After nearly a decade of writing for public consumption, one
gets used to feedback. I have benefited
from wonderful advice from long-term readers, most of whom I have not met. They check in from time to time to “help” me regulate my compass. Recently, I got an e-mail with the following indictments:
from wonderful advice from long-term readers, most of whom I have not met. They check in from time to time to “help” me regulate my compass. Recently, I got an e-mail with the following indictments:
“I
have been growing increasingly concerned about your levels of
self-censorship... it is much below the standards of a true Tanzanian
revolutionary. From your protected perch in The EastAfrican, we
are depending on you to be more engaging on behalf of the millions of
Tanzanians that do not have any voice at all. The masses of the people
do not read The EastAfrican, so your audience is by nature tame
and reserved, but they are the movers and shakers in society also. They
need to know that someone is there reminding them about the issues that
affect the poor and vulnerable in the society, who by the way are the
majority.”
Imagine,
there are people out there who think that writing is an easy job with
little or no accountability. Ha! You would be surprised at how much
higher a level of accountability we are held to, and rightly so. But
revolutionary? I don’t know, man. People with a saviour complex are
scary (every totalitarian has been a “revolutionary’).
Perhaps
there are several readers who feel the same way but have been too kind
to say anything. Well, here is my answer: My friend is correct. I
haven’t visibly been a True Tanzanian Revolutionary since my infamousDear John
open letter to President Magufuli and part of it is certainly because
of my natural sense of self-preservation. But that is a small part of
it. The real reasons are much more mundane and complex at the same time.
The reception that the Dear John
letter got gave me a good confirmation of how things are now and how to
adjust to a post-Kikwete era. One of my most prized gifts is a framed
copy of the open letter I wrote to Jakaya Kikwete, titled “Would the Real Jakaya Kikwete Please Stand Up?”
Those
were glory days for the media, and gave me an unrealistic expectation
that it would always be this way. Waiter, can I get my Reality Check
please?
I made a decision as I was setting my themes
for 2019 (yes, I do this. I pick a yearly writing framework) to
disengage a little bit and take it easy when possible. Primarily it is
for my personal health, news can burn you out.
Ten
years ago, I was an adorably naïve and perpetually terrified optimist.
Now I am just tired, and sometimes I get quite dangerously so because my
government does things that are exhausting.
This means I actively avoid content that has not been filtered through Tanzanian Twitter and purged of propaganda.
Besides, Tanzania will be going into the general election next year and I have been meditating on what to do about that.
Anyone
who has meditated knows that it is not the same thing as falling
asleep. The energy thus conserved by not focusing on the stresses of
daily life means even more time to contemplate. All part of a plan to
harvest energy for the coming year.
Elsie Eyakuze is a consultant and blogger for The Mikocheni Report. E-mail: elsieeyakuze@gmail.com
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