Freedom
and Relativity
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Posted:
06 December 2001
By Tarty Teh
We
Bush Grebos have a saying that whatever brings palm nuts to
town is called a basket. But the container in which some praise
was delivered to me would make even a Bush Grebo man stop and
take notice.
In
a two-part series of articles under the theme "Rethinking
the Way We Africans Think," I drew fire from a South African
writer named Mr. Mukazo Mukazo Vunda. Vunda simply titled his
piece "I Defend Thabo Mbeki," as published in The
Perspective online magazine, in response to my comments regarding
the South African President's stand on the relationship (if
any, in Mbeki's case) between the HIV virus and the disease
AIDS.
However,
whereas there had only been grudging concession here and there
that I have ever made sense in my discussion of Liberian issues,
I found boundless praise at home just when I decided to take
my show on the road in search of "African intellectuals."
The
praise raises suspicion only by its unrestrained effusiveness:
"I wholeheartedly concur with Tarty Teh's response to Mr.
Mukazo Mukazo Vunda's retort," wrote Molley V. Paasewe,
editor-in-chief of the nearly launched "Liberian Voice"
newspaper. Mr. Paasewe was also public relations specialist
for the government of President Charles Taylor until recently.
Paasewe left the Executive Mansion post in protest.
No.
The protest wasn't that Paasewe disagreed with any of the Taylor
government's policies. Rather it was because the money that
was budgeted for the Taylor government's PR efforts had been
privatized (euphemism for "stolen," in deference to
the Executive staff's sensibilities) by then Presidential Press
Secretary Reginald Goodrige. This is, of course, according to
Paasewe.
Anyway,
let me not go into all of that, especially since I am the one
being praised by Paasewe, no less. Well, Paasewe and I go a
little ways. If I had guessed there would be a day like this,
I would have kept a list of the names Paasewe called me, even
when it appeared that I was in sympathy with him for the way
he was ejected from Taylor's Executive Mansion. In one exchange
Paasewe told me he knew of no wrongdoing by the Taylor government.
For me this only explains why Paasewe would be chosen as the
editor-in-chief for the next pro-Taylor newspaper. But I have
no solid clue why I have begun to make sense - not gradually
but - so suddenly.
Perhaps
there isn't much that the theory of relativity cannot explain,
at least partly. For an example, to press his case that freedom
existed in the then Soviet Union, a Soviet journalist stood
up to his American counterpart who had claimed that he could
stand in front of the U.S. White House and say "To hell
with President Richard Nixon" and not get arrested. The
Soviet replied, "I too can stand in front of the Kremlin
and say 'To hell with President Nixon' and not get arrested."
So,
relatively speaking, there is no risk in saying that South African
President Thabo Mbeki belongs to the "Stone Age,"
as Paasewe has intimated. In fact, Paasewe can say this both
in Pretoria and Monrovia. But if Paasewe should venture to ask
for, say, the autopsy report for the death of President Charles
Taylor's Vice President, Mr. Enoch Dogolea, he'd better be in
Pretoria, because hiding even in his mother's womb in Liberia
would not do him any good. Taylor has threatened, on many occasions,
to invade the womb to get at his enemies.
Measured
compliment is easy to take; but the one that comes as a torrent
arouses suspicions. Even as the obvious beneficiary of Paasewe's
adulation, I can see that (whether in praise and in rebuke)
he knows only the extremes: "I was shocked when I heard
Mr. Mbeki's stone-age commentary on HIV/AIDS. Such remarks,
coming from just any African wouldn't have mattered much, but
from the President of a renaissance nation like South Africa
â ¦. it is uncalled for," wrote Paasewe.
Perhaps this is because, in Paasewe's mind, Mbeki's stand on
AIDS portends more danger for Liberia than for South Africa:
"Mr. Mbeki's comments on AIDS only served to reinforce
such belief among those Liberians who will bet you their last
Unity dollar that the disease is not real."
And
so, Paasewe's rave review of my performance on the road deserves
my gratitude. But my ultimate aim is to get similar acceptance
before the home audience. Yet, I am not so blind to the conditions
under which Paasewe and other home-based writers operate. However,
if I am expected to view their comments about me in the context
of the difficult conditions under which they operate at home,
then shouldn't they too be guarded in their rebuke of me even
as the perceived enemy of their master Taylor when I turn to
subjects closer to home? That, in my view, would be the political
equivalent of the theory of relativity.
Copyrighted
(c) Tarty Teh 2001
Washington, D.C., November 26, 2001