in 1952 Fanon would find himself fighting against the very culture he had so desperately tried to take part in. France had a national hero on its hands, and its rejection of him because of his race, and the mistreatment of its colonies, particularly Algeria, had transformed Fanon into an enemy by the time he wrote his decolonial opus The Wretched of the Earth. A psychiatrist by trade, he had by now decided that ‘violence is a cleansing force. It frees the native from his inferiority complex and from his despair and inaction; it makes him fearless and restores his self-respect’.
