Court thwarts Seaman's trip to Zimbabwe to engage in ‘cryptoe' trade
Martha, a social media addict with a gleaming forward, has been asking what those are supposedly paying insane dollars for a toe in Uncle Bob’s Zimbabwe are doing with the digits. Curiosity hit the better of me here.
While showing off our mathematical geniuses in omweso game, someone broached the matter. There were nine of us here but none could offer any plausible reason. But two guys – let’s call them Baz and Ben – agreed that they did not need to know why.
“With $78,000, I think I can buy River Nile and control all the activities on that water,” Baz announced, then noticing bewildered looks in us, added: “You don’t get it? If I exchange that to our Mazike, it can buy a hundred of that Benz the Speaker is clamouring for.”
Ben was the only one who agreed with Baz.
“That’s a lot of money, enough to buy off the Madhvanis and take over all their businesses and planes and even make Sudhir your ‘boyi choo,’” Ben said, sending many white teeth flashing as laughter filled the shade of mango tree where the board game was being played from.
After several minutes of jokes around what one of the guys had decided to call “cryptoe” business because “it pays better than this other crypto,” I announced that I would be making my pilgrimage to Harare.
But I had no money, I added.
“You don’t need money when you’re going to get money,” said an old man.
“Use the martyrs pilgrims tricks. They walk from all corners of the country in return for transport back home knowing they can save up on it. Just walk, Zimbabwe is just down here after Tanzania.” Read More…