I turned down an MBE. A friend asked me if I would accept it, I just saw my parents' faces and without thinking I said 'yes' and then I took a minute and reflected, reflected on my status and I felt a burning sensation in my chest. Your forefathers grabbed my motherland, pinned her down and took turns. They did that every day for a couple hundred years and then left her to treat her own burns. Now all of her children are born with a set of unique concerns and gaps in the information that we really do need to learn and none of us know why, why we got absorbed by a 'higher entity', why I have to fight for my identity.
"George - people know me as this - the name of some old colonialist and you are so conceited it doesn't even occur to you how lonely this is. What they did was pure evil and you can't see it because that was your people."
