He's a hostage to his own history. His own myth. The myth of the Liberator. The African Strong Man who liberated his people from Colonialism. Now he must perpetuate the myth even if nobody but himself still believes it. He must live the myth. Even if it kills him. Even if it kills Zimbabwe.
He's a hostage to a group of greedy old men who make up his inner circle. Men who believe they own the land because they 'fought' for it. Even if Mugabe wants to leave, he cannot because he's beholden to those old men who were his comrades in the struggle.
Hangers-on and Parasites, I call them.
Mugabe reminds me in a way to Baroka in Wole Soyinka's play 'The Lion & The Jewel' in that he feels the need to prove his 'manliness' every time and in every discussion/ situation. He feels the need to be in 'control', even with inflation that has long spiraled out of control.
Hostage to a cabal that sucked her dry and like fastidious parasites have refused to let go even after they have sucked everything in her. Once Africa's Food Basket, now Africa's Basket Case.
Hostage to their own history. Beholden to a cabal who have long forgotten what it means to be responsible to them. I hope they are not waiting for a generation to die out before a Liberator who knows not Mugabe will rise from among them, because then the cycle will only repeat itself.
The latest death toll from the cholera epidemic in that country is 1, 123 deaths (mostly children) and Mugabe who once said the epidemic was over later turned around to say it was part of a 'chemical biological warfare' by some Western countries to topple his government. He had accused everybody except GOD and himself for all the woes befalling Zimbabwe.
He had accused neighboring Botswana of providing a training camp for Zimbabwean rebels.
The guy is on a roll. His party, the ZANU-PF just held its annual convention outside the capital Harare (they shipped in their own food and water) and then launched a new 10 billion Zim-dollar note in a hopeless effort to keep up with inflation. (I never believed that inflation can go into seven digits percentiles).
Then he woke up this morning and proclaimed that no African country has the guts to topple him.
Where are those Indian apples just when you need one?