The avarice of men with nothing to lose. Sometimes, I wonder what we might have built had the British chosen to treat us as equals instead of inferiors, as a nation to be developed, instead of merely plundered. The great civilising mission they spoke about was a comforting lie, a tale to help them sleep better at night. They came here for bounty, and when they left, they were like schoolboys fleeing a ransacked sweetshop, pockets loaded down with all they could carry.’
