The Africans who know how to be loudly suspicious of African diasporans who build developments in Takoradi; the Africans who love to protest against Nigerians who own businesses in Gauteng; the Africans who treat each other with the vilest suspicion and xenophobia with all their body hairs standing up like cats, are the same people who think it makes perfect sense to eat "free" chicken from a completely unknown source, that was found in a shipping container that "washed ashore."
Africans will gleefully accept any and every "gift" or freebie from anything and everyone on the planet - including potentially deadly frozen chicken from an unknown source floating around in seawater - but where our people draw the line is where anyone that looks like them tries to accomplish anything around them - that one is unacceptable. Africans are apparently too poor to care about querying the motives of whichever unknown entity sent them a box full of seawater-marinated, shipping-container chicken, but not too poor to care about querying the motives of Shaniqua from Louisville, Tennessee, when she decides to invest $150,000 in their own economy.
When the world's most self-destructive xenophilia meets the world's most acute self hatred, Africa is the walking bowl of cognitive dissonance soup that results.
I don't like the new genre of gospel music that uses secular slangs, beats and words, even the weird ad-libs y'all sneak in
I shouldn't hear a gospel song and the first minute sounds like a terry G release.