– #57Vehicles from an Anonymous Donor – a gift from the President to Members of the National Assembly who are supposed to hold him accountable
– Government forces murder 3 unarmed citizens at #Faraba. Commission of inquiry report remains hidden
– The President #PardonsAPedophile
– 33Million Mysteriously deposited into the First Lady’s Foundation’s bank accounts #FatoumattaKodooLay
– Government signs a dubious contract outsourcing the production of our National Documents to a shady foreign company that’s under investigations for fraud. #SEMLEX
– President issuing envelopes of D10 000 in cash to National Assembly members
It has been exhausting, to say the least, trying to keep up with Gambian politics. Sometimes it feels like we’re in the 12th round of a Muhammad Ali boxing match where he has been playing the rope-a-dope trick. You know you’re left with no energy to fight back, but there’s nowhere to escape to. Blow after blow you grunt, wondering which one will finally knock you out. Not least because this government came in with the highest level of expectations, support and GOODWILL. Gambians, and the international community, had had enough of the previous regime and everyone rallied behind this new leadership ready to work. “Gambia Has Decided,” we said, about 2 years ago. “Golo waachal gaindeh aik!” Remember the images of people coming out in their numbers to welcome President Barrow from Senegal? Even the rats and cockroaches came out to the road.
Fast forward 2 years and most of that euphoria has turned to despair. Now what you see is “we are doomed!”…even…”there’s no hope for our future.” Some even go as far as comparing this admin to the previous one …”these people are worse than Jammeh,” some will cry. I completely understand the feeling. I’ve been there many times.
Now although I understand the disappointment and hopeless feeling, call me crazy, but I do not agree that things have gone backwards, or even remained the same as they were during the previous administration. Overall, I think we have come a long way, and that things are getting better in terms of democracy and governance. No, I am not on any intoxicants and this is no joke. I mean it. We just need to put things into perspective. Consider that The Gambia has only known administrations under the British colonialists, a 30-year Jawara “democracy” that was pretty much a one-party rule, and an authoritarian APRC rule of 22 years. As a result, we are only now learning about good governance and being accountable. While it was nice and good to have those lofty expectations that kicking out Jammeh would immediately usher in an era of good governance, it was also naive to think that it would come that fast or that easily. The adage is that “Rome was not built in a day,” so why did we think Gambia can be built in a day?
By no means am I suggesting that the Barrow government’s excesses and mismanagement is to be accepted or excused. Far from it! My point is that it is natural that they want to govern in the same manner they observed their predecessors govern – corrupt, tyrannical, flippant, nonchalant…you name it. While accepting or excusing it is not an option, neither is throwing our hands in the air and crying that we are doomed. The solution is to consider this as a part of our growth and development. Barrow and his government will push the limits and see how much they can get away with. They will take as much yardage as Gambians will allow them. This is a time for Gambians to push back and show this and any future governments that power indeed belongs to the people, and that Gambians will no longer sit back and watch the people we elect and pay rule over us like subjects in a monarchy. Every government action needs to be met with an equal and opposite reaction. The government will use every trick in the book – intimidation, propaganda, marketing, bribery – anything they can, to silence critics, so they can get their way. Citizens must be equally ready to use every available tool – speaking, writing, demonstrations, public outcry, propaganda, naming and shaming them, voting, protests, strikes – to DEMAND, not ask, for accountability and good governance. We must show them that we have greater resilience and will than them, and that power indeed belongs to the people.
Going back to my point that things are indeed improving, the improvement is relative to where we were less than two years ago. The fact that we are now having these relevant conversation about national matters, not just by Gambians living abroad on social media, but by Gambians in offices, at rallies and symposia on the ground in The Gambia IS progress. The fact that the doctors went on strike, the teachers went on strike, #Dafadoy held their demonstration, that the journalists on the internet, radio and television, ask government officials, including the president, tough questions, IS progress. The fact that citizens cried foul and forced the government to rescind the pardon of the pedophile shows that our voices matter. The fact that state house released statements (even if it’s flimsy), trying to explain the D11Million donated to pilgrims, or trying to spin the D10,000 donated to National Assembly members, shows that our voices matter!
What time is it?
It’s time for every Gambian to ignore the apologists and critics who tell you that we complain too much, or ask where were you during Jammeh, or call you jealous, a hater, or tell you that you should focus your energy on “other things.” It’s time to ignore the voices telling you that your cause is not important enough, or that you are abusing your new-found freedom, or that you wouldn’t have spoken if Jammeh were still here. It’s time to speak even louder about what you believe, even if the whole world thinks you should shut up. In a democracy, this constant push and pull is not only natural, it’s a necessity to find the right balance between our varying viewpoints.
This state of having a clueless leadership is a part of the price we gladly paid to remove the evil Jammeh. The learning curve will be a steep one. It will be a long and sometimes agonizing one. We just need to remain steadfast and resilient to ride out. In the end, it will be worth it.
