Once upon a time, long, long ago, just as colonialist exploiters and fascist pigs were ruining the rich, idyllic, peaceful society and its advanced technical civilization in their path, a queen was pounding millet while staring at the chickens scratching in the baked earth around her hut.
It was because of her distracted state that she crushed her finger with a careless stroke while pounding the millet, and a drop of blood fell on the earth. As she looked at the blood she said to herself, "Oh, how I wish that I had a daughter that had skin as black as coal, and tightly curled hair, all of which can be sorted out by a little hydroquinone-based skin lightener and hair relaxant." Soon after that, the queen gave birth to a baby girl. Unfortunately she didn’t know who the father was, but at least she could claim a R180 child grant. They named her Princess Snow Black. The queen died soon after giving birth because she was denied proper care by the imperialist oppressors who reserved the best doctors and medical care for themselves. Other members of her tribe were admittedly trained as doctors, but they could not be relied upon not to kill their patients, seeing that they had been admitted to medical school on the basis of a quota system.
Êrens op die web sirkuleer ‘n brief wat taamlik ongemak veroorsaak. Die brief is reeds 9 jaar gelede geskryf, was vergete, en het nou weer skielik begin sirkuleer. Dit is onderaangeheg vir diegene wat dit nog nie gelees het nie.
