I am a 16 year old
person living in Zimbabwe. I think the time has come for a
more direct appeal, and so I am writing to you, the world.
Maybe, just maybe, there might be someone out there who can
help us...
It's tough here
now. The inflation rate is so high that if you don't change
money within 6 hours you could get half the amount of
foreign currency that you would have originally received.
We're starving now; people die around us. In the last year
alone at least ten people associated personally with my
family have died despite the fact that they were only
middle-aged. Other people don't make it to middle age. They
don't even make it past childhood.
Our once-proud
nation is on it's knees. We flee or die. This beautiful,
bountiful once-rich land has become a living hell. We have
dealt with it until now; we have made a plan. That was the
Zimbabwean motto: "MAKE A PLAN".
But now we can't
make a plan. We're too tired, too broken, too bankrupt. We
can't afford life, and life does not
cost much, not
really. We cannot afford to eat, we cannot afford to drink,
and we cannot afford to make mistakes, because if we do we
die. We don't have the capital to support ourselves, and
those few who do, have to deal with the horror of watching
their friends and family fall into absolute poverty as they
cannot afford to help them.
We're waiting
desperately for a great hand to pick us up out of the dirt
because at the moment we are outnumbered by Fate herself,
and so we close our eyes and pray. We have fought for too
long, and have been brought to breaking point. We simply
stand, heads down, and bear it. Our spirit has gone; we are
defeated. After a valiant struggle of over fifteen years, we
have been broken.
There is no will
left, no spirit. Like a horse that has been beaten until it
cannot fight anymore; we are the same, and, like that horse,
we stand dusty, scarred and alone, with dried blood on our
sides and lash marks along our flanks.
Our ribs too stand
out; our hide is also dull. Our eyes are glazed, our throats
are parched, and our knees struggle to support us so that we
stand with splayed legs to bear the brunt of the next
beating, too dejected even to whimper.
This is my plea.
The thought of picking ourselves up again is sickening; one
can only take so many blows before oblivion is reached, and
we are teetering on the rim of the bottomless void. One more
push will be the end of us all.
There must be
someone out there who can do something. There must be
someone out there who cares! We are a destroyed nation, and
the world sits back and watches, pretending they cannot hear
our cries. I appeal to you all.
What follows is an anonymous email sent to the Editor of London’s
Sunday Mail. It tells of what is in essence ‘ethnic cleansing.’
However in contrast to Yugoslavia, where NATO was quick to intervene
on highly suspect grounds, the West seems content to let this
continue. The reason, we suggest, is that the architects of the New
World Order want to depopulate Africa. This is being done through
wars and genocide, as in Burundi, and through famine and disease
such as AIDS. As we’ve outlined before, AIDS is a man made disease
with a predisposition for the genetic characteristics of blacks; a
fact that is emphasised by Africa’s soaring AIDS figures.
Nonetheless there are two problems for the proponents of the N.W.O.
in this. The first was the former Rhodesia, which was effectively
destroyed, and its white farmers who are now being driven from their
land. The second stumbling block is the white farming community in
South Africa who are also now being subjected to a campaign of
terror and intimidation. Both communities offered Africa the chance
to learn how to feed itself and develop; which is why both are being
destroyed.
It’s no coincidence that Mugabe achieved power through negotiations
steered by Henry Kissinger and Lord Carrington. Nor is it any
accident that Kissinger is Rockefeller’s general factotum whilst
former NATO head Carrington happens to be a blood relative of the
Rothschilds. Which also explains why a despot like Mugabe is allowed
to stay in power despite his record of human right abuse. For
ultimately the plan is to depopulate Africa and knowingly or not the
likes of Mugabe are helping to achieve this. And then 30 to 50 years
from now a pristine African wilderness will again be colonised, but
not by national powers but by the Transnational Corporations. At
least that’s the plan, and in the process of being fulfilled a lot
of people are going to suffer, as the following relates. Ed.
White Zimbabwean farmers arrested for defying Mugabe's policy of
land 'redistribution'
We marked Heroes and Ancestors Day – or Gooks and Spooks, as we
prefer to call it – in Harare yesterday. The city was a place of
eerie calm but in the bush all hell was breaking loose, with women,
children and old folk being evacuated hourly by light aircraft.
There is a ‘fin de everything’ atmosphere among white people now, a
sad, bitter resignation to the fact that our world is crumbling
around us. It’s like going through a bereavement for the beloved
country many of our families came to from England 100 years ago.
