BLACK MASK OF ANGRY AFRICA

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• Publication Date: April 2, 1965
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American Negro Discovers
a New Racist Threat
he author, a 29-year-old American
legro who studied economics at
.oston University, where she was
raduated in 1956, has written on
:?ciological and economic subjects
Dr newspapers in the U.S., the
Middle East and West Africa. Fol-
lowing a visit to West Africa in
1961, she wrote a book of essays,
The Deep Ditch and the Narrow Pit.
She wrote this LIFE article based
on a visit to East Africa last year.
CPYRGHby IDA LEWIS
that what is being pl
arrived in Kampala, the cap'- happen here. The Chi
tal of Uganda, only a few weeks etrating hard and n
after receiving that letter from my mous strides. Zanzi
friend in East Africa. Come to East base. Visit Uganda,
Africa, he had said: "By the end j Tanganyika-and, if
of 1965, the world will be amazed mitted, go to Zanzibi
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ield Marshal John Okel-
shown here with body-
uard, led 1964 Zanzibar
evolution, is now involved
ith "grand plan" for revo-
tion in all, of East Africa.
enacing mask (right) was
one by Sudanese tribesmen.
nned could Now, in Uganda, I wanted to
ese are pen- see a man named John Okello-
Iking enor- he calls himself Field Marshal John
)axis their Okello. I knew that he had been
Kenya and very important once and that he
ou are per- might be important again. He had
r." led a\. uccessful left-wing revo-
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lution in Zanzibar back in Janu- When I told him the Negro leader- Africa. Arms will go to guerrilla
ary 1964, but he fell out of favor ship was somewhat divided, a slow, and terrorist groups in these places
with the revolutionary council arrogant smile slipped across his by way of Zanzibar."
and was expelled from the island. face. "What is your mother coun- All this seemed to me the wish-
Since then Zanzibar, although try?" he asked. ful dream of a vain and blood-
technically united with Tangan- "The United States," I said. thirsty man, and eventually Okel-
yika as Tanzania, has gone its Okello froze, and he repeated the to realized that I did not believe
own pro-Chinese "socialist" way. question. "The United States," I him.
In the Grand Hotel bar I struck said again. A third time he asked. "Everything I told you can be
up a gin-and-tonic conversation proved by four men," he insisted.
with a tall yortng Ugandan. His ! This time I did not wait for the "One is here in Uganda; I will send
interpreter but said with finality, him to you. Two are in Dar es
ment 1Cinwthea di loiand he asked "The United States of America." Salaam. One is a Tanganyikan of
whether he might be of some help After a moment Okello stood high standing in the government;
to me. I said jokingly that if he up and shook my hand. I asked if the other is a Zanzibarian who
knew John Okello he could indeed I might talk with him again. Per- participated with me in the revo-
haps, he said. lution. The fourth is working inbe helpful.
"I know John," my new friend Zanzibar itself."
said. I was stunned. Could he help i "Take this," he said as he scrib-
me get an interview? He said he Over the next two weeks I saw bled his signature on a paper nap-
Okello three more times. He be- "Give it to my friend inside
At noon next day I met my friend gan to relax; the interpreter told 'Zanzibar if you go there, and he
again. "We have an appointment me confidentially that Okello had will know that- I sent you. I will
with Okello at 1:30," he said. "But' been reluctant to talk with me at I send a note to my friends in Tan-
first because he thought I was a ganyika and tell them to c; Acct
we must be careful. We both can Christine Keeler type working for ! you. Simply tell them all that
get into trouble-the local police the CIA. The thought amused me.
are keeping their eyes on him." "God chose me," Okello said, I told you about Pemba Island."
We went to a dingy hotel. Okel- .,to give Zanzibar back to the Afri- As he handed me the napkin,
lo remained seated when we en- cans. And," he boasted, "I left Okello suggested that he should
tered his room, which rather re- ;, 10,000 dead in Zanzibar. Africa: come to America and "lead the
sembled a hole for a mole. He is a ! has not heard the last of me." Negro revolution." I took my
powerful man. His face is ebony Certainly Okello intends'
ntends to be leave. I was not to see him again.
and soft; his eyes are sharp.and heard from again. "The Zanzibar
alert. He held a black walking stick revolution," he said at our fourth
in his hands. An interpreter was and last meeting, "was just the be- Three days later a man wear-
and
me.
