Our marvellously connected world
I read an article this morning about a World Bank sponsored project in Rwanda that plans to lay 2300km of optic fibre as part of an ongoing process for Rwanda to position itself as a regional ICT hub. I had an immediate flashback to a conversation I had recently with a London cabbie. I thoroughly enjoy talking to cab drivers. They have a million stories if you’re prepared to listen.
We established, early in our journey, that the driver was from the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) and during the course of the journey we discussed Africa and our hopes for her future (as fellow Africans always do). I learned that as a child he had been awarded a UN grant for further education in nearby Zambia and he and a friend from his small village spent a few years schooling near Lusaka, returning to their village in the east of the country once the money ran out.
During one of the many civil upheavals at home they lost touch when his schoolmate was abducted and forced into one of the many militia groups in the area. Several years passed and the cabbie arrived in the UK as a refugee student where he met and married a fellow student, also from the DRC, and they settled here to build a new life and family.
Fast-forward a few years to the point when he bought his children a computer and started tinkering with it in his spare time. He discovered Skype and suddenly he was online and able to keep in touch with and talk to other members of his émigré family in Canada, the US and Australia.
One day he was about to initiate a call when up popped a tentative message to talk to a Rwandan, who said he knew him. He blanked this unsolicited contact for a week or two - a learned response from the maelstrom of his early life. Becoming increasingly intrigued by the repeated requests, he relented and posed the enquirer a few searching questions. The answers stunned him and he discovered that he was talking with his boyhood friend. Seemingly, he had escaped the clutches of the child army and after being caught up in the horror of the Rwandan genocide, had feared to return home, and was now resident in Rwanda. As an early beneficiary of a Rwandan project to improve the ICT capabilities of the nation he too ‘discovered’ Skype and set about ‘connecting’ to the world.
So, good old Skype, although I retained the distinct impression that this Londoner still couldn’t quite believe it was his buddy.
Now if only I/we could get ‘the business’ to see how potentially connected we all are today and to realise that simply ‘joining the dots’ will draw a rich map of opportunity. They need to begin understand that it isn’t about technology. But it is about what you do with it.
And if you’re at all familiar with Blake then this opening slice of his Auguries of Innocence may just spring to mind:
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
Look for the dots. It’s a marvellously connected world.



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