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Globalization
Not New; Philip Emeagwali |
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or the ability of many people, ideas and technology to move from country
to country is not new. In Africa, it was initiated by the slave trade and
given impetus by colonialism and Christian missionaries. The early
missionaries saw African culture and religion as a deadly adversary and as
an evil that had to be eliminated. In 1876, a 27-year-old
missionary named Mary Slessor emigrated from Scotland to spend the rest of
her life in Nigeria. For her efforts in trying to covert the people of
Nigeria, Mary Slessor’s photograph appears on Scotland’s ten pound
note, and her name can be found on schools, hospitals and roads in
Nigeria. The introduction to Mary Slessor’s biography
titled: “White Queen of the Cannibals” is revealing: “On
the west coast of Africa is the country of Nigeria. The chief city is
Calabar,” said Mother Slessor.
“It is a dark country because the light of the Gospel is not shining
brightly there. Black people live there. Many of these are cannibals who
eat other people.” “They're bad
people, aren't they, Mother?” asked little Susan. These opening words clearly show that Mary Slessor
came to Africa on a mission to indoctrinate us with Christian theology.
She told us we worshipped an inferior god and that we belonged to an
inferior race. She worked to
expel what she described as “savagism” from our culture and heritage
and to encourage European “civilization” to take root in Africa. We accepted the mission schools, which were
established to enlighten us, without questioning the unforeseen costs of
our so-called education. These
mission schools plundered our children’s self-esteem by teaching them
that, as Africans they were inherently “bad people.” Our children grew up not wanting to be citizens of
Africa. Instead, their education fostered the colonial ideal that they
would be better off becoming citizens of the colonizing nations. I speak
of the price Africans have paid for their education and
“enlightenment” from personal experience. I was born “Chukwurah,” but my missionary
schoolteachers insisted I drop my “heathen” name. The prefix
“Chukwu” in my name is the Igbo word for “God.” Yet, somehow, the
missionaries insisted that “Chukwurah” was a name befitting a godless
pagan. The Catholic Church renamed me “Philip,” and Saint Philip
became my patron and protector, replacing God, after whom I was named. I have to argue that something more than a name has been lost. Something central to my heritage has been stripped away. This denial of our past is the very antithesis of a good education. Our names represent not only our heritage, but connect us to our parents and past.As parents, the names we choose for our children reflect our dreams for their future and our perceptions of the treasures they represent to us. My indoctrination went far deeper than just a name.
The missionary school tried to teach me that saints make better role
models than scientists. I was taught to write in a new language. As a
result, I became literate in English but remain illiterate in Igbo - my
native tongue. I learned Latin--a dead language I would never use in
the modern world--because it was the official language of the Catholic
Church, which owned the schools I attended. Today, there are more French
speakers in Africa than there are in France. There are more English
speakers in Nigeria than there are in the United Kingdom. There are more
Portuguese speakers in Mozambique than there are in Portugal. The Organization of African Unity never approved an
African language as one of its official languages. We won the battle of
decolonizing our continent, but we lost the war on decolonizing our minds. Many
acknowledge that globalization shapes the future, but few acknowledge that
it shaped history, or at least the world’s perception of it. Fewer
acknowledge that globalization is a two-way street. Africa was a colony,
but it is also a key contributor to many other cultures, and the
cornerstone of today’s society.The world’s views tend to overshadow
and dismiss the value and aspirations of colonized people. Again, I must
impart my own experiences to illustrate this point. I grew up
serving as an altar boy to an Irish priest. I wanted to become a priest,
but ended up becoming a scientist. Religion is based on faith, while
science is based on fact and reason - and science is neutral to race.