-
Okello is articulate in ginning. Before that a grand revo He ing a was dirty short blue, and beret thin visited with big
Swahili but knows little English. lutionary plan had been drawn up
When my friend introduced me, to crush the governments of the eyes. He wore a gray linen suit
Okello merely said, "Jambo." Sudan, Somalia, Kenya, a coun-which had once been white.
There was no smile on his face. I try in the Middle East and the "Okello sent me," the man said. ':i Seychelles Islands in the Indian "He told me you were all right
"Jambo," I answered nervously.
For about 15 minutes Okello sat Ocean. to talk to." He spoke hesitantly,
observing me as my friend and the "When Babu [Minister of Co- looking downward. I had liked
interpreter and I chatted. Finally
Okello, in spite of his narcissistic , operatives and Commerce Abdul:
I turned to Okello, managed a Rahman Mohammed; "Babu" is bombast, but this man frightened
smile and asked, "And how are a nickname]
you, Mr. Field Marshal?" Okello and Pakistan, he unfolded the olutionary "field g
came alive. "I'm fit and ready," p y
tan to the revolutionary council him to name the next trouble spot.
he said, swelling out his chest and
and assured us that Red China' "Sudan," he replied.
There are only two things free in Right "The Sudan returned from _ -_----o a ent." I asked
arching his arms. was fully committed to our "Who is against
He talked about Mother Africa. I tives in Zanzibar. e- ' in the Sudan?"
Africa today, he said, "the flags tion Institute was established on camp for black Sudanese. Since
Pemba Island." independence in 1956, 200,000
flying in the wind and the minis- I had heard of Pemba Island be- blacks have fled front. Sudan to
ters of parliament.... 4r-_- b
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is united." ued, "is to train Africans in sub- i He reached inside his breazt
of every white devil and all Africa "The purpose," Okello contin- olution against the Arabs."
dramatically, "until Africa is free "K""'?"""' Lthiopia. We are preparing a rev-
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"Our troops are training here,"
he said, "in the southern forest
in Sudan, bordering Uganda and
Kenya. Our revolutionary gener-
als are training guerrillas."
"How many troops?"
"Thousands of black Sudanese
are being prepared for the revolu-
tion."
"But a revolution is expensive.
Where are you getting the weapons
and money?"
I did not expect an answer, but
it came: "Our money comes from
Nkrumah and our weapons come
through Zanzibar."
If he was not fazed by the ques-
tion, I was taken aback by the
mention of Ghana's President
Kwame Nkrumah. 1. told him I
thought this a dangerous enter-
prise, because the Sudan was an
Arab country as well as a black:
man's country.
"The Sudan is free for Arabs
' only, not for blacks," he prac-
tically shouted. "The Arabs
regard black men as animals. To-
day the blacks in Sudan suffer far
more than they did under British
rule."
What did he want of the Arabs,
I asked. Control, he replied. "No
black African has forgotten the
role Arabs have played in our
past. You yourself, an American
African-you are a victim of the
Arab slave trade. We do not trust
the Arabs, and that includes Nas-
ser."
1 said nothing. He went on.
"The Arabs consider the Sudan
part of the Middle East. Sudan is
a member of the Arab League.
The Arab League is anti-Israel.
We blacks have no quarrel with
the Jews."
He was now pacing up, and
down. Then he sat down, drew his
chair closer to mine and said in a
low voice, "One night ... a black
revolution will emerge from the
forest and explode 'in the streets
of Khartoum ... and when that
night falls, no Arab will sleep in
the Sudan."
When I arrived at Dar es Sa-
laam. the capital of Tanzania, it
was 11 a.m. and scorching hot. As I
I walked across the fiery tarmac,
a smiling young man intercepted
me.
"Are you Miss Lewis? I'm the
protocol officer of Tanganyika.
Please follow me."
In the VIP lounge he offered me
a drink and asked me to give him
my passport. I told him I would
be taking the 4 p.m. flight to Zan-
zibar. "Don't worry," he said.
"I've been instructed to make you
comfortable."
With several hours to kill I de-
cided to telephone to the Tanganyi-
kan of "high standing" Okello
had mentioned. He was a minister j
in the Tanzanian government, and
I hoped to see him when I got
back from Zanzibar. To my sur-
prise the minister said he had heard
from Okello and was anxious to
meet me. I told him to expect me
in five days. He said, "Keep your.
eyes open in Zanzibar 'but keep
ill thought fn ymirgelf."
