Ever since I discovered that Harvard University was partly built on money made from the opium trade in China, I began to understand geopolitics at a deeper level. And it wasn’t just Harvard, Yale too. The founder of the Skull and Bones society, one of the most secretive and influential networks in American history, was himself from an opium dealing family.
In fact, parts of the early American railway system were financed with profits from that same trade, selling narcotics to a nation that had once been the world’s industrial and cultural powerhouse.
You can draw a near-straight line from America’s early economic miracle to the opium wealth extracted from China. Yet, the men who orchestrated this weren’t called drug dealers, they were called merchants, financiers, and philanthropists. They laundered blood money into legitimacy, endowing universities, libraries, and churches, and in return, received moral prestige.
China, once the richest and most advanced civilization on Earth, was reduced to poverty and humiliation because of that trade.
Historical context is everything if you want to understand world affairs. The same West that crippled China with opium now lectures it over fentanyl. It's really a full circle moment.
It's only in Africa that we smile at our historical saboteurs. Only in Africa do we entertain the same powers that impoverished us, letting them dictate how we should think, trade, and govern. Even their so-called occasional concern for us drips with paternalism.
For me, I admire nations that remember their humiliation and have the strategic patience to sometimes wait for generations to avenge it.
That’s the kind of historical memory and disciplined vengeance I wish for future Africans. I’ve already lost faith in the current crop, but perhaps the next generation could make it happen.