I have walked along the edge of the River Thames many times over the past few years, and am fascinated always by the turmoil on the surface of the water around the pillars of the bridges when the tides change. The rise and fall can be as much as 24 feet, and take hours of struggle between ebb and flow.

As Zimbabwe confronts the results of its latest election I think of the great currents ripping beneath that country’s surface, and know that only those there can properly feel or appreciate them. I hope that in this time of flux all that is good and true in Zimbabwe will stand firm in the great swirl of its political life.

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