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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

The Irish Savant : What could possibly go wrong?



What could possibly go wrong?

'Come and watch this' Lady Savant instructed. It was a TV programme called Paradise Lost (no silly, not Milton, we're talking TV here). Featured a girl from Norwich name, I  think, Nikki Roberts.  She was flush with cash somehow and knew exactly what she wanted to do. Set up a nightclub in that glorious beach in Kenya that she had loved so much when vacationing there. All that money and all those lovely friendly local people to help her.

What could possibly go wrong?

Well, just about everything, and then some.

The modus operandi for making progress consisted of handing large wads of cash to a friendly local, wise in the way of Kenyan officialdom.....who'd then promptly disappear with it.  Another local would then emerge to put things right. For another wad of cash.  And he or she would vanish as well.  And so it went. On and on. But she's a persistent girl and eventually established a highly successful club. Which attracted the attention of the local 'courts of law'.  She was arrested and brought before a magistrate, who said the whole problem could be quickly solved. If she paid over another large wedge of cash, of course.

By this point Nikki was running out of readies, sinking most of her money back into the club. So off to a jail she went.  And boy, what a jail!  Indescribable.  When she eventually got out she found that she had lost the club, which was now owned by............the very same magistrate who sent her to jail!

Needless to say, from the very beginning she was sized up by the local Lotharios, one of whom joined her as lover and 'business partner' although he had neither money nor business knowledge. But he had a big dong and that seemed to matter to Nikki.  Soon she became pregnant and happily set off for the local hospital, which, based on the certainty that all cultures are equal, would look after her like a Western one would.  Well it did not.  And I'll spare you the grisly details of the birth...just to say that she's now disfigured for life.

So she was now out of money and had a little picanninny to look after.  And here's the amazing thing. Are you sitting down?  You see the relationship broke up. White woman who's out of money, black lover, half caste kid, he doesn't stand by her, relationship breaks up.  Who could have imagined?  She's now back in Norwich, picanninny in tow.

Now Lady S. was not very sympathetic. 'Stupid naive airhead'. Maybe she was. But don't forget that since birth, by way of her 'education', religion, TV, films, newspapers, advertisements...the only blacks she'd have ever seen were wonderful, clever, cool and successful, who differed from us only through the colour of their skin.   Don't get me wrong, I don't buy the victimhood excuse, and we're all responsible for our own actions.  But truly, this unfortunate woman was, and remains, a victim of her indoctrination, and the people who organised that indoctrination.

The one surprising and positive thing was the way the programme depicted the locals. Ugly, sinister looking, incorrigibly corrupt and untrustworthy. The truth, in other words.

Now that is surprising.

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