The Writer in a Neocolonial State
By Ngugi wa Thiong’o
This essay by Ngugi wa Thiong’o was first delivered as an address to the African Literature Association Conference at Northwestern University, 1985. It was published jointly by Vita Books and Africa World Press in 1986, and has been re-published by Mwamko (in 2024) with permission from Ngugi wa Thiong’o.
The African writer who emerged after the Second World War has gone through three decisive decades which also mark three nodal stages in his growth. He/she has gone, as it were, through three ages within only the last thirty years or so: the age of the anti-colonial struggle; the age of independence; and the age of neocolonialism.
First was the 1950s, the decade of the high noon of the African peoples’ anti-colonial struggles for full independence. The decade was heralded internationally by the Chinese revolution in 1949 and by Indian independence about the same time. It was the decade of the Korean revolution; the Vietnamese defeat of the French at Dien Bien Phu; the Cuban people’s ouster of Batista; the stirrings of heroic independence and liberation movements in Asia, the Caribbean and Latin America.
In Africa the decade saw the Nasserite national assertion in Egypt culminating in the triumphant nationalization of the Suez Canal; armed struggles by the Kenya Land and Freedom Army Mau Mau, against British colonialism and the FLN against French colonialism in Algeria; intensified resistance against the South African apartheid regime, a resistance it responded to with the Sharpeville Massacre; and what marks the decade in the popular imagination, the independence of Ghana in 1957 and in Nigeria in 1960 with the promise of more to follow.
It was, in other words, the decade of a tremendous anti-imperialist and anti-colonial revolutionary upheaval occasioned by the forcible intervention of the masses in history. It was a decade of hope, the people looking forward to a bright tomorrow in a new Africa finally freed from colonialism.
Kwame Nkrumah was the single most important theoretician and spokesman of this decade and his Ghana became the revolutionary mecca of the entire anti-colonial movement in Africa. A South African political refugee summed it up by calling his book, Road to Ghana. Everywhere on the continent, the former colonial slave was breaking his/her chains, and singing songs of hope for a more egalitarian society in the economic, political and cultural life.
The African writer we are talking about was born on the crest of this anti-colonial upheaval and worldwide revolutionary ferment. The anti-imperialist energy and optimism of the masses found its way into the writing of the period. The very fact of his birth was itself evidence of this new assertive Africa. The writing itself whether in poetry, drama or fiction, even where it was explanatory in intention, was assertive in tone.
Africa Speaks for Itself
It was Africa explaining itself; speaking for itself; and interpreting its past. It was an Africa rejecting the images of its past as drawn by the artists of imperialism. The writer even flaunted his/her right to use the language of the former colonial master anyway he/she liked. No apologies, no begging. The Caliban of the colonial world had been given European languages and he/she was going to use them even to subvert the master.
There is a kind of self-assuredness, a confidence, if you like, in the scope and mastery of material in some of the best and most representative products of the period: Chinua Achebe’s Things Fall Apart; Wole Soyinka’s Dance of the Forests; Cámara Laye’s The African Child; and Sembene Ousmane’s God’s Bits of Wood.
The decade, in politics and in literature, was best summed up in the very title of Peter Abrahams’ autobiography, Tell Freedom; while the optimism is all there in the David Diop poem, Africa. After evoking an Africa of freedom lost as well as the Africa of the current colonialism, he looks to the future with unqualified, total confidence:
Africa tell me Africa
Is this you this back that is bent
This back that breaks under the weight of humiliation
This back trembling with red scars
And saying yes to the whip under the midday sun
But a grave voice answers me
Impetuous son that tree young and strong
That tree
In splendid loneliness amidst white and faded flowers
That is Africa your Africa
That grows again patiently obstinately
And its bitter fruit gradually acquire
The bitter taste of liberty
Here the writer and his/her work were part of the African revolution. Both were its products even as the writer and the literature tried to understand, reflect and interpret the revolution. The promptings of his/her imagination sprang from the fountain of the African anti-imperialist anti-colonial movement of the 1940s and 1950s. From every tongue came the same tune: Tell Freedom.
