Post by jakaswanga on Apr 3, 2019 20:03:51 GMT 3
TANZANIANS CAN'T PAINT A GIRAFFE ON A PLANE'S TAIL
JOHN POMBE MAGUFULI and WHY KITAUMANA, TENA VIBAYA AFRIKA HUU!
John Pombe Magufuli finally cracked it at a fair price. And it was all done locally. This was The case of the executive plane whose emblem or logo couldn't be painted locally in Africa.
But before I narrow to Japama (for JPM), the president of Tanzania, lets take a drone's aerial view of the mentality of some of us, high up in the social ladder. Verily it is a wasteland as we shall witness.
How do you change a deep-ingrained mentality, given you do not have evolutionary time? How do you dismantle a social trait which seems to have infested a subspecies as if it were a genetic patent, whilst you are time barred? How does one facilitate such a profound social change without collateral damage? How does one effect a mutation in fact, while one has not the time which Evolution has had so far!?
Verily the urgency urging these questions will soon unveil itself once the full import of Magufuli's speech strikes those who can think.
The dinos had millions of years to reach their mammoth peak. And, so granted, they took their time about. They were more or less finished when that asteroid struck. It was therefore more of a natural euthanasia, for, evolution wise speaking, their trajectory had hit a dead-ended.
THE RULE OF THE DEAD-ENDERS
Talking of time --Alas, Africa is time barred, Africa has lost plenty precious time, Africa needs turbo-time conscious individuals, the types to jam the evolutionary gas-pedal to the floor. We need to feel the shudder as the continent engages awakening gears. Africa needs to hold her breath and feel the hollows of her stomach as the speed is set to WARP. The continent needs to be ablaze, and apace with development, social transformation, revoluzione ekonomika. Forget Joseph Dugashvilli, the man of steel, aka Stalin. His forced industrialisation of Russia was a snail's pace. The vast resources inundating the huge landmass of Russia and its orbiting lands, are still a miniscule treasure compared to the hordes hoarded within huge Africa. Statesmanship is leadership is wirtshaftswunder.
NB: I once saw a calculation going for a reasonable estimate of the value that could have been Africa's, had her (atomic energy and nuclear bombs sourced) Uranium and her mobile telephony-related minerals (chiefly from the Congo), traded at a fair price to her benefit in the past three decades. What comes to the fore, despite the systematic looting of Africa abetted by her own (evolutionarily dead-ended elite), is the RESILIENCE of the peoples of Africa. In the face of such inspired robbery, forgetting the colonial period as too long ago, the people struggle, win marginal victories, but their determination instils a palpable fear in the enemies, here, far and wide. Perhaps this fear is the secret reason why so many races ever feel called upon to put down the abilities of Africans in Toto! (Remember the apartheid and repeated colonial assertion of their (white) racial superiority).
Nature has put more than a fare share of wealth in the continent of Africa. If El Dorado were to exist, it would be here. If Utopia can ever be built, a ShangriLa on earth, the paradise of bounteous plenty in everything, then Africa is where it can be done. Lake Tangayika alone, with its 1.5km depths and 660km of fresh water, is enough blessing if one goes the depths of thought: wawu, what an abundance of a precious, scarce resource! Ready to drink water!
But first, it is obvious the apes at the top must extinct, or, as a Kenyan musician recently put it, the pestilence of state thieves which, like a recreated Tyrannosaurus Rex rule our world in retro-cannibalism, must expire to open up the continent for human life, and brains at the top of the food chain.
And here is the bone of the argument. This is what set the ball rolling today. This, is my hurt in this thread.
JOHN POMBE MAGUFULI IN SHOCK
Japama narrated a heart-sinking story to his fellow Tzer's. The depth of his sadness came through, gut-wrenching like a grave-side testimonial would, despite the tonelessness of a widow, still in shock, paying her last respect to all her family, perished in the latest kill-all disaster. These tend to be routine in Africa.
JPM (Japama) had donated the official government plane (or presidential liner) to the national carrier. It could also serve as a regular transporter. It could be economically more useful than just the prestige object it was, for more often than not the plane was cooling its wheels at the parking docks. But before the bird could de deployed by the national carrier, there was a painting job to be done. It had to be Air Tanzania, TWIGA BRANDED, and of course numericised to conform to a series.
This operation looked a simple procedure, and that is the way JPM took it.
What followed was anything but straightforward.
Wht followed is why these issues will be resolved by the death of many men in Africa. How else? If you dare wage an alternative!?
