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My country…..galore with cosmetic surgery



Superficial solutions to every situation that clamors for attention much like applying paint over a crack and covering potholes with sand this government will put any plastic surgeon to shame.



No real meaningful engagement in crafting solutions to crisis. No elected official to stand in the gap and be the voice for the poor, the voiceless, the penniless and more often than not, the hopeless.



Awash with many social ills, the question begs to be answered what will become of my country?



Hurled down with the burden of life, what will become of the vendor? Headlines scream on the side of the road about how vendors have been given an ultimatum to vacate the streets.



Amidst a tottering economy, high unemployment, low disposable income and de-industrialization vending has become the new economic activity in Zimbabwe. You would think that the promise of two million jobs has arrived in the form of vending.



Granted that the once wide pavements have become a small corridor for one to push their way through. Granted that there is always the fear of incurring wrath should one step on a bright red tomato. Granted that the pavement has become too narrow to navigate with ease, is this decision much like others not in haste?



What does removal do? Whose headache does it solve? Is it a lasting solution? Where will the vendors go? Is it an issue of branding over genuine hunger and poverty?



Once more, as with every other issue only questions and not answers abound.



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