Impressions on Africa
-- a short assignment in a class, i was supposed to write what my pre-class impressions on Africa were ---
Africa awakens inside of me the demons of my mind – the demons of Marx, Malthus, Hobbes, conquest, genocide, and eugenics. For all the pain and anguish there are no clear cut answers, only gut-churning emotional impulses. How does one account for such a large scale failing of human endeavor? Blame it on the people, the conquerors, the neo-imperialist investors, or perhaps by into the non-linearist myth that they never even tried to modernize and “civilize” – none of it fits just right.
My father flew out of N’djamena the night al Qaeda blew up the American embassies in Tanzania and Kenya in 1997. He was working for Esso/Exxon as the communications director for their Saharan oil drilling project. The two pieces of memorabilia from Chad he keeps on his desk are an ancient but giant 10-megabyte hard drive he pulled out of a working computer there, and a picture of himself in front of a company Cessna surrounded by fifteen militiamen armed with rocket-propelled grenades and Kalashnikov rifles taken as he went to examine a desert satellite Earth Station. He flew out of the State’s as a mildly racist Kentucky-bred white male born to the upper class in middle of the 1950’s; he flew out a hardened eugenist of a time seven decades past. This was his only way to rationalize the grinding poverty and misery he saw in one of the poorest countries on Earth.
My second my lucid memory of Africa is inside of a French hotel room watching the BBC report as their headline the first African “world war,” which was the violence surrounding Mobuto Sese Seko’s demise. It was at that point that I understood the difference between American news media and the rest of the world’s news. Not every nation produces enough wire reports to talk about itself for an hour every night on every network, and nor does sub-Saharan combat have the same appeal or glamour that a thirty-six hour celebrity marriage does.
“National” division to weaken and conquer again was the Western response the anti-colonialist movement. Perhaps all that ended was the occupation. The white man drew borders in the African mans land not on tribal, historical, geographic or religious realities but rather on where on white army met another. Outside of Egypt and the Horn, African countries will never transcend merely being states instead of nations. This weakness, coupled with the events at Bretton Woods, made the new colonial masters: the banks. It was always wealth and relative power against other Europeans that the colonialist wanted out of Africa, but the latter involved occupation and became too bloody and costly to endure – so “civilized” man left at the same time, but left behind them a dependency trailing back to their colonial masters.
Overheard conversation of Africa is awash in Malthusian beliefs that AIDS is nature’s way of taking care of a surplus, that is to say useless, population on the planet. Academic lectures on international security skip over Africa, attributing what goes on there to some Hobbesian nightmare of the state of nature not worthy of the same time given to more civilized and courtly means of killing one another with shinier weapons. Sub-Saharan Africa is the holocaust of our time – the one truth that refutes even the best political or socio-philosophic theory.
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