Losing the battle

28 09 2007

One of the absurdities of employing staff in Zimbabwe is the “system” of allowances. Those earning a wage (as opposed to a salary) are entitled to a host of allowances for lighting, fuel, water, accommodation and transport. This is one of the few countries I know of that does this. I have worked in a number of countries in jobs where I definitely earned a wage and it was a case of; here is your pay, do what you like with it. It was my choice where I wanted to live and how much I wanted to pay for transport etc. Here the allowances are set by often less than amicable agreement between representatives of the employers’ union, the workers’ union(s) and the NEC. The National Employment Council was set up by the government in one of its very few moments of clear thinking to arbitrate between the various unions and facilitate agreement on minimum wages and other issues. In reality it’s just issues pertaining to money.

The wages for agriculture and horticulture (which for some reason is believed to be more lucrative and therefore must pay more) have been increased massively to cope with rampant inflation. Allowances, which were truly pitiful, have also increased but the various unions agreed that the employer must pay the actual cost of transport. This is fine where staff take a bus to work but not very helpful where there is no transport or they choose not to use it. You might think that it would be easy to see what the actual cost is of a bus. Think about that for a bit. What third world bus conductor issues any form of ticket or receipt? My labour force for the most part live about 4km away and have always walked even when there was a semblance of a transport service; transport allowance went straight to the pocket as one would expect!

Today I went with a senior foreman and the workers’ committee to the local NEC offices to try and break the deadlock on what transport allowance I would offer. My initial offer was nil; what is the incurred cost of walking? New shoes? I supply those anyway. No, I did not expect to get away with that but one must always start out as low as possible. Progress was slow until the CE called in and suggested that we go with a proportional system, i.e. find out what a bus elsewhere cost and pay a proportion for the distance walked (this would be fairer on those who actually did some distance compared with those who live very close by). I immediately saw  that with current inflation we would have monthly rows over what the bus was now charging (inflation is about 10000% remember?). So when a fixed value was suggested for all those not living on the premises, increasing by the same percentage as the wage each month, I reluctantly gave in and agreed to it. It will increase by about 35% over the next 4 months. OK, call me heartless, but I am tired of the tail wagging the dog and being told what bonuses they will work for (but that’s another chapter). Anyway, I am not supposed to be increasing my prices (I have anyway) so how am I supposed to cover these increases? This whole system worked much better when the allowances were so low as to be meaningless and I just had to keep increase the wage to keep people working for me.

In the meantime the NEC is going to look for a better definition of incurred actual cost of transport but in an aside the official who was mediating said it was not going to happen as the current situation benefited the employees’ union. So I guess I won that war. Of course next month the labourers will come to me and complain that their wages are insufficient so we will have to up them (which is also illegal) just to keep going. So I could be prosecuted for increasing wages AND prices!





The answer is chocolate

26 09 2007

I have been going through a bad patch recently; the multiple stresses of living in Zimbabwe coupled with a disastrous personal life have led me to “lean on” various friends. I have always got on better with women than men and no, I am not gay either, it’s just the way it is. Men have been better friends in the sense that I know that I can ask them for any type of non-emotional help. Women have been closer friends; I can share my emotional problems with them that I would never dream of taking to my male friends.

Stef lives in Bonn, Germany and I have known her ever since she was a back packer here in 2000 and I looked after her for two weeks while she recovered from malaria. Debbi is the wife of Austin, the sports doctor and together they run my local gym. I am vaguely related to her; one of my cousins is married to her sister. On hearing of my troubles, Stef offered me written comfort and offered to send me some chocolate. At the gym this lunchtime, Debbi saw my long face and offered me a chocolate biscuit. I do like chocolate but have never believed it to be mentally uplifting. Is this a girl thing?





First Rain

23 09 2007

We had our first storm yesterday evening. It was all noise and not a lot of action, but there was enough rain to give that exquisite smell of rain on hot ground that to me is so African. In the past I have always associated it with hope. Hope of a good season, hope of new growth, hope of good things. This year I am having difficulty with hope. The light at the end of the tunnel has not been turned off to save power, it has been stolen and no-one can afford the replacement cost. I suppose it does not help that I am desperately lonely with no real solution in sight. Fortunately I do have Jenni, and though I know she loves me, she is still a dog and conversation is difficult.