Unfortunately, scientists are not neutral to race. Take, for example, the origin of AIDS, an
international disease. According to scientific records, the first person
to die from AIDS was a 25-year-old sailor named David Carr, of Manchester,
England. Carr died on August 31, 1959, and because the disease that killed
him was then unknown, his tissue samples were saved for future analysis. The “unknown disease” that killed David Carr was
reported in The Lancet on
October 29, 1960. On July 7, 1990, The
Lancet retested those old tissue samples taken from David Carr and
reconfirmed that he had died of AIDS. Based upon scientific reason, researchers should have
deduced that AIDS originated in England, and that David Carr sailed to
Africa where he spread the AIDS virus. Instead, the white scientific
community condemned the British authors of those revealing articles for
daring to propose that an Englishman was the first known AIDS patient. If
these scientists were neutral to race, their data should have led them to
the conclusion that Patient Zero lived in England. If these scientists
were neutral to race, they should have concluded that AIDS had spread from
England to Africa, to Asia, and to America. Instead, they proposed the
theory that AIDS originated in Africa. Even history has degraded our African roots. We come
to the United States and learn a history filtered through the eyes of
white historians. And we learn history filtered through the eyes of
Hollywood movie producers. Some
of us complained that Hollywood is sending its distorted message around
this globalized world. Some of us complained that Hollywood is a cultural propaganda machine used to advance white
supremacy. George
Bush understood Hollywood was a propaganda machine that could be used in
his war against terrorism. Shortly, after the 9/11 bombing of New York
City, Bush invited Hollywood moguls to the White House and solicited their
support in his war against terrorism. Some will
even argue that schools play a significant role as federal indoctrination
centers used to convince children during their formative years that whites
are superior to other races. Fela Kuti, who detested indoctrination,
titled one of his musical albums: “Teacher Don't Teach Me Nonsense.” It scares
me that an entire generation of African children is growing up brainwashed
by Hollywood’s interpretation and promotion of American heroes. Our
children are growing up idolizing American heroes with whom they cannot
personally identify. We need to tell our children our own stories from our
own perspective. We need to decolonize our thinking and examine the
underlying truths in more than just movies. We need to apply the same
principles to history and science, as depicted in textbooks. Look at
African science stories that were retold by European historians; they were
re-centered around Europe. The earliest pioneers of science lived in
Africa, but European historians relocated them to Greece. Science and
technology are gifts ancient Africa gave to our modern world. Yet, our
history and science textbooks, for example, have ignored the contributions
of Imhotep, the father of medicine and designer of one of the ancient
pyramids. The word
“science” is derived from the Latin
word “scientia”
or “possession of knowledge.”
We know, however, that knowledge is not the exclusive preserve of one
race, but of all races. By definition, knowledge is the totality
of what is known to humanity.
Knowledge is a body of information and truth, and the set of principles
acquired by mankind over
the ages. Knowledge
is akin to a quilt, the
latter consisting of several layers held together by stitched
designs and comprising patches
of many colors. The oldest patch on the quilt of science belongs to the
African named Imhotep. He
was the world’s first recorded scientist, according to the prolific
American science writer Isaac Asimov. The
oldest patch on the quilt of mathematics belongs to another African named Ahmes.
Isaac Asimov also credited Ahmes as being the world’s first
author of a mathematics textbook. Therefore, a study of history of science
is an effort to stitch together a quilt that has life, texture and color.
African historians must insert the patches of information omitted from
books written by European historians. There are
many examples of the mark Africans have made on world history. Americans
are surprised when I tell them Africans built both Washington’s White
House and Capitol.According
to the US Treasury Department, 450
of the 650 workers who
built the White House and the Capitol were African slaves. Because the
White House and Capitol are the two most visible
symbols of American
democracy, it is important to inform all schoolchildren in our
globalized world that these institutions are the results of the sweat and
toil of mostly African workers. This must
also be an acknowledgement
of the debt America owes Africa. Similarly,
discussions of globalization should credit those Africans who left the
continent and helped build other nations throughout the world - most
nations on Earth. Africans who have made contributions in Australia, in
Russia, and in Europe must be acknowledged so our children can have heroes
with African roots - so they can know their own roots and be proud of
them. The
enormous contributions of Africans to the development and progress of
other nations has gone unacknowledged.
We have yet to acknowledge, for example, that St.
Augustine, who wrote the greatest spiritual autobiography of all
time, called “Confessions of St. Augustine,” was an African; that
three Africans became pope; that
Africans have lived in Europe
since the time of the Roman Empire;
that Septimus Severus, an
Emperor of Rome, was an African; and that the reason Beethoven
was called “The Black Spaniard”
was because he was a mulatto
of African descent. Why are
we reluctant to acknowledge the contributions and legacies of our African
ancestors? We cannot
inspire our children to look toward the future without first reminding
them of their ancestors’ contributions. Look at the long struggle of
African Australians, who recently became citizens with rights on their
native continent. Africans have been living in Australia for 50,000 years. Yet, African Australians were granted Australian
citizenship just 37 years ago, in 1967. According
to CNN, African Australians were
not recognized as human beings prior to 1967. They “were governed under
flora and fauna laws.” African Australians were, in essence, governed by
plant and animal laws. For many years, African Australians were described
as the “invisible people.”
