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The Anthropology Of Genocide - WNLibrary

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the rwandan genocide of 1994 155<br />

tle epizootics (assuring the production of milk), and one celebrates the sorghum<br />

harvest (most sorghum was brewed into beer). One of the most important rituals,<br />

“<strong>The</strong> Watering of the Royal Herds,” which was accomplished only once every four<br />

reigns and which was intended to renew the dynastic cycle, deploys virtually the<br />

entire gamut of fluid symbols, including those concerning the two most important<br />

rivers of the kingdom, the Nyabugogo and the Nyabarongo, rivers that delineated<br />

sacred time and sacred space. 12<br />

<strong>The</strong> person of the mwami embodied flow/blockage imagery with regard to his<br />

physiological processes as well, for every morning the king imbibed a milky liquid<br />

called isubyo, which was a powerful laxative (Bourgeois 1956). Although the ostensible<br />

purpose of this matinal libation was to purge the mwami’s body of any poison<br />

he might have absorbed, the reasoning behind the custom goes deeper than<br />

that, for the mwami’s enemies were depicted as the antithesis of “flowing beings”;<br />

they were beings who interrupted production, exchange, and fertility. <strong>The</strong>y were<br />

“obstructing beings.” When seen from this perspective, the practice of kurya ubunyano<br />

(discussed above with regard to newborn children) makes eminent sense.<br />

<strong>The</strong> Rwandan mythical archetype of the “blocking being” was a small old<br />

woman (agakeecuru). A legend recounts how Death, while being pursued by the<br />

mwami, Thunder, and God, sought refuge with this agakeecuru, while she was gathering<br />

gourds in a field. <strong>The</strong> tiny old woman sheltered Death in her uterus (Smith<br />

1975:132), where he remained to subsist on her blood. Later in eating with her descendants,<br />

the agakeecuru communicated Death to them and they, in their turn, to<br />

the rest of the world. In this tale we see that Death is associated with beings whose<br />

fluids do not or no longer flow, for old women do not menstruate. <strong>The</strong> origin of<br />

Death is also the origin of sorcery, for the old woman passes the contagion of Death<br />

on to others by eating with them. 13<br />

One of the mwami’s responsibilities was to eliminate beings who lacked the capacity<br />

“to flow.” Two such beings included girls who had reached child-bearing age<br />

and who lacked breasts, called impenebere, and girls who had reached child-bearing<br />

age and who had not yet menstruated, called impa (d’Hertefelt and Coupez<br />

1964:286). In both cases, the girls were put to death for want of the apparent capacity<br />

to produce an important fertility fluid, in one case, blood, in the other, milk.<br />

Obstructed in their perceived capacity to reproduce, the girls were thought to be<br />

potential sources of misfortune and aridity to the entire kingdom.<br />

Although it might appear that the person of the mwami catalyzed flows and<br />

eliminated symbolic obstruction, in fact he embodied this metaphor in its entirety.<br />

While he was extolled as the being who “milked” for others, the being who acted<br />

as the conduit of imaana, the being who embodied the powers of both genders as<br />

a “lactating” male, the king was as much a “blocking being” as a “flowing” one. He<br />

was not simply a passive conduit through which beneficence passed; he was an active<br />

agent who possessed the power of life and death over his subjects. He could<br />

enrich his followers with gifts of cattle and land or he could impoverish them. Like<br />

a sorcerer who impedes fertility or inflicts death upon victims by invisibly sucking

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