My friend D. Tirso Blanco, the most luvale Argentine on the planet, arrived in the lands of Nhacatolo exactly 25 years ago. A young priest arrived at Luena, right at the airport a cuemba wanted to kill his bina. Someone didn't let him and he laughs to this day. Always laughing he endured the war with the people, walked all over Moxico, loaded sticks to make bridges, greeted the holes in all those roads, buried the jeep in the mud, learned to speak luvale and became Bishop. Friend of all, the son of others laughs with everyone. If they abuse him, he doesn't even care. Fituca sometimes when the bandits assault the churches and steal the hosts, but with that heart that has, soon passes. My friend Bishop D. Tirso, who walks barefoot and walks on the candlestick's kibula when his car screams on the road, is a friend of all, someone else's son ...
But there is one thing that, taking the sins out of the crowd, really takes the good of the Bishop seriously: the illegal exploitation of wood. Every other month, on his Facebook, he puts photographs of trucks loaded with wood in the daylight. It also takes pictures of devastated fields almost like deserts, with all the trees cut, kilometers and kilometers of this disaster. Bees that run out of flowers to extract pollen or stems to make hives fail to produce that sweet honey from Moxico that everyone appreciates and end up dying; the shadow for people and bazaar animals; the clouds, without the kiss of the leaves for photosynthesis, stop crying the rain; cultures dry up and the people - the people that D. Tirso loves so much - are starving.
He told me that once he went to talk to Governor Muandumba to charge “pukaduquê nguvulu does not stop this abuse?” and this one said that he doesn't have enough guards to control the whole world of forests that Moxico has. And the Bishop, not very convinced, was wondering in his cache how to help his nguvulu friend Muandumba to solve this problem that takes away his real sleep.
Not so much. But a friend of my friend, Excellency, who has the Most Reverend, “I took a good note and was concerned” at the bottom of my scarf. That's why a news story caught my attention here a few days ago that said that in China, Rainforest Connection and Huawei projected technology that alerts forest rangers to the presence of illegal loggers like chinocas - and beyond! - that we are seeing around ..
And how does it work?
They take old phones (Huawei, of course!) Connect them to solar batteries and stick them on some strategically placed trees. The “Camás” thieves of the wood arrive with those saws and start to cut. The phones pick up the sound, send it to a central with the GPS coordinates and when the bandits are scared ... that's it! The Bongos are on top of them and take them all to the kuzú! These “zótrus” were smarter than us: as they don't have enough people to protect their forests, which are as big as ours (or maybe more, I don't know) they developed a platform that includes data collection devices, intelligent storage and analytics services. There is no magala that will knock on them. Meze in a tree… the hidden phone with the technology inside complains to you on the spot, the bongos and kuzú arrive with them. Ready!
And there's more. I spoke to a friend of mine at Huawei and he said the system can also, as a bonus, collect and analyze animal sounds to help biologists study endangered species. So far, the system has been implemented in 10 countries, covering 6.000 square kilometers of tropical forest and it works. I can already see my friends from the Catholic University, those who created sanctuaries in Cangandala for the Palanca Negra Gigante, sitting in the office of my aviary Father Magnífico Rector Vicente Cacutchi listening to the mééé-mééé of their sands eating their grass in Malanje …
Makas with new information and communication technologies? Nothing, my friend D. Tirso is really good at it. See that he is teaching catechists to consult the Bible in Luvale on the Ipad, downloaded from the internet. Therefore, our D. Tirso do Lwena is satisfied in that part. I just have to take him to my friends at Huawei to "lend" him some old phones, to insert the solar battery in them plus the "technology that complains" and I can already see my friend Bishop all happy on his way to the office of nguvulu Muandumba with the solution I found for him ...
And what about connectivity along the forests?… I already said that, but I can repeat it again… for the next one!
Article written by Celso Malavoloneke , published in MenosFios with the authorization of its press office.