---Alas, the bosses of Air Tanzania contracted a foreign company to do the job for several millions. The plane would be flown abroad just for that purpose. The bosses immediately put down a payment of 60%. Not only that, they forthwith booked themselves and a host of AIR HOSTESSES (mispronounced HOSTAGES by Magufuli!) in the foreign country for the several weeks it would take to whitewash, or paint over the executive plane. The bill was rocketed skywards. There were also loophole details hammered in the contract: default on any part could easily lead to the confiscation of the plane!
(Here, deliberately contrived loopholes in contracts to maximize kickbacks, I have to think of the recent case of the collusion between a Kenya Geothermal Development company and a rogue Chinese contractor registered in Hong Kong!. Here is a clue how they ripped Wanjiku off.
) This is a recurrent theme throughout the continent at large. In deed it is the rule. --the dead-end rule if you ask me.
Anyway, a week or so later after the Magufuli had donated the plane, he looked out of his window and saw the plane still on the tarmac. It is still bore his name and presidential serial number as it were. Being a man who likes simple things done ASAP, he inquired why such a simple task as a plane's paint-over would take more than a week in Tz.
That was when the pieces began to fall in place. JPM offers a frontline seat on how the people at the top think. The managerial, decision-making class.
The bosses of the airline had no confidence in the abilities of local Tanzanians to paint Twiga's on a plane's tail. Neither, in their management opinions formed at the best of Western Ivy League business schools, could local skills be entrusted with the delicate task of painting numericals anywhere on the airship!'.
Now, amazingly, JPM is the kind of President who walks around his country with his eyes wide open. So he remembered he has seen everywhere in his beloved TZ, countless feats of openly displayed artistry ----masterworks of painting, genial sculpture, woodcarvings and carpentry. All by Tz locals.
Social media later reported there was a censored part in which John Pombe Magufuli asked his fellow citizens a terrible question: sasa ni kama hawa wakurugenzi-wasomi wanatueleza, ya kwamba mabwana Watanzania chini zao hazifikishi kazi, ndio itatubidi tupeleke wanawake wetu ng'ambo, ili washibe na watosheke kwa kitanda.' Fellow Tanzanians, this is their mentality, and I want us to understand where our country is.
JP Magafuli hit the saddest note I seen by a politician in modern Africa. The undramatised, subconscious and involuntarily communicated horror in his heart is sinister. I perceived it more by instinct than intellect.
Of course the truth is the BOKO HARAM elite running Tanzania's airlines had seen just another opportunity to loot. And they were not going to miss it, nor were they about to avoid milking it to the last cent.
Now, if the rule at the managerial level in Africa is to maximise every opportunity to conduct robbery, and, in a facilitatory star role, create even more loopholes to do the same, then obviously we have a date with destiny. A dATE with a dead-end. Because we are in a cul-de-sac. That is fairly obvious now.
This mentality has to be erased for Africa to take off. This is ballast that just must be shed off. There is no time for the therapeutic patience of the divan couches of re-education camps. There is no time to watch these apes (take their HOLY GRAIL time to) evolve upright and righteous. They just must be eradicated. They have reached their evolutionary peak, and an act of social euthanasia is called for. For the dinosaur it was the divine asteroid. For the BOKO HARAM like these ones running TZ airlines, a man-made bonfire to suffice.
FOOTNOTE:
1. WALKING AROUND WITH WIDE OPEN EYES: If Ouru Kenyatta walked around Kenya with eyes which see, then he could have seen this. Those days he was desperate to open everything, and Kenyans joked he even opened the shoreline in Mombasa for people to swim, he could have noticed he hadn't opened any INLAND BEACHES for cattle to quench thirst, ie, DAMS!
(They say of the 10 or so dams commissioned, none has been completed! I am sure a development conscious president would notice, and demand to OPEN at least 5!)
2. FLIP SIDE. NEXT.
JOHN POMBE MAGUFULI and WHY KITAUMANA, TENA VIBAYA AFRIKA HUU!
JPM offers a frontline seat on how the people at the top think. The managerial, decision-making class.
The bosses of the airline had no confidence in the abilities of local Tanzanians to paint Twiga's on a plane's tail. Neither, to the best of their management opinions formed at the choicest of I.L business schools abroad, could local skills be entrusted with the delicate task of painting numericals anywhere on the airship!
The bosses of the airline had no confidence in the abilities of local Tanzanians to paint Twiga's on a plane's tail. Neither, to the best of their management opinions formed at the choicest of I.L business schools abroad, could local skills be entrusted with the delicate task of painting numericals anywhere on the airship!
John Pombe Magufuli finally cracked it at a fair price. And it was all done locally. This was The case of the executive plane whose emblem or logo couldn't be painted locally in Africa.
But before I narrow to Japama (for JPM), the president of Tanzania, lets take a drone's aerial view of the mentality of some of us, high up in the social ladder. Verily it is a wasteland as we shall witness.
