Mission Accomplished: The Fall Of PF

Updated: Aug 19, 2021

Dear Africana Woman,

Every hour or so I keep bursting into tears of joy. I can feel years of trauma and terror shedding from my body. The tension, anxiety and angst of the last four days took its toll on my body as we waited for results to be released. As the tears roll down my face I hope you can appreciate the relief. Spoiler Alert! I did not vote for the Patriotic Front (PF), who reigned with terror over the last 10 years. Whilst I am not a member of any political party, it was clear that this election was about firing PF at all costs.

For the untrained eye, you would question what Zambians mean when we say that we have been living with a boot pressed on our neck. After all people could move freely in and out of the country. There was no police or army patrolling the roads in a way that made everyone uncomfortable. It looked like Zambians were their easy go lucky selves who would take any opportunity for a chill with a braii and a mosi. So how can we now collectively all cry out in relief?

Have you watched those movies where a woman is being abused by her husband and at a social gathering she is screaming for help with her eyes? She cannot say it with her mouth but every other part of her body is trying to give a signal for help. That is exactly what the Zambian people have been through. As a peaceful nation, it is not in us to instigate violence or push things over the edge. Diplomatic to the end, we try to do things by the book.

What broke the camel’s back for me was Bill 10 and the day I was out buying musonko (Road Tax) for my car at Woodlands Post Office, when suddenly a motorcade of UPND supporters passed by on their way to the High Court in support of their leader, who was to appear at police Headquarters. They were closely followed by multiple tankers that made it a point to swing round the roundabout numerous times even though the people they were following were long gone. The sounds of gunshots rang in the air and we all looked at each other wandering whether to flee or not. I remember distinctly thinking, "I hope they are shooting blanks." Later that day I learned that the police had shot into the crowds and killed two innocent men, State Prosecutor Mr. Nsama Nsama and Mr. Joseph Kaunda. That could easily have been me. Senseless killings…. There was no doubt in my mind that I would turn up to vote.