DRC is moving to turn mine workers into shareholders in a proposed decree that would enforce the 2018 Mining Code’s 10% Congolese ownership rule in mining companies, with 5% reserved for employees through worker cooperatives, credit schemes, etc and another 5% for Congolese nationals.
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DRC partners with the IFC ( World Bank ) to build the Kinshasa Stock Exchange, a game-changing move that could let mining giants, infrastructure firms, and local businesses raise capital right at home.
What it means is that, Congolese Local companies and investors will gain better access to long-term capital...
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My daughter brought her new boyfriend to Sunday dinner last month.
He’s 24, works at a COMMERCIAL TIRE SHOP, and has grease permanently stained into his cuticles.
He didn’t say much, just ate three servings of my pot roast and nodded a lot.
After they left, I told my wife I wished my daughter would date someone with a bit more ambition.
Someone who didn't look like they just crawled out from under a semi-truck.
Two weeks later, my alternator died on the shoulder of Route 9 during a torrential downpour.
I called AAA, but the wait time was two hours.
My daughter must have seen my text in the family group chat because twenty minutes later, her boyfriend's beat-up Chevy truck pulled up behind me.
He didn't have a raincoat.
He just got straight to work in the pouring rain, leaning over my engine bay while semi-trucks flew past at 70 miles per hour, spraying us with dirty highway water.
It took him forty-five minutes of wrestling with a rusted bolt to get the spare part in.
When he finished, he was soaked to the bone and shivering.
I pulled out my wallet and tried to hand him two hundred dollars.
He looked at the cash, then looked at me, and gently pushed my hand away.
He said,
"Sir, you don't pay family.
Just make sure your daughter gets home safe tonight."
I sat in my dry, warm car on the drive home feeling incredibly small.
I had judged his worth by the dirt under his fingernails,
completely missing the size of his heart.