Neo Liberalism: An Enemy of Black Power in Africa?

There are quite a number of definitions of what neo liberalism really means. Since German scholar Alexander Rustow coined the term in 1938, it has had a number of different definitions through the years until now. Broadly speaking, neoliberalism incorporates policies such as the elimination of price controls, a deregulating of capital markets, privatisation, a considerable reduction in state influence and control on the economy, etc. This means that protagonists of neoliberalism will usually push an agenda where the market is free to do what it likes without any state intervention. And more often than not, neoliberalism and capitalism are inseperable. Some scholars have even suggested that neoliberalism is ‘hyper capitalism’.

In South Africa, it is interesting to note that protagonists of neoliberalism are mostly white people who, ironically enough, are generational beneficiaries of state control during Apartheid and the colonial period. It is no secret that the Apartheid government in South Africa intervened to make sure that white people prospered and black people barely even participated in the economy. There are some white owned multinationals that exist today, that were actively assisted by the Apartheid state. Yet when the democratic government introduces policies such as BEE and EE, policies necessitated by the fact that black people were deliberately prohibited from participating in the mainstream economy, the same people call it reverse racism and too much state intervention. But, is neoliberalism really the answer to the problems of Africa? Or is it just a hedge that shields white supremacy and provides a barrier to the accumulation of black power?

Many antagonists of neoliberalism prefer a socialist flavour to policies, especially in Africa where we are dealing with a mass base of people, black people and Africans, who are previously oppressed and were deliberately banned from accumulating wealth. Africans have been living a life of legislated regression and deterioration for centuries. Indeed, I am one of the antagonists of neoliberalism.

Such antagonism is met with fierce critique of any thought patterns with socialist propensity. Everyday we hear about the failures of socialist states and policies. to protagonists of neoliberalism, one failed socialist state is a failure of all socialism. Conveniently, no one mentions the failures of neo liberalism in the world.

Scholars agree that the Great Depression of the 1930s, which brought about high unemployment and extensive poverty, was as a result of economic liberalism. Intellectuals were organised in Paris in 1938 to renew liberalism. Among them were Louis Rouger, Walter Lippmann, Friedrich von Hayek, and Alexander Rustow. While they agreed on the failure of liberalism, they did not move away from it. Instead, they proposed a ‘new kind of liberalism’. Interestingly, when we analyse failed socialist states, we never propose a ‘new kind of socialism’. We rubbish socialism in its entirety.

Post World War II, Chile embarked on neoliberal reforms, led by a group of students that were exposed to Friedman, Arnold Harberger, and Hayek. These included privatisation, deregulation, and a reduction in the role of the state. The policies resulted in widened inequality, a negative impact on wages and working conditions of Chile’s working class. Germany, while embracing neoliberalism, insisted on placing humanistic and social values on par with economic prosperity. They aimed for both market economy and social justice. Protagonists of neoliberalism were outraged, calling this ‘inconsistent aims’.

David Harvey described neoliberalism as a class project designed to impose class on society through liberalism. David M Kotz informed that neoliberalism is “based on the thorough domination of labour by capital”. Sociologist Loic Wacquant argued that neoliberal policy for dealing with social instability among economically marginalised populations following the retrenchment of the social welfare state and rise of the punitive workforce, privatisation of public functions, decrease in collective working class protection via deregulation, rise of underpaid labour is the criminalisation of poverty and mass incarceration in the USA”. And that “by contrast, it is extremely lenient in dealing with those in the upper echelons of society, particularly when it comes to the economic crimes of the priviledged class”.

Neo liberalism promotes, consciously or sub consciously (I believe the former), exploitation and social injustice. It increases inequality, which, in South Africa, is racial. It promotes self over social collective.

The International Monetary Fund (IMF), the most influential proponent of neoliberalism for over five decades, has also admitted the failures of neoliberalism in its article titled Neoliberalism: Oversold?.  In this article, the IMF concedes that instead of delivering growth, some neoliberal policies have increased inequality.

Also, neoliberal economics have a negative distributional effect. In a country like South Africa that has a mass base of people that still have to ‘catch up’ economically, and a white and elite minority that enjoys a bulk of the wealth unjustly, the playing field will never be level if we continue to insist on the current neoliberal capitalist agenda.

Furthermore, in South Africa, where deregulation still exists to an extent, the private sector refuses to transform and transfer skills and wealth despite the albeit weak regulation system we have. I do not want to imagine the fate of the poor and working class in a completely deregulated South Africa.

