steady Andy, two fans?
Andy, I so get what you're talking about with the fan. I had a similar societal disconnect with my Colombian girlfriend, Claudia. One day, in our bedroom, we were having a bit of a disagreement.
I was distracted by the TV and her watching it while I was trying to reason with her. I picked up the remote control off the bed and shut it off.
WRONG! She immediately steered the conversation to "one thing you need to know about me: I ALWAYS (siempre, pero siempre) need to have the TV or music playing".
Well, this was good information for me since I prefer the 'sounds of silence' much of the time.....but it was just indicative of a major difference between her and me. I could never live with a person who ALWAYS needed background noise...........and she could NEVER live with a person who didn't want that.
At the end of the day, when "must-have's" are so solid as hers and mine, you might as well admit you're not right for each other for very along.
Good One! Your description of such interplay is one of the many universal issues among people all over the world regardless of cultures. I sum it up by saying "control the person or situation or the person / situation will control you" Same with business oriented phone conversations same with employee / employer relationships, same with most any two companions, one concedes to being passive and the other accepts the dominant role both knowing that this dynamic may change depending on the issue at hand. And you're RIGHT, neither who accepts the controlling or "bully" role should allow it to get the best of them and lose sight of basic RIGHT behavior caring for others as you would hope they care for you. Of course in many cultural environments like you say if one is NOT strong and SELFISH and DOMINEERING one may be walked on and stripped of one's possessions and freedom of choice.
Norwegians talk this way, they say what they want very strict, then two people disagree, than start to agree ,strange...
The people in underdeveloped countries talk very strict in active voice, never passive.
I must make a leap of cultures, and demand that she obey, and normally she will compromise. If she demands a no compromise situation, than I must accept she is evil and throw here out with the animals.
Humans compromise, animals push to eat what they want, they are stopped by brute force. However, an animal can learn to be human.
Hi Andy - Since you are the only one (apparently) who desires a fan blowing on you, I was unable to figure out why a second fan would be needed? Re: a possible solution to sleeping with a fan blowing on you and not on Bah - if Bah were to sleep with a sheet over her, would that (along with, of course, strategic positioning of the fan's airflow) suffuciently block/minimize the breeze blowing on her? Just a thought. Steve
Steve, I can not solve this with common sense. She wants the fan to blow on her, unless she does not, then she say I am giving her sniffles. I will buy her a fan to empower her and give her control and then tell her to be quiet.
Emplyees, wive, husbands need validated, proving I care in Africa means money.
I noticed in Africa many people are raised to believe that fans and AC are the source of colds. They believe they'll get a cold if they sleep in front of them. For some reason they can use them when they're awake. If you try to explain viruses or germs to them they don't seem interested in this western concept. You won't be able to convince her that she won't get a cold from this, don't bother trying.
Cultue and habit triumps over common sense unless the government educate, and in Africa cleaning the school yard with a hoe is education.
Hi Andy! I start to be a permanent poster, hehe… But I like your stories about B. really much, last but not least because I learn much about my experiences in West-Africa through yours. By reading your stories, I start to realize and understand what happened to me my times there. What I can observe from outside is, that she starts to gain step by step control over you and suck out the money from your pocket, even it doesn´t harm you financially. I am far from wanting to create distrust or something else, just my 2 cents. Think about this: I guess, you already paid all in Ghana (travel into Ghana, taxis, room, food, drinks, her travel back to IC maybe?). Now you´re in IC: you´ll rent the apartment. Pay probably again the food, drinks, taxis etc. You start to have an argument with her about the fan. You just want to avoid bad vibrations and maintain an equilibrum in the relationship, you pay the fan. Note: you pay the apartment or the room. You´re the boss, you make the rules, she has to obey and if not has to leave. Don´t forget your own strict rules, or she´ll take the control. I don´t want to teach you or to be clever. I´m not clever and made a lot of mistakes in handling such situations. The macho-thing with women isn’t mine. I observed western ex-pats, how they handle situations with locals:
They mostly all were very strict, not to say dictatorial: I pay, I am the boss, you obey like a soldier. If you obey, you will have a nice time with me. I always felt sorry about that and couldn´t accept, because I was still deeply influenced by the concept: you the poor, formerly enslaved black girl, me the rich guilty white person. Historical guilt. Western people living for a long time there just extenguished these thoughts out of their brain. Because they need to survive there. This has nothing to do with colonist-manners. Its just anticipating local behavior and fighting through a brutal, African world.