How do you change a deep-ingrained mentality, given you do not have evolutionary time? How do you dismantle a social trait which seems to have infested a subspecies as if it were a genetic patent, whilst you are time barred? How does one facilitate such a profound social change without collateral damage? How does one effect a mutation in fact, while one has not the time which Evolution has had so far!?
Verily the urgency urging these questions will soon unveil itself once the full import of Magufuli's speech strikes those who can think.
The dinos had millions of years to reach their mammoth peak. And, so granted, they took their time about. They were more or less finished when that asteroid struck. It was therefore more of a natural euthanasia, for, evolution wise speaking, their trajectory had hit a dead-ended.
THE RULE OF THE DEAD-ENDERS
Talking of time --Alas, Africa is time barred, Africa has lost plenty precious time, Africa needs turbo-time conscious individuals, the types to jam the evolutionary gas-pedal to the floor. We need to feel the shudder as the continent engages awakening gears. Africa needs to hold her breath and feel the hollows of her stomach as the speed is set to WARP. The continent needs to be ablaze, and apace with development, social transformation, revoluzione ekonomika. Forget Joseph Dugashvilli, the man of steel, aka Stalin. His forced industrialisation of Russia was a snail's pace. The vast resources inundating the huge landmass of Russia and its orbiting lands, are still a miniscule treasure compared to the hordes hoarded within huge Africa. Statesmanship is leadership is wirtshaftswunder.
NB: I once saw a calculation going for a reasonable estimate of the value that could have been Africa's, had her (atomic energy and nuclear bombs sourced) Uranium and her mobile telephony-related minerals (chiefly from the Congo), traded at a fair price to her benefit in the past three decades. What comes to the fore, despite the systematic looting of Africa abetted by her own (evolutionarily dead-ended elite), is the RESILIENCE of the peoples of Africa. In the face of such inspired robbery, forgetting the colonial period as too long ago, the people struggle, win marginal victories, but their determination instils a palpable fear in the enemies, here, far and wide. Perhaps this fear is the secret reason why so many races ever feel called upon to put down the abilities of Africans in Toto! (Remember the apartheid and repeated colonial assertion of their (white) racial superiority).
Nature has put more than a fare share of wealth in the continent of Africa. If El Dorado were to exist, it would be here. If Utopia can ever be built, a ShangriLa on earth, the paradise of bounteous plenty in everything, then Africa is where it can be done. Lake Tangayika alone, with its 1.5km depths and 660km of fresh water, is enough blessing if one goes the depths of thought: wawu, what an abundance of a precious, scarce resource! Ready to drink water!
Lake Tanganyika, second largest of the lakes of eastern Africa. It is the longest freshwater lake in the world (410 miles [660 km]) and the second deepest (4,710 feet [1,436 metres]) after Lake Baikal in Russia.
But first, it is obvious the apes at the top must extinct, or, as a Kenyan musician recently put it, the pestilence of state thieves which, like a recreated Tyrannosaurus Rex rule our world in retro-cannibalism, must expire to open up the continent for human life, and brains at the top of the food chain.
And here is the bone of the argument. This is what set the ball rolling today. This, is my hurt in this thread.
JOHN POMBE MAGUFULI IN SHOCK
Japama narrated a heart-sinking story to his fellow Tzer's. The depth of his sadness came through, gut-wrenching like a grave-side testimonial would, despite the tonelessness of a widow, still in shock, paying her last respect to all her family, perished in the latest kill-all disaster. These tend to be routine in Africa.
JPM (Japama) had donated the official government plane (or presidential liner) to the national carrier. It could also serve as a regular transporter. It could be economically more useful than just the prestige object it was, for more often than not the plane was cooling its wheels at the parking docks. But before the bird could de deployed by the national carrier, there was a painting job to be done. It had to be Air Tanzania, TWIGA BRANDED, and of course numericised to conform to a series.
This operation looked a simple procedure, and that is the way JPM took it.
What followed was anything but straightforward.
Wht followed is why these issues will be resolved by the death of many men in Africa. How else? If you dare wage an alternative!?
---Alas, the bosses of Air Tanzania contracted a foreign company to do the job for several millions. The plane would be flown abroad just for that purpose. The bosses immediately put down a payment of 60%. Not only that, they forthwith booked themselves and a host of AIR HOSTESSES (mispronounced HOSTAGES by Magufuli!) in the foreign country for the several weeks it would take to whitewash, or paint over the executive plane. The bill was rocketed skywards. There were also loophole details hammered in the contract: default on any part could easily lead to the confiscation of the plane!
(Here, deliberately contrived loopholes in contracts to maximize kickbacks, I have to think of the recent case of the collusion between a Kenya Geothermal Development company and a rogue Chinese contractor registered in Hong Kong!. Here is a clue how they ripped Wanjiku off.