I went flying on Friday afternoon with a friend who has a private pilot’s licence. I could not bear to be around the office any longer and needed a change of scenery so when Rob offered to take me up I jumped at the opportunity. I have no problem with light aircraft though I do wish they could be a little quieter. Flying for me is a release, not least because you HAVE to concentrate on the task at hand and all other worries are temporarily forgotten. I guess being above the source of all my problems also helps in a psychological way! We went up for an hour over the training area adjoining the small private airport north-west of Harare. It was interesting to see the area from the air as normally it is a highly productive farming area. Things have not been normal in agriculture for some years now and it showed in the hopelessly late and pathetic crops of wheat that have still not flowered. A number of once neat greenhouses are now just remnants of tattered plastic. Large areas of the bush have burned and even Grace M’s house that she “acquired” from a local successful businessman/farmer has succumbed to flames. Pyrrhic justice in the truest sense but she will simply “acquire” another if she feels like it. Quite a lot of land has been prepared for the coming wet season but it is obvious that the “new farmers” have neither the money nor skills to farm through the dry season with irrigation and must rely on the coming rains. It does not help that the electricity supply is often too erratic to be of use.





Big Brother’s Back

21 09 2007

I have it on very good authority that our emails and other electronic communications are now being monitored. I have commented on this elsewhere but now it is a reality but I am still sceptical that the powers that be can do very much with what must be a flood of information containing the key words that they are looking for, most of which will have no bearing on any “security” issue. The logistics of manually reading every email that has been filtered are enormous for any organization. I say this because I am in the process of completing the “Form of an annual return of a company” which is required to do for any companies that you own. On the back page “company” is spelt wrong three times, twice as “comapny” and  once as “Comapnies”. If the spell checker cannot get it right…





On strike

19 09 2007

The ZIMRA (tax authority) people are out on strike this week. It means that I don’t have to worry too much about doing any tax returns for last month. It also means that if you want to bring back goods from South Africa all you have to do is pay R10 (about Z$400000) to a customs official and you can bring back whatever you like! It’s pretty good money for the customs people too, it certainly beats taking home Z$3m a month!





Perceptions

18 09 2007

A BBC World Service radio report this morning said that Zimbabwe was closer than ever to total collapse. That is undoubtedly true, but it did not say how far away the total collapse is; tomorrow, next year? You would not have thought so driving around today. There was still substantial traffic on the roads and nothing to suggest that collapse is imminent which is rather what the newsreader said. I am not at all sure that Zimbabwe will “collapse” whatever that means. Diamonds and platinum are still pouring out of the ground and more people are leaving the country to send back more money. I am still very aware of new building going on and there are still new luxury cars appearing on the road. Of course we are all still making a plan to get food and other essentials. It’s all by word of mouth and casual conversation. You know somebody who can give you the phone number of someone else who has eggs for sale. Etc.

Also in the same report was Mark Malloch-Brown (member of the British cabinet) who seemed to think that if the world got behind Thabo Mbeki’s peace initiative significant pressure could be brought to bear on Robert Mugabe. For those not aware, Mbeki has for some time now been behind talks in Pretoria between the two major political parties in Zimbabwe. The main opposition, the MDC, is hopelessly divided and to show their contempt, the governing ZANU-PF did not even bother showing up for the opening of the discussions. They hold all the cards so what is there to negotiate? I would guess that these talks about talks have been ongoing for at least two months with no noticeable results. I would have expected more from Mr Malloch-Brown who is an old UNDP hand with a lot of African experience.





It’s appropriate

14 09 2007

I suppose if you look hard enough in any collection of quotes that you will find one appropriate for whatever you want. Anyway, I rather like this one:

Civil disobedience, that’s not our problem. Our problem is that people are obedient all over the world in the face of poverty and starvation and stupidity, and war, and cruelty. Our problem is that people are obedient while the jails are full of petty thieves, and all the while the grand thieves are running the country. That’s our problem.
~ Howard Zinn

I leave it to you to find out who Howard Zinn was/is. There are loads more at: http://vagabox.com/BTB%2001.html 