Maybe it is time people rethink liberalism. Our right to self determination is at stake.

Linda Sidumo is a BCom graduate, a public servant, and chairperson of the Education Access Campaign ( Views expressed are strictly his views and do not represent the views of any organisation or group of persons.



Thoughts Of A Peasant Who Owns An Illusion

The dictionary defines the word peasant as a poor smallholder of low social status and also as an ignorant, rude, or unsophisticated person. My lived experiences, as an individual, somewhat embody both definitions, and more. I am definitely poor, of lower social status than I have promised myself all these years, I have been ignorant more times than I have been enlightened, I have been rude ALL MY LIFE, and I do not aspire to a sophistication that separates me from my people and my Africanness.

In the small town of Cala, where I grew up, the majority of citizens live on less than R10 a day. It is a poor town. And, among the people of Cala, in terms of class and income, it is ridiculous for myself to think of myself as a peasant. One might argue that it is me being spoilt and not appreciating all that I have in a world where many have nothing. I grew up in a world where poverty was (is) normal, a world where those that are poor have taught themselves that poverty is next to Godliness, and those that are not poor think that those that are poor have themselves to blame. This, a world that has beneficiaries of poverty, as if poverty itself is not bad enough. A world of rigid yet non tacit arrangements between melanin and poverty. I grew up around this poverty, a selfish creation of mankind, which has people like myself, the poor, as unwilling participants. But still, among the poorest of the poor, how dare I call myself a peasant?

What is it that I really have? Yes I live in a fancy flat in Gauteng. Yes I drive a car. Yes I have clothes on my back. Yes, I have these things. But, do I really have these things?

Well, if walls could talk, then those that shelter me everyday would tell a simple story, or better yet sing a familiar song, there’s a stranger in my house, yes, that is what they would sing. I, like many others who have a similar living arrangement, do not own this dwelling. I am a stranger helping the real owner pay off his or her bond. I am merely helping someone else own this apartment. The car belongs to the bank, and if anyone who has a car doubts that, try missing a few instalments and you will know who your car belongs to.

All I have, really, is an (the) illusion of comfort and wealth without the real thing. And that illusion is not free, I pay for it with every cent I get from the slavery of capitalism. OMG, I am a peasant who owns an illusion! The only difference between me and a traditional peasant is my Bachelor of Western Dictates on Commerce degree, and an illusion.

To have this illusion is one thing, to pay for it is another. I wake up everyday no later than 05:00 am, I go to work and get back to this apartment whose owner I have only met electronically at 18:00 pm. That means that I spend more than half of MY day working. Those who work will know that when you work, your time is not your time. By 21:00 pm I am asleep. This means that I have only 3 conscious hours to myself in a day. It is starting to seem that even the days of my life are not my own. And all this to pay for an illusion.

This scenario is a class struggle of mega proportions. The working class, although working to co create wealth, will never be wealthy in their lifetime unless under extraordinary circumstances. Wealth, for them, is extraordinary. Poverty is ordinary. Someone else enjoys their work, because they sure as hell do not enjoy it themselves. Wealth is not the natural and inevitable consequence of hard work and enterprise, because if it was I would be writing about the generational wealth I am enjoying due to my forefathers’ hardwork throughout the centuries. Instead I am writing, contemplating about wether or not I am a peasant. Wealth is a consequence of ownership. In South Africa, ownership is a consequence of the absence of melanin and class mobility. There goes my chances!

That’s not the scary part. The scary part is that we have become comfortable in our discomfort. We believe our own illusion. We are slaves to a white capitalist order, yet we believe that it is this very same order that will emancipate us. The ground we walk on houses the graves of our ancestors, yet the ground itself, the land, is not ours. How dare we bury our forefathers in their oppressor’s backyard?! We have failed them.

Are we a people in our own right or are we an extension of western imperialism? Must we, to be a civilisation in our own right, exist within the dictates of western style capitalism and all its illusions? Must our children, in order to own themselves, become outcasts in a neo colonialism order we are participants in?


We must fight for something more than just illusions. Rainbows are nice to watch, but we cannot eat them, we cannot drink them. They are illusions. I am 28 years old, and I have been walking on a rainbow for 22 years and there is still no pot of gold.

One thing is most certainly not an illusion, and that is the nexus between land and liberty.

Is this blog even mine?

Linda Sidumo is a BCom graduate, a public servant, and chairperson of the Education Access Campaign (EAC). Views expressed are strictly his own personal views and do not represent the views of any organisation or group of people.




