Madame Celeste Amarilla,
Vous êtes une femme méprisable et indigne de sa fonction.
Vous ne représentez pas le Paraguay, ce pays qui a transpiré la passion et l’honneur tout au long de la compétition. Par votre inconscience et votre racisme décomplexé, le monde entier a déjà oublié le parcours et l’effort historique que vos joueurs ont réalisés durant cette coupe du monde pour laisser place à une dame incompétente donnant la pire image possible de son pays.
Je ne laisserai jamais aux gens comme elle, la liberté de laisser propager leur haine et leur racisme à travers le monde.
The Mau Mau wanted land back.
Kenyatta gave them speeches.
And left them in poverty, while his family became one of Kenya's biggest landowners.
That's not revolution.
That's betrayal in a suit.
I am an African. I don’t draw inspiration from George Washington or Abraham Lincoln. I draw inspiration from Dr Nkrumah, Thomas Sankara. Samora Machel. Amilcar Cabral.
Mental slavery is when you love your oppressor's culture more than your own.
When you know every Western celebrity but can't name one African revolutionary.
That's how they win - you forget who you are.
This week paints the saddest portraits of our continent. #Cameroon, #Côte d’Ivoire, and #Tanzania are burning because selfish tyrants have once again decided to abuse their citizens and trample on their right to choose.
Biya, Ouattara, and Suluhu all began by blocking their opponents from running. And even when people managed to unite behind the few remaining opposition candidates, they resorted to their usual tricks : stuffing ballot boxes, fabricating results, and declaring themselves winners.
Now, they unleash violence on citizens who dare to protest this daylight robbery. Young people are being killed in the streets for demanding nothing more than respect for their votes. The dictators expect that, after enough blood is spilled, after enough people are arrested, after the internet is shut down, fear will do its work and silence will return. They are counting on our exhaustion to secure another five or seven years of illegitimate power.
And, as always, our so-called regional institutions rush to congratulate them. They release their shameful, recycled statements: “we are observing the situation and call for calm and peace.” Words that reek of hypocrisy and cowardice.
This is the kind of pain you can’t explain. The pain of seeing your vote stolen and your future crushed in front of your eyes. The pain of growing up in a country where you have no say, no power, no right to decide your destiny. You watch those who created your misery parading in luxury cars, guarded by soldiers you paid for, living off your sweat while you struggle to survive.
This is the tragedy of #Africa: a continent with so much brilliance, so much promise, yet held hostage by those who fear the awakening of their own people.
Father, we are Your children
Have You forgiven even those who don’t know Jesus?
Father, it's dark
Shine Your light, shine Your light, shine Your light
Do our cries reach You?
Father, we are Your children
Have You forgiven those who don’t know Jesus?
Father, #AbantwanaBakho
"Colonialism tried to make us despise who we are. Our duty is to love ourselves - our languages, our dances, our music, our history."
- Samora Moisés Machel