In the South Park episode “Fatbeard” Cartman convinces some of his friends that their comfortable suburban life is miserable, and that a better future awaits them as pirates in Somalia. After their arrival in Somalia, Cartman manages to maintain this illusion for a while – until reality catches up with them.
Spoiled children in well-to-do countries like to imagine that life would be better elsewhere, if only they could escape the boredom and monotony of the only life they have known.
Stanley Ann Dunham, Barack Obama’s mother, was an only child. As a leftist and an adventurer, Stanley seems to have been partial to non-white men. Perhaps white men were too “bland” for her. She ended up marrying an unprincipled Kenyan philanderer who had abandoned his pregnant wife in Kenya. Through him she bore the illegitimate son we now know as “Barack Obama”.
Purely by chance, I came upon a blog that contains first-hand accounts of a woman much like Stanley Dunham: Sacha Stevenson. Like Stanley, Sacha is an only child. Like Stanley, Sacha had a bit of gender confusion and grew up fatherless. Both women moved around a lot and lacked solid roots in any one place. They were both “hippies” and they both ended up in Indonesia. Both women also dated black men first and then moved on to Asian men. I believe that Sacha’s account of her experiences in Jamaica throw some light on this type of mentality and how they try to reconcile it with reality. Here are excerpts from Sacha’s Jamaican experience (my comments in parenthesis and bold):
At 17, I arrived at the Kington airport in Jamaica. I remember feeling absolutely free for the first time in my life. I had all I needed in my life in my backpack, adrenalin pumping through my veins, and a rape whistle that my mother gave me tightly attached to my wrist. She said, “if you are in danger, blow the whistle!” You see, Kingston, Jamaica, at that time anyways, was not well known for its hospitality. In fact Kingston was labeled “The murder capital of the world”! Luckily for me, I had no serious problems, but it REALLY OPENED MY EYES! I got to see Bob Marley’s house. I got to see the bullet marks in the wall from the assassination attempt he spoke of in the song “Ambush in the Night”. (Jamaica had been romanticized for her from an early age. Her young mind was overwhelmed with excitement – and she was emotionally vulnerable).
I was the target of racism myself for the first time in my life and I understood completely why some people there held a grudge. (She couldn’t accept that blacks can be bad people; instead, their racism was understandable because it was a “grudge”. I wonder if she is as forgiving toward white racists).
I saw poverty for the first time, I saw guns and violence, but I also saw the kindness and beauty of perfect strangers in the least expected places. (Up until that point, she had led a sheltered existence. She didn’t understand that all human societies contain kindness and beauty of some sort – or they wouldn’t be human at all. But this was a place where guns and violence were far more common than in Canada and, in her mind, the presence of kindness and beauty offset this flaw).
I also met a Jamaican guy in Kingston and we started seeing each other, but because Kingston became too dangerous for us (he was physically attacked for dating a white woman). (It was inevitable that she would meet a Jamaican guy; it was probably part of her fantasy – and a dream come true for the lucky Jamaican. But she discovered that racism is far more prevalent among blacks than among whites).
Living in Jamaica was a treasured experience I’ll never forget, but it was so difficult to live there due to the racism, poverty, hatred, jealousy and domestic abuse that was encircling me. I was endangering myself and my boyfriend by staying any longer. This is when I left Jamaica…. (She discovered that life among blacks is not a bowl of cherries. One wonders if the “domestic abuse” was also directed at her sometimes).
Her experience in Indonesia was completely different. She had received a real-life lesson in HBD and learned that Asians, overall, are much safer to be around than Africans. She remains in Indonesia to this day. It’s a pity that she never really gave her own race a chance.
From the stories of Stanley Dunham and Sacha Stevenson, we can identify some common factors that might cause young white women to lose their own racial/ethnic identities and seek greener pastures:
1) Growing up with a single parent, specifically only a mother. Incidentally, this may also explain why so many black men seek out white women: They have no father figure to look up to who had married a black woman – and available black women probably remind them too much of their own domineering mothers.
2) A lack of solid roots in one place and no real attachment to any community.
3) A parenting style that deprived them of a sense of adventure in their own lives, causing them to seek it elsewhere and with “the other” (men of other races). But this is only an educated guess; I have no evidence for this.
4) Discomfort, of some sort, with their own gender. A girl should have a girl’s name and be encouraged to act like a girl.
5) A lack of siblings. This probably goes hand in hand with a lack of community, and a lack of a sense of belonging.
I might add that the mothers of both girls failed to provide their daughters with solid knowledge of other cultures and countries. In Sacha’s case, she was infused with idealistic visions of Jamaica. Fortunately for her, she escaped that island alive and without child. Apparently the same applies to Stanley’s upbringing. How else can we explain that she accepted the word of an older Kenyan man, that he was divorced. Her mother should have warned her about men in general, and black men in particular. But it would also be a mistake to fill a child’s head with unreasonable fears of other peoples and races. At some point these fears are bound to be exposed as lies – and then the child will abandon all caution. The child should be taught caution but not hysteria.
Overall, I’d have to say that Cartman caught on a lot quicker than either of these two women.