A Hero of Their Time

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On the road out of Harare, we caught a glimpse of this Sword Sticking Out of a Hill type of thing. Looked like something that might be worth checking out when we returned from our safari.

If you read my blog entry on the communist statue orphans of Budapest (click here, it’s awesome!), then you know that I have a fairly inexplicable affection for all things communist. Maybe it’s because the system of governance is such a train wreck, or maybe it’s because the art is often so bad that it’s good….hard to pick between the two. In any case, when my friend Annie mentioned that this monument had ties to North Korea, I immediately decided that this would be a place worth checking out while visiting Harare.

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Heroes Acre is a 57 acre monument dedicated to the freedom fighters of Zimbabwe. It holds the graves of many Zimbabwean freedom fighters, and is located up on a high hill. After I paid my ten dollar non-resident entrance fee, we were escorted to the main part of this expanse by a tour guide who jumped in the car with us.

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According to our guide, work on this monument started in 1981, one year after independence. The design is a collaboration between North Korean and Zimbabwean artists, and the construction materials are reportedly all from Zimbabwe. Looks to me like Senegal wasn’t the African first country to look to North Korea to build its fancy monuments.

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The bronze murals on each perimeter wall depict the struggles of the Zimbabwean people against their Rhodesian oppressors.

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The depictions are decidedly…interesting. The stories told by our guide were certainly interesting as well. Yes, interesting.

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Ahh the hallmarks of a hero. There are actually four (I believe) unknown soldiers buried here- but I like the touch of the three Zimbabweans clutching the flag and weapons. The full color Zimbabwean flag is seen on the wall just behind them. (Hey, at least the dude on the top isn’t holding a baby who is pointing towards New York.)

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Our guide had us climb the steps- which were meant to recreate the great climb of the Zimbabwean people as they fought to gain freedom from their colonial oppressors.

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“According to my research, this is called an obelisk.” explains our guide. Yes, I believe your research is correct. Once at the top, he points out that this obelisk has an eternal flame- which is illuminated from 6PM to 6AM each day. Eternal indeed. It made me think of the street that is closed in front of Mugabe’s residence downtown.

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The view from the top of the monument shows a panoramic view of Harare and its outskirts. Not only can you see the new soccer stadium that was built by China, but down below you can see places reserved for future heroes. From what I hear, the ruling party (the ZANU-PF, which was modeled on other communist parties) has total say over who is named a Zimbabwean hero. Interesting, indeed.

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Looking down upon our armed statues, you can see the stadium seating that is used for funeral services.

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This is the grave of Robert Mugabe’s first wife, Sally, who died in 1992 of kidney failure. She was well-loved here in Zimbabwe. Mugabe now has a new wife, Grace- who is almost half his age. I hear that she is known amongst the locals as “Dis Grace”.

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“And here on this wall you can see Comrade Mugabe.”  I went over to check him out, and a part of me wondered if this mural would always have his face displayed so prominently. Sure, he did a lot for the liberation movement- but me and my white perspective are also cognizant of all the bad that he has exacted during his 32 year reign. To all races in this country.

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Of the 47 heroes buried at the Acre, this is the only white dude. Arthur Guy Clutton-Brock was a British-born agriculturist who came to Zimbabwe as a missionary and helped to foster black-white partnership policies. As far as the number of whites left in Zimbabwe- well, they are not as numerous as they used to be.

Our trip to the Acre was educational on a number of levels. As we were leaving, the guide told Annie that this emblem of national pride has been financially neglected by a government who should be cherishing its heroes (my words, not his). To me this is no great shock- and it kind of serves as a physical representation of the many cracks that exist in how this country is running. We thanked our guide for the informative tour, gave him a tip, and then made our way back into town.
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Heading back into town, we pass one of the most prominent buildings – the Zimbabwe African National Union – Patriotic Front headquarters. In case you weren’t paying attention before,  ZANU-PF is Robert Mugabe’s party.

So this was actually my last stop on our way to the airport. I was sad to be leaving my friend, but there was one more photo that we wanted to capture before leaving. It was a neat billboard that I didn’t quite catch in time on the first pass. Lucky for me, my friend Annie is always game to get a good photo, so we looped back and I made preparations to ensure a picture perfect Kodak moment.

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I take my cues from dudes who stand up in moving vehicles while rolling down the highway. I was definitely going to get my photograph, and Annie’s driving skills were definitely going to keep me alive.

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And…snap! Here it is! What better way to cap off a trip to Zimbabwe than by capturing one more circumcision advert? I thought it was well worth it.

Thanks so much to Annie for being such an amazing hostess. Despite all of the crazy politics that I have casually mentioned in this blog entry- I really do hope that my photos motivate you to come and visit. Heck, if you can keep track of Annie- you might even score a bonus a trip around this wild and wonderful land. There’s simply too much to see!
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