It’s an exciting time to
be in Angola. On August 31st, Angolans will go to the polls to elect their national
leaders for only the second time since the end of the civil war in 2002. The last
election held in 2008 was considered to be a failure since it did not meet
international requirements. A Presidential election was supposed to take place
in 2009 but was postponed and then cancelled under the 2010 constitution. Therefore,
President Dos Santos, who has been in power for 33 years, has never been
popularly elected.
This is a pivitol moment
in this country’s history. Whatever happens in the next month will determine
how this young democracy has progressed in the past 10 years, or if it can even
be considered a democracy at all. A recent Human Rights Watch report claims
that the climate in Angola is not conducive for free and fair elections. In the
months leading up to the elections, the MPLA has restricted freedoms through
intimidation and attacks against journalists, political violence, and excessive
force against peaceful protesters.
August 1st marked the
official start to the campaign season in Angola. Literally, overnight the city
transformed into an MPLA carnival. The abandonded construction sites that
litter the Luanda landscape miraculously and suddenly came to life. Everywhere
I look, there is an enormous poster of the President’s face surrounded by what
appear to be leftover Christmas lights. Schools have closed and the parties
have begun. Trucks filled with supporters and hundreds of motorcyclists wearing
red helmets with a big yellow star swarm the streets. The term in Portuguese
for this type of activity is “confusão,” literally translated to “confusion.” This seems fitting. The ruling
party is attempting to trick the citizens of Luanda into thinking that
everything is great and that the government is taking care of everyone. They
keep the population complacent with beer and music while subliminally spreading
the message that it’s best to keep things exactly as they are. Don’t rock the
boat. You don’t want war again, do you?
Political campaigns look vastly different than they do in
the US, but I have to wonder if our way isn’t just as manipulative. While
Americans are bombarded by attack ads and personal information about the
candidates that is totally irrelevant, Angolans are attending parties and collecting
free stuff. Both are popularity contests. Republicans and Democrats alike
allege that they want to debate the real issues and the future of the country,
but at the end of the day, it’s all
about winning. It all comes down to which side can make their candidate more
likeable, down to earth, a man who is worthy of sharing a beer with the “average
American.” Perhaps this system here in Angola is more honest. They don’t even
pretend that this election is about the issues affecting the Angolan people –
unemployment, poverty, health, education. No, it’s about who can throw the best
parties and make the most noise. As far
as I know, the youth MPLA are not encouraging healthy political debates at
their block parties. They are blasting music, passing out beers, and adorning
their guests in red, black, and yellow.
The strongest opposition
party, UNITA, is barely visible in the capital, and most believe that the MPLA
will win by a landslide – the legitimacy of that victory will be debatable and
the reaction of the people unpredictable.
The Pausa
As I mentioned before, all
schools in Angola will be closed for one month due to the elections.
Originally, I was told that this break or pausa
would begin on August 15th. On Thursday, August 9th, I went to class at 8:00am
as usual and began teaching. Around 9:00,
a gentleman entered my classroom and told me that the pausa begins NOW and I need to stop
teaching immediately. Knowing that this man was an employee of the university,
but not a member of the administration, I kindly told him that I would continue
my class until it was over at 9:30.
I then discovered from my
students that the night before, the Ministry of Education announced on TV and
radio that the election pausa would begin on the 9th rather the 15th. There was
no reason given, obviously. About half of the students had heard the news, but
the others had not. I was completely in the dark. Once again, I am being forced
to adapt to a situation in which I have no control.
The students are by no
means excited about the pausa. We
just had a 6-week semester break, returned to class for a week and a half, and
now we don’t have classes again. They feel cheated and that their education is
not a priority, which it’s not.
I am also not
enthusiastic about this forced vacation. In another city, I’m sure I would be
pretty fired up about having a month off, but not here. I’m scrambling to find
ways to keep myself busy. Idle time is the enemy in Luanda, but the coloring
helps.
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