THE BRUTAL HONEST TRUTH: Uncle Chim Tuna Responds To Mista Majani And Artcaffe!
Yesterday, I left the office earlier than usual. For me that would be at 6:30pm. Yeah, I work hard for mine. And after I had left, I received a call from a friend and fellow Pan-Africanist. Said friend alerted me to an article done by Oga Big himself: THE BRUTAL HONEST TRUTH: ArtCaffe Doesn’t Need Black People To Stay In Business.
I read it but couldn’t respond until now. So here goes:
Dear Artcaffe Village Market manager YANIV STERNBERG,
You do not know me. I doubt that my complexion will work in my favour in that regard. But that being said, I am a proud African. Dark skinned, broad nosed, “nappy haired” and proud of my heritage. I heard allegations that you are a racist and to be honest the fact that you have not deigned it fit to respond to the allegations tells me that you are either too dense to grasp the importance of good Public Relations or too arrogant to respond to the black Kenyans complaining.
Whatever the case, all I am writing to do is to tell you that should Kenyans decide to stop whining on the internet and do something about your alleged racism, I will be the first amongst them to throw either fecal matter or pig blood at your elite monochromatic establishment. Uncle Chim Tuna has spoken as an individual and not for Ghafla. That is all. Go back to refusing indigenous Kenyans service until then.
Baba Ghafla,
Dear sir,
You! Why would you condone such bigotry? By outwardly showing indifference to the alleged racism, you are picking a side. To side with an alleged racist. An alleged racist who has allegedly taught his staff to despise their own skin colour. He has allegedly successfully colonised the minds of his staff to the point where they would spit into your food or take a bite from it if the claims made by Habida and the rest are anything to go by.
They would despise your hard earned money because you have a broad nose like theirs. But as is said, everyone has a right to an opinion: MINE.
I do not think you fully grasp the psychological and historic issues at hand. But those will not be discussed here because my laptop would suffer irreparable software malfunctions. With that said, if my cheque comes lighter this time round, I will understand. We’ll go and blow what’s left of it at Artcaffe!
