Kavita's classmate Rose also joined us for our evening walk.
I took photos of the garbage. It's enraging how dirty the capital is.
There's so many levels of rage: corruption of the state that does not perform its basic functions to keep a clean an aesthetic urban space. Hygiene and cultural modern aesthetics don't belong to the elites and gat communities and capitalist spaces which are kept clean and beautiful.
I know that donors have paid for landfills, garbage collection trucks and supported the technical bureaucracy to oversee garbage collection. I'm witness to it as I worked in the same unit which implemented urban works in the early 2000s.
When we live in the Master Trading building own by Rajen Dhaliwal, a Ghanian company was operating in the same building, contracted to pick up garbage. I think the World Bank was (still) funding it.
Then, there's the environmental rage and anxiety we get when seeing so much garbage everywhere. Plastic anxiety makes one feel angry, hopeless.
We went really early and it was hot! We cooled down by sitting in the shade, our back to the Big Bad American Embassy wall. Wish these walls would come down by us leaning on them and, we could end American imperialism.
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