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 The only black woman I had ever touched was my mammy, Maud.  And she was

seventy years old and smoked a corncob pipe and used snuff. And now I was being

asked to double-date with two young maids whose skin was the color of ripe black olives

 

 

Letters On Africa

from Ben Schwartz

 

Dear Rudy,

Thank you for refreshing my memory. I should very much like to meet and talk with Mr. Rogers. Although I would love to visit Cuba and capture their theater and dance for world audiences, my Spanish is limited to cafe con leche. My friend Mauro who is in charge of our Argentina events is, of course Portuguese speaking. I would love to go with Mr. Rogers along with my son. If Mr. Rogers is willing I could help defer his expenses.

Anything I send you you are welcome to use as you wish. As a young man I sold watermelons on the streets of Washington. At the end of a summer my attorney said I should buy six acres and an old house on the corner of Wisconsin and Western Ave in Chevy Chase. I asked him how much cash was needed and he replied $3000. down and $23,000 mortgage. I told him I needed my money to get married and go to school. So, he lent me the $3,000.

One year later the property was zoned commercial and I sold it to Lord and Taylor for over a million dollars profit. And from there to dealing with a very wealthy oil man about whom The Ugly American was written, and then as Vincent Astor's son ( Tony Marshall) as Vice-President in Charge of investments for The African Research and Development Company, then my own company Intervest, and so on.

I was involved in the most exciting adventures in South Africa, Nigeria, Niger, Gabon, Kenya, Southern Rhodesia ( I sent my 16 year old five years ago to Zimbabwe) Ghana, Angola, et al. Did you read my attachment, "Glory Days," that pokes a little fun at my naiveté.

So it is. When we meet I will do my best to regale you with my tales of Africa including delivering 50,000 dollars to Lumumba in Paris. However, let God grant me a little more time for at least one grand adventure, and I will give up thanks. I am hooked on adrenalin and lust for adventure. As I grow older I realize that Americans were cursed by Puritanical ideas.

"The only black woman I had ever touched was my mammy, Maud.  And she was seventy years old and smoked a corncob pipe and used snuff. And now I was being asked to double-date with two young maids whose skin was the color of ripe black olives" (“
Glory Days” ).

After making money in Africa I returned to NY and bought The Little Theater (next to Sardi's) and we opened with Langston Hughes Tambourines to Glory starring Clara Ward, and featuring Bob Guillaume, Lou Gosset, Mickie Grant, Roxy Roker, all young and unknown artists.

Anyhow, it is a long story and much better told over a glass of wine. I believe I can revolutionize and democratize theater. Sound ambitious. It's a piece of cake.

By the way my daughter is a doctor at John Hopkins (after a career in the Army) and lives in Towson.

Regards, Ben

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Dear Rudy,

Thank you for your kind interest in my stories. I write for my own pleasure and “
Glory Days” needs to be finished. My trip was motivated by the same lust and greed that prompted the Conquistadors. "Glory Days” is very personal. We went to Africa to exploit. We went to make a fortune and come back to London or New York and spend the money. To my surprise I fell in love with the impossible, a black woman. Nor Lena Horne, but an African woman six feet tall richer, better educated and much brighter than I was.

I write about the defeat of Colonialism, a defeat that after Vietnam and Cuba we are just beginning to accept. Slavery, the holocaust, and The Inquisition are the results of "Colonialism" i.e. the taking of a people's resources by a superior army. I write Glory days as a satire and point the irony of White perception of their superiority. I knew Toure, Lumumba, Vervord, Ian Smith, Welensky, Akintola, Festus Ekote Iboh, Enaraho, Mandela, Jomo Kenyatta, Amadu Bello, Idi Amin, and Nkrumah.  Today the U.S. still indulges in Iraq this colonialism and believes in the right to drop bombs on innocent people.

I believe with your editorial help I can give an insight into the Africa of Change. When my son was sixteen I sent my son to Zimbabwe to visit old friends.  We ran into Mr. Mugabe and that is another story. I would be happy to provide material for your journal. At my age I am beginning to realize that most of my life I have lived in Plato's cave, and not in a real world.

I will send you more material.

Regards, Ben

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Dear Rudy,

I read your commentary on Gangsters in Nigeria and was amused. We should do an article entitled "Dash" (bribe) which was a way of life. A character you will often meet in "Glory Days" is Amadu Bello (The Sardonna of Sokoto) who I first met in his Palace Parade Grounds wearing the armor his ancestors had worn when conquering Spain. He entered from one side preceded by 400 of his children (wards of the state) who came bearing flowers for me.

During negotiations he came to my rondeval at midnight with his secretary and dictated a six million dollar letter of credit. I asked him, " Sir, why are we doing it this way?" He answered, "Because I do not trust my ministers!" Several years later he was assassinated in his sleep. He was an absolutely fair, just, and incorruptible officer of Africa. The historic animosities between the Hausa, Fulani, Ibo, and Christian are unrelenting and grim. During a meeting Bello began speaking in Swahili, he looked at me and said, “your language is better for business, but ours is better for politics.

Regards, Ben

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Sex at the Margins

Migration, Labour Markets and the Rescue Industry

By Laura María Agustín

This book explodes several myths: that selling sex is completely different from any other kind of work, that migrants who sell sex are passive victims and that the multitude of people out to save them are without self-interest. Laura Agustín makes a passionate case against these stereotypes, arguing that the label 'trafficked' does not accurately describe migrants' lives and that the 'rescue industry' serves to disempower them. Based on extensive research amongst both migrants who sell sex and social helpers, Sex at the Margins provides a radically different analysis. Frequently, says Agustin, migrants make rational choices to travel and work in the sex industry, and although they are treated like a marginalised group they form part of the dynamic global economy. Both powerful and controversial, this book is essential reading for all those who want to understand the increasingly important relationship between sex markets, migration and the desire for social justice. "Sex at the Margins rips apart distinctions between migrants, service work and sexual labour and reveals the utter complexity of the contemporary sex industry. This book is set to be a trailblazer in the study of sexuality."—Lisa Adkins, University of London

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The Warmth of Other Suns

The Epic Story of America's Great Migration

By Isabel Wilkerson

Ida Mae Brandon Gladney, a sharecropper's wife, left Mississippi for Milwaukee in 1937, after her cousin was falsely accused of stealing a white man's turkeys and was almost beaten to death. In 1945, George Swanson Starling, a citrus picker, fled Florida for Harlem after learning of the grove owners' plans to give him a "necktie party" (a lynching). Robert Joseph Pershing Foster made his trek from Louisiana to California in 1953, embittered by "the absurdity that he was doing surgery for the United States Army and couldn't operate in his own home town." Anchored to these three stories is Pulitzer Prize–winning journalist Wilkerson's magnificent, extensively researched study of the "great migration," the exodus of six million black Southerners out of the terror of Jim Crow to an "uncertain existence" in the North and Midwest. Wilkerson deftly incorporates sociological and historical studies into the novelistic narratives of Gladney, Starling, and Pershing settling in new lands, building anew, and often finding that they have not left racism behind. The drama, poignancy, and romance of a classic immigrant saga pervade this book, hold the reader in its grasp, and resonate long after the reading is done.

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The White Masters of the World

From The World and Africa, 1965

By W. E. B. Du Bois

W. E. B. Du Bois’ Arraignment and Indictment of White Civilization (Fletcher)

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