Contradictions of Color and Class
But very often the writer who sang Tell Freedom in tune and time with the deepest aspirations of his/her society did not always understand the true dimensions of those aspirations, or rather, he/she did not always adequately evaluate the real enemy of these aspirations. Imperialism was far too easily seen in terms of the skin pigmentation of the colonizer. It is not surprising of course that such an equation should have been made since racism and the tight caste system in colonialism had ensured that the social rewards and punishments were carefully structured on the mystique of color.
Labor was not just labor but black labor; capital was not just capital but white owned capital. Exploitation and its necessary consequence, oppression, were black. The vocabulary by which the conflict between colonial labor and imperialist capital was perceived and ideologically fought out consisted of white and black images sometimes freely interchangeable with the terms European and African.
The sentence or the phrase was ‘…when the white man came to Africa…’ and not ‘…when the imperialist or the colonialist came to Africa…’; or ‘…one day these whites will go…’ and not ‘…one day imperialism or these imperialists will go…’! Except in a few cases, what was being celebrated in the writing was the departure of the white man with the implied hope that the incoming black man by virtue of his blackness would right the wrongs and heal the wounds of centuries of slavery and colonialism.
As a result of this reductionism to the polarities of color and race, the struggle of African people against European colonialism was seen in terms of a conflict of values between the African and the European ways of perceiving and reacting to reality. But which African values? Which white values? The values of the European proletariat and of the African proletariat? Of the European imperialist bourgeoisie and of the collaborationist African petit bourgeoisie? The values of the African peasant and those of a European peasant?
An undifferentiated uniformity of European or white values was posited against an equally undifferentiated uniformity of African or black values. In short, the writer and the literature he/she produced did not often take and hence treat imperialism as an integrated economic, political and cultural system whose negation had also to be an integrated economic, political cultural system of its opposite: national independence, democracy and socialism. And so, the writer, armed with an inadequate grasp of the extent, the nature and the power of the enemy could only be shocked by the broken promises as his/her society entered the second decade.
The beginnings of the 1960s saw an acceleration of the independence movements. Tanzania, Uganda, Zaire, Kenya, Zambia, Malawi, Congo (Brazzaville), Senegal, Ivory Coast, Mali – country after country won the right to fly a national flag and to sing a national anthem. At the end of the 1960s only a few smudges on the map represented old colonies. The Organization of African States (OAU) was the symbol of the new age.
But if the 1960s was the decade of African independence, it was also the decade when old style imperialism tried to halt the momentum of the anti-colonial struggle and the successes of the 1950s; old style imperialism clung tenaciously to Angola, Guinea Bissau and Mozambique. In Zimbabwe, Ian Smith and his Rhodesian Front – with the active covert and overt encouragement from the big imperialist bourgeoisie – tried to create a second South Africa by means of American sounding UDI [Universal Declaration of Independence].
Internationally, that is outside Africa, this last stand of old-style imperialism was represented by the U.S. in South Vietnam. But U.S. domination of South Vietnam also represented new style imperialism – that is U.S.-led imperialism ruling through puppet regimes. Thus, in Vietnam lay a clue as to what was happening to the Africa of the 1960s, happening, that is, to its independence from classical colonialism.
New Imperialist Pressures
To the majority of African people in the new states, independence did not bring about fundamental changes. It was independence with the ruler holding a begging bowl, and the ruled holding a shrinking belly. It was independence with a question mark. The age of independence had produced a new class and a new leadership that often was not very different from the old one. Black skins, white masks? White skins, black masks? Black skins concealing colonial settler hearts?
It was Frantz Fanon in his book Les Damnés de la Terre first published in French in 1961 and later, 1965, in English under the title The Wretched of the Earth, who prophetically summed up the new age. The class that took over power after independence was an underdeveloped middle class which was not interested in putting the national economy on a new footing, but in becoming an intermediary between Western interests and the people, a handsomely paid business agent of the Western bourgeoisie:
“Before independence, the leader generally embodies the aspirations of the people for independence, political liberty and national dignity. But as soon as independence is declared, far from embodying in concrete form the needs of the people in what touches bread, land and the restoration of the country to the sacred hands of the people, the leader will reveal his inner purpose: to become the general president of that company of profiteers impatient for their returns which constitutes the national bourgeoisie?”
