Perfect Blemish

There is a reward for the quiet African who believes in the free world, and the equal opportunities proffered to us by our “WHITE” counterparts. The quiet African? Oh yes! I’m referring to those who ignore, whether deliberately or not, the inequality between Africa and the rest of the world. One of such rewards, is the eventual marriage to a Whiteman or woman (white person?)

I have this one friend who since we became friends has never stopped talking about the Whiteman she would eventually marry. The white kids (biracial babies) they’ll make together. She has turned down potential suitors, who are Black, all in wait for her white suitor. I think it’s cute. There’s nothing wrong with this. At all! It’s actually brilliant because it’s only romance and friendship, rather than treaties that will ensure that African countries are treated better by developed countries (let’s simply refer to them as “the West”)
What better treatment, you ask? Better terms of trade? Better loan conditions? Respect in general because they view us to be equal to them? But I digress…
Now, to why I put up this post. Do you ever notice how we (well, most people) practically worship white people? And I’m not talking about hospitality. I’m talking about viewing white people as better than our own black people. Even black Americans are better appreciated than our local Ghanaians. We tend to be more attentive to them because of their accent or in most cases, their skin color – light-skinned or white. Have you seen how waitresses and shop attendants are overly nice to expats? Regardless of the fact that they hardly buy (especially at fairs).
At the International Students Hostel (ISH) of the University of Ghana, smoking is prohibited. However, this does not prevent residents of all racial backgrounds from smoking in front of the hall. Porters under the guise of African restriction report Nigerians for smoking, leading to the eventual expulsion of such persons from the hostel. Mind you, this is still a very touchy topic for me. Lol. What happened to the non-Africans? NOTHING! And that’s all I’m willing to say on the matter.
Back to my friend and her search for a white suitor to have gorgeous biracial kids with. Shallow, you say? Try being a black person in Africa. Try competing with whites or biracials and watch them take all the rewards because of their skin colour.
This post is not about racism. It is about the majority of people sucking up to the idea of marrying white men so that their kids, hopefully light-skinned or white, will be acceptable wherever they go.
But why, really? Is it our fault that it has come to this? Is this the only solution? Do we still think the Whiteman is better in every way than the Blackman? Or could this be yet another effect of neocolonialism?
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