Miss Lewis interviewed
John Okello in Kampala.
A photograph of the inter-
view, like the one at left, was
published and caused her to
be banned from Zanzibar.
Map shows Pemba Island,
allegedly a terrorist train-
ing ground. In white are na-
tions, all new since the war,
which Africans said they
will take over by violence
-starting with Sudan and
including the Seychelles.
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ime." He paused and then asked, official had Joined us. i asked them,
.'What do you want to do now?" , "Do you know anything about
At lu~cY>~t3i?SIIilii rUbd~hedl`~rfPtl"Yi9IQ cs a s
S'T0-
rport tiil fc. Yc c r e c, h i n t t ca a
Ze about my reasons for going to home. I left word for him to cull is not a good place to wait for'any-
.anzibar. ti-lowever, a few minutes me at the hotel. thing; the heat, the drabness, the
i;forc l lioarded the plane, my little huddles of unsmiling people
assport was returned to me. ~ whispering to one another got on
Then my luck ran out. As I was Next morning at breakfast I no- my nerves. Late that evening the
bout to enter the plane, I heard ticed a headline on the front page . telephone rang-it was the minis-
oud voices shouting, "Stop her! of the Daily Nation: "DEBARRED ter. I took a taxi to his home ear-
top her!" I turned and saw three FROM ZANZIBAR." Me. Why? ly the next morning; he was posi-
en racing toward the plane. One "? . . Possibly because of a recent tive that no one would be watch-
f them strode up the ramp. photograph which showed her in ing my hotel at 6:30 a.m. When I
"Are you Ida Lewis?" conversation with the island's arrived, the minister was waiting
"Yes." [Zanzibar's] revolutionary leader, ,-in front of the house. He greeted
"You are not going to Zanzi-. the former `Field Marshal Okel- me, smiling warmly. He led me
ai lo,' while she was in Uganda." indoors, down a long hall into a He took my overnight bag, led Then, after breakfast, I discov- study dominated by long shelves of
is down the steps and back to his ered that my passport was miss- books. A barefoot houseboy came
dice. "What do you want in Zan- ing. It had been removed from my in with a pot of tea and some Eng-
ibar?" he asked. purse. The U.S. Embassy listened lisil biscuits.
I said nothing. He repeated the l to my story and issued me a new I The minister was a man of
1uestion and added, "What did. passport in about four hours. about 40, tall and fully fleshed.
kello tell you? Whom did he tell The morning of the next day His strangely impressive face was
ou to see?" an American official-a Negro- dominated by a pugnacious nose,
I was irritated. "Why not stop; visited me at the New Africa Ho- and he had a decidedly English ac-
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laying detective?" I asked. Tell lei and asked me to come to his,-
Tic what this is all about!" office. There, he asked me if there gE,i on The officer sat down and finally was any reason, aside from the' right hand were well manicured,
xplained: "I've just spoken to photograph the newspaper, but the nail on his little finger was
ice President Karume on the tele- "l'Y I should have had so much more than an inch long and had
hone. He informed me that you, tr?L1t'Ic begun to curl.
I 1()1d him that in Uganda I had We began to talk politics. The
ire a security risk. He has photo-; ` minister was allergic to white
raphs of you and has instructed ; "`" Okeelln s friend, the revolu- 's he said. He was a rto stop you. Karume says that; ti held anent; I told him what American,
a racist
are a spy. Are you?" Thenli 1;n- h;:a told me about the Sudan, and a firm believer in revolution
ou st
b force. I sat sipping tea. Finally
remembered that a photography I i I hat he had given rne, he asked "1 do not annoy you?"
"
bowing in the Su din. I said I also had a "No," I said, "nothing disturbs
ppeared in the Nairobi edition manuscript, purporting to he his' me since I've been branded a se-
)f the Daily Nation, which circu- life story, which Okello had given: curity risk in Zanzibar and am
ates throughout East Africa. It me. I handed him the lot. virtually under house arrest here."
lad been taken in Kampala by He inspected the material ;uul He laughed.