It’s an agonising process: anger, denial, bargaining – then maybe
death.
The entire generation of whites know they are not wanted and have
left or are leaving. The older generation is still desperate to live
out what remains of their lives in what is left of British colonial
style.
I saw a prosperous looking elderly couple in the supermarket last
week looking at the prices of pet food. The woman said: “I don’t
think we can afford to keep the dogs anymore.” They are lucky.
Upcountry other pensioners have resorted to cooking with dog food –
they cannot afford proper meat. Their fixed pensions have been
almost wiped out over the past two years by an inflation rate which
must be well over 150 per cent. With their children and
grandchildren going or gone, many have been reduced to a kind of
genteel poverty, trading in their beautiful old homes to huddle
together in old age compounds.
The elderly are not the only vulnerable ones. A few days ago I saw a
pretty white girl of about 17 touting for business at a flea pit
hotel north of the city centre, in a mini skirt despite the cold
winter wind. In a country where one in four people is thought to
have AIDS, you have to be really desperate to become a prostitute.
There’s simply no money here and certainly no security, not even in
death. Suburban street signs have been removed wholesale – we think
they are being melted down and made into coffin handles. Graves have
been opened, corpses dumped in the bush and coffins taken for
resale, spruced up with aluminium from the signs. The other day I
was trapped in a huge traffic jam – a rush of middle class black
people applying for white land at the Ministry of Agriculture.
Spectacles like that make even the bitter-enders talk about
quitting.
The government’s ‘indigenisation’ policy makes it more and more
difficult for us to be employed instead of the millions of jobless
black Zimbabweans. And without a very good job you can’t afford a
ticket to get out. There used to be a joke that if whites and
middle-class blacks waited too long they would have to sell their
plush mansions just to pay for the air fare to London. That joke is
rapidly coming true as the value of the Zimbabwe dollar depreciates
weekly. It’s expected to reach 500 Zim dollars to the pound within a
month, yet when the current government took over 21 years ago, one
Zim dollar was worth £1.
The country feels like one big departure lounge in which we carry on
our day to day activities while waiting for our flight. You go to
the café but you only talk about who’s gone, who’s going and then
you see someone you used to take coffee with who’s now sleeping on
the pavement.
A chronically optimistic farmer friend told me recently he had
always thought the rest of Africa could learn from Zimbabwe, but
last week he changed his mind. “I was so naïve,” he said. “to think
that 50,000 whites could really make a difference and hold out
against the tidal wave of chaos that is engulfing the rest of this
continent.” An opposition party supporter, he revealed that what
really depressed him was the seeming indifference of most black
Zimbabweans to what was happening to the whites.
Mobs of veterans – the catch-all name for Mugabe thugs – and party
supporters have been surrounding farms, building road blocks and
forcing farmers to flee in what is seen as the start of campaigning
for the presidential election next year.
As I flew over the bush I watched crowds of people looting from the
abandoned farmhouses, taking away white families possessions on
their heads, donkey carts and on ‘liberated’ farm vehicles, some of
which they immediately crashed.
At one farm in the Doma area I saw looters load bags of fertiliser
from a smashed open warehouse on to a donkey cart. At another I saw
beds, tables, cupboards and other bits of furniture scattered over
the lawn and thrown into the swimming pool. I spotted caches of
stolen goods in the bush around the farms. One farmer told me many
workers had been forced at gunpoint to plunder their employers
property but some loyal ones were hiding valuable stuff such as
computers so they could return it later when law and order was
restored. The farmer said that if that happened he would never miss
another church service again.
Despite all this, Jack Straw, the UK’S new Foreign Secretary, has
done nothing to help whites in what was for so many years a British
colony, and in which so many of the white tribe still hold British
passports
The slaughter and robbery might seem random but it is not. There is
a brutal logic at work. The government knows if it can drive the
whites out of Zimbabwe, the rest of the world, and particularly the
Western media, will lose interest and then it will be able to deal
with its political opposition in no uncertain terms. If that
happens, there will be a descent into poverty and terror from which
Zimbabwe, a once civilised and sophisticated nation, may never
emerge.
South Africa: Stage 6 Genocide!
Heretic Productions present: Adriana Stuijt, from
Aid Netherlands Essay
on the genocidal state of South Africa. http://www.nl-aid.org/domain/human-rights/south-africa-at-stage-six-genocide/ Genocide Watch:
South Africa and Zimbabwe Have Been Moved
to Stage 6 on the Countries at Risk Chart.
