For the many Zimbabweans under the age of thirty-seven, the end of the brutal Mugabe era is a vista-shifting, imagination-opening opportunity. More cautious voices from civil society and opposition parties caution against both euphoria and complacency: Mugabe, they warn, may be gone, but his zanu-P.F. party, so closely associated with both his failures and cruel excesses, remains in power.
A vibrant economy collapsed, as his obsession with threats to his rule from within his own party paralyzed government. Rising levels of poverty went hand in hand with corruption and cronyism, meaning that, just as in the classic abuser-victim cycle, the same government that had destroyed livelihoods masqueraded as the benevolent provider of everything from food to tractors, and in return demanded that the recipients give the President their votes.
Among Mugabe’s most effective instruments, and one that he deployed frequently, was his extraordinary voice. It may seem odd to outsiders, but Mugabe’s speeches were one of the ways he held sway over his country. They contained sweeping phrases invoking
In his thirty-seven years in power, Mugabe tyrannically centralized power around his person, both at the national level and at the level of his political party, to such a degree that he seemed invincible. With longevity came decrepitude. Since he won a controversial election in 2013, his government has been battling an economy that, unlike his party, was not willing to bend to his will. As Tendai Biti, a government critic and former finance minister, pithily retorted, you can rig elections but you can’t rig the economy.
Grace Mugabe is a combative figure whose entry into politics, three years ago, will be studied by historians as the beginning of her husband’s downfall. Ambitious and polarizing, Grace Mugabe worked with a coterie of advisers referred to as the G40, a cabal made up almost entirely of men and women who did not fight in the war for independence.
Grace Mugabe was at the center of the “King Lear”-like chain of events over the last two weeks that led to Mugabe’s fall. On November 4th, the President and First Lady spoke at a rally in Bulawayo, Zimbabwe’s second-largest city. In something of a Ceausescu moment, the First Lady was loudly booed by the crowd as she took the microphone, angering both her and the President. (The couple also spoke in Shona, Zimbabwe’s most widely spoken language, in a predominantly Ndebele-speaking city.)
A week later, the commander of the Zimbabwean Army, Major General Constantino Chiwenga, issued a warning that the Army would intervene if needed for the stability of the country. Three days later, Zimbabweans awoke to an image they had only ever seen on television in other nations: an Army general in fatigues appeared, announcing that the military was acting to address “criminal elements” around the President, but that Mugabe was safe.
He fooled no one. It was an all-out bid by the Army’s top leadership, war veterans, and the old guard of zanu-P.F. for state power, meant to strengthen Mnangagwa. The idea of power passing from Mugabe to his wife and young advisers was inconceivable and unconscionable to the Party, the Army, and war veterans. Together, they acted to prevent it.
Yet, when he finally spoke, Mugabe’s speech was bizarre and disjointed. He declared that Zimbabweans were “generally peaceably disposed people . . . with a givenness to resolving our differences ourselves, and with a level of dignity, discipline, and restraint so rare to many other nations.”
He announced an entrepreneurial and business-development program, and encouraged the nation to put “shoulder to the wheel” and prepare for the agricultural season. In a rambling conclusion, he promised he would preside over a meeting of the same zanu-P.F. Party that had fired him that day. It became clear that this was not Mugabe’s last speech but, rather, his last stand.
The following day, deflated Zimbabweans traded rumors via text and WhatsApp messages: Mugabe was hanging on, he did not even know that he had been fired, he would serve out his full term. That afternoon, Parliament placed a motion to impeach him on the grounds that ranged from the comical to the serious: not only had he grown so infirm that he fell asleep at international meetings to the “horror, consternation, and shame of Zimbabweans,” he had also abetted corruption by his favored G40 ministers. Faced with the humiliation of his failures being dragged into the open in Parliament, Mugabe finally resigned.
It is also uncertain whether the military, the jack-in-the-box that pushed Mugabe out of office, will be content to return to its box. And it is not clear what kind of leader Mnangagwa will be. In his only statement since the crisis began, Zimbabwe’s next President said that rebuilding the nation to its “full glory is not a job for zanu-P.F. alone.” Whether Mnangagwa plans to govern inclusively and break with the Mugabe past remains to be seen.
What is undeniable is the widespread joy among Zimbabweans at the fall of Mugabe. In the end, Zimbabwe’s founding father was a pathetic figure, hounded out of office by his party, his legacy in ruins, undone by vanity that blinded him from seeing that the nation he brought into being was, finally, bigger than he was.
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