Freelance photographer who was - -- - - Okello's other friend arrived
kello's friend. , said, "Do you realize, young la l .'I -the Zanzibarian who, John
The off cer stood up and said I that if the authorities had searched Okello said, had fought with him
ni a louder voice, "Don't you I you and found this package, yoi+ in the Zanzibar revolution. He
now Zanzibar is in trouble? The would certainly have been jailed had a peculiar Arad-African look,
lace is full of Communists. Not as a spy? Are you sure you have and his eyes were !cruel. His fig-
ven President Nyerere knows told me everything?" urowas emaciated, but his clothes
hat's going on there most of the By this time a second Americ. - were immaculate.
"I would like to take the first Pemba Island?" I briefly outlined sahouseboyserved us a break-
lane out of your damned coup- what Okello had told me. The sec- t;i st of liver, tomatoes and bacon
ry," I replied. and official said, "it's true. Pemba-I' )d C,,`~S, we talked of the Amer-
"There is no plane tonight," he island is suspected to be the Sier- it ;axial situation. The minister
aid. "Give me your passport." , ra Maestra of East Africa. We ' o . ;;d the Zanzibarian saw no hope
eluctantly I handed it over and know that it has something to 'o in ;\nierica for the black man. I
me left the room. Ten minutes later with Communist infiltration and said that conditions had improved
me returned. I had permission to subversion in Africa." and were improving. They were
emain for three days as "a guest They advised me to leave Dar i,niniprcssed. They felt that the
f the government." es Salaam immediately. But I was
American Negro did not know
The security officer drove me not entirely frank with them; t how to handle the white mall, [
nto Dar es Salaam, registered me did not wish to leave the city until was, to them, a "naive" American
it the New Africa Hotel and told I had talked to Okello's two other Negro.
e not to go away; he would. re- friends-particularly the Tanzani- ,After breakfast they wanted to
urn at 9 o'clock to dine with me. an minister. talk about black Africa. "Look at
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harshly. "What do we have? Pres-
ident TftiWtlifbcr/hrdv'@
dictator; Haile Selassie f Ethio-
pia, a feudal king; Houphouet-
Boigny and Leopold Senghor in
the Ivory Coast and Senegal-Pa-
risiens noirs; Sir Abubakar Balewa
in Nigeria, an English headmaster;
Jomo Kenyatta in Kenya, a grand
but old man; and Tshombe in the
Congo--the pity and the shame of
Africa."
I glanced at the minister; he of-
fered no comment. I said to the
Zanzibarian, "You don't seem to
approve of any existing leader or
government in Africa except your
own. Who do you feel will emerge
as the dominant political figure in
East Africa?"
"Baku," lie answered without
hesitation. "Mohammed Rahman
l3abu.1k was the brain behind our
revolution in Zanzibar. He is also
)young, clever and a man, of the
common people."
"And what about Nkrumah?"
"We must work with Nkrumah.
But we are suspicious of him. He
him I wanted to know about Pem-
ba Island, and about the grand"de-
sign to spread Zanzibar's socialist it
revolution to the African continent.
The minister and the Zanzibar-
ld d
d b
h
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In Peking, Tanzania's develop-
ment and planning chief, Nsilo
Swai (far left), and Vice Presi-
dent Pashidi Kawawa (center)
march with Red Chinese in June
1964 when China pledged loan.
I resented his remit L 1!1c
na
ister read the poem and said, "Yo
have a great love for the blac
man."
start a an
ot
is aggressive, and his aims smell of lain seeme
imperialism. He spends millions of amused by the question.
pounds on propaganda." "John Okello?" asked the Zan-
?" zibarian.
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a
asse
I resented that remark, too.
I-.-- "Because I would like to know.
ia. "But,we will not tolerate Arab
domination of black Africa." Besides, what harm can I do you?"
Suddenly the minister stood up, The Zanzibarian glared at me
a trace of irritation on his face. and said, "The newspaper said you
"The West," he said sharply, "is were a writer. What kind of writ-
the cause of all our troubles in Af- er?" I had a copy of a book of a
rica." Then, in his best Oxford Eng- dozen essays I had written follow-
1?s11 he asked "Do ou have an ing a visit to West Africa in 1961-
9 f y
American dollar ... May I have
it?"
