Saturday, April 16, 2016

Civil society, arise!

Recent events in the judicial and political environments of our country betray a curious duality – the strength as well as the fragility of our constitutional democracy.

It has been heartening to see that despite the alarming decay witnessed in two of the three arms of government, the judiciary is as robust and effective as it has ever been. 

The fact that we are celebrating Justice Mogoeng’s seminal constitutional ruling is nevertheless instructive. In dark times the faintest ray of light does much to inspire flagging hope. Not least when a grim sense of despair casts a forbidding shadow, as it has over our once hopeful nation.

Not unlike the proverbial deer under headlights, we seemed as those incapacitated by the advance of emboldened purveyors of corruption, along with the accompanying sense of impunity.

Though we are by no means out of the woods, civil society has been given a propitious platform upon which to mount a spirited counter offensive against those intent on destroying our blood-wrought democracy.

If anything, what the Zuma administration has given us is a needed wake-up call from the post-apartheid slumber that naively relinquished all civic power to politicians who are universally known for their corruptibility.

Citizens of our fledgling democracy would do well to pay attention to the words often mistakenly attributed to Thomas Jefferson – eternal vigilance is the price of liberty!

Jefferson’s sobriety about the delicacy of democracy is further reinforced by his prescient caution - “the tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants”

The devastating civil war that almost tore apart the US only a few decades after his death underlines the breadth of his perception.

Thankfully we are yet to arrive at that place. We would nevertheless be well advised to abandon our misplaced sense of exceptionalism that imagines us impervious to such misadventure. 

It is time for civil society to wake up from its untimely slumber, lest we wake up to find one-day a howling wasteland where a promising country once promised to bloom.