Shocking

13 09 2007

On Tuesday afternoon I spent an hour with the labour discussing wage issues. Not surprisingly they wanted more and not surprisingly we resolved nothing; I am not allowed to increase prices so how can I pay them more? So, it came as something of a shock yesterday when a customer asked me if I’d heard anything about the new wage increases. I phoned up the NEC (National Employment Council) who arbitrates wage issues and yes, wages had increased, by 767%! Now I have yet to sit down at a computer and check it all out but I’m pretty sure we cannot absorb that and continue to operate. I can go to the Price Control Commission and apply to be allowed to increase my prices but as my book keeper pointed out, do I really want to draw attention to myself? Will they PCC be quick enough, even if they do approve an increase, to save us? The only thing in our favour is that the increase is not actually 767% for us as we were paying five times the official wage anyway, but in the same time frame I have only put up our prices 20%. I know that other businesses are putting up prices in defiance of the law and just hoping for the best but I’m not sure if I want to chance a 6 month jail term as I deal quite a lot with Joe Public and it just takes one to complain…

A customer came in last week and bought 30 hybrid cabbage seedlings, 20 brinjals (open pollinated) and 10 tomato seedlings (open pollinated). Total cost; less than US$1.





Wanna bus ticket?

11 09 2007

Like just about everything in Zimbabwe at the moment, the price of bus tickets is regulated. Like just about everything that’s price regulated in Zimbabwe at the moment, people have found a way around the price regulations. I have the following information first hand from one of my foremen who went to the Eastern Highlands a couple of weekends ago.

The bus conductor does not sell the tickets but like all bus conductors he will not let you on the bus without a ticket. So on arriving at the bus stop you must make a few enquiries. A bus conductor’s assistant will soon appear and will direct you to another assistant who will sell you the ticket/s. The prices bear little resemblance to the official prices but at least the bus conductor cannot be bust (sorry, I had to do that!) for selling over priced tickets.

In a similar vein, whenever I want to buy agricultural chemicals from a company I use regularly, I am careful to introduce myself by name and company before enquiring after the chemicals or fertilizer that I want. I know the prices I am quoted are following the black market currency rate which is illegal, but I also know that I have to pay these prices or do without. If I don’t introduce myself they will very probably say they have nothing in stock. Of course this does not help me put up my prices as I deal with a substantial number of “Joe Public” who will very likely report me for increasing my prices illegally, but it does mean that I stay in business. For the meantime.





Law of the land

11 09 2007

You know that things are getting desperate when laws are introduced to prevent you from paying your staff too much! The most recent,Statutory Instrument 159A of 2007.Presidential Powers (Temporary Measures) (Amendment of National Incomes and Pricing Commission Act and Education Act) Regulations, 2007, attempts to keep inflation in check by making it illegal to increase wages, prices and school fees (amongst other things) above changes in the Consumer Price Index, the Z$ rate on the parallel (black) market VAT or Customs Excise charges. Bear in mind that inflation is officially around 7500% (in actuality it is much higher) and the CPI is notoriously undervalued and late. The penalties are harsh; up to 6 months in jail or not more than a 3 million Z$ fine or both. As I pay my staff more than five times the stipulated minimum I’m not at all sure where I stand. There appears to be a loophole for increasing wages in the form of bonuses but if I cannot offset that against increased prices what do I do? My labour is off course not interested in my problems and if they don’t get what they want will simply not come to work. This is a curious phenomenon; no pay is somehow better than some pay and most are within easy walking distance of work so they cannot use transport costs as an excuse. Maybe they are relying on the WFP (World Food Programme) to bail them out so that they can do nothing. It is not a new concept and agricultural labour is difficult to find in a country where 80% are unemployed!

So today I have to address the issue of transport. The labour are demanding to be picked up or they will not come to work.  The  issue is that they do get a transport allowance (though there is no public transport along that particular route) but it is so little that they would rather be picked up instead. Other farms in the area do collect labour but I do not have a driver on hand and am not prepared to hang around just to take them home and be on call every working day of the year just to do so. It is going to be a stressful day and my life has enough of that for the moment!

Another interesting phenomenon is the absence of senior management on Fridays. Try getting hold of anyone significant on a Friday! It has become standard practice under the current draconian administration to lock up apparently errant managers on a Friday to languish in jail until Monday when the case can go before a magistrate. As one can never predict when somebody is going to finger you for some real or imagined transgression it is better to run you company by remote control on a Friday. A weekend in a Zimbabwe jail could hardly be called relaxation.