Fingerprints, queues and elections
On the second day of my quest for nomination I went to a bookstore, (in Ward 7 of course) and bought 2 fingerprint forms. $1 million each.
I then got to the police station (still in Ward 7!) at 1130 and got fingerprinted. Not even very messy with the black stuff all over.
Then down to Morris Depot, CID HQ (which is just outside Ward 7). “Come back after 1400,” says the gate cop. I sit there and read. After 1400 I go in, and join the queue. Finding the queue is confusing. I start by trying to join the front of it; since I do not know which way it is going. Ask lots of people, whoa are all as lost as me, but eventually I join it, on bench seats in the shade!, shuffle along the benches, and go to the right window. Pay $5 million, and am told, “tomorrow, 1600″.
So I move off with my receipt.
Short and sweet. It just disturbs me; a Zimbabwean has to pay (and in cash) to stand for election. Not a direct fee, but under the law, we all have to pay to go through the administration to get nominated. Strikes me as not very democratic – “some animals are more equal than others”, Orwell’s Animal Farm style. Even if the fees are very little, you still have to have money, to get elected. By law. Isn’t this a bit like the Smith regime’s qualified voting system?
Zvakanaka!