In fact, the first whites to settle in Australia named it the “land empty of people.” The
contributions of Africans to Russia must be reclaimed. Russia's most
celebrated author, A.S.(Aleksandr Sergeyevich) Pushkin, told us he was of
African descent. Pushkin’s great-grandfather was brought to Russia as a
slave. Russians proclaim Pushkin as their “national
poet,” the “patriarch
of Russian literature” and the “Father
of the Russian language.” In essence, Pushkin is to Russia what Shakespeare
is to Britain. Yet Africans who have read the complete works of
Shakespeare are not likely to have read a single book by Pushkin. I was
asked to share today the story behind my supercomputer discovery. It would
require several books to tell the whole story, but I will share a short
one that I have never told anyone. The journey of discovery to my
supercomputer was a titanic, one-man struggle. It was like climbing Mount
Everest. On many occasions I felt like giving up. Because I
was traumatized by the racism I had encountered in science, I maintained a
self-imposed silence on the supercomputer discovery that is my claim to
fame. I will share with you a supercomputing insight that even the experts
in my field did not know then and do not know now. In the
1980s, supercomputers could perform only millions of calculations per
second and, therefore, their timers were designed to measure only millions
of calculations per second. But I was performing billions of calculations
per second and unknowingly attempting to time it with a supercomputer
timer, which was designed to measure millions of calculations per second.
I assumed my timer could measure one-billionth of a second. It took me two
years to realize my timer was off a thousand-fold. I was operating beyond
a supercomputer’s limitations, but I did not know it. The supercomputer
designers did not expect their timers to be used to measure calculations
at that rate. I almost gave up because I could not time and reproduce my
calculations which, in turn, meant I could not share them, two years
earlier, with the world. After
years of research, my supercomputer’s timer was the only thing stopping
me from getting the recognition I deserved. I realized the timer was
wrong, but I could not explain why. I spent two years mulling over why the
timer was wrong. It took two long and lonely years to discover why I could
not time my calculations. My 3.1 billion calculations per second, which
were then the world’s fastest, were simply too fast for the
supercomputer’s timer. What I
learned from that experience was not to quit when faced with an
insurmountable obstacle – and that believing in yourself makes all the
difference. I learned to take a step backward and evaluate the options:
Should I go through, above, under, or around the obstacle? Quitting, I
decided, was not an option. Indeed, the old saying is true: When the going
gets tough, the tough get going. Looking
back, I learned that most limitations in life are self-imposed. You have
to make things happen, not just watch things happen. To succeed, you must
constantly reject complacency. I learned I could set high objectives and
goals and achieve them. The secret to my success is that I am constantly
striving for continuous improvements in my life and that I am never
satisfied with my achievements. The
myth that a genius must have above-average intelligence is just that, a
myth. Geniuses are people who learn to create their own positive
reinforcements when their experiments yield negative results. Perseverance
is the key. My goal
was to go beyond the known, to a territory no one had ever reached. I
learned that if you want success badly enough and believe in yourself,
then you can attain your goals and become anything you want in life. The greatest challenge in your life is to look deep within
yourself to see the greatness that is inside you, and those around you. The
history books may deprive African children of the heroes with whom they
can identify, but in striving for your own goals, you can become that hero
for them – and your own hero, too. I once
believed my supercomputer discovery was more important than the journey
that got me there. I now understand the journey to discovery is more
important than the discovery itself; that the journey also requires a
belief in your own abilities. I learned that no matter how often you fall
down, or how hard you fall down, what is most important is that you rise
up and continue until you reach your goal. It’s
true, some heroes are never recognized, but what’s important is that
they recognize themselves. It is that belief in yourself, that focus, and
that inner conviction that you are on the right path, that will get you
through life’s obstacles. If we can give our children pride in their
past, then we can show them what they can be and give them the
self-respect that will make them succeed. _______________________________________ BIO:
Emeagwali
helped give birth to the supercomputer -- the technology that
spawned the Internet. He won the 1989 Gordon Bell Prize, which has
been dubbed the “Nobel Prize of Supercomputing.” [emeagwali.info
has full biography] *[Keynote speech by Emeagwali [emeagwali.com] delivered on September 18, 2004, at the Pan-African Conference on Globalization, Washington, DC USA.]
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