When things get really bad and you consider giving up, just remind yourself that Jammeh used guns to force himself upon us. If we used our collective strength to make him a refugee in Equatorial Guinea, imagine what we can do with this Barrow, who was put in power by us. It won’t be too difficult to make him “Private” in Madagascar.
Finally, to the APRC supporters and sympathizers who get carried away to claim that Gambians have regretted having removed the evil Jammeh, yaena nyaaka johm! Nko, altole leh malibaliyaata! This government is a consequence of the failures of that shameful administration. Gambians made the right decision to get rid of it and despite the challenges that followed, we will gladly make the same decision 100 times over without batting an eyelid.
The Council of Elders and the Bags of Cowries
In the village of Nenemaaje, in the hinterland of Moofingduu, there was a problem of Alkalooship. For decades, they struggled with the difficulty of finding one among them honest and scrupulous enough to head the village in a manner that will change the lives of its people. First, they had an Alkaaloo, Keejang Meeta, who ruled over the village for a long time. In fact, it is said that he was there for almost thirty years; yet, the villagers were not satisfied. Admittedly, during his reign, the village was peaceful, and people went about their business, hard as it was.
It was because of the longevity and the difficulties the people were facing that one disgruntled palace guard forcefully removed him from the village throne. This disgruntled palace guard was called Keejaw Warata. He came with a lot of promises to change the way and manner in which the village was being run. He promised that form henceforth, everything will be done in the open. There won’t be any secrets and the villager will know exactly what was going on. To add to all those promises, he displayed the longevity with which Keejang ruled as a sign of greed. Thus, he proposed that there should be a rule that no Alkaaloo will overstay on the throne. This was welcomed by the villagers and so they all supported him in every possible way.
However, it didn’t take long for Keejaw to also begin to show signs of greed and thus used his Council of Elders to change the law that purported to shorten his reign. He made it that he could rule for as long as he pleased. He had some people who were so betaken by his charms that they started proposing that he change the village into a kingdom and become the founding and abiding king. For them, he would rule over the village until his son came of age and take over.
Keejaw thus felt the praises and his head became swollen with pride. He began silencing anyone who wished to oppose him and started jailing and even killing opponents, real or perceived. A time came when no one in the village dared say anything about or against Keejaw. Many of the villagers ran away to other villagers to either escape persecution or avoid the economic strangulation that had overtaken them. The village became isolated as other villages saw it as a backward village which was under the control of a madman.
The villagers mustered the courage to oppose Keejaw with the intention of choosing another Alkaaloo who will take them to the Promised Land. They came together, threw away their differences and saw the village as being more important than all of them. In fact, many saw it as the last attempt to salvage a village which was on the verge of destruction. Some villagers even lost their lives while trying to ensure that Keejaw was ousted.
Finally, the villagers cast stones (that was how leaders were chosen in the village), each villager would cast a stone in the name of the person he wished to be the Alkaaloo. They cast more stones for Suntukung Koyoo than they did for Keejaw. Thus, it was the turn of Suntukung to rule as Alkaaloo of the village. There was great joy on the day of the casting of stones. Poems were written, songs sang and there was all night dancing.
Initially, Keejaw refused to leave the throne and hand over to Suntukung. But then the neighboring villages sent delegations to come and talk to him to leave. When those delegations failed, they had to send all their guards together to force Keejaw to leave the village palace. The struggle was bitter but, in the end, Keejaw was compelled to leave and go and live in another village as a fugitive.
The reign of Suntunkung began in high note. He was liked by all and even the other villages in the region were ready and willing to support him. He traveled from village to village meeting other Alkaaloos and seeking help from them in order to develop his village. They helped and promised more help. Meanwhile; the villagers were now free to air their ideas and even express opposing views to the rule of Suntukung.
Then, there was trouble in paradise as the villagers watched Suntukung make blunder after blunder as he was a novice in leadership. But that was not the problem, the problem was that he was becoming arrogant and didn’t seem to care what the villagers were saying. He ignored most of the calls to do better and improve the lives of his people. His Council of Elders were initially doing a good job. They checked many of the quarters in the village to ensure that they were doing what they were supposed to do. Many observers praised them for that.
It was therefore unfortunate when it was heard that Suntukung was calling the members of the Council of Elders and giving them ten bags of cowries each. This, it was surmised, was to seek their support for certain things he was doing or going to do. When that scandal broke, it was actually revealed by one of the members of the council, the courtiers in Suntukung’s palace denied it flat even though some of the members of the council of elders had already admitted in public that they had received the bags of cowries.
Th town criers were following up on that scandal and they wished to see that all those who were found to have done something wrong would be brought before the people. The problem was that, according to the tradition of the village, it was the Council of Elders who should call Suntukung and put him right. But now that he had been giving them bags of cowries, would they invite him to their Council?
To be continued…