Heart of Darkness.

Achebe suggests we should stop reading the novel altogether. He compares Conrad to Nazi sympathisers, who directly call into question the humanity of black people. Africa is to Europe, as the picture is to Dorian Gray. And I don't blame Achebe, really. It's a scramble to justify English colonialism. Perhaps not European, but certainly English. It removes the personal from the African people, allowed four lines of pigeoned English and a tumultuous amount of prejudice. It manifests unconscious derogatory ideals, marginalisation on people who are barely there in the beginnings. Bullied down to the bones. 'Till you see the skeleton.

"Mistah Kurtz, he dead."

That's the only moment that I really comprehended, and it's sad. Sad that even then, it was on the wrong front line. Tunnel vision is so hard to shake. We bully, and belittle Africa, and send in our help like divine creatures, but we forget that their resources are making us more capital than we pour back into their economy. It's a nice little charade we've got going on, the WEST.

You know, after Achebe said these things. These truths. All that came of it was a polar opposite. The indulging in Conrad's Heart of Darkness skyrocketed.