So, this is the genesis of how the Union of African States was born. Fate, what is fate? Gravity, what gravity? Universe-black-matter, what is it? Why do some starts explode? Are we going to the conclusion that everything has got its birth, time to grow, time to bear fruit, time for the fruit to ripen, drop and rot? That is how fate works, unseen behind the scenes. The story of how and why post-colonial states in Africa collapsed in the last century can be explained by why stars explode in the universe. They explode either due to gravitational collapse or runaway nuclear fusion. The core of a giant star can become so dense that it collapses in on itself, releasing a tremendous amount of energy in one final explosion. Alternately, a white dwarf in a binary system may draw stellar material from its companion star, enough to overload it and create a runaway fusion reaction.
When the Whiteman’s colonial star had reached its maximum density and collapsed, its explosion had released energy of individual governments in all its colonial paddocks. African independence was born. There is a natural law that death is the aftermath of birth. Independent were stars to light the Africa universe. However, what each individual star didn’t know was that its operations were still governed by the same universal law with gravitational forces; hence the forces of fate.
The new African states were nothing else other than political sparks. They were creatures which resembled their collapsed mother. In other words, a new political galaxy was born in Africa comprising stars in the name of Presidents. Then as it is said that the devil is in the details: the new governments unknowingly set themselves in motion that one time they, too, shall collapse into creation of a new force. This is because the world and everything must be in motion, moving from the unknown past to the unknown future.
The problems of the post-colonial Presidents were multiple. Those leaders were children of tribal galaxies. Galaxies survive over territorial fights, gains and losses. If a particular tribe had produced the President, as it is said that birds of the same feather flock together and that blood is thicker than water, by survival demands, that President had to express his royalty to his galaxy homestead by offering special offers. Tribalism was the term to express that favoritism. The gravitational force of each galaxy fighting against that favoritism created fierce squabbles. Bitterness born out of the marginalization of communities outside the governing galaxy created political temperatures. However, the leading star of the ruling galaxy, the President that is, did its best to make its galaxy survive. For life, after all, is fight the between those who have and those who have-not. Even love isn’t a free gift; for he who knows how to love knows how to hate too and in order for love to survive conditions for survive must exist.
Fights erupted among communities that felt marginalized by others. Communities and classes were set against each other. Differences between the haves and have-nots escalated to the highest temperature levels, exacerbated by corruption of Presidents and their cronies. There were no national fabrics but fabrics for disuniting citizens along their ethnicities. People were born and brought up in governments that created opportunities for looting. Presidents and their cronies opened foreign bank accounts where they deposited their loot year in year out. Presidents wanted to remain in power forever and in the end hand over that power to their relatives in creation of family dynasties. Unaware though, those governments were creating paths towards their own self-defeat, fall and destruction. They weren’t governments for the people but governments of certain people for certain people. Those who weren’t enjoying tribal government benefits felt justified to act against their governments saying, “After all, if it’s not my government why should I honour it?” Others would say, “Since this government is set to collapse one day, let me grab whatever I can grab while it lasts: you make hay while the sun shines, don’t you?”
The economics of each government didn’t match its demands. Unemployment and injustices rocketed from every corner. You would need a Godfather to get anything you want. Corruption had grown into the bones of the government. Justice diminished. Justice became for purchase. You were punished severely for criticizing the government. The population of the poor kept on increasing and piling on the graveyard of government’s irresponsibility. For the majority of the communities there was no pride in their government. The government had become an ogre that fed on lives of its citizens. The recipe for unbearable governance by the majority had taken roots.
Since post-colonial governments were made out of the same mould, from north to south, east to west, their degree of malfunction rose high temperatures of disunity and dysfunction to the citizens. It was then when collective citizens of African governments finally discovered that they had a common fate in one continent. Down the road they discovered that, after all, all monkeys are the same but they live in different forests. Forests are forests, yes, but forests differ in quality. There are forests which are better than others. So, now that citizens had discovered they were nothing else but monkeys only that they lived in different forests, they started looking for better forests. That was when they discovered that Africa was their forest.
So, when voices of bringing all monkeys together to discuss how best to live in their forest, the discussion made a lot of sense. Nothing would be better for marginalized monkeys to be freed from paddocked forest and go to the whole forest.It had been an evolution caused by circumstances of dissatisfaction. So, when voices calling for the Union of African States screamed, those voices made an incredible sense to the majority of communities forming the downtrodden citizens. It was a call for citizens to stop being restricted in a paddocks in order to benefit from the devolution of the forest resources where the law of the forest would prosecute ogres when they start eating citizens.
The law of the forest would demand that the forest should have only one ogre, if at all any ogre should be the ruler in the forest. It would be comforting everywhere for monkeys to know that the whole forest has got only one ogre.