Melinda
Gates wants to spend $4.6B to ensure that the world has fewer African babies.
Nigerian, Obianju Ekeocha says, "No thanks!"
There are so many hot button cultural issues at play here. So many intelligentsia assumptions about uneducated, back water haphazard over breeders. I'm sure Melinda Gates means well. Really, I am. But her message here is this: The world will be a better place if there were less of you.
Think about that for a second.
I'm not
going to hop on the racism at play here other than to make a quick note of it.
My guess is that this sort of xenophobia really is more of a case of naivety and ignorance rather
than outright intentional hatred of any particular race. It is fear, but not outright hatred. In any case, it is certainly not hope.
To those
that offer this as some sort of sexual liberation, I ask: Is sex in the West
really so great that we have to import our technical enhancements into every
town and community in the world? Do we have some superior way of getting busy that we have have to import to the world? I mean, look at our grocery store isles. We
can't even buy food without being confronted with a hyper fixation on
"having our minds blown" and our "pleasure enhanced" with
every technique imaginable. This doesn't really strike me as a reflection on
the fact that we are a civilization who is perfectly at peace and content with
both our sexuality and our sexual lives. It strikes me that we are a people
who, in an effort to squeeze out every ounce of fulfillment from sex that we
feel we are entitled to, have enabled mass marketers to commodify the very
means by which life is brought into the world leaving us feeling empty and
soulless. We look like frenzied, bewildered fiends, baffled that all of this
pleasure lacks joy and turns out to make us feel all the more empty and unfulfilled.
That is what we want to import to the rest of the world?
Ekeocha is
so gracious in her defense of African fertility. She doesn't rail against Gates
like some political cultural warrior. Rather she invites Gates to take a
closer local at community life in her native home. She offers us a glimpse at
something that we in the West, who suffer in an age of increasing isolation and
epidemic loneliness, are really longing for ourselves. She offers us a glimpse
at communio.
"Growing
up in a remote town in Africa, I have always known that a new life is welcomed
with much mirth and joy. In fact we have a special “clarion” call (or song) in
our village reserved for births and another special one for marriages.
The
first day of every baby’s life is celebrated by the entire village with dancing
(real dancing!) and clapping and singing - a sort of “Gloria in excelsis
Deo.”
"Amidst
all our African afflictions and difficulties, amidst all the socioeconomic and
political instabilities, our babies are always a firm symbol of hope, a promise
of life, a reason to strive for the legacy of a bright future. "
Ekeocha also asks a very good question. Namely, "Who is going to clean up the mess, (the uh, bio-hazards to be specific), that you're going to make in our country?"
I really
can't understand the lack of introspection that so-called Western
"helpers" sometimes show when it comes to providing aid to the third
world. For all the derisive talk about Christian missionary paternalism, it is
going to become increasingly clear that the secularized version of missions
will be far more immoral and destructive. What we're ending up with is sexual imperialism. Just terrific.
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