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Rumba Under FIre: Music as Morale and Morality in Music at the Frontlines of the Congo

Chapter of: Rumba under Fire: The Arts of Survival from West Point to Delhi(pp. 201–230)

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TitleRumba Under FIre
SubtitleMusic as Morale and Morality in Music at the Frontlines of the Congo
ContributorJudith Verweijen(author)
DOIhttps://doi.org/10.21983/P3.0134.1.17
Landing pagehttps://punctumbooks.com/titles/rumba-under-fire/
Licensehttps://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/4.0/
CopyrightVerweijen, Judith
Publisherpunctum books
Published on2016-02-29
Long abstractWe are like refugees. We move around like refugees, we live like refugees, we eat like refugees. Yet, the refugees are better off, they get humanitarian aid from the United Nations, but we do not. Lieutenant Kalupala is fuming. The soldiers of the armed forces of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, the Forces Armées de la République Démocratique du Congo (FARDC), never tire of pointing out their miserable living conditions and the hardships to which they are exposed. There’s always hunger. If you’re lucky you get food twice a day, but never meat. Meat is too expensive. So there is rice and beans, or ugali, the doughy stuff made from cassava or maize flour that is a staple food in large parts of the eastern Congo. It’s never enough. So you buy extra food and if you lack the money you smoke. Bangi. Ganja. Stuff, you know. It makes the hunger dis-appear. But sergeant Affasha does not like to smoke. It’s bad, he says. It makes you mjinga. You get crazy and then you start doing crazy things. The devil will walk behind you and you lose control. He rather drinks. Alcohol. Not the strong liquor in plastic bags like Furaha or BT. He mostly drinks kanyanga, a brew made from cassava and maize waste. You drink just some, in the morning, before you go to the roadblock. Then you feel much better, because the roadblock duty is long and boring. But kanyanaga helps. And it’s very cheap.
Page rangepp. 201–230
Print length30 pages
LanguageEnglish (Original)