Showing posts with label Democratic Republic of Congo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Democratic Republic of Congo. Show all posts

Sunday, 25 May 2014

The State Of My Ignorance With Regards The Democratic Republic Of The Congo: Abysmal (for now).

"Plato by a goodly similitude declareth, why wise men refrain to meddle in the commonwealth. For when they see the people swarm into the streets, and daily wet to the skin with rain, and yet cannot persuade them to go out of the rain, they do keep themselves within their houses, seeing they cannot remedy the folly of the people" - Sir Thomas More, De Optimo Rei Publicae Statu Deque Nova Insula Utopia, 1516.

My brother deployed to the DRC War 1998 - 2002 from 1 Commando, and so was a great source of operational/tactical  details of this theatre.
by Kudakwashe Kanhutu

A blind man at midnight on a dark moonless night is a fair characterisation of my knowledge of the Democratic Republic of the Congo at this moment. Yet, in 3 months time I should be an expert that could be called on serious TV programmes to discuss the dynamics there. I say "could be called" because I don't think the word is out there yet that I will never do TV or mainstream newspapers anyway. Anything I want to say, I will say it on Facebook or on my Blog.

But Why Is This The Case?

By which I mean why am I so ignorant about the DRC. The fact of the matter is I have always found no reason (pre-my international relations degree) to think about the DRC. My brothers fought in the Mozambique War from 1986 - 1992 and then the DRC War from 1998 - 2002, but looking at my geography map, I could understand why Mozambique but not the DRC. We share the longest land border with Mozambique and our nearest distance to the seaports is at Beira. So, Mozambique ticks all the boxes where our vital national interests are concerned. The DRC and Zimbabwe on the other hand are separated by a whole country - Zambia. For the longest time I held the view that the DRC should be thrown out of SADC. In fact, I held this view up until 2013 when I finalised my International Relations dissertation: "Southern African Development Community (SADC), 1980 - 2010: An Assessment of the Opportunities and Constraints to Regional Integration." Thankfully my supervisor then, as now, prevented me from making prescriptions, but the point is that until May 2013, I did not want to know about the DRC.

Even until about February 2014, my approach to the DRC has not been selfless or for the sake of solidarity with the long suffering people of that country but more that of a selfish: "if I can understand this very complex problem, then solving and contributing to my own Republic (Zimbabwe's) best practice will be a walk in the park." But you see, I am getting so animated that I have not even bothered to introduce the purpose of this blog entry properly.

Introduction:

The Durham Global Security Institute at Durham University accepted my application last year on the basis of my proposal to contribute to an understanding of what can enhance human security in Southern Africa. I was very clear in my proposal; that I cared about this topic because I am potentially the 1 in 10 or 6 out of 10, or whatever statistical measure that is en vogue these days when announcing the victims of human insecurity. My proposal was to build on my intimate knowledge of the Southern African dynamics (the DRC has never been Southern African in my book) so as to add to the recorded stock of knowledge on behalf of that geographical location. Yet continual thinking about the issues made me realise that the only reason why I wanted the DRC thrown out of SADC was because that seems the easy solution, and not because I could - through logic - argue that the DRC's inclusion has had a destabilising effect on the entire region. Consequently, somehow, I roped myself into writing a 15 000 word dissertation explaining the dynamics of the DRC. My plan was very simple (and brilliant until I met my supervisor): to show that the DRC's weak statehood is the reason for continual conflict and the source of human insecurity. Strengthen the State's institutions and you are home and dry. Wow! Right? Wrong!

The State and Human Security in the Democratic Republic of Congo: 

Met my dissertation supervisor, convinced that I had all the foundational blocks in place to make a convincing argument about resolving insecurity in the DRC. This was the outcome of our meeting!
Over a 1 hour first meeting with my dissertation supervisor all my brilliant ideas were shot to shreds as either presumptuous, un-academic, un-analytical or pedestrian. She didn't say it in those words but I am perceptive like that! So, in 1 hour, the dissertation I thought would write itself fell apart. Oh, trust and believe, the dissertation will be written. It is my firm rule since primary school that: we do not return a blank answer sheet in an exam or for coursework. It will just be harder than I thought, that's all. But the real reason of this blog entry is to record all I know about the DRC at this stage. This will add to my own surprise when I finally finish this dissertation and will likely have knowledge at par with the citizens of the DRC.

What I Know Now:

For now I know all the things that are easily found on Wikipedia; the flag, notable persons, events etc but not the interconnections between them, but give me 3 months and I will be able to tell you much more.

My approach and central argument which may or may not survive the next 3 months is this - The centrality of the State in the provision of human security: a defence, development and diplomacy analysis of insecurity in the Democratic Republic of Congo.

All the symbols of Statehood are there, but is it really a State?

Friday, 7 March 2014

The Inaugural Hatfield College Award for African Studies Recipient

"To be something, to be himself, and always at one with himself, a man must act as he speaks, must know what course he ought to take, and must follow that course with vigour and persistence" - Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Emile or On Education, 1762.

With the Master of Hatfield College Professor Tim Burt and Senior Hatfield College Staff
 by Kudakwashe Kanhutu 

I was honoured at a dinner on 0 4. 0 3. 2 0 1 4 in one of the constituent colleges of Durham University - Hatfield. It was a night to honour all members of Hatfield College who have won awards for their academic achievements and research interests in the current academic year. The Hatfield College Scholars' Dinner is an annual tradition that has existed for 18 years to date. As the inaugural recipient of the African Studies Award, I got a special mention by the Master of Hatfield College to great applause by my fellow attendees on the night.

The author's name surrounded by titles related to his scholarship interests.
 The Nature of My Scholarship: 

I have come quite a distance from the time when I advocated for military rule as a panacea to the predictable disaster that awaits any country that is governed by incompetent politicians. I am, even now, still very partial to the discipline and efficiency that ensures from military training but; assigning the right tool to the right job has since become the direction which my concerted enquiry into statecraft for the past few years has nudged me towards. I have therefore branched from my initial motivation of investigating the conditions that make for successful military rule, to; conditions under which human security can be attained.

In conversation with another Hatfield Scholar
The Dinner Itself: 

Herein lies the first contradiction; Hatfield College and, indeed, Durham University colleges' formal dinners are very nearly a daily fixture but I have always made it a point not to attend. I find it irreconcilable with who I am, and my constituents on my return to theatre, to be feted in any manner that departs from what is absolutely necessary. I tend to avoid ostentation in favour of what's functional, and, on this count, it seems I am in good company: 

"Dressed in off-the-rack civilian casual – blue tie, button-down shirt, dress slacks – McChrystal is way out of his comfort zone. Paris, as one of his advisers says, is the "most anti-McChrystal city you can imagine." The general hates fancy restaurants, rejecting any place with candles on the tables as too 'Gucci'"  -  The Runaway General; http://www.rollingstone.com/politics/news/the-runaway-general-20100622 

It may be mimesis on my part but I am pretty sure I have always felt the same way from my reading into military history such as that of the Spartans. 

In conversation with a Hatfield Scholar (Alumnus)

My Actual Project: 

My work seeks to strip apart the post-colonial African state, hold it to the light then put it back together again. My core interest is understanding all the forces that act to undermine the state and how we can inure the same state against these forces. This is because I am an avowed statist.

Hosted by the Hatfield College Master at the pre-dinner drinks reception.