![]() In fact, he said, the email was so compelling he wished Granta could hear what I had just told him. I typed up my thoughts about ‘The Lazy River’ and sent them to my friend. I still recall the way my heart fumed, anger swelling in me, as I sat stunned at my laptop after reading that lazy essay. The essay is set in the East Region of Cameroon, my home country, and my friend wanted to know what I thought of it. It was a short message, ending with a link to an essay on Granta entitled ‘The Lazy River’ by the Polish writer Ryszard Kapuściński. Okay, I know that doesn’t quite make sense, so let me rephrase that-Binya is the hook of this piece.Īfter George Floyd’s murder by the Minneapolis police in May 2020, a Kenyan writer friend of mine sent me a DM. Wait a minute, Binya is actually the subject of this piece. Binya, however, is not the subject of this piece. I vividly remember the look of awe on his face, though I cannot remember exactly what he said about the piece’s staggering genius or Binya’s ability to satirise, very succinctly, the way the West ‘writes about Africa’. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I have taught it in my College Writing Ⅰ class and even read it aloud to my father from my laptop, years ago. I cannot count the number of times I’ve read the late Binyavanga Wainaina’s viral Granta essay, ‘How to write about Africa’. ![]()
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