I gave him a dollar bill, and he
waved it in the air. "It is this which
has poisoned independent Africa
and bought our pseudo-anti-impe-
rialist leaders. This is our greatest
danger " Then he tore the bill into
I asked, "What about it, fellows
Do I get what I want or not?"'
spoke again. "You're not going t
cooperate, are you?"
The Zanzibarian asked, "Wh
is your politics? Are you ;i capi
talist, socialist, a Communist?"
"I'm registered as an independ
The Deep Ditch and the Narrow Pit. ent."
`Interesting title. Your own?" ,Is there such a thing in th
"No, I pirated it from the Bible.
In Proverbs there is a passage that
says a whore is a deep ditch and a
strange woman is a narrow pit."
United States?"
"Yes," I. replied. The ministe
turned his back and spoke to th
Zanzibarian in Swahili.
"Would you be willing to tak
an oath of silence?" the ministe
pieces which fell about his feet. ^he Zanzibarian smiled for the asked.
"This is what we think of your first time. "We have plenty of both "No," I replied. "I'm writing-
dollar," he said. in Africa," he said. novel about black Africa and I ca
For a few moments I thought of The Zanzibarian thumbed the use first-hand information." Agai
home-yes, home: "White Amer- book and asked, ."What's this?" they spoke in Swahili. Then I hear
ica." When I get home . I will He read aloud. "The Black Cardi- the Zanzibarian say in Englis
soak up all that damned Americans nal: An Essay on a Human Ideal." .,Who would believe her?"
air.... I will smile at every Ameri- His eyes scanned the chapter and The minister asked, "What di
can, black and white, man, woman he read aloud again: I had a vision Okello tell you?" I outlined briefl,
and child I meet ... I will be grate- of a Black Cardinal last night /I no- my conversation with John Okellful for every dollar I earn.... yes, ticed his stance /I held his hand /f and added, "He also said there wa
dollars. . . . What's more, I dig felt his touch /I watched him pray /'more to know."
America.... And as I woke I heard him say.... '[hd minister sat down and begs
In the following silence I lit a, "Ye shall know the truth, and th., to talk. "Yes, we are preparing fo
cigaret. Then the minister asked truth shall set yefree.
, a full-scale blockade of South A
"WhatS411pi >~e~d ofAfPretrlw 1l ac ~'car ma 'y~t IA RbPr keto 4 RQ@@6GQi M -2
in no mood to kid around. I toldblockade. And a blockade is a
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ct o war. He and the Lanzi gr-
an looked at each other knowing-
y, and the minister continued:
"We must gain control of, the'
ndian Ocean and its oceanic terri-
ories. It is a grand plan and most
f those involved in this project
o not realize the vastness of it."
A blockade of South, Africa?
ontrol of the Indian Ocean? And
y whose navy? I said, "It sounds
Ike messy business."
The minister snapped back, "It's
`messy business' that 10 million
outh Africans suffer daily humili-
tion at the hands of the inhuman
erwoerd crew."
said, "If what you propose
appens, then thousands of blacks
s well as whites will die."
The minister's eyes were cold
ow: "Yes, if need be, thousands
ill die-blacks as well as whites.
f this is the only way to obtain
lack independence in South Af-
ica, then blood must flow. . .
"These blackmail tactics. . . .
hey say to us, `Don't pressure the
ortug uese in Angola and Mozam-
ique. Don't disturb the white set-
lers in Rhodesia.... Don't dare
other Verwoerd in South Africa,
ecause if you do we will starve.'
But we will not be blackmailed.
"No other issue causes more ten-
ion and insecurity among the peo-
le of black Africa than the white
evil's apartheid regime in South
frica. We cannot afford to wait
or those other countries to be-
ome independent before we do
omething about South Africa.
"If we can manage to pull the
ug from under South Africa, these
thers will toe the line. A blockade
of South Africa will enhance our
prestige and power. The imperial-
ists will be compelled to bargain
with us `as equals. South Africa is
he prize of Africa."
. I aski:d if this were not a task
for the Organization of African
Unity. The Zanzibarian dismissed
he O.A.U. as "a pseudo-anti-im-
perialist organization." He said,
"We advocate armed revolution-
ary struggle and we are we or-
ganized."
"Organized by whom.?"
We are" not stupid," said the
minister. "We know we cannot suc-
ceed without the help of a major
world power. For this purpose we
have the full commitment of the
People's Republic of China."