I have always argued that literature written by Africans, and particularly the literature of this period, cannot really be understood without a proper and thorough reading of the chapter, “Pitfalls of National Consciousness” in Fanon’s The Wretched of the Earth. The literature of this period was an imaginative footnote to Fanon.
The new regimes in the independent states increasingly came under pressure from external and internal sources. The external pressure emanated from the West which wanted these states to maintain their independence and nonalignment firmly on the side of Western economic and political interests. Where a regime showed a consistent desire to break away from the Western orbit, destabilization through economic sabotage and political intrigue was set in motion. The U.S. role in bringing down Patrice Lumumba and installing the Mobutu military regime in Zaire at the very beginnings of the decade was a sign of things to come.
The internal pressure came from the people who soon saw that independence had brought no alleviation to their poverty and certainly no end to political repression. People saw in most of the new regimes dependence on foreigners, grand mismanagement and well-maintained police boots. To quote Fanon:
“scandals are numerous, ministers grow rich, their wives doll themselves up, the members of parliament feather their nests and there is not a soul down to the simple policeman or the customs officer who does not join in the great procession of corruption”
Some military intervened either at the promptings of the West or in response to what they genuinely saw and felt as the moral decay. But they too did not know what else to do with the state except to run the status quo with the gun held at the ready – not against imperialism – but against the very people the army had ostensibly stepped in to save.
Thus the 1960’s, the age of independence, became the era of coups d’etat whether Western-backed or in patriotic response to internal pressures. Zaire in 1960 and 1965; Nigeria and Ghana in 1966; Sierra Leone, Sudan, Mali, Uganda: all these and more fell to the army and by 1970 virtually every independent state had experienced a measure of military coups, attempted coups or threats of coups.
The Writer’s Revenge
The result was often intraclass fratricide as in the case of Zaire and Nigeria but one that dragged the masses into meaningless deaths, starvation and stagnation. The era of coups d’etat conjured up two hideous monstrosities: Bokassa and Idi Amin, two initial darlings of the West who were to make a total mockery of the notion of independence. But hideous as they were, they were only symbols of all the broken promises of independence
What was wrong with Africa? What had gone wrong? The mood of disillusionment engulfed the writer and the literature of the period. It was Chinua Achebe in A Man of the People who correctly reflected the conditions that bred coups and rumors of coups. The fictional narrator captures the deliberate murder of democracy by the new leadership in the image of a house:
“We had all been in the rain together until yesterday. Then a handful of us – the smart and the lucky and hardly the best – had scrambled for the one shelter our former ruler left, and had taken it over and barricaded themselves in. And from within they sought to persuade the rest through numerous loudspeakers, that the first phase of the struggle had been won and that the next phase – the extension of our house – was even more important and called for new and original tactics; it required that all argument should cease and the whole people speak with one voice and that any more dissent and argument outside the door of the shelter would subvert and bring down the whole house.”
A Man of the People coming out at about the same time as the first Nigerian military coup had shown the case of a writer as a prophet. But other writings – particularly Ayi Kwei Armah’s The Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born, and Okot p’Bitek’s Song of Lawino – were equally incisive in their horror at the moral decay in the new states.
The writer responded to the decay by appealing to the conscience of the new class. If only they would listen! If only they would see the error of their ways! He/she pleaded, lamented, threatened, painted the picture of the disaster ahead, talked of a fire next time. He/she tried the corrective antidote of contemptuous laughter, ridicule, direct abuse with images of shit and urine, every filth imaginable.
The writer often fell on the kind of revenge Marx once saw the progressive elements among the feudal aristocracy taking against the new bourgeoisie that was becoming the dominant class in 19th century Europe. Then, the aristocracy “took their revenge by singing lampoons on their new master, and whispering in his ears sinister prophecies of coming catastrophe.”
