiting it out, watching play by play and speculating on the possible outcomes. It's either that or the CAN.
I was on my way to the pharmacy during my lunch break yesterday, in search of a certain lavender neroli blend my yoga teacher uses, when I noticed them. In their black and gray marbled uniforms, the police sitting just at the end of the school parking lot stood out distinctly from our daily security, who wear canary yellow shirts and typical guardian gray pants with a black stripe down the side.
The policemen, about 5 of them, were all lined up in blue chairs looking bored out of their minds, a few actually napping in the shade. I have noticed a greater police presence, truckloads full sitting at corners and patrolling the streets. It doesn't feel like so many, but because there are usually none, the contrast is noticeable. I can't help but think of Kinshasa where the presence of military, police, guns and even the occasional tank were an everyday affair. It was only when the riot gear came out that we began to suspect something was up.
There's mutiny in Cote d'Ivoire and it has everyone on edge, wondering what will happen next. I am reminded this is the way of Africa, everything is fine until it's not. Apparently it began with the military going on strike in order to receive promised pay that never materialized. The president seemed to issue a super swift response (a good decision when guns are involved) acquiescing to the demand. It turns out, he only approved some of the pay, for some of the people (probably not such a good decision when guns are involved.)
In conjunction with, or directly because of (it's hard to be clear on the sequence of events) other government-paid entities went on strike as well. Doctors-this one actually stumped me for a minute, but when even the street roaming telephone credit sellers can go on strike, you know anything is possible. I hadn't realized doctors were paid by the government. I'm still not certain I completely understand that whole situation. UPDATE: Apparently the doctors are subsidized by the state- some of their pay comes from the government and some comes from the patients themselves. Oddly, the patients don't receive subsidized care. If you don't have money, you don't get treatment. And in these days, money won't help you much either. A strike is going on.
Teachers- this strike led to altercations between public and private schools, with the former insisting the latter strike to support them. This article and video describe a disturbing scene at a school in the area. Students became the clear victims of a matter that should remain between adults.
Conflict and tension are not just elevated on school grounds. The comments on this article reflect some of the challenges that occur when a country's military goes on 'strike'- effectively a mutiny when the people charged with protecting you are refusing to do so. The problem, common to many African militaries, is that a certain number of members have come in as 'rebels.' It results in a complex relationship between the incumbent president and the old and new guards. It seems like it should have been obvious to the president that if he only paid a few of them, the rest were not going to be happy. Likewise, once you pay out to a strike, it kind of opens the floodgates for others seeking their remittance. (Of course, the whole messy situation could be avoided by.....simply paying salaries on time in the first place, non?)
What remains impressive is the level of organisation inherent in the strikes, which included the administrative and finance capitals as well as the 'second city.' Rumors abound as to what will happen next. Although our director has been walking around all day and sending curious emails trying to staunch the flow of rumors, the fact is that in Africa rumors can be difficult to determine. Word of mouth is often the only reliable way to get messages around (especially in the face of presidents and the powerful who are known to cut off text messaging, internet connections and t.v/radio service.) We're all left trying to determine how to tell if something is rumor or merely truth traveling the old fashioned way?
Like much else in Africa, it all goes back to your connections. If your roots are deep, you will find water. For the rest of us? We're stuck just waiting it out, watching play by play and speculating on the possible outcomes. It's either that or the CAN.
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