“Every Kernel Counts” was the caption. The picture showed kids and people of all ages on the road, on their knees, scrambling to pick up corn kernels – single corn kernels. These kernels get spilled on the road when trucks carrying maize zip past from South Africa to Zimbabwe. The kids and their parents would search for as many kernels as they could find on the road and in the scrub beside the road and carry it home in a reed basket. It is their food for the day.
When conspicuous consumption is the way of life for so many of us, how can we even begin to understand the drudgery of those to whom every corn kernel counts? Can their angst translate into anything but anger? The answer lies in the ability and speed with which we can shrug off our apathy.