Gaddafi's Demise: What Next (For Africa)?

Posted by Jemila On Thursday, October 20, 2011

I just got online after an English discussion session with the Italian kids who's family I'm living with. First thing I see? An unpalatable, bloody image of someone who looks eerily like Libya's ousted dictator leader Colonel Muammar Gaddafi. Apparently, he's been killed. And in his own hometown of Sirte too!

Now, with all the unrest going on across the Arab world, I can't say the news is entirely surprising. Then again, after attending a recent lecture on Libya and finding out that some of the media reports aired/published on Libya's unrest might have been concocted, I don't know what to think anymore. Politics they say is a dirty game. Well international politics might need more than a scrubbing or two. One thing the lecturer, Professor Mezran said that really stood out was this: Until Gaddafi's gone, Libya cannot move forward. As it turns out, that chapter in Libya's history had to be closed and now that it has - or is beginning to? - what's next?

If I were by any means an expert on Libya, or even a Libyan citizen, I would attempt to answer that. But I'm not. And in respect of how touchy the subject is (extreme emotions and opinions involved), I won't even go that route. What's next is still a relevant question though. In the context of Africa. During the Libya lecture, I asked Professor Mezran what the future of Africa would be with no Gaddafi. Would Libya still be involved? His response - most Libyans never sided with Gaddafi's notions of Pan-Africanism to begin with, so here, my friends, is probably where Libya and "Africa" depart.

With Gaddafi's demise, I can't help but wonder: Who will be Africa's mouth-piece? True, Gaddafi committed some terrible human rights injustices against his people (and maybe even beyond), and he did seem a bit cuckoo at times. But one thing I will hand to him: he stood up to the so-called powers that be. Regardless of whether he was in a room filled with reps from the West, or on a state visit to America or a European country, the dude spoke his mind. As to whether he acted on his statements is another conversation altogether.

Now, I already mentioned how limited my knowledge on Libya in general is. But I can definitely tell you about the sentiment that many Africans probably had for Gaddafi. He represented both heaven and hell. Heaven because he championed the African cause and did not bow in awe when in the presence of (mere human) Western leaders. (Although he conveniently looked the other way in some instances) Hell because, dammit, why does every outspoken African leader have to be a tad cuckoo? Seriously though, he represented the huge kink in African politics of leaders who overstay their welcome and quit making the people's business their business...or so some say.

My facebook newsfeed is probably a good summation of what Ghanaians at least thought/think about Gaddafi. There are many photo postings of the late leader with - Jerry John Rawlings, African chiefs (see photo above), etc. - and statuses such as "Soldier to the end...I salute you", "A sad day for Africa", "Gaddafi the King of kings." On the other hand there are statuses which say things like "The mighty have fallen", "Democracy has returned to Africa" - Umm, allow me: REALLY?!!- and of course the musings: "Why do Africans celebrate the death of another African?", and religious references: "Mark 8:36 What shall it profit a man if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?" Point is, Gaddafi's influence went beyond Libya. It extended to all of Africa, and it was many and varied, just as you would expect of a controversial figure like Gaddafi.

Now, allow me to just insert here another thing Professor Mezran said: The West's invasion of Libya is not because of oil. It's because of what can be acquired as a result of the oil. Oil is the means to an end. Not an end in and of itself. In that case, I guess we Africans really need to sit up. Our natural/human resources are not ends in themselves. They should be means to an end (hopefully collective development.)

Which brings us back to the original question: What's next for L'Afrique? Personally, I hope Africa's leaders do a bit of musing themselves. Might I suggest some muse topics? Firstly, are you still in service of your people, or instead, in service of power? I'm sure there must be some sort of exhilaration that comes with being in power, why else would people be addicted to it? If the past year has been any indication, people are fed up. The global economic crisis and food crisis together was just too much and finally, the levees broke. Like they say, it could happen to you. So, to all would-be dictators, maybe you should think twice. Times have changed. Oh, how they have changed! Second question/topic: Are you an African leader worthy and willing enough to actually represent your people? Till election defeat come, at home and abroad, regardless of distractions along the way? Is there anyone who will at least speak Africa's truth in global circles?.....That question is yet to be answered.

Good or bad, there's a vacuum where Gaddafi was. He made a mark. Unfortunately, probably not the kind of mark that would warrant him a peaceful death among his people. With Gaddafi's demise and the return of Africa to the global platform in terms of its promise for exploitation/investment (again, depends on how you look at it), we have once again come upon a crossroads in our common history as Africans. To be [insert adjective] or not to be [insert adjective]. That is the question. RIP Gaddafi.

Some interesting related links.(Feel free to share additional ones via comment):

Gaddafi's Influence on Africa: http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/world/africa-mideast/gadhafis-influence-on-africa/article1915484/

What Does Gaddafi's Fall Mean for Africa?: http://english.aljazeera.net/indepth/opinion/2011/08/201182812377546414.html

Another Victory for a New Approach to War?: http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/21/world/africa/qaddafis-death-is-latest-victory-for-new-us-approach-to-war.html?_r=1&ref=global-home








The Letter Writing Project: Unplanned (Student AGAIN!)

Posted by Jemila On Monday, October 03, 2011


Ciao people! I'm blogging all the way from Bologna, Italy! Beautiful city, interesting experiences so far. This blog was written a couple of days ago and didn't get posted because I got quite self-conscious about what it was about (definitely NOT my grandest moment). But after some thought I decided to post it. I feel it's important to acknowledge both struggles and triumphs, especially if growth is the bottom line objective, and particularly since life does throw us a curve ball from time to time. Alors...I'd say enjoy...but given the subject matter, maybe "I hope this speaks to you in some way" is more appropriate? Here goes..

