January 23, 2009, - 12:53 pm
Obama-Lit: New Novel Fantasizes of World in Which White Europeans Are Stupid Slaves, Gang-Raped by Blacks
By Debbie Schlussel
While a very scant few Obama supporters were classy and gracious about their candidate winning and getting Inaugurated into the Presidency, many others are enjoying the race-lording.
The latest is author Bernardine Evaristo. Like Obama, she’s of mixed race. And her new novel, “Blonde Roots” explores a new version of slavery: where White Europeans are the property of Black slavemasters, White women are regularly raped by Black sailors, and Whites have “inferior brain capacity”:
In the novel “Blonde Roots,” writer Bernardine Evaristo imagines what might have happened if the ships of the triangular trade had sailed in reverse — with white “Europanes” destined for the plantations of black masters in the islands off the coast of “Amarika” and exchanged for rum and other luxury goods headed to the “United Kingdom of Great Ambossa” in “Aphrika.”
While playing hide-and-seek with her three sisters, 10-year-old Doris Scagglethorpe — the blonde, skinny daughter of a cabbage farmer — is snatched from the coast of England, chained to an iron collar, sold for a shiny kettle and two caskets of grog, and shipped to a slave market.
The daughter of a Nigerian father and white British woman, the 49-year-old Ms. Evaristo started out as an actress in the 1980s, starring in plays that she co-wrote for a production company she helped found. . . .
[In her book,] [i]n the city of “Londolo” in the “UK” of Great Ambossa, Doris works as a house “wigger,” acting as a personal assistant to her master Chief Kaga Konata Katamba I, or Bwana.
She tries to escape by means of the Underground Railroad — a network of disused Tube trains — but ends up working on a sugar cane plantation. Bwana, for his part, expounds in an antiabolitionist tract about his earlier adventures as a slaver in the “Dark Heart of Europa” and the inferior brain capacity of the Caucasoi, whom he deems are “not of our kind.” . . .
In a chapter entitled “The Middle Passage,” Doris is bolted in a prone position in the belly of a ship: to her right is a woman who is dragged away at night to be raped by the black sailors; to Doris’s left, for three nights, is the corpse of a 17-year-old milkmaid who gave up on living after being gangraped by captors. “As I was reading that section to the public, I was like, “Oh my God, this is very unrelenting,'” Ms. Evaristo says. “I was quite pleased about that, too. In that section, there is no room for comedy.”
Don’t kid yourself about why this book is coming out now, the week of the Inauguration of the first (half-)Black President. Timing is everything in the publishing world. And if we can have a Black President, why not this fantasy of White slaves working for Black masters? It’s the logical extension of all the sickening race-lording and over-the-top hype we’ve seen continue to escalate over the last week.
And in fact, even though she’s a Brit, Ms. Evaristo is a huge Obamaniac, as she’s frequently noted on her blog–she shed tears at his Inauguration.
Smelly and ripe enough to become a selection for the Oprah Book Club.