Food in Gicaca

Cassava is very common in Rwanda. In many places in the world,  cassava is turned into fancy food such as tapioca and made into tasty puddings, trendy additions to sweet milk tea, etc.  Here in Gicaca cell in Gikomero sector in Gasabo district, many households peel their cassava, and fry them under the sun. 

Many then pound them into flour. 

Some knead the flour into a dough, and make lumps of cassava cake.  

Very often a meal for the whole family consist of a pot of rice cooked over open fire from burning small branches.  (No wonder the mountains here are devoid of big trees.  Small trees are chopped down to make firewood or charcoal before they have a chance to grow big. 

Sometimes it is supplemented with a handful of greens.  How much is left when they are cooked?

Beans are common. 

Green peas are also somewhat common. They actually taste quite good eaten raw.  I don't know why people insist on cooking them. 

Meat is not common.

One cannot help but wonder: why are some people condemned to live at a basic, even subsistence level, while others live in relative and even absolute luxury? Even in the same country. Certainly across different countries.  Is it because of something that they did?  Or the parents?  Or someone else?  Then who?  And what?

Some have developed elaborate explanations based on geographical reasoning.  Some focus on the development of inclusive or extractive political and economic institutions.  

Ultimately, why does God allow this to happen?  Is God being unfair to some of them (us)?  If not, then we are back to the original question.  Why?  And what are we going to do about it?