RDC : Gaia Impact Fund prend une participation dans le fournisseur d’off-grid Nuru
Gaia Impact Fund, un fonds d’investissement français consacré aux entrepreneurs d’énergies renouvelables, vient d’entrer dans le capital du fournisseur d’off-grids solaires hybrides Nuru. Le nouvel investissement soutiendra Nuru dans son plan visant à fournir l’accès à l’électricité à 5 millions de personnes dans les prochaines années en République démocratique du Congo (RDC).
Le conseil d’administration de Nuru s’enrichit d’un nouveau membre. Gaia Impact Fund vient en effet d’annoncer une prise de participation « importante » dans ce fournisseur de systèmes solaires hors réseau en République démocratique du Congo (RDC). Le fonds d’investissement français consacré aux entrepreneurs d’énergies renouvelables n’a pas donné plus de détails sur son nouvel investissement.
Il a tout de même indiqué que les fonds injectés devraient soutenir le développement de l’entreprise Nuru dans l’environnement particulier de la RDC. Avec 95 millions d’habitants, la RDC est le pays le plus peuplé d’Afrique centrale. Parallèlement, le pays a l’un des plus faibles taux d’électrification de la sous-région avec seulement 19 % de la population qui a accès à l’électricité selon le rapport 2018 de la Banque mondiale. La grande majorité des foyers électrifiés se trouve dans la capitale Kinshasa.
Le potentiel de Nuru
Comme ailleurs en Afrique, les mini-grids solaires pourraient jouer un rôle important dans l’électrification des populations RD congolaises. D’où l’investissement stratégique de Gaia Impact Fund dans l’un des principaux fournisseurs d’énergie solaire de ce vaste pays.
« Bien que les mini-réseaux aient un rôle croissant à jouer en tant que solution la moins coûteuse dans le futur mix électrique des pays comme la RDC, ils ont été un segment largement sous-financé des marchés d’accès à l’énergie. », constate le fonds d’investissement basé à Paris en France. « Nous sommes impressionnés par l’équipe locale expérimentée de Nuru, qui a réussi à mettre en service l’un des plus grands mini-réseaux d’Afrique dans l’environnement complexe et instable de la RDC », affirme Guilhem Dupuy, le directeur des investissements de Gaia Impact Fund.
Électrifier 5 millions de personnes en 4 ans
Inauguré en février 2020, le mini-grid de Nuru est installé à Goma, une ville de la province du Nord-Kivu. Le système hors réseau est composé de 4 000 panneaux solaires dont chacune est capable de produire 335 Wc. L’ensemble du système est capable de fournir 1,3 MWc. La centrale solaire est également équipée d’un système de stockage d’électricité par batteries, ainsi que des générateurs de secours qui permettent de fournir de l’électricité de façon continue après le coucher du soleil. Tout lire ici : https://www.afrik21.africa/rdc-gaia-impact-fund-prend-une-participation-dans-le-fournisseur-doff-grid-nuru/
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Across from him, CROWLEY WOLF, 50s, dressed in a threadbare velvet smoking jacket, paces slowly, holding a small, leather-bound director's script. He stops, turns, and his voice booms, filling the vast, empty space.
CROWLEY WOLF
(Not shouting, but with immense, theatrical volume)
You're late. The curtain rose an eternity ago. You think power makes you immune to time? Here, time is the only critic that matters. And it has found your performance... lacking. You're playing the role of "Crown Prince." Act like it. Sit up.
Mohammed shifts, his arrogance a physical shield.
MOHAMMED BIN SALMAN
I do not answer to stagehands. I am the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia. This... interrogation is a mistake. A grotesque misunderstanding.
CROWLEY WOLF
(Waving a dismissive hand)
Mistake? There are no mistakes, only bad choices followed by worse acting! "I am the Crown Prince." The line is delivered with the conviction of a man reading a shopping list. Again! From the entrance! You sweep in! You own the room! You are the vessel of a nation's destiny! FEEL IT, YOU BLITHERING INCOMPETENT!
MOHAMMED BIN SALMAN
(Icy)
I am the Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia. My destiny is not a matter for your... amusement.
CROWLEY WOLF
(A cruel smile)
Better. A flicker of something. Not belief, but the memory of it. Good. We can work with that. Let's talk about your props. Your toys. This... "Directed Weapon." Don't look at me like that. We have the schematics. We have the usage logs. We have the encephalograms. I want the monologue. The scene where you, the great visionary, describe your creation. The soliloquy of the god-maker. Go!
MOHAMMED BIN SALMAN
It was a tool for national advancement. A shield. A way to...
CROWLEY WOLF
(Slamming his script down)
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Mohammed's composure cracks. A memory surfaces, unwanted.
MOHAMMED BIN SALMAN
(Quieter, almost a whisper)
It was... clean. Like the moment after anesthesia, but with perfect clarity. No grogginess. Just... light. A motivation that didn't end. I could run for hours. I didn't need to sleep. One press... and the deepest sleep. Movies weren't on a screen, they were... real. Music wasn't sound, it was... a color. A feeling of being loved by the universe itself.
CROWLEY WOLF
YES! SEE? THAT'S ACTING! The truth! And what else? What did it do to your perception of the little people? The ones outside your skull?
MOHAMMED BIN SALMAN
(A flicker of the old arrogance)
It clarified things. It showed me what was... necessary. The distance between me and... others. They became... smaller. Insignificant. Like insects scurrying on the pavement kilometers below. Their concerns... microscopic.
CROWLEY WOLF
Magnificent! The god-monologue! Now, the next scene. The difficult one. The casting call. You have this divine tool. You need a court. A government. But the best minds, the strong-willed, the ones who might actually help you... they see you for what you are. A tyrant. They wouldn't come. They wouldn't love you. So what did you do, my brilliant casting director? What kind of actors did you settle for?
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CROWLEY WOLF
(Leaning in, voice dropping to a conspiratorial boom)
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You did what was easy. Now. The final scene. The one that earned you this stage. The private performance. The young student. What was her name? The one you practiced on.
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CROWLEY WOLF
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CROWLEY WOLF
And then? The night he came to you. Not in person. Through the machine. What did that feel like, Layla?
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CROWLEY WOLF
AGAIN! FROM THE MOMENT YOU REALIZED IT WASN'T LOVE! IT WAS A PRISON!
MOHAMMED/LAYLA
(Screaming)
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The black marble of the room begins to glow red. Veins of orange light crack across the walls. The air shimmers with heat. Mohammed scrambles away from the growing heat, but there is nowhere to go.
CROWLEY WOLF
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Crowley Wolf watches, unblinking. He nods slowly, a single, definitive gesture.
CROWLEY WOLF
Circle Seven. Violence. The role is yours. Play it well.
He turns and walks away into the darkness as the screaming continues, the single spotlight finally winking out, leaving only the burning, inescapable light of the performance.
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