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Edited on Tue May-12-09 05:39 PM by mojowork_n
...Especially when the intent or purpose is to provide a club for whacking your opponent, or knocking over the "straw man" you've created to represent a contrary point of view. (Recalling that line about 'an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.')
I had a talk this afternoon with my friend, who'd been sent to Kenya as a 19 year old member of the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders ("thin red line") regiment, under the command of Lt. Colonel Robert "Mad Mitch" Mitchell.
He strongly doubted that casualty total of 32, among European civilians, saying he'd seen at least that many, himself. Groups of 5 or 6, per farm, with all their household servants, who usually came from India. (Maybe those Worthy Oriental Gentlemen weren't listed on colonial body lists, in the 1950's.)
He said his unit had been responsible for the massacre of the inhabitants ("male or female, old or young, able-bodied or crippled") of 8 villages. ("Eight villages, with an average population of 500 or so in each, that's 4,000 right there.") "B-level" intelligence had suggested the possibility that someone in each of the villages "might" have been a supporter of the uprising. So after the RAF dropped napalm, one of the most decorated regiments in the history of the British Army was tasked with 'putting any remaining survivors out of their misery.' He still wakes up at night, from time to time, with the memory of the screams, and the rancid and pungent olfactory assaults.
On the other hand, he said that his other memory of the central highlands plateau of Kenya, at the time, was that it was a sort of colonial fantasyland. A little warmer in climate but otherwise the farms and lovely, rolling meadows made you think you were in the Cotswolds, the Shakespeare country of the West Midlands. Only the appearance of the colonials themselves; ruddy, freckle-faced, in pith helmets, betrayed the actual locale.
That world's certainly gone forever. Fifty-some years later, if there's anything to that whole Truth and Reconciliation concept, it might help speed up the process for there to be a little more common understanding on all sides. Less tension and fear and mistrust from everybody. Drop the sharp elbows and relax those shoulders.
...Talk.
Otherwise, there's nothing to stop the cycle from repeating, over and over and over again. Endless repetition of the same old story... "To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; and all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more; it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing."
I've never met anyone from Kenya, I don't think, but I have a friend from next door in Uganda, and some more from Kenya's neighbor to the north, Ethiopia. What I can tell you is that I’d hate for anyone to use the term “Mau-Mau” in their presence, or to describe them. It was a name made up by the British, not a term that any of the members of the uprising ever applied to themselves.
There was undoubtedly plenty of barbarism to go around, on all sides; it probably isn’t necessary to perpetuate it.
.....Forgive the affected, magniloquent borrowing from Shakespeare but my old buddy’s actually related, on his mother’s side, to one of the oldest clans in Scotland, the Macduff’s. Possibly a descendant of some person who may have been the foundation for the character who slays the ambitious usurper, Macbeth, at the end of the play.
Setting aside ambition would also seem to be something a reasonable person might want to do, in advancing the Truth and Reconciliation process. This "bunch of tubes," to borrow former Senator Ted Stevens' phrase to describe the internet, might even be something that also helps it along. As each brief candle, blogging away at his or her keyboard, passes on a cleaner flame or spark, to the next person.
.......More light, less smoke.
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