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 Unplanned
"It isn't what you did in the past that will affect the present. It's what you do in the present that will redeem the past and thereby change the future." - Aleph (Paulo Coelho)

Le Due Torri - Symbol of Bologna
It’s been a week and a day since I arrived in Bologna land, which coincidentally, is the very reason why we have so many foods “Bologna” – think Spaghetti Bolognese. While I just sampled a gelato for the first time ever two days ago (whatever took me so long?!), my appreciation for the city soon-to-be-called-home started from day 1.

I’d written a post earlier while transiting through Brussels, Belgium about why I was a bit melancholic about leaving Ghana and what I hoped for here in Italy and at Johns Hopkins's Bologna Center, and guess what? The entire narration got deleted. Thrown out the door. Just like that. Basically, it became one of those ‘blog your way through your emotions’ posts, because as it turned out, it was just an outlet for me.

Now, fast forward to today and all that has happened already – it’s crazy what can happen in a week! – and I’m beginning to wonder whether my lil blog mishap wasn’t a harbinger of what was yet to come. I must say that I haven’t really gotten to explore Bologna inside and out (yet) since I pretty much got wrapped up in finding a place to live, getting the necessary documents, meeting classmates, choosing classes, and really, just trying to settle in. But I will. Eventually. Promise.

Anyway, anyone who knows anything about me – or reads this blog – knows how keen I am about development issues. As it were, getting into JHU was a huge deal for me especially considering the richness of their economics (development) program. I was simply enthused about getting into the international development concentration and going through the course listings, I wanted to do it all. Of course, that’s impossible. So, in order to maximize my opportunities, I carefully mapped out my plan for the next year, down to which classes I would take and what-not.

Now, there was only one thing – I had to pass a microeconomics exam in order to guarantee my spot. Econ major in college, easy peasy, right? Oh of course. Only sometimes it isn’t. Throw in the fact that you’ve been out of school for two years, and surprise, surprise, your brain has basically refashioned itself to suit your new frame of mind, and that certainty starts bordering on “maybe?” Question mark and all. In order to cut a long story short, lets just say I didn’t quite meet that requirement. I could list a whole ton of excuses (which I have been telling myself over and over) about why I didn’t simply fly through this one, but bottomline is I struggled. Literally stumbled from one question to the next.

So, whereas a week ago, I was certain about my field of study and academic plan for the year, with everything else being up in the air, this time around the script has been flipped. I have a place to live (Alhamdulilahi), an interesting internship which should begin soon, and a handful of people I’m already putting in the ‘friend’ category.  What I don’t have now though, is an academic plan. Don't get me wrong, I'm still pursuing international relations and economics as a program, I just have to reroute myself and figure out a 'new'concentration/major/specialization while tryna foresee how it fits in with my overall career aspirations. I’ve been blind-sighted before, but this particular one was a bit hard to take. Think being knocked breathless after a hard breakup. Yeah, sorta like that. Coupled with the tears and everything.

What happened next? Well, if you must know, I found (find? Still happens occasionally) myself questioning whether I should be here in the first place - in this world-renowned international studies program. Whether I really am ready to delve right back into academics, and in such an austere training program too! I caught myself ALMOST calling myself stupid – never has that happened, and thank God I snapped right out of it - because whoever ‘fails’ microeconomics? It was very humbling, trust me. Definitely reminded me that I’m here to learn, first and foremost. Above all, I felt like I had just wasted an awesome opportunity.

Maybe I did. But see, the thing is, I am still here. It’s barely even week 2 and classes are yet to start. This chapter is just being written, so why am I slamming the book shut before I’ve even begun? I don’t know, but I guess we do that to ourselves sometimes.

Alors, what’s the point of this soliloquy? I guess its about giving myself a second chance; trusting the process and God, and this time, of having some flexibility. I was actually quite astounded when I heard myself explaining the very intricate mapping of my academic foray to the program director. I certainly didn’t know I had it all planned out to the last detail, but apparently I did. And as it seems, my plan left very little room for much else. So, I’m starting afresh (not by choice, but rather by design). I’m going to try to come up with a new concentration/major that still has elements of development in there, but that also takes things like… I don’t know yet… into consideration.

Maybe this is a good thing - being propelled to keep an open mind (and I thought I was open minded  before lol). Maybe I will discover something interesting about myself I had been unaware of before. Hopefully, it won't go down as one of my biggest regrets (tofiakwa, God forbid!) Eitherway, I’m taking it a step at a time. If anything, it’s a challenge to me to prove that I’m worthy of this field and the enormous undertaking that I’ve professed in under (and loud) tones that I want to pursue. And since I’m apparently great at professing things, here’s another one: Whatever happens, I WILL excel. Mark my words.

So yeah, once I figure out – actually, once I have some idea of (flexibility, remember?) – my area of focus, you all will be the first to know. Until then, I’m keeping it zen. Open mind, open heart. And with that, it's ciao for now!



P.S.: On a historical note, Bologna is famous for its "twin towers" (Le Due Torri), both of them are leaning. I'd say that's symbolic of the need for flexibility when living (studying) in Bologna, no? To read more about the towers, click here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Towers_of_Bologna

Photo Source: Towers