A few months ago I found myself
standing on a dusty street far away in a village in the North West Region (for
connoisseurs, I was in Kom, Boyo Division to be precise). After an 8 hour
nocturnal journey from Buea, I alighted from the 30 seater bus and stepped into
a hail of wails, tears, sobs, sadness and melancholy; simply put a mournosphere.
As the corpse was lowered from the top of the bus and taken away, I unleashed a huge
yawn and didn’t like the feedback; I had to brush my teeth. After briefly
rummaging through my backpack I discovered that I had done it again: I had
forgotten my toothbrush. For my self-confidence, peace of mind and the comfort
of those who might stand within my breath’s sphere of influence during the day,
I knew I had to do something and quick.
The price I know
So I sought and headed for a small
provision store nearby and asked for my favourite brand of chewing gum - It is Cameroonian made but don’t see
anything patriotic about my choice; we Cameroonians are very loyal to our
national brands – so long as they are still within our financial reach. In exchange for the CFAF 100 I handed the
storekeeper,I was surprised when I got 8 instead of the standard 6 chewing
gums I get in Buea for the same sum. I could have quietly walked but the honest
boy within and inquisitive me connived and sent me into a wondering spiral that
would end with a question? Was this rural lady mistaken? Far away from the
money-mindedness and greed of urban life, could she be the last honest
shopkeeper in Cameroon? Was she even the regular shopkeeper or was she sitting
in for someone? I thought of not pressing my ‘luck’ and leaving quietly but I
wanted to know the real price of my favourite brand of chewing in my own country
beloved fatherland Cameroon. So I asked the lady how much the gums are sold and
she replied 8 for a CFAF 100. I left and went about my chewing gum teeth –
brushing endeavours. One question had been answered but another had reared its
ugly head in its place: was it my memory playing tricks on me or don’t I
vividly remember my secondary school economics teacher telling teenage me that
the closer a product is to its place of manufacturing the lower its price and
vice versa? If yes, why was my favourite brand of Made-in-Cameroon chewing gums
cheaper hundreds of kilometres away from its place of manufacturing Douala and
more expensive just a few kilometres away –in Buea- from its place of birth?
An ‘insider’ attempts to answer
my question
After the funeral, I returned to my
city of residence and quizzed an insider - my neighbourhood shopkeeper to be
precise - on why the same chewing gums were cheaper further away from their
place of manufacturing than closer to it. In his defence, (since he had just sold
the same brand of gum at 6 for CFAF 100 to me) he said a lot of things; most of
which left me unconvinced and as confused as I had returned from Kom. One of
them was that this situation could be because after being manufactured, the gum
was smuggled in huge quantities to Nigeria and then back into Cameroon through
the North West reason for the cheap price up there. I found this argument
utterly unbelievable. Won’t
transportation cost ultimately make the smuggled gum as expensive as unsmuggled
gum? To his credit however, he offered an argument that struck some chord with
me. To better explain himself, he used bananas as an example, saying that
though they were ‘made’ Buea and its environs, they were cheaper in Douala than
in Buea because as major demand hub huge quantities are taken there to meet
the demand and this often results in supply surpassing demand and lower prices.
This was a plausible argument I thought but it was not a plausible argument for
my current chewing gum dilemma because both products had core differences which
their made prices susceptible to very different factors which could not be
interchangeable ex is a manufactured good while the other is a farmed product. In
other words I still couldn’t explain the significant price discrepancy between
the same products in the same country with a free market economy. With the
appearance of this expression ‘free market economy’ in my field of thought, it
finally dawned on me that I had been barking up the wrong tree – like most
Cameroonians?-. I had begun my investigation with the wrong premise. The issue
was not my proximity to the plant where my favourite gums were manufactured:
this is a microissue and so subservient to the macro and main issue which is
economic model practised in Cameroon. If journalists and politrickians are right then my
fatherland is a free market economy. Really?
Cameroon a free market economy?
Generally-speaking and going by my
government’s disposal of major companies like SONEL, CDC Tea, CAMRAIL, Cameroon
is a free market economy. Cameroon is (or supposed to be) a country where the price
of my favourite bottom-of-log gum should be set by how much is produced, how
much is consumed and in how long. But even a cursory look at the Cameroonian
economoscape would provide ready-made arguments in rebuttal of our free market
economy status.
We are in a free market economy but
now and again we hear government promoting a certain price list for basic
commodities which businesses must comply under threat of severe penalty.
We are a free market economy but at
the beginning of each month, special discount sales are organised by the
various regional delegations of commerce.
We are a free market economy but
government and the AES SONEL (the American-owned company to whom legated our
electricity sector to) were locked in dispute because the latter had decided to
increase the unit price for electricity.
We are in a free market economy but
price hikes are always blamed on fuel price hikes.
So?
Don’t get me wrong, I am not
excoriating my government for trying to alleviate our misery with piecemeal
measures, far from it. I am merely advocating for conscious and judicious use
of foreign concepts since these concepts imply a string of things which we
cannot always afford. I am rising up in words (not arms) against indiscriminate
use of high sounding words which upon close introspection makes the government
look and sound like a dishonest and/or confused bunch. Let’s guard against unfiltered
borrowing and importation less we ensnare ourselves like we already are: if
we hadn’t blindly signed up for things like human rights and co. Western
countries and their acolytes won’t be calling us names, at the least not with
the same ease, as they currently are because we've said ONE BIG HELL NO to
homosexuality liberalisation. Just saying.
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