"Why China?" I asked. "Why
not Russia?" They both looked at
me as if I were stupid.
The Zanzibarian answered. "The
problem with white people is that
they believe history did not begin
in Africa before they came. But
there are ancient ties of trade which
date back 1,000 years and connect
China with Somalia, Madagascar
and Zanzibar. For instance, Mad-
agascar has the largest Chinese
population in Africa [8,900]."
The minister spoke up in an
old cliche: "We will accept money
from anyone, provided no strings
are attached." I could not resist
interpolating, "Like a whore." He
ignored that and continued: "The
Russians offered us weapons but
no money. The Chinese are giving
us both, and the loans are interest-
free. The Chinese will help us take
over South Africa."
My God!-Africa swamped with
Red Chinese. I said, "You're for-
getting Great Britain's navy and
a large American fleet which safe-
guards the trade and commerce of
the free world in the Indian Ocean."
"And you are forgetting,", an-
swered the minister, "possibly the
most powerful weapon of all-
world opinion."
He smiled. "If we lay the proper
foundations, world opinion will
be our strongest defender in the
Indian Ocean, as it was Egypt's
at the time of the Suez Canal crisis
in 1956."
The Zanzibarian interrupted.
"Let us suppose that Third World
forces are in control in sout heast
Asia-that is, Indonesia and Ma-
laysia. And in all the tern itories of
the Indian Ocean. Tell me, what's
to stop us from effecting a to-
tal blockade of all commerce and
trade bound for South Africa?"
I asked timidly, "What about
India?"
The minister.. burst into a roar
of laughter. "The Indians? Those
pacifists? Ask the Chinese about
the Indians!"
I asked the minister just what
was meant by a "Third World"
force. He answered, "Peking is the
'hub of the Third World. In a way,
you may call us Peking Africans."
Peking Africans? Amusing. I
said, "It sounds to me as if China
is playing a game of chess, with
you Africans as their pawns."
The Zanzibarian's mouth came
.open; then his big lips rounded out
.and he said, "We are the pawns of
no one. Africans, the Asians and
the Latin Americans are partners!"
'he minister was angry. His eyes
narrowing, his face wide with an-
noyance, he spat at me:
"You must understand that the
Afro-Asian bloc is a growing non-
white entity. This is how we want
it: At the United Nations we will
soon have the power as a group to
control and dictate the policies of
the entire world.
"In fact, without Red China
there can be no United Nations."
I stammered that he was divid-
ing the world into Vanity Blocs-
blocs of coloreds and whites. This
was racism. ,
"So what?" the minister replied.
"Even God is a racist."
At about 3 o'clock the houseboy
brought sandwiches, a full bottle
of gin, ice and tonic. But I wanted
to know more about the Liberation
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Kenya by the colonists.
mall government will demand the
return of territories that were il-
legally annexed to Ethiopia and
"Our plans then take us to So- ,very seriously:
malia, at the horn of East Africa. "If we are to effect a blockade
,These plans will naturally affect of South Africa, we must cross the
Gulf of Aden and bring self-gov
Kenya and Ethiopia. The new So-
entered my country for the pur- fairs [now vice president].
pose of manning and directing the
Institute. Recruits from the Su-
dan, Somalia, Aden, Kenya and shook my head in disbelief,
the Seychelles are being trained in but the minister kept talking. He
guerrilla tactics and guerrilla war- moved on into the Indian Ocean
fare. They are already being re- and in a sentence or two took
turned to their respective coun- over the British crown colony of
tries to prepare them. the Seychelles, a cluster of 92
"We have learned much from !small islands 1,000 miles east of
the mistakes of our Cuban com- Zanzibar. "They are strategically
rades. We do not intend to launch important," he said. "Like Zan-
direct attacks from Zanzibar, as M zibar, they will have their great
Castro did against certain coun- day. And once more the British
tries in South America. Our revo- will go home."
lutions will be led from within." The minister was pleased with
The minister broke in: "First Fi himself'. He walked to his desk,
we ignite a black revolution in the i, picked up a globe and said, not
Sudan. The issue there is Arab ;quite seriously, "I have the whole
domination. world in my hands." Then he said
ase : CIA-RDP7
apgiven to Miss Lew-
is by Okello's Kampala
friend, the revolutionary
"field agent," purports to
show guerrilla disposi-
tions for a Sudan take-
over. Dashes indicate
dense forest areas where
guerrillas are allegedly be-
ingtrained. Agent'shaiid-
writing indicates,with
some misspellings, loca-
tion of Ethiopia, "major
and minor stores" (sup-
ply areas), "operational
headquarters," infantry
strength and a Sudan
population breakdown.
