He was driving his brand new Range Rover towards the Cabinet offices knowing too well that it was lunchtime. He had been one of the cabinet ministers in the three past governments and therefore, the geography of the place wasn’t of a problem. The guards, cleaners and office orderlies including the Secretary to the Cabinet Dr. Chisi knew the famous diplomat. He was the emblem of a true patriot and a true Zambian Minister. His conduct and way of politics had an indelible mark in the political circles. He helped to shape a number of current political players from being non-entities to political giants. His figure was well known and therefore, no one could question his presence in the most influential government building. He was one of the first occupants of the buildings and since he helped sketch the blue prints, Mwaanga was a celebrity within the government corridors. So many times he was called back to help stabilize the untold political friction among the Cabinet Ministers a

 ‘Allow me to call the guest member to the Insaka ladies and gentlemen,’ said Mwaanga and beckoned for the Secretary to the Cabinet who sat within hearing range. The huge and probably the youngest member joined the meeting and took a center chair for all to see and possibly approve.‘I don’t need to introduce this well-known son of the soil, we all know the man. Our cry has been his cry, and on unfriendly ground, we bounced into each other and he confessed to this fact. Therefore, Dr. Chisi you are welcome to this gathering of old men and feel free to oppose and propose. Us we are old, so we’ll rely on your youthful wisdom for guidance. Our objective is well known – regime change is all we want and nothing more. However, I should mention that this is a sextet and it can never be more or less, therefore, we’ll make use of your welcome services to the best of our opportunities. ’‘It has been clear that Democracy has killed our country, and from our previous deliberations we set

 The tempers were raising meanwhile the clock was ticking, the capitalists had gathered in their usual place. It was time to do the extraordinary and help the bunch of old Zambian politicians think like the British.‘The status quo remained the same, they are going to remain like that!’ stressed Bradford. ‘We will not allow them to bring in anymore person in their group, once beaten twice shy so it goes.’‘How is our lady, is she doing well so far?’ asked Taylor.‘I think she is doing okay, we allowed her to lose the bid of taking over KCM in order to allow her friend get it. It’s part of the game, she needed to win and lose some.’John Cruise sat at the corner watching the deliberations with the interest of the toddler noting every point. He gave himself an additional role of auditing the debates and offered alternatives to the flaws. He was very analytical and tactical in the way he approached numerous issues.‘The current happenings at the National Dialogue Forum are a s

 She was living her life to the full. Everything around her seemed to be clapping for her achievements. The dark impoverished and thorn stricken life in Chingola was now a very faint memory in her past. The sweet fruits of her sweet enshrouded the bitter past. To crown it all, the very people of Chingola and Kabundi in particular were there to witness the glorious achievements of the lady they once knew as low class. Subi Industries now owned the entire glory of Chingola. However, the proprietor did not have a reason to sit back with folded arms, she looked ahead for more wealth and properties. She welcomed the demon for more wealth and prosperity into her life.Subi sat in her magnificent office in Kitwe Haile Selassie Avenue near the Parklands Park. She left the largest mine in the Copperbelt in the hands of Stephardo and his team. Her advisors were strong on this point and ensured that no new management was hired for the sake of institutional memory. To her surprise, the com

 The Duke of Lancaster was on the phone with Kristalina Georgieva, the President of the International Monetary Fund while Bradford was vomiting instructions to David Malpass, the World Bank President. These were the last institutions this group of capitalists was going to invoke to bring about a smooth transition of power in the Southern African country. These pure British citizens who belonged to the elite world tycoons and financiers were at liberty to dictate terms to any sovereign country on the face of the earth.The English Capitalists belonged to the group known as the ‘Holders of the light’ introduced by Adam Weishaupt in 1776. The first members were about two thousand followers composed of the most intelligent men in the field of Arts and Letters: Education, the Sciences, Finance and Industry. With the passing of time, the aspirations of the initiators were realized using the moneylenders’ power. It was a proved fact that he who has the Gold makes the rules. Countries