
If I stand at the center of the Marktao in Gambella,
facing east, I am reminded of different natural habitat across the mountain
ranges. Beyond” Kew a kiddy” there are
mountain ranges naturally presumably mark as demarcated border" the Anyuak called it "Kewa Kiddy" Those Mountain Ranges are our Border. Beyond those mountain ranges there are people and empire which govern them called “Degas”, with degas sew the
highlanders or the mountaineers who have been coming here before the annexation
of our lands by the lord of degas. The encounter was first friendly, mutual; it
was for the benefit of the two people. The two encounters exchanged goods through barter,
there was no need for currency. No one was interested in them currency anyway. The society here had not known paper money before
do not know the use of it, therefore it was meaningless. There was no actual monetary system of the
day, if there was one introduced it was called Teresa. The problem was how can
one buy a chicken, in what money under what value of money?
The Teresa money introduced by the Italian in one
year of the occupation of the Gambella land was in circulation for about a year,
than abandoned, it was valueless tender ready only for extinct. The native then
were not familiar with currency. Frustrated with the highlanders deception and
deceit ingenuousness refused be fooled in the dealings. As they say “render
therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar and unto god the things that
are god’s” the Anyuak who were dealing with highlanders see greediness, trickery
as the main objective so out frustration out of their good hearts they just
gave the chickens to them for free, get the hell out of the market quickly, return
home where they belong with few purchases of goods most of them essential such
as salt skin, cream, sheet to cover their upper body with, that’s all.
Anyway what begin as cool, friendly atmosphere turn itself
into feud with” degas's sew” condescending the natives people with tricks, lies,
swindling, as the saying goes around “ the stranger who slept in the Brenda for a period of times one day
forcefully kicked the owner of the house out of his room, and occupying it for
good”. The Anyuak called it “Jure pinycaame ki tagola” Now they own the
political power. They decide who should get what and why? At moment they tell us what to think, what to
say, what to love and what to dislike.
If one says something different, they called one’s name out, chastised
one as narrow nationalist. It is ugly word, a term that simplifies human nature
to a single digit. Those who are or who were in power had in them some sort of occult personality, had shielded themselves with all political lexicons one fine to subdue the broad masses. It was by meaning
a system close to autocratic run by kleptomaniacs who had the guts to putdown people thymos
the “spiritedness” to fight for one’s rights, narrow nationalism as pejorative
word has been used on anyone who’s the native of Gambella. It doesn’t matter
what ethnic groups’ one belong to or what color one is all about. All were guilty
as a whole. One had no power to fight back, the draconian rules but kowtowed to it. The power of the people of Gambella as they say
in Congo Kinshasa was eaten whole.
Thus individuals who are criminal in every branch of
government or in every bureaucracy had protection rendered to them by the so
call federal government, they have been let go to room around freely as players
in the realm of politics, economic, social schemes. To challenge these regional
lords is not an easy task to do as it may seem. Several years back there have
been many attempts in the political developments to correct the system of
government in the region but to no veil all the attempts failed because the
dynamic forces eclipsing around as centrifugal for change have not been powerful
enough to upset the political balance, as a result of political vendetta by the
predatory state , many were preyed upon, with some disappearing where no one
knows where they went, who was behind their disappearance, more also jailed,
send to prisons accused by the regional
security apparatus who randomly hunted down the Gambella intelligentsia groups.
And without trial by jury many of our compatriots have been languishing in
jails for man-many years and no one cares about the violation of their human
rights.
The Ethiopian state of government did nothing to prevent the tumults, the insecurity created by havoc. The international community accuses Ethiopia for standby, for failing miserable to protect rights of its citizens from harmful megalomaniacs racist brigades who wanted nothing but destruction and lawlessness. To us in the diaspora Ethiopia was a failed state, because what happened in Gambella is the attribute of failed state which can no longer manage its state of affairs, a state without rule of law. A state that lacks true governances, with no transparency is bound for havoc and chaos. It is a sad story in the history of our country.
No one can fight for liberty of somebody. No one has to promised somebody gift of freedom, cannot be delivered on the silver plate. Those who live under the false pretext are only endangering themselves. Again no one should wish us one paradise on earth, it is brutish savagery out there with everyone struggling to preserve oneself in realm of dignity and integrity honor, respect and the recognition for self-worthiness. We all agree corruptions, incompetence, lack of transparency in the governing are enemy of peace and stability.
For one cannot represent the aspiration of the exploited mass through secrecy. One must understand what representation is all about, it must be democratic, open ended and must real. It is only democracy that the masses are represented fairly equally. Otherwise a system is not democratic until all the grassroots civil society is empowered and entrusted to carryon the task of mobilization, francization of the democratization process.
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War-Aballa thank you for your complements, all the friendly suggestion, advice you have given me so far. I am impressed, glade to have priceless supports from you and others. You know all of you are dear to me, without courage and support I get from many of you writing is not an easy job to be engage in, without I am sure the journey would have been short and dead end. I am glade to see that you are learning from me about new concepts, new ideas I put down here showered with objective circumstance in relation to Gambella political developments. How can I thank you brother. I guess you are number "uno" as always keep in touch.
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