Well... maybe I'll add some stuff. :3
It's not that bad right? Anyways, on with the post!
So I'm watching the news(see a trend here?) and I see this report on continuing slavery in Sub-Saharan Africa. Sadness overwhelms me, then anger and resentment. How can people still be doing this? What's wrong with the world? Are these the times we live in? And in a minute I make the decision to go help these people, I'll bring light to their world!
Gathering my modern gadgets and sophisticated technological devices I journey to the primitive region of Tropical Africa. There I find a small town where the people are being sold into slavery... and the slave trade is thriving! I quickly buy a slave his freedom and inquire of him about how this came to be.
He told me this:
Long ago, people not of their land came to their home and brought with them new and wonderful things. Things they had never seen before.
"These wonders can be yours! We can help each other by trading!"
Wanting these things, some of the people offered to trade with the foriegn people. However, our people had nothing the foriegners wanted... except slaves.
Towns, neighbors, friends and family soon conspired against each other to gain a few baubles and coin. Soon, slavery had become one of the staple trade goods in the area. In only a few decades everyone who was anyone had a slave.
Demand slowly dwindled and the slavers disappeared for awhile. Slaves had children, the masters set slaves free and it slowly died. Only a few households had slaves anymore.
"Then all is well!", I said, naively.
The locals told me this state of affairs didn't last for long. In other parts of the world slavery had already been abolished and they viewed the country as backwards and primitive. Soon they sent legions of missionaries and support groups to help the poor country.
Again, they brought their new devices and fancy tools. This time they sought nothing to trade though, only to help. With their help the town advanced little by little... until one day.
A missionary noticed a slave in a rich man's home. Moved by the slave's plight he inquired with the master if he could buy the slave from him, really intending to set him free. The master named an absurd amount of money assuming the missionary would not pay his high price.
On the contrary, the missionary gladly paid and stated, "You cannot put a price on a person's life!" And with that the slave was freed from his servitude.
With his new wealth the master could do whatever he wanted... till he ran out of money. Wanting more he needed a new source of income, more slaves.
People were buying the freedom of slaves while the slave masters just kept enslaving more and more people. They'd even recapture the slaves that were just freed, making regular trips to small towns to capture the weak villagers.
His story finished the man turned to me and said, "Thanks for the help, foriegner." |