“In this way arose feudal socialism; half lamentation, half lampoon; half echo of the past, half menace of the future; at times, by its bitter, witty and incisive criticism, striking the bourgeoisie to the very heart’s core; but always ludicrous in its effect, through total incapacity to comprehend the march of modern history.”
Thus, the writer in this period was still limited by his/her inadequate grasp of the full dimension of what was really happening in the 1960s: the international and national realignment of class forces and class alliances. What the writer often reacted to was the visible lack of moral fiber of the new leadership and not necessarily the structural basis of that lack of a national moral fiber.
“The writer often reacted to the lack of moral fiber of the new leadership and not the structural basis…”
Sometimes the writer blamed the people – the recipients of crimes – as well as the perpetrators of the crimes against the people. At times the moral horror was construed in terms perilously close to blaming it all on the biological character of the people. Thus, although the literature produced was incisive in its observation, it was nevertheless characterized by a sense of despair. The writer in this period often retreated into individualism, cynicism or into empty moral appeals for a change of heart.
The neocolonial era
It was the third period, the 1970s, that was to reveal what really had been happening in the 1960s: the transition of imperialism from the colonial to the neocolonial stage. On the international level, the U.S.-engineered overthrow of the Allende regime in Chile was a victory for neocolonialism. The decade saw the clear ascendancy of U.S.-dominated transnational financial and industrial monopolies in most of Asia, Africa and Latin America.
This ascendancy was to be symbolized by the dominance of the International Monetary Fund (IMF) and the World Bank in the determination of the economies and hence the politics and cultures of the affected countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America. The era saw the U.S. surround Africa with military bases or with some kind of direct U.S. military presence all the way from Morocco via Diego Garcia to Kenya and Egypt
The aims of the Rapid Deployment Forces formed in the same decade were unashamedly slated as interventionist in third world affairs, i.e. in affairs of the neocolonies. Indeed, the decade saw an increasing readiness of former colonial powers to militarily enter Africa without even a trace of shame. The increasingly open, naked financial, industrial, (see Free Trade Zones), military and political interference of Western interests in the affairs of African countries with the active cooperation of the ruling regimes in the same countries, showed quite clearly that the so-called independence had only opened each of the African countries to wider imperialist interests. Dependence abroad; repression at home became the national norm.
But if the 1970s revealed more clearly the neocolonial character of many of the African countries, the 1970s also saw very important and eye-opening gains by the anti-imperialist struggles. Internationally, the single most important event was the defeat of the U.S. in Vietnam. But there were other shattering blows against neocolonialism, Nicaragua and Iran for example.
In Africa the 1970s saw a victorious resurgence of anti-imperialism. The armed struggles in Angola, Mozambique and Guinea Bissau and Zimbabwe had clearly gained from the errors of the earlier anti- colonial movements in the 1950s. They could see the enemy much more clearly and they could clearly analyze their struggles in terms that were beyond just the question of color and race.
Their enemy was imperialism and the classes that allied with imperialism. The new awakening to the realities of imperialism was reflected in some very important theoretical and political breakthroughs in the works of Amilcar Cabral, Walter Rodney, Samir Amin, Ben Magubane and in many papers emanating from university centers in many parts of the continent.
Writers Confront Neocolonialism
Once again, this new anti-imperialist resurgence was reflected in literature. For the writer from Mozambique, Angola, Guinea Bissau, his/her content and imagery were clearly derived from the active struggles of the people. Even in the countries that became independent in the 1950s and 1960s, the writer also started taking a more and more critical stand against the anti-national, anti-democratic, neocolonial character of the ruling regimes.
He/She began to connect these ills not just to the moral failings or otherwise by this or that ruler, but to the perpetuation of imperialist domination through the comprador ruling classes in Africa; the writer in the 1970s gradually began to take imperialism seriously. He was also against the internal classes that allied with imperialism. But the writer tried to go beyond this. One can sense in some of the writing of this period an edging towards the people and a search for new directions.
