In Memory of those making life work outside Zimbabwe

Today marks one of the bloodiest days in diasporan life, when Zimbabweans and other refugees and job seekers in South Africa were deliberately sought out, beaten, got their houses and property confiscated, and were made miserable.

The story is not unique to the region. It is indicative of communities adapting to changes in their environment, which they perceive, to a great extent, as threats that must be dealt with savagely.

I ask myself whether the treatment of Zimbabweans in South Africa has changed over the two year period in question. The stories reported in the media do not say anything rosy.

There used to be a time when segregation was loosely translated to something denoting definate colours (if we can call them that) white and black, yellow and in between... now I guess there is a different kind of movement, one that says there are different shades of black.