I just can’t explain many things. Things that are taken for granted in southern Africa are treasonous in East Africa. There are obvious ways to make money easily, so why do you have to work so hard to make all the farmers rich first?
The United Kingdom is better in this respect, but the most outrageous thing is the United States. A century ago, when faced with the economic crisis, they all knew how to provide work-for-relief, but a century later, they only know how to hand out money, as if this can solve all problems once and for all.
If you think about it carefully, in the eyes of the Wall Street capitalists in the United States, to paraphrase British sociology professor Zygmunt Bauman, in the industrial era, poverty on the one hand means poverty, and on the other hand it also represents labor resources, and the poor are still a little bit poor.
value.
But after entering the consumer society of overproduction, without the ability to consume, we are not even a healthy human being.
So the idea of sending money directly is to trouble you to treat yourself as an individual first.
For a certain real estate businessman, it is even simpler. Since there are endless commodities just by printing money, why bother to produce them so hard.
A century ago, the United States could provide "relief for work" because the infrastructure construction in the United States was still at a relatively primitive level. In the 21st century, the United States is already a highly economically developed business society, and there is no need to build infrastructure at all.
As for sustainable development
Sorry, the real estate developers themselves don’t know how long they can be president. Maybe after four years of service, they will hand over the power of power to the eager opposition party. So, is the hard work of infrastructure construction just a wedding dress for competitors?
So it's not that he doesn't understand, even if he doesn't understand, the elites around him also understand.
But the strange thing is that here, in an era where everyone pretends to be confused, even after competitors come to power, they simply hand out money. As for the future of the United States, that is a matter for future Americans.
Marin definitely lived in the present. He brought four trucks, two of which were loaded with food, one truck was loaded with clothing, and the last truck was loaded with tents and other living supplies.
There was also an off-road vehicle sitting on several doctors and nurses who were transferred from the field hospital. These were sent out of consideration for epidemic prevention. The sanitary conditions in the refugee camp were very poor, and a large-scale infection might break out.
Diseases must be prevented.
"Grant, ask a few people to unload the truck. We have to do something." Marin was compassionate, and he was also a member of the Commonwealth, so he had to talk a little bit about it.
Grant didn't need to do it himself. There were many people on the other side of the barbed wire fence. Grant wasn't afraid that opening the door would cause a commotion among the refugees. He just so carelessly ordered dozens of gangsters to come over and let them unload it themselves.
These supplies are prepared for these refugees, so I want Grant to serve them, dream!
At this time, we can see how much fun the black guys can have in hard work. They are obviously working, and they are not paid a penny. The most they can get is an extra box of lunch meat.
A certain special rhythm was bouncing, and a few girls on the other side of the barbed wire started clapping and singing, no one knew what they were happy about.
"With this feeling, what can I do to open up wasteland and grow something to support my family?" Grant thought hard and couldn't figure it out.
If a helicopter could fly into the sky at this time, we would be able to see that there is a world of difference in the level of economic development between the two countries, which are only separated by a barbed wire fence.
The area around Lake Victoria has always been a fertile land, the kind of fertile land where anything you plant can yield abundant results.
Of course, you can't just sow and ignore everything. There must be some management, otherwise there will probably be no harvest. God will bless his people, but not lazy people.
The plants here in East Africa are indeed very lush. If you look down from the air, you will see lush grasslands or shrubs everywhere, extending from the shores of Lake Victoria to the horizon. The grasslands here are not the kind that can only be seen in shallow grass without horse hooves, but are blown by the wind.
The grass is as low as that of cattle and sheep, and is as tall as a person. It is so dense and vigorous that even the grass can grow so well, and there is no problem in growing crops.
In southern Africa, all the farms stretch for dozens of kilometers from Lake Victoria to the border.
Adhering to the tradition of southern Africa, the woods are used as the dividing line between farms. The wooden houses dotted in the streets are all painted with bright colors for antiseptic purposes. The red, white and yellow ones are full of love for life and endless love at a glance.
common economic level.
There are also rainy and dry seasons around Lake Victoria every year, so these anti-corrosion paints need to be painted every year. This is a huge expense. If you don't have money, you really can't afford it.
All kinds of vehicles are parked next to all the wooden houses. Pickups are indispensable, and there are also many large agricultural machinery. There are more cows and sheep wagging their tails leisurely and munching grass. Occasionally, naughty shepherd dogs rush over.
, the sheep scattered like flowers, and the cows were always angry, but unfortunately they couldn't catch up when they were angry.
The opposite side of the barbed wire fence is equally lush.
