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Colonialism is not satisfied merely with holding a people in its grip and emptying the native’s brain of all form and content. By a kind of perverted logic, it turns to the past of the oppressed peo­ple, and distorts, disfigures, and destroys it.

The Wretched Of The Earth - Frantz Fanon