THE Rhodesians are in celebratory mode for the 50th anniversary of the Unilateral Declaration of Independence (UDI).
Personally I see these celebrations as nothing more than evidence of pain and a hangover that will not go away.
These celebrations show how mighty Zimbabweans are.
We vanquished colonialists who felt invincible.
In their superiority complex, they declared that majority rule would never come to reality.
They declared that Africans, Zimbabweans, the children of Nehanda and Lobengula would never rule themselves.
Not in a thousand years they said before we could determine our destiny.
Yet in some 16 years we showed them who was superior and who was better in terms of human qualities.
These celebrations are what we call manatsa mukanwa harahwa kurota ichiyamwa.
The Rhodesians are pining for something that is long gone, something that disintegrated into ashes now scattered.
As they celebrate, we remind them that our Chimurengas were not some spontaneous explosions.
They were well calculated, planned and efficiently executed.
And when you gather remind yourselves and comfort each other that there was nothing you could do then and there is nothing you can do now.
The opponent you faced, the sons and daughters of the soil were just too superior.
I know that when you gather, you cannot bring yourselves to admit to each other that those ‘bloody k***s’, as you choose to call us, proved you wrong in spectacular fashion.
As you celebrate, we also remember with joy and gratitude the courageous and selfless efforts of our heroes.
Sons and daughters of the soil who brought democracy, fighters who taught you the definition of democracy.
We made you somewhat ‘decent’ human beings and saved you from your own depravity.
You called us Rhodesia, in a process of possessing and claiming our physical, social and political spaces.
For a time you subjugated us, but you never broke our spirit.
In truth our social and political spaces you never owned.
We are called Zimbabwe and Rhodesia will never again exist anywhere other than in your grieving minds.
I would sincerely suggest, one human being to another, that you turn these gatherings you are having into grief-counselling sessions.
You need to accept that you are in no way special or superior and you must really come back and ask us for forgiveness for the atrocities that you perpetrated.
We are an empowered people.
We are Zimbabwe, a nation determining its future, its history, its identity and we have the power to protect ourselves from elements and people like you who harbour us ill-will.
President Robert Mugabe’s words to the guerillas during the ceasefire of 1979 were: “Stick to your gun because your gun is your surest defender.”
And we assure you now we have much more than guns, we have been empowered to levels that you Rhodies cannot imagine.
Rhodesia is not coming back, even efforts of a thousand years will not bring it back and this nation will be Zimbabwe until the end of time.
Our memories are our cultural capital and we know what you Rhodesians did.
But we are not disturbed; our past has become the cradle of our present.
Zimbabwe stands proud in the family of nations.
Our pride is enshrined in our national flag and all it symbolises.
Our pride lies in our ancestors and in our heroes who laid down their lives in defence of this nation.
While you Rhodesians are busy celebrating exploitation, expropriation, brutality and murder.

Shame on you!