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1 " There are bishops, knights and queens. Once they fought for their people, going to prison and refusing to come out unless the white man went west. Everyone demonstrated while their leaders were in prison, demanding their unconditional release, their names written with wet paint across huge placards... 'Our dear savior, so and so,' they yelled. In torn and bloody clothes, their heroes waved to the crowds, as big trucks waited to whisk them off to maximum-security prisons. They were adored and worshiped. Heroes, my foot! Saviors? Bullshit!" Kangu was suddenlt trembling with rage. "Imagine calling somebody a hero without knowing his motives, just because a poor African boy went to University and read a few of Martin Luther King's speeches. Maybe he was just looking for fame, or eyeng the fat farms of the white man. Then the 'hero' suddenly finds himself wallowing in power, money and sex... All the things he's dreamed of, but never seen. He forgets what he was fighting for, and becomes meaner than the white man ever was; he becomes the devil. "
― , The Ghosts of 1894
2 " That old man... you know whom I'm talking about... went to Lancaster where he was fes British bread and soup." He'd said. "Then he ate pork and drank wine and that was it. He never demanded the land that the white man had taken from his fellow squatters. Instead he grabbed the little that remained. Than what did he do with his people? He grabbed our land and gave it them. And I must add; it makes a lot of people down here very unhappy. "
3 " The future is a terrible place to talk about. Maybe the future always listens to what you have to say about it only to prove you wrong, to laugh at you. And to ridicule you. "