Australian aborigines have had a raw deal. This sums up pretty much the knowledge that the most knowledgeable non-Australians know about them. For the rest of us, it’s Aborigines – I’ve heard of them, they come from Australia don’t they? To go even further, in all of my years on this Earth, I have met people from all over the World, but I don’t think that I have actually ever met an Australian aborigine.
But I’m different than most, my curiosity still drives me on. At the moment a couple of times a year I do some searches on the Internet just looking for pictures of Australian aborigine. Over the last year or so, the photo evidence has only very slightly improved from a group of people dancing in dirt and fat women with thick brow ridges and pancake flat drooping breasts.
You see I am particularly sensitive to these things because I am black, and they used to do the same things with Africans. Yes, there are I’m sure Australian aborigine’s living native lifestyles. But that’s not what the photographers aim for; they look for what they determine as the individuals with what they consider to be the most striking Australian aborigine features. So, they take pictures of naked skinny old men and fat old women, never if you haven’t noticed the other way around. – Welcome to Australia, the only place on the planet where one size fits all, because, one size IS all. Unbelievable isn’t it? I don’t believe it either.
I look to see beautiful Australian aborigine people, men, women and children. I have seen just a few pretty pictures of children, with their fantastic large, bright and strikingly intelligent looking eyes. Only recently literally one or two pictures of beautiful Australian aborigine women – IE not fat, not dressed in rags with an unusually thick brow ridge complimented by her crazy centre parting and obligatory drooping boobs.
Then I hear all the usual bellyaching about how the Australian aborigine’s are drunkards and wastrels and the whites are land thieves and murders etc, people desperately looking for a solution to help these people help themselves and so on. But this isn’t a strange and unknown problem, particular to Australian aborigines. It’s a working class problem exacerbated. It’s what happens to communities when the self esteem is destroyed and they are constantly told that they and everything about them, their culture, their color, their language, and their features are all backwards and ugly. I have seen it in the Caribbean, I see it in Africa. The larger more established and less isolated the indigenous population is, the less likely the colonists are to get away with it for too long. That’s why it didn’t last too long in India, they were able to pull themselves together, they also suffered only minority British rule. They did great damage elsewhere though.
The problem is a universal one, it affects every race and community where people don’t believe in themselves the way they ought, that’s why Obama’s message was so inspirational “Yes we can”.
I look at the pictures that I have seen and I see Africans, far from home. I don’t tolerate other races, I CHOOSE to love them and as a result, I really do and I am interested in everyone. But even I must admit I have a special place in my heart for Africans, for black people. I see Australian aborigines and I am taken away with their beauty, breath taking large eyes, beautiful thick African nose and dark chocolate skin. Breath taking is definitely the sentiment. I can see, from this distance that these folk have so much to add to the global community. I am just so looking forward to see their soon coming bright future.
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