Institute on Pemba Island. The "Kenya is different. Kenyatta
Zanzibarian answered: has a loyal following, but he is old
"It is in a restricted area of the and has gone soft. Our key word
island near the town of Chake for Kenya is patience. But we have
Chhke. Since March 1964, over a .good man in Kenya-Ogiilga
6,000 Red Chinese volunteers have Odinga, Minister of Internal A&
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Revolutionaries' hope to lead
a "Peking Africa" is Abdul Rah-
man Mohammed, usually called
"Babu." He is a far-left leader
of Zanzibar's nationalist party.
Africa. It will be our pleasure to
strip Verwoerd of all his white
glory and hang him from the high-
est pole in Johannesburg."
He paused.
"And you, young lady. will look
back and remember these very
moments and say, `He told me.'"
The minister sat down, placed
the globe between his legs and be-
gan to outline the continent of
I Africa with his forefinger. He did it
three times. Then he spoke again.
"The Third World will come face
to face with the Pritish navy in
the Indian Ocean. We shall see
what price they will pay to `safe-
guard the trade and commerce of
'
ernment to Aden. This is a sensi- the Free World.
tive spot. Here are the oil tnonop- "Then-a black South Africa.
olies of the imperialists. We ex- Wealth, real world power and Af-
pect a world crisis here. The issue 1 rican unity, and surely-some day
"Somalia's fight with Ethiopia will be the British military base. -a black bomb to protect our-
is traditional. Ethiopia is a pecu- '! Soon Aden will be a free state. selves from the bloody white dev-
liar African state which is now You shall see. The year 1965 is ils."
forced to identify herself with crucial for the Third World. The minister stood up, raised
black Africa because of time and "As for black Africa-once the the globe above his head and bal-
change. Revolution in Ethiopia is Indian Ocean is under our con- anced it in his hand. 'Who will
not our concern now; her day will trol, there is no God who will be then," he asked, "have the whole
come when' Selassie dies. able to save the whites in South world in his hands?"
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wondering how much of all this me?"-.he asked. 1 said no. He
I should take seriously. Such day- . looked at me and said, "You don't
dreaming! And such hatred and like me because I'm black."
such tragedy, all lying barely un- - "I have two wonderful boys, 3
derncath the paper-thin juridical and 5 they are," the man in the
veneer of the new Africa. I also - plane went on. "They are the fu-
reflected on the American Ne- ture of Africa." I asked if his wife
gro's dilemma-my dilemma. We wore traditional African dress.
I could write the truth: until he rec-
ognized the mote in his own eye-..
until, in this matter of black and ? , resembles me." He laughed. "Sure-
white, he ceases to be false to him- ~ ly you can see that the older boy
self-no black man, in Africa or in i is exactly like his mother, and
America, will be truly free. what a temperament!"
The man seated next to me in
the plane was a big, square-faced
English-educated black Kenyan.
He sympathized with me for being
an American Negro. "You must
ome to Africa," he said. "You
would be a queen i1i Africa." I
remembered --a young man with
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concentrate our thoughts and ever-
"Indeed yes, and she looks beauti-
gies on exposing the whites; they ful in it. I'm a lucky man." After
are the evil ones. We, the blacks, all this racism I was happy to hear
by the mere fact that
are sanctified someone speak of love.
we are yesterday's disinherited. For He quoted a poem: Give me
me, as a Negro, the easy way out black souls,/ Let them be black/
was plain. I could write that "the Or chocolate brown / Or make them
natives are doing fine . . . they the / Color of dust- /Dustlike,/
send you their love." I could write Browner than sand. / . But if you
another "goddam white" story. Or can/ Please keep them black.
He took out a photograph of
his family. "I think t lie smaller one
His wife's face was fair. "She
looks French," I said.
"No, no," he beamed.
English."
"She is
Prime target of nationalists is
South Africa, bastion of old Boer
supremacy. Here South African
blacks during 1960 riots make
a bonfire of hated passbooks.