When I was sitting there trying to come up with JadedAid cards, I immediately thought of GiveDirectly. Superficially, it would be a lot of fun to think about what Joseph Mbuntu might buy when handed a wad of cash. It also has a deeper element that draws out jaded-assumptions about the people we serve and the role of development – a perfect card for the deck! Continue reading CardStories: To the Surprise of Funders, Joseph Mbuntu…
I worked for USAID for seven years and got to travel to all over the place — and one of the things I liked the most was travel within or between countries. It was sometimes fun, sometimes scary (landing at Kandahar Airfield, for example), and always weird.
One time I was on a month-long deployment to Afghanistan and Pakistan, and for whatever reason I wasn’t allowed to use PIA, the Pakistani flag carrier, to fly between Islamabad and Kabul. Instead I was told to take UNHAS, the UN Humanitarian Air Service, which is run by the World Food Programme. UNHAS flies small, often propeller-driven planes and helicopters to ferry aid workers, UN officials, journalists and such around Afghanistan and between major UN sites in the region.
Originally submitted as “The eternal struggle between prostitution and entrepreneurship.”
Now that you’ve had a chance to play your JadedAid deck a few times you are probably wondering how we came up with all of these hilarious cards! The answer…by crowdsourcing ideas from aid workers like you!
The cards are funny because each card is grounded in truth and we’re pumped to announce the launch of CardStories – a series of posts where the people behind the cards share their inspiration.
Get ready to laugh and cry with us each week when we release a new CardStory!
First up… Giardia burps!
Here’s the truth. I am not by nature an angry person. But I am educated. And I am African Yes, from the whooole continent! I am at once from Alexandria. And from Nairobi. And Kinsasa. And Durban. Most of the time, I am level-headed and informed by years of Western-style education. I may be a member of the continent’s far-flung, highly-educated Diaspora. But to the subject of this post, the Educated Angry African (EAA) card applies to the collective of African intellectuals passionate about contributing to the development of the continent.
When we talk about the Development Industrial Complex (DIC), we seldom think about the complexion of the professionals that graduate into this field and carry out various developmental directives in countries far from their origin (read brown people countries). For a continent with over 1 billion people, it is alarming how few brown people I come across that actually occupy positions of true professional influence in the DIC. Brown people are often relegated to low-level support roles – drivers, translators, facilitators, errand boys, and the rare, tokenized Program Director or Country Director. There are few significant roles at the World Bank occupied by Africans in the World Bank. Most of the high-level positions in the Africa Division surprisingly aren’t held by Africans.