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In Africa, it's truly the battle of the sexes
The Arab editor of a newspaper with undiluted sympathies for Saddam Hussein told colleagues from the Commonwealth Press Union in Sri Lanka last month that George W. Bush would go to war against Iraq because he loved his mother, the silver-haired Barbara Bush.

A British military analyst told the same gathering the war would start on March 20. Abdal Bari Atwan was alluding to the story doing the rounds before the United States' invasion of Iraq that Saddam once plotted the assassination of Barbara Bush, George W's mother. The son had apparently sworn to avenge that attempt by blowing Saddam to smithereens.

A son's love for his mother can be fathomless. The Oedipus complex is described, in psychiatry, as a "manifestation of infantile sexuality towards parents, with attraction to a parent of the opposite sex, especially mother, and jealousy of other parent".

Don't ask me if this is the case with the Bushes, but what Abdal Bari Atwan seemed to be saying was that there was something weird about George W's reason for wanting to overthrow Saddam.

To love your mother to the extent of risking the murder of thousands of people thousands of kilometres away sounds reckless in the extreme.

All for the love of a woman
But then Saddam is not an innocent man - really not a very nice man. His mother might think so, but then she is his mother.

In any case, if a love for his mother were the only reason for Bush's determination to blow the walrus moustache off Saddam's upper lip, then not many people, including the British, would be able to explain Tony Blair's willingness to help him out - unless Blair loves his mother to the same extent and wishes to warn anyone plotting to assassinate her in her sleep that he, too, would do to them what Bush is trying to do to Saddam.

But then where matters of the heart are concerned, nothing can be measured in terms of how much is too much.

All this does not detract from the truism that men are no better than women, or that women are as good as men, even if men don't menstruate. At the bottom of it all, we are all the same.

But I worry constantly about the African woman's status on the continent. In November, I urged them to stage a demonstration to protest against King Mswati of Swaziland after he had taken on his umpteenth wife.

A reader suggested polygamy didn't necessarily heighten the chances of HIV infection. He defended the practice, saying it was part of Swazi and African culture. I say: Fine, but a man of promiscuous mating habits is dangerous in any situation - monogamous or polygamous.

On March 8 in Zimbabwe, women demonstrating on International Women's Day received a savage reception from the police. In Bulawayo and in Harare, they locked them up and roughed them up - one of them into menstruating. On top of that, there is the matter of the shortage of sanitary pads.

Oh for a nice normal man
Yet women remain as fascinating as ever, their sense of humour still intact in spite of the male chauvinism shoved at them every day, especially in Zimbabwe. The other day, I received this in the e-mail: Who understands men? The nice men are all ugly. The handsome men are not nice. The handsome and nice men are gay. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money, think we are only after their money. The handsome men without money are after our money. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and, thank God, are heterosexual, are shy and never make the first move.

The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative.

Complicating matters
Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.

Some of these problems afflict men in equal measure. But what I am very keen to investigate is just how men like Godfrey Nzira, the Chitungwiza sect leader sentenced by a Harare magistrate to an effective 32 years in jail for rape, managed to hoodwink the women into believing they are men of God.

Rasputin, the Russian monk, did a similar job with Czar Nicolas's wife and I daresay they are men who have fallen prey to women possessed of the same sort of guile. The equality between men and women in everything, except their biological make-up, would seem to be fairly incontestable.

In many countries, especially the developed world, women have fought long and hard to free themselves from the stigma of being the weaker sex in every department. In Africa, the battle of the sexes is likely to be long and hard. Women like Jocelyn Chiwenga are not likely to help matters at all. Their concept of feminism seems to be steeped in the Zanu PF concepts of everything - there has to be violence and force for anything to succeed.

The hero-worship of the president of the party among the women members is no different from that of Kamuzu Banda's Mbumba. Margaret Dongo, who refused to be a Zanu PF wallflower in Parliament - part of the dzepfunde sycophants another former Zanu PF woman MP, Mavis Chidzonga, spoke of - was repaid for her assertiveness by expulsion from the party of Yeschef.

The struggle for women's rights in Zimbabwe cannot be entrusted to Zanu PF, a distinctly patriarchal party, like the society in which it was bred. Only extraordinary measures will have an impact on the citadel of male chauvinism that underpins the domination of society by men.

So far, there has been no real champion of women's rights in Zimbabwe. For that matter, nowhere in Africa has any woman emerged who has so challenged the male domination of politics that she had presidents trembling in their long johns.

Gently but firmly
Which is why the women of Africa must gird their loins for a long, hard struggle. In Zimbabwe, they could start by not submitting meekly to beatings by the police. They could follow this up by stripping naked when demonstrating against some wrong done to them.

That could really stun the leader who has some of them assembled like she-goats for him at the airport. There, he regales them with his latest exploits and they lap it up. Their children, meanwhile, must weep tears of shame and humiliation at that spectacle.
Courtesy The Daily News (Harare)


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