Sparrows and Fallists: Lessons of the New Year

A rapper once said “this shit is for the birds, and the birds fly South”. I do not know what this statement means, I do not know why I am even mentioning it, but somehow it sounded relevant to South Africa and the events of the early days of 2016. One thing is for sure, in reference to both the rapper’s statement and the events of early 2016 in South Africa, if birds were racist, then South Africa is the South they should be flying to, for there is no country where racism thrives in Africa than in the country that lies in the southern-most tip of Africa. Our very own beloved South Africa.

Racism has been rearing its ugly head in this country for almost four hundred years now, with black people being on the receiving end in that entire period. And contrary to popular (or hopeful) belief, racism was not defeated in 1994, and neither was Apartheid. Yes Apartheid is not “legal” anymore, but its devastating legacy lives on in South Africa, with the black majority suffering the most as a direct consequence of that legacy. Segregation in South Africa gave rise to structural discrimination and prejudices and material disadvantages for the black majority. And as if that was not enough, degrading names and terms were given to the black majority by the white minority: kaffirs, monkeys, baboons, savages, barbarians, the list is endless. This was not a mistake, it is part of a genius and deliberate plan that sought to ensure that inferiority in terms of race and material conditions is a solid black identity surpassing all other alternative African identities. Racism in South Africa is a centuries long indoctrination. For centuries, white people have been indoctrinated to hate blacks, and black people have been indoctrinated to hate themselves. The difference in material conditions of whites and blacks gives rise to white arrogance, which is a contributing factor in the race complex we have in this country. That is why we have the Sparrows of this world who have the arrogance to go on social and public platforms and call an entire indigenous and majority group of people monkeys. That is why we have the Harts who have the arrogance to say black people hate white people. Uhm, excuse me, but were we not the ones who were quick to forgive crimes that were never acknowledged in the first place? Maybe my logic is too simple, but mine tells me that if we hated whites there would be no rainbow nation. It would not exist even as the myth that it is. This arrogance is why a white news anchor consciously or sub consciously expected a black minister to pronounce an English word perfectly; the EPITOME of white supremacist thinking.

Enter the fallists. In my own humble definition, fallism is the idea that any injustice, whether it be of a social, political, economic, or other nature, and any person or persons participating and/or perpetuating such injustice, must fall and cease to exist. In my view, fallists are heroes. They do not tolerate injustice. They would rather have nothing than have anything built on injustice. And fallists are everywhere: in the branches of different political parties, on the streets, in government, in the private sector, in civil society, on facebook, on twitter, on instagram, everywhere. In fact, fallism cuts across political organisational boundaries. When the agenda is fallist, people unite. Penny Sparrow, Gareth Cliff, Andrew Barnes, and Chris Hart, to mention but a few, have proven not to be immune to fallist wrath. Their fall may not necessarily signal the fall of all racism, but it does signal the intolerance of South Africans to racism. We have had more than enough. Enough was enough a hundred years ago. Racism, and its lieutenants, must and will fall. Now those who dislike fallists will say “but you always want things to fall, you never build”. Well, by calling for the fall of racism and racists, they are actually building a non racial nation. They are building human dignity for black people; human dignity that was stolen together with the land.

Black people are starting to realise that, although they are poor, their numbers are power. You see that when they rally behind a cause for the fall of injustices. That power must be centralised and leveraged for the total emancipation of black people here and in the whole of Africa. It must be leveraged to support ideas such as #BuyBlack towards the realisation of  what I call the black economy, because it is my view that the only way to change the material conditions of black people, and hence rid society of structural racism and white arrogance, is for black people themselves to be active participants in their own wealth creation and class mobility. No one will do it for us. We cannot complain of white monopoly capital, and in the same breath buy everything we want to buy from the same white monopoly capital. It is good for racism to fall, but if the black faced poverty of our country does not fall together with racism, racial arrogance will always be a problem in our country (and in our beaches!).

One thing can never be denied: black people are tired of being the scum of the world. They are tired of being the wretched of the earth. Our humanity has been trampled on for far too long, it is time we get it back, and if things must fall for us to achieve that, then they will fall.

My name is Linda Sidumo and I, in the midst of all that is happening, call on South Africans to #BuyBlack and help change the material conditions of black people in our country. If we do not, our own fall is inevitable.


Linda Sidumo is a BCom graduate, an employee in the Transport industry, and chairperson of the Education Access Campaign. Views expressed are strictly his own and do not represent those of any other organisation or group of persons.