a long text but interesting and funny, well I hope. Eye opener for sure.
A few weeks ago I had a chat with a Tanzanian friend teacher named Mfuchu in Ngorongoro area about the advantages of an African wife over a white one, the white ones being notoriously complex to handle, even in the bush they’re aware of that. Well a white friend of mine is married to an African girl and is says things change fast and it looks the same old same already…
That was a brief summary to introduce the next round of talk in the same village. Another teacher, a Masai this time, came to introduce himself. “Ole, Mfuchu’s friend”.
I don’t know what’s up in that village but talks are always interesting out there, in Olbalbal. Ole started to remind me the story of the comparison between white and black wives and, a fact I didn’t know since then, that I was a bit of a mystery in the village since I preferred to stay with my white chick (and all the complexities that includes, but Karine will be pleased nevertheless) instead of accepting my local friends scouting for a suitable wife for me. Suitable meaning subservient, obedient, not jealous and so on.
Now Ole is a rapper style dude, funny for a Masai with scars and extended earlobes, speaks quite a good English, I say ‘quite’ because it is street English. I discover he is a fan of MTV and similar shows, this explaining that.
So back to the wife subject, he starts again to question me on my pro white choice while a black choice would be so much easier. It’s not that I’m pro white or not, I ‘ve had Tanzanian girlfriends and there are quite a other African girls that I could have been happy to meet more intimately. It’s more an attitude, a connection, a match…
Well Ole is a bit lost on those aspects and switches to a friend of his, a Masai warrior who was keen to “f…k” (his own word that he used many times, thanks MTV…) white chicks, he even married one and left to England with her, winning so the sought after jackpot. The warrior stayed in touch with Ole and soon started to complain this was too difficult to handle, that she was making his life miserable with all kinds of required attitude adjustments, insisting of faithful commitments for one… science-fiction for a Masai man or woman as the concept doesn’t even exist in their culture. Anyway she has asked for divorce when she discovered the warrior was already married and ‘forgot’ to mention that fact! That seems to be a common one with Masai husbands and white wives… so the warrior can’t wait to get back here and resume a normal and easy life with his 1st wife, too bad for the jackpot, not worth.
Ole goes on with the rappers in the USA, those ‘niggas’ …(again his own words, I don’t know what MTV is up to these days but it seems having quite an impact on my dude). ‘Those niggas…man they know how to do it, they get many US girls, pay them to shut up and behave, have many nice cars and jewels, they f..k around like crazy, they sing, they party…. basically that’s what we do in our daily life here but these niggas have more money and style!”. His eyes were shiny and absent for a while.
By then, my colleague and doctor was done and had joined the conversation but silently since he was so in shock. I must say I was quite puzzled too. I’m sure the early missionaries around must rock’n’roll in their graves… Maybe I wouldn’t have been so surprised and laughing in town when the MTV style is rampant but here in the middle of the bush, waow.
Can’t wait to meet that Ole again and fish for more, maybe I should carry a voice recorder with me this time…
Another example of a white girl discovering a mysterious wife was in Loliondo hospital. A medical student had arrived from Europe, started to date the Masai accountant in no time. He expressed the desire to become a doctor and pronto she got him a scholarship and all thanks to her connections. After a few months in Europe, not only the guy didn’t take his studies seriously but he let it slip that he had already a wife and kids back home. At least she didn’t get to marry him yet. And he subsequently lost his scholarship and is now applying for his old job back in Loliondo…
I remember I was asked by fellow Masai or not colleagues, hoping for a jackpot too, how they could date white women. A lot of them were discouraged by my advices. Not that I’m a master in how to date but just explaining the basics about a white woman, equal rights, divorces, fidelity, no authority, no domestic violence, no forced sex… yes many decided to drop it, not worth the effort and I could see in their eyes a certain amount of incomprehension and pity. Even worse when I admitted that white men used to behave in that way a few decades ago only. “So where did it go wrong? Why lose all those advantages?” they asked. Hum...vast topic, another post maybe.
I like these new friends, they bring a new old fashioned perspective to things…