The writer in the 1970s was coming face to face with neocolonialism. He was really a writer in a neocolonial state. The writer who edged towards the people was caught in various contradictions. Where, for instance, did he stand in relation to the neocolonial state in which he was a citizen, and within which he was trying to function?
A neocolonial regime is, by its very character, a repressive machine. Its very being – in its refusal to break with the international and national structures of exploitation, inequality and oppression – gradually isolates it from the people. Its real power base resides not in the people but in imperialism, in the police and the army. To maintain itself, it shuts all venues of democratic expression. It, for instance, resorts to a one-party rule, and since in effect the party is just a bureaucratic shell, this means resorting to a one-man rule.
All democratic organizations are outlawed or else brought under the ruler in which case they are emptied of any democratic life. Why then should the regime allow any democracy in the area of culture? Any democratic expression in the area of culture becomes a threat to such a regime’s very peculiar brand of culture: The culture of silence and fear, run and directed from police cells and torture chambers.
The Kenya that emerged from the 1970s is a good illustration of the workings of a neocolonial state. At the beginning of the decade Kenya was a fairly open society in the sense that Kenyans could still debate issues without fear of prison. But as the ruling party under Kenyatta and later under Daniel Moi continued cementing the neocolonial links to the West, the Kenya regime became more and more intolerant of any views that questioned neocolonialism.
In the 1950s, Kenyans fought to get rid of all foreign military presence from her soil. By 1980, the Kenyan authorities had given military base facilities to the U.S. The matter was not even debated in the U.S. Congress. Now, within the same decade which saw Kenya’s coast turned over for use by the U.S. military machine, the Kenya regime had banned all centers of democratic debate.
Intellectual Repression
Even the university was not spared. University lecturers were imprisoned, or detained without trial such as writers like Al Amin Mazrui, Edward Oyugi, Wang’ondu wa Kamiriri and Otieno Mak’Onyango. As we are talking today one of them – a writer that was our foremost national historian – Maina wa Kinyatti is starting a six-year term in a maximum-security prison, for doing intensive work on Mau Mau.
Maina wa Kinyatti was educated in Kenya and in the U.S. On returning to Kenya at the beginning of the 1970s, he joined the history department at Kenyatta University College. He became very concerned that ten years after the Kenya Land and Freedom Army had forced colonialism to retreat and allow Kenya a measure of self-rule and independence, no work had been done by Kenyan scholars on the actual history and literature of those who died that Kenya might be free.
He set about collecting the songs and the poems of the Mau Mau era, some of which he later edited into a book: Thunder from the Mountain: Mau Mau Patriotic Songs. He also started work on the whole movement within the context of Kenyan history of struggle from the 19th to the 20th centuries. The result? He now languishes in jail, going blind. With him are two men: Wangidu wa Kainki and Otieno Mak’Onyango.
Regime Becomes Intolerant
Over the same decade, the regime became very intolerant of theatre and any cultural expression that sided with the people. Kamiriithu Community Education and Cultural Center’s open-air theatre was razed to the ground. A number of plays were stopped. Kenyan writers like Professor Micere Mugo, Ngugi wa Mirii and Kimani Gecau were forced into exile.
In February this year [1985], the regime climaxed its decade of intolerance by bludgeoning 12 students to death; sent 150 others to the hospital; put 14 into jails and there are another 10 who have been serving jail terms of up to ten years since 1982. Five others including Julius Mwandawiro Mghanga have been detained and are now awaiting trial for holding an illegal interdenominational prayer meeting in day time in an open university sports ground.
How does a writer function in such a society? He can adopt silence, self-censorship in which case he ceases to be an effective writer. Or he can become a state functionary, an option some Kenyan writers have now embraced, and once again cease to be an effective writer. Or he may risk jail or exile, in which case he is driven from the very sources of his imagination. Write and risk damnation. Avoid damnation and cease to be a writer. That is the lot of the writer in the neocolonial state.
There are other contradictions for a writer in a neocolonial state. For whom does he write? For the people? But then what language does he use? It is a fact that the African writer who emerged after the Second World War opted for European languages. All the major African writers write in English, French and Portuguese. But, by and large, all the peasants and a majority of the workers – say the masses – have their own languages.
