For years of my youth, I lived in a British colony. The locals, when they interacted with their British masters, were deferential and respectful. But when their masters were not looking, they sent them up in their meeting houses with great humour and scorn. It worries me a little that I seem to see the same in South Africa, as a government sinks ever deeper into nepotism and corruption. The people are sending them up with some of the funniest things you ever saw. But why does it seem so much the same to me as what held colonialism in place in my youth? Or did it?
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