The Angolan people are in agony, seemingly, on a dead end road. Weakened by their state of barbarism, people rescind their own right of citizenship and exchange their dignity for a sterile and senseless political speech. The people, stripped of dignity and self-pride, see a fifth of themselves being fed by the international community, without questioning the whereabouts of the Angolan wealth. Instead, they accommodate themselves into the corruption schemes, set to entertain the minority.
Corruption is institutional in Angola.
The maintenance of the Angolan agony lays beneath insensitivity of the ruling political and military elite, from both sides of the civil war, and the laziness and the mental accommodation of people to the situation. A conscious agony, as luxurious as miserable, with background music accompanying the dead to the end of their journey, while it animates the celebration of the elite's fantasies. It is a whole people in their deepest crisis of human sensibility, identity and citizenry. People are giving up, in sacrifice, their own riches and honor to receive in return nothing but weapons and other means of death and destruction. Among Angolans, there are spectators of such a fate who are looked upon as cowards.