Years ago, I met on old French ex-pat in Madagascar, looked like 80, but wasn´t only maybe 65 or 70.
We met in the airport, had I nice talk. He just came from an outpost for a business to arrange in the capital.
He told me and I will never forget: “after all these years, if you still have a little European back in the last corner of your brain, you will not survive. You will fail here. Believe me.”
Wise, old white man!
In retrospective of my time in West-Africa another story about a young African girlfriend of mine:
I just realize now through your experiences: Of course I always paid the meals these times. Nothing special. But after the 4th or 5th time I observed, that she´s barely touching her plate. She ate only 1/3 maximum ½. The rest went directly into the garbage. I made a remark about this and said, next time we share my plate to save money. That’s normal from a western point of view. Just be reasonable. That´s money thrown out of the window. My words went directly through her head without any effect. “I want my own plate!” she said. No respect for me or my money. Just to maintain the peace and didn´t argue about this furthermore. I said to myself “this are only f**ing 2.000 FCFA, what are we talking about?” But how much are 20 x 2.000,-? This careful consideration was out of my analytical horizon. I was already under her control, but barely realized it. Friends of her were invited eating on my bill. Now I realize, that I wasn´t strict enough. I was western socialized gentleman. This for example would never happen to me in my own hemisphere. I know the girls here, I know the tactics. I invite a girl for a drink and understand quickly, if she is worth or not. If she isn’t worth, I´ll quickly turn my back or be brute if needed by saying “F**ck you, I´m not your fool!” Not so uproad. My social coordinate system wasn´t adjusted, it was disarranged . No exact idea or tactic, how to handle the various situations. And the social tactics I learned all my life weren´t shure to fit nor have the outputs I expected. Give them your finger, they´ll eat you arm (it´s a generalization, but nonetheless most of them). I already said, this a very subtle tactics. And you already mentioned, that parts of Africa are childish. I guess, that´s exactly the point: you don´t show a child its limits, it will start to be excessive. This isn´t racist, its just the true point. There´s following joke about it: You negotiate in the morning to hire a pirogue for the afternoon. The guy tells you, it costs XXXX FCFA, a beer and a whiskey. You agree the price an tell him: you get the beer now OR the whiskey in the afternoon. Not both. He demands for the beer immediately. Right. Everything is agreed. So you meet in the afternoon to take the pirogue. You give him the money. The first thing he is asking: “Where is my whiskey!” The best jokes come directly out of reality.
I too am a person with respect for my counterpart, whoever it is. A compromise is normal, it makes relationship easier. But I think there is no compromise-culture in West-Africa, it’s a darwinistic society by nature: the winner and stronger one takes it all. At the end, its maybe what makes West-Africa so fascinating.
Ok, I´ll stop here, looks like the blog becomes a psychotherapeutical forum for older men disappointed by African women…
I was wondering since some time that you like blowing wind, in the bed, in the car, everywhere.
I hate it. It makes me sick. I sweat even in the winter, I have an inbuilt heater. If my body gets the tiniest breeze then that heater switches on, I start sweating and that sweat on the skin with wind cools unbelievable, till muscle tensions all over the body.
So I am driving in hot summer with closed windows, the Ac in the car was thrown away money, can wear a pullover in the sun, and climb a hill in the snow without even a shirt.
I need always a blanket over my head, even in Africa. Only this poor foam mattresses block my heat to go away. I need breathable stuff under me.
Every summer when the people open the windows in the office I like to run away, often I get seriously sick. Dry mouth, pain in the throat, high fever and so on. From small breeze.
My African lady needs always wind, like you, everywhere, and we have often stress with that. She cannot stand the heat, and not the cold.
What shall I say, in twelve years no change. So I try to avoid the conflict situations. NO holidays at the same time for example .... sad for the child, also not heat resistant, but better in cold.
Not only the culture difference makes often lively "discussions".
Life is good. Except sometimes. I forget that fast, she NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVER ...
Kind of like getting laid while your love interest is texting or chatting on her cell phone to a friend. No big deal in some cultures. Andy I got a huge chuckle out of the fan problem. It is so true and so funny in one sense. I will be west of the dateline soon. I am so looking forward to it.
Frankly, the comments and Andy's stories could be translated into male/female relationships anywhere in the world. It is not just in developing world countries. The only reason it may seem so to some is that there are language/culture differences that make these things seem more obvious. Women of your own culture know how to do it so you do not realize it is happening, mostly. This is mainly because we do not look for it in our own cultures.