It's a pity that this place is not a farm, but a primitive state with no trace of human development. The tribes that appear occasionally are all thatched huts with thatched roofs. The people squatting beside the fences around the tribes are idle guys.
No matter how lazy they are, they are unwilling to take a few more steps when it is convenient.
"No one else is planting, but your family is the only one who is harvesting it before it is ripe." Marin was sad for his misfortune, but there must be something hateful about poor people.
By the way, the main method of production for Africans is gathering. After collecting food around the tribe, they go to distant places. They have no sense of private property. What they see is their own. In this case, we need to implement the Southern African method.
The farm system is indeed a bit difficult.
"If you ask me, you shouldn't pay attention to them and let them fend for themselves." Grant just hated it. Every day, many East Africans stretched out their hands to beg from the National Guard officers and soldiers through the barbed wire fence. It is true that some people were unable to eat.
They handed over the finished chocolates, but instead of receiving their gratitude, this actually encouraged this behavior even more.
It’s not that I’m not grateful, but I’m not grateful to the person who gave me the gift, but to their God.
Maybe they thought it was because of God's will that they could get food
Oh oh oh oh, I suddenly remembered that many Western families are like this. They pray before eating. Most of the content is to thank God for giving them food. Looking at it this way, Westerners are not much more civilized than Africans.
Before Marin could speak, there was a sudden noise from the truck.
A little black guy just unloaded a box of lunch meat from the truck. He probably had been hungry for a long time, so he just opened the box and took out a can and broke it.
The National Guard soldiers supervising nearby stopped him immediately.
Xiao Hei was holding it in his hands and yelling while opening the package. He probably meant that the lunch meat was going to be given to them anyway, early in the morning and late in the evening. Since he had done the work, he had the right to eat it first.
This seems to be logically consistent. When primitive societies collected food, everyone shared it together, and those who did the work could share more.
But this is already the 20th century. In 1890, Britain and Germany carved up East Africa, and East Africa was assigned to the United Kingdom. Before that, the United Kingdom had already implemented colonial rule in East Africa for decades.
Apart from anything else, the British are very experienced in colonial rule.
Therefore, even the British failed to bring East Africans from primitive society to modern society, and most of southern Africa could not.
"Put it down, or I will be rude to you." The National Guard soldier wearing the rank of sergeant was very angry. Although these foods were prepared for refugees, although these lunches were pulled from the strategic reserve warehouse after the shelf life had expired to the naked eye.
Come out, although the gangsters did indeed do the work, the National Guard must have the final say on how the food is distributed.
So just when Xiao Hei was feasting, the sergeant's rifle butt swung over fiercely and hit Xiao Hei's neck hard.
Xiao Hei fell to the ground and fainted without saying a word.
This stirred up a hornet's nest. The East Africans did not dare to resist the East African colonial government officials, but they were very brave against these usually pleasant-looking National Guard soldiers.
So dozens of gangsters immediately came over and tightly surrounded the sergeant who took action.
I dare not take action.
But if someone shouts at this time, the situation may become extremely chaotic.
Boom!
Grant fired a warning shot, rushed over, kicked the black guy in front of him, and hit the other black guy on the head with his backhand.
Immediately the blood started to flow.
Dozens of Xiaohei wanted to flee in all directions in an instant. A pile of scattered sand is how to describe this situation.
"Stand where you are, no one is allowed to move!" Grant yelled, trying to take the opportunity to escape into southern Africa?
If you think too much, if these East Africans dare to escape into southern Africa, they will be rounded up by the surrounding farmers in minutes. Guys who enter southern Africa privately can be sent directly to the mines after being caught, and the rewards will still be very generous.
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At this time, the East Africans on the other side of the barbed wire fence had noticed what was going on here.
Seeing one of their own being beaten and surrounded by dozens of National Guard soldiers, the East Africans here became very angry. They rushed to the barbed wire fence, roared in an unintelligible dialect, and started to rush against the barbed wire fence angrily.
The barbed wire was clattering like a lone boat on the sea when a storm hit.
Boom!
Marin also fired a warning shot.
The East African at the front calmed down immediately.
But the East Africans at the back were not calm. Many people probably thought that there was a row of people in front of them and the 5.56mm light machine gun bullets would not cause harm to them, so they were very safe hiding behind the crowd. Not only did they make loud noises, but they also tried their best to shoot at them.
Forward thrust.
Push your compatriots forward.
The greatest evil in human nature was vividly demonstrated at this time. The people closest to the barbed wire fence were women and children. They were the first to stand up and try to help their companions, but their companions used them as shields to rush to the front.