Looking Hard at Maids – Are They Slaves?

This story is harrowing but not out of this world. Domestic servants (or maids, in Ghana) have been with us since time immemorial. African children have always been taken to live and work with their aunts and uncles and parents’ friends. After independence and the rise of the African elite, maids in rural Ghana would go and live with stranger-families in the cities without pay with the expectation that she would grow up into an Awuraba (or Gentlewoman). It is now difficult to find a girl who would travel to the city to live with and work for a family without pay, work from dawn until midnight or not insist on days off. I once got into an impassioned argument with a Ghanaian boy whose girlfriend was a temporary student girl from America. I barracked him because I thought he was selling out for calling it modern-day slavery. Now, I am ready to change my position.

Date Rape in Ghana

I’ve read somewhere that most rape is committed by a familiar and very few by total strangers. I’ve never heard a real date-rape account told by anybody I know, but I have heard some female friends over the years tell me about near-rape traps they tripped into. Now, I’m wondering how overwhelming or underwhelming the incidence of date rape is.

Too many young girls I have spoken to are easily star-struck and appear to lose their head and heart around famous people. I can think of precious few A-List stars in Ghana: a few musicians (Kojo, Lumba, Amakye Dede), a few sportsmen (Pele, Essien, Appiah maybe), a few diplomats with obvious names, more than a few business persons, etc etc. So why do you bloody let a nothing small-time straggler (dabbling as an actor or musician) get into your head and date-rape you? But it’s not the girl's fault.

People are free to feel giddy about other people, mice, sports, depraved North African presidents or English football. THERE IS NO EXCUSE TO RAPE A GIRL, EVEN IF SHE THREW HERSELF AT YOU!

Does anybody know about any date rape in Ghana?

p.s.: Anti-Rhythm achieved its 40,000th visit yesterday. Thank you everybody for coming around.

Job Fairs in the City of Accra

God, I loved this weekend. I attended two job fairs – one for undergrads and the other for post-grads. It warmed the cockles of my heart to speak to young people who wanted to think and choose carefully on the job market. Their lecturers are learning that it is best to let the industry tell the student what skills they need to demonstrate to be employable. I did not mind being sun-beaten when our nation’s future shone as brightly.

Accra is not Ghana

So my friend, Yaa, asked me what to do in the City of Accra if one was not into churches, eateries or nightclubs. I couldn’t say the National Theatre because it has no year-round programme. I couldn’t say the Accra mall because I consider it one big inconvenience. I couldn’t say the beach because they get cleaner as you drive away from Accra. All I could tell her was “Accra is not Ghana”.

Radio School

Radio trumps competing media on following in Ghana and has not been assailed any by the internet revolution. So, could there be a radio station fixating on youth-education? Would they be able cover their overheads and bank some extra takings? Just thinking aloud and continuing to doubt formal education more every day.