Being Over Protective

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am moved by Emmanuel Paulus' letter. Emmanuel wonders why Liberians go to other countries to study and go back home, leaving all the good things they studied at JFK, Brussels or Heathrow Airport. Emmanuel, I want to tell you that I have always wondered the same thing. Just imagine the number of Liberians who graduated from the best Universities in the United States of America during the reign of William Tubman. Imagine those who did the same during the short reign of William Tolbert. With that knowledge and expertise in every field imaginable, why in God's name wasn't a highway built from Monrovia to Harper, Cape Palmas along the coast line of the Atlantic Ocean? Why in the world was the road from Yekepa to Sanniquellie, the home of the OAU, not paved? Why was the road from Bong Mines to Kakata allowed to remain dusty through out Bong Mines' Iron Ore exploitation? Why, my people, why was the Liberian Mining Company allowed to ruin beautiful Bomi County, leaving behind a No-Way-Camp avalanche that buried more than 200 of our people?Look at the 14 other counties. The development of those counties is an eye sore. The living condition of the people in those counties has not changed. Many go bare footed, like days of the 50s and 60s. How passionate were these highly educated Liberians about the masses that many of them talked about? How impassioned were their desires to change Liberia for the better, only to get the government jobs and dry the system through corruption?What lifted my spirit a few days ago was a letter written by Benedict Kojo Brown in which he warned me of reversed discrimination, especially when I continuously scratch my skin whenever I think of the number of Chinese who might be taking over our small space in Liberia. He ended his letter with these words: "Mr Kweme may mean well for Liberia, but I think he is being over-protective."I love that. I love being over protective of my country. That is the only place I know. That is the place my navel string is buried. No matter where I live in this world, nothing new can change that special feeling that continues to burn inside of me. That is why the hope has been that those who, by God's grace, were able to live to tell the story, would go back to Liberia and promise themselves never again to do anything that would cause us to run away from that country. That is why I am for anything that will protect that country from countries like China,who is right now,mad as hell because a guy from Tibet, a country under the Communist Regime, is being honored at the White House in Washington, DC. Why would anyone get mad because someone wants freedom for his people? Is China trying to tell us that what is going on in Sudan is OK? Was Nelson Mandela wrong for wanting freedom for his people in South Africa? Was Rosa Parks an idiot for refusing to give up her seat on a bus to a mean white man? Asking a bigger question, is it wrong for the group we know as "country" people in Liberia to ask those known as "Congo" or "Americo-Liberian" why in the world is Liberia still in the condition it is after 160 plus years of Independence? Is friendly China willing to allow us to ask any question at all?I may not get my wish, but I am praying. Nothing will please me more than to see the Headquarters of Africom built in Liberia. If I had my own way, military dictatorships and those leaders who still believe that keeping their people down forever is the best way to go, especially in 2007, these entities would be history. It is just inconceivable to live in America, see all these good things here, and go back to your home in Africa and drop the vision over the Pacific or Atlantic Ocean.

The Person and the thought

My Name is Cooper Kweme. For some unknown reason, I find writing to be my new phenomenon. This passion started very late in my life. Nevertheless, I am enjoying the fun and I hope that those who read what I write will also find something worthwhile to punder about.



Some of what I write may be considered extremely controversial. Some of the writings may plug feathers into my hat. All in all, I think, this is what it is all about.



I have wrtten a lot. Some of my past writings will be posted here for all to read. They will include letters to the editors and thoughts that overwhelm me as I travel around the globe of life.



I strongly think it is ok for anyone who is literate to write his or her story of life. Keeping what's in your heart a secret will only help to degenerate the longevity that you would otherwise enjoy had you taken the other route.



Let me see what happens as I post this premier blog.