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Tuesday, December 03, 2002 Coloured Prejudice: Also from The Spectator, this noteworthy report from Zambia on how mixed-race tribes in Africa look down on their black cousins.
The coloureds are a rigidly self-controlled and cohesive community. To qualify as a coloured you must have a portion, a drop, a soupçon of white blood in your veins. It’s not how much that matters; it’s whether it’s there at all. If it is, you’re coloured. Not black. Your actual complexion matters not at all.
This can lead to confusion. Early in my years here I fell into conversation with an elderly coloured lady. I knew that she was classed as ‘coloured’ because I’d been told so, but in truth she had the complexion of a pickled walnut. ‘Mr Russell,’ she asked me gravely, ‘are you British people not concerned about all the crimes committed by these awful black people?’