The rural count
A diplomat with a sense of humour – that’s Philip Barclay. I love reading his blogs because they’re rooted in everyday Zimbabwean experience – no grandstanding just personal reflection. Here’s an excerpt from his latest blog in which he shares some of his election monitoring experience undertaken on behalf of the British Embassy. To read his full blog, click here
I am in a tiny place called Bikisa, deep in rural Masvingo, where Robert Mugabe’s ZANU-PF party has won every election that has ever been held. (Ian Smith did not believe in elections for black folk). So my assumption is that the big pile is Mugabe’s.
But I am wrong. The presiding officer asks for the votes to be counted. The smallest pile is Simba Makoni’s – 11 votes. The middling pile is Mugabe’s – 44 votes. Amazingly, incredibly, the Pisa-pile belongs to Morgan Tsvangirai. The polling officer gets tongue-tied at ‘one hundred and twenty-seven’ and loses count. She sighs desperately and starts again. 167. Tsvangirai has won with about three-quarters of the vote.
I force myself to keep breathing steadily; fainting at this point would not become an officer of Her Majesty’s Government.