A few friends have sought my irrelevant opinion on the momentous, but hardly surprising, ruling by the International Criminal Court today; that ruling leaves me strangely discontented, unsatisfied – like a starving man who has just been fed meat-flavoured air bubbles. The ruling of the Court is decisive but inconclusive, it has completed but not finished – it has neither acquitted nor condemned; it has declared that there is indeed no case to answer – but only because of grave malfeasance. There has been no justice, neither for the victims nor for the accused – process and procedure have triumphed over substance. To paraphrase, some things I do not know, some things I know – but of this, THIS I know: 1,333 fellow citizens in various places around the country did not kill themselves; or incinerate their loved ones; or rape and sodomise themselves; or maim themselves; or forcefully circumcise themselves. Hundreds of thousands did not just mindlessly and for no apparent reason abandon their homes and flee in mortal terror, even as no one pursued them. I also have absolutely no doubt that tribes were not killed, incinerated, maimed, forcefully circumcised, raped or robbed – individual invaluable human beings were, mothers and daughters, fathers and sons! Tribes did not kill, burn, maim, forcefully circumcise, rape and plunder – individual criminals did! Maybe, just maybe, when we do get to understand and accept these facts, then there will be justice for the victims of our national madness of 2007/8; and retribution for those that caused it to happen by their words and their actions – right from the mismanagement of the electoral process to the planning and implementation of the genocide. I too will be in prayer in the coming days – in earnest prayer that those that have been so grievously wronged but have lost all hope of relief shall find strength to continue living; in thankful prayer that there is justice higher than the courts, a justice that is unequivocal; and most importantly, in passionate supplicatory prayer that never again should our nation witness such sorrow and destruction. I am hopeful that my fellow believers, of all faiths, shall in the quiet secrecy of their hearts join me in these prayers – and that even those that do not believe, shall join their empathy to ours in wishing for these things.
If miscarriage of justice can be attributed to God and to prayers where then can the oppressed possibly run to in time of peril? When the oppressors liberally invoke the name of God what is left for the oppressed to invoke? If indeed we have reached a situation in which what money can do no God can undo then religion which has always been the ultimate refuge for the downtrodden will lose meaning and one can’t possibly imagine a better world; for things can never be worse than where we stand today. – Ephraim Njega