THE PROPAGANDA THRIVES

I try to engage Ghanaians in conversation every day. If I’m walking around our neighborhood, or putting in my 5 mile hike exploring Accra, or if I’m ‘stuck’ in an Uber for an hour or so given all the traffic here on these small, pitted streets.

In general, we always end up talking about the u.s.ofa. Specifically, tRump. Everyone across the board seems to know what he is doing.

And most people seem shocked as well as confused.

But one thing I’ve noticed is that many times people will slip into the conversation about immigrants and ICE, they will say things like “well, he does have the right to decide who comes into the country or not.” Or also in that vein, something alluding fact that maybe there are already too many people in the u.s.ofa.

Because wasn’t that what the president of Nigeria just said? “We already have over 230 million people living in Nigeria. What are we going to do with more?”

Given the fact that the u.s. is 965% larger than Nigeria, I am able to inform people that we are the 4th largest country in square miles in the world and yet we have less than 5% of the world population.

Another perspective, honing in on the truth.

But this justification about allowing or not allowing people into the country leads to the conversation about why people want to leave their homeland.

If anyone understands the dilema of the amerikkkan nitemare being shoved down people’s throats and the dire decision to remain in a country where jobs are scarce and wealth for the average person is non-existant, Ghanaians do.

Afterall, liberation from the english colonizer enslaver genocider is 70 years old while looting and destruction was 100’s of years old.

But I’m grateful to challenge this propagada concerning the ‘allowing’ of people who are fleeing the destruction and devastationg we bring and have brought to their homelands also is honing closer to the truth.

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