The Misfortune Of The Man Of Color

To Speak A Language Is To Take On A World, A Culture.

The Gaze That The Colonized Subject Casts At The Colonist's Sector Is A Look Of Lust, A Look Of Envy. Dreams Of Possession. Every Type Of Possession; Of Sitting At The Colonist's Table And Sleeping In His Bed, Preferably With His Wife. The Colonized Man Is An Envious Man.

Colinialism Hardly Ever Exploits The Whole Of A Country. It Contents Itself With Bringing To Light The Natrual Resources, Which It Extracts, And Exports To Meet The Needs Of The Mother Country's Industries, Thereby Allowing Certain Sectors Of The Colony To Become Relatively Rich. But The Rest Of The Colony Follows Its Path Of Under-development And Poverty, Or At All Events Sinks Into It More Deeply.

There Is A Point At Which Methods Devour Themselves.

The Settler Makes History And Is Conscious Of Making It. And Because He Constantly Refers To The History Of His Mother Country, He Clearly Indicates That He Himself Is The Extension Of That Mother Country. Thus The History Which He Writes Is Not The History Of The Country Which He Plunders But The History Of His Own Nation In Regard To All That She Skims Off, All That She Violates And Starves.