Judges and fudges
Philip Barclay from the British Embassy has been blogging again – he’s recommended reading. Here’s an excerpt, and if you want the full blog click here
There’s a right way and a wrong way to approach a cordon of Zimbabwean riot police. It’s not clever for example to don an MDC t-shirt and ask the plod for the results of the Presidential election.
I usually try and carry it off with a self-confident swagger, as if a line of big cops in crash helmets and heavy boots carrying nasty sticks is an everyday hurdle. I try to look like a man who has proper business in Zimbabwe’s High Court, rather than what the state media portrays me as: a colonialist who is sabotaging Zimbabwe’s economy because he wants to restore white supremacism. As I reach the thick blue line I manage a cheerful:
“Good morning! How are you sirs?”,
in the Zimbabwean style.