How Chinese firm walked away with Sh1.4b without breaking a sweat
Nzau Musau and Julius Chepkwony 31st Mar 2019
In yet another brazen act of disdain for the Kenyan taxpayer, a foreign contractor has pocketed Sh1.4 billion advance payment and left a parastatal in the energy sector high and dry, gasping for breath.
It is a familiar story; contractor plucked from faraway lands, signs up an externally funded multi-billion shilling project, painfully obtains an advance payment guarantee from a bank, gets paid a quarter of contract price, bizarrely recalls the guarantee, delays to mobilise for works, contract expires and taxpayer is left with a festering fiscal wound.
It is the story of Hong Kong Offshore Oil Services Limited (HOOSL), a company contracted by Geothermal Development Company (GDC) to drill 15 to 20 geothermal wells in Bogoria-Silali in Baringo in April 2016.
Nzau Musau and Julius Chepkwony 31st Mar 2019
In yet another brazen act of disdain for the Kenyan taxpayer, a foreign contractor has pocketed Sh1.4 billion advance payment and left a parastatal in the energy sector high and dry, gasping for breath.
It is a familiar story; contractor plucked from faraway lands, signs up an externally funded multi-billion shilling project, painfully obtains an advance payment guarantee from a bank, gets paid a quarter of contract price, bizarrely recalls the guarantee, delays to mobilise for works, contract expires and taxpayer is left with a festering fiscal wound.
It is the story of Hong Kong Offshore Oil Services Limited (HOOSL), a company contracted by Geothermal Development Company (GDC) to drill 15 to 20 geothermal wells in Bogoria-Silali in Baringo in April 2016.
Anyway, a week or so later after the Magufuli had donated the plane, he looked out of his window and saw the plane still on the tarmac. It is still bore his name and presidential serial number as it were. Being a man who likes simple things done ASAP, he inquired why such a simple task as a plane's paint-over would take more than a week in Tz.
That was when the pieces began to fall in place. JPM offers a frontline seat on how the people at the top think. The managerial, decision-making class.
The bosses of the airline had no confidence in the abilities of local Tanzanians to paint Twiga's on a plane's tail. Neither, in their management opinions formed at the best of Western Ivy League business schools, could local skills be entrusted with the delicate task of painting numericals anywhere on the airship!'.
Now, amazingly, JPM is the kind of President who walks around his country with his eyes wide open. So he remembered he has seen everywhere in his beloved TZ, countless feats of openly displayed artistry ----masterworks of painting, genial sculpture, woodcarvings and carpentry. All by Tz locals.
Social media later reported there was a censored part in which John Pombe Magufuli asked his fellow citizens a terrible question: sasa ni kama hawa wakurugenzi-wasomi wanatueleza, ya kwamba mabwana Watanzania chini zao hazifikishi kazi, ndio itatubidi tupeleke wanawake wetu ng'ambo, ili washibe na watosheke kwa kitanda.' Fellow Tanzanians, this is their mentality, and I want us to understand where our country is.
JP Magafuli hit the saddest note I seen by a politician in modern Africa. The undramatised, subconscious and involuntarily communicated horror in his heart is sinister. I perceived it more by instinct than intellect.
Of course the truth is the BOKO HARAM elite running Tanzania's airlines had seen just another opportunity to loot. And they were not going to miss it, nor were they about to avoid milking it to the last cent.
Now, if the rule at the managerial level in Africa is to maximise every opportunity to conduct robbery, and, in a facilitatory star role, create even more loopholes to do the same, then obviously we have a date with destiny. A dATE with a dead-end. Because we are in a cul-de-sac. That is fairly obvious now.
This mentality has to be erased for Africa to take off. This is ballast that just must be shed off. There is no time for the therapeutic patience of the divan couches of re-education camps. There is no time to watch these apes (take their HOLY GRAIL time to) evolve upright and righteous. They just must be eradicated. They have reached their evolutionary peak, and an act of social euthanasia is called for. For the dinosaur it was the divine asteroid. For the BOKO HARAM like these ones running TZ airlines, a man-made bonfire to suffice.
FOOTNOTE:
1. WALKING AROUND WITH WIDE OPEN EYES: If Ouru Kenyatta walked around Kenya with eyes which see, then he could have seen this. Those days he was desperate to open everything, and Kenyans joked he even opened the shoreline in Mombasa for people to swim, he could have noticed he hadn't opened any INLAND BEACHES for cattle to quench thirst, ie, DAMS!
(They say of the 10 or so dams commissioned, none has been completed! I am sure a development conscious president would notice, and demand to OPEN at least 5!)
2. FLIP SIDE. NEXT.