Isn’t the writer perpetuating, at the level of cultural practice, the very neocolonialism he is condemning at the level of economic and political practice? For whom does a writer write is a question which has not been satisfactorily resolved by the writer in a neocolonial state. For the African writer, the language he has chosen already has chosen his audience.
Whatever the language the writer has opted for, what is his relationship to the content? Does he see reality in its unchangingness or in its changingness? To see reality in stagnation or in circles of the same movement is to succumb to despair. And yet for him to depict reality in its revolutionary transformation from the standpoint of the people – the agents of change – is once again to risk damnation by the state. For a writer who is depicting reality in its revolutionary transformation, is in effect, exposing the upholders of the status quo.
The Writer’s Choices
I think I have said enough about the writer in the third period – the 1970s – to show that his lot, particularly when he may want to edge towards the people, is not easy. But what are his choices, say options, as he faces the 1980s?
In the world, the struggle between democratic and socialist forces for life and human progress; and the imperialist forces for reaction and human death is still going on and it is bound to become more fierce. Imperialism is still the enemy of humankind and any blow against imperialism whether in the Philippines, El Salvador, Chile, South Korea is clearly a blow for democracy and change.
In Africa, the struggle of the Namibian people and the South African/Azanian people will intensify. And just as the Zimbabwean, Angolan and Mozambican struggles took the African revolution a stage further than where it had been left by the FLN and the Mau Mau in the 1950s, in the same way the successful outcome of the Namibian and South African peoples’ struggle will push the entire continent on to a new stage. In a way, the liberation of South Africa is the key to the liberation of the entire continent from neocolonialism.
Within the neocolonial states, the anti-imperialist alliance of democratic forces will intensify the struggle against the rule of the alliance of the comprador classes and imperialism. As in the days of colonialism, so now in the days of neocolonialism, the African people are still crying and struggling for a world in which they can control that which their collective sweat produces, a world in which they will control their economies, politics and cultures to make their lives in accordance to where they want to go and who they want to be.
But as the struggle continues and intensifies the lot of the writer in a neocolonial state will become harder and not easier. His choice? It seems to me that the African writer of the 1980s, the one who opts for becoming an integral part of the African revolution, has no choice but that of aligning himself with the people – their economic, political and cultural struggle for survival. In that situation, he will have to confront the languages spoken by the people in whose service he has put his pen. Such a writer will have to rediscover the real language of struggle in the actions and speeches of the people; learn from their great heritage in orature; and above all, learn from their great optimism and faith in the capacity of human beings to remake their world and renew themselves.
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Ngugi wa Thiong’o is one of Africa’s most prominent writers. Born in 1938 in Limuru, Kenya, Ngugi is a prolific novelist, playwright and short story writer. His widely acclaimed works include his first novel, Weep not, Child (1964), The River Between (1965), A Grain of Wheat (1967), Home coming (1972) and Secret Lives (1964), and Mũrogi wa Kagogo (Wizard of the Crow, 2006)
His play, Ngaahika Ndeenda (I Will Marry When I Want), co-written with Ngũgĩ wa Mirii and published in 1977, provoked the Kenyan government which arrested and detained him without trial at Kamiti Maximum Security Prison for nearly a year. During this period, Ngugi wrote the first modern novel in Gikuyu, Devil on the Cross (Caitaani mũtharaba-Inĩ), on prison-issued toilet paper which was thereafter smuggled out. He went into exile in the UK upon his release a year later, before relocating to the USA.
Ngugi wrote numerous books after his release including; Detained: A Writer’s Prison Diary (1981), ), Decolonising the Mind: The Politics of Language in African Literature (1986), Kenda Muiyuru: Rugano Rwa Gikuyu na Mumbi (The Perfect Nine, 2019), among others.
He has won numerous awards for his writing and analyses
**This essay was first delivered as an address to the African Literature Association Conference at Northwestern University, 1985. It was published jointly by Vita Books and Africa World Press, Fall 1986, and has been re-published by Mwamko with permission from Ngugi wa Thiong’o.