Written
by
Tambu Kharai.
A week ago, I decided I no longer wanted to date outside my race. It happened so suddenly that I am still stunned. One moment, I am dating them all, and then another I just decide no. I think this is the most momentous decision I have made in a very long time.
I have my reasons and those reasons, unfortunately clash with my sister Sally’s wonderful article about how people are all the same. I beg to differ my sister. We are not the same. We are completely different and that is what makes the world so beautiful. If we were all the same, there’d be no world, because we would have destroyed it.
It is the inner difference in us that has helped the animals of Africa. That is one of the reasons why we actually still have animals on this earth because Africans were conservationists who accepted that they shared the world with all of God’s creatures.
The Europeans needed warmth and a better environment for themselves, and so, they killed everything in their paths, be it people or animals. They were hungry. They didn’t even enough land and space because they didn’t practice birth control and so they spread. When you look at all their decisions, it makes sense. They had to find a way of leaving their shores, and so they built great ships. They needed to live. That is what immigration is all about.
It is the inner difference in us that has made the western world so cookie cutter and so rich and so organized today, on the surface that is, while we emotionally make a mess of our world because we can’t live by the same rules. We are too passionate, too driven by our emotions and require another way of law and order. But it will take us a century to realize that.
It is the difference that makes Asians and Africans very spiritual while Europeans and North Americans spend their lives looking for spirituality and meaning. But, imagine, if we had all been very spiritual, there would have been very little technological progress.
It is that difference that makes Native Americans soulful musicians in comparison to loud rock music.
It is the differences that make all people beautiful. If it were left to the white man alone, only women with big boobs and skinny as racks would be beautiful. If it were left to black men alone, only women with big asses and slightly overweight would be beautiful. If it were left to Asians alone, of the Chinese variety, only women with yellow teeth and small feet would be beautiful. Isn’t it a good thing that we are different?
It is my belief that racial harmony will only come to play when we accept each other’s differences and rejoice in it.
It was because life in Europe and North America was so hard and hostile that they came to Africa to look for slaves. It was because life was a whole lot easier for Africans in Africa that they didn’t build ships and went to Europe to find slaves.
We are different. We are driven by different priorities and different reasons. We react to situations differently whether we like it or not.
Back to why I made this momentous decision. I don’t want to date white men from Northern America anymore. They are too different from me and my needs and my wishes and my dreams. We have no common ground to build anything, and if we do, I have not seen it yet. I live in a country full of lonely immigrants, both male and female. I am one of them. We want to create families and homes so that we feel a part of this world. We are so disconnected, so isolated, and so abandoned. It is therefore easier for me to get what I want within my community than out of it.
But, but that does not mean I don’t appreciate the differences in white North American males. I like them the way they are and they are very good to me. It was because of them that I came to this great, life changing decision.
When it comes to my special relationship with my sister Sally, well, we are both Africans in every sense of the word and I would marry her son if I could.
What say you? Am I making sense at all?
From Sally:-
“We all live with the objective of
being happy; our lives are
all different and yet the same.”
Anne Frank.
