May 13, 2026 at 5:18 am

Pachamama

Oh no! The political is merely one facet of national culture.

Merely symbolic of a much deeply rot, at the centre.

An example from far away.

Over the last few day Emmanuel Macron, the little man of Europe, was co-hosting the Afrika Forward summit in Kenya with William Ruto, a genuine White man’s a** wipe.

Indeed, 30 other Afrikan leaders attended France’s attempt to compensate for its loses in the Sahel and other former socalled Francophone countries by turning the French imperial machinery of exploitation to socalled Anglophone Afrika. A mini Berlín Conference reduz, 1884 – 1885.

And Macron appears in Kenya even as French and NATO sponsored terrorists are being mopped up after 12,000 of them attempted to reverse the revolutionary governments of Mali, Níger and Burkino Faso – the land of upright men. If Afrikans leaders had any integrity no one would have shown up. However, William Ruto signed with Macron the very type of security deals others found one-sided, neo-colonial. Deals which kept Afrika poor for centuries.

France is pretending that a leopard can change its spots. We highly doubt!

Both Ruto and Macron are friends of Mia Mottley. Even as Mottley herself talks about Pan-Afrikanism and led the Afrikan Unión in designating the Caribbean as the Sixth Region of Afrika, these un-upright men, including Mia Mottley, central desire is to remain as tetthered to European or American empires as before. Committed to dying with empire, if needs be!

France’s deeply held, recalcitrant attitudes continue to predominate even as Ibrahim Traore, Assumi Goita and Abdourahemane Tchiani of a revolutionary Sahel uion-state attempts to break the stranglehold over the minds of the international Afrikan.

There remains one characteristic of the kinds of slaves, such as William Ruto. Like the proverbial Sambos, as were the other 30 Afrikan leaders turning up in Kenya, Mia Amor Mottley and the genus of all those in Barbados who will lead us are no better modern-day slaves than the much vaunted Sambos. Sambos with the characteristic ivories frontally displayed in a permanent and humiliating submission to massa.

This is just a strand of the deeper roots of what others misguidedly continue to see as a problem with purely and entirely local dimensions. That mentality presumes that a mere bandage, appeals for reparations and the pretenses about Afrikan centeredness alone could cure these festering cultural wounds. They are, were and will be always be wrong