Recension: Gambia av Aurora Dalborg

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Gambia, a tourist paradise in many peoples eyes, with its long beaches and wonderful climate.
A dream for a tourist, a nightmare for the many Gambians who are exploited by us Europeans and by their own capitalists.
First some background:
Gambia is an old English colony, which got its independence during the seventies.
The former capital Bathurst, changed name to Banjul and Jawara was elected to become Gambia’s first president.
The currency was changed from Gambian pound to dalasi and butut and the government started to invest heavy into the peanut industry and tourism.
During the English era, the tourism had started to develop, but now it really exploded.
It was for a fact, a Swedish woman by the name of Britt Wadner who started the foreign investing. By building the hotel “Wadner beach” in the town of Bacau, she founded what should become the biggest tourist-centre in Gambia.
Because Gambia is situated right between Senegal and Sierra Leone, a lot of unemployed young men started to come to Gambia.
Unfortunately there wasn’t enough work for all of them, although both Spies-travel and Ving-travel made big investments in enormous holiday resorts.
Therefore the wages were kept down, and Gambia could be marketed as the exotic “budget alternative” for sun thirsting Europeans.
Unfortunately it was the lovesick older women who mostly responded to this.
In a couple of years Bacau was invaded by these older women, who more than willingly paid for the company of a young black men or even a boy.

That’s how Gambia became know as the “The Thailand for women”.
The sex industry that developed during the following years very soon involved more than 40% of male population under 20 years.
Men who found them selves working as sexual slaves for these older women, and couldn’t see any other way out of poverty.
This gave Gambia a bad name, and the everyday tourist left Gambia to its destiny.
To this day the sex and drug industry now rules over the former tourist paradise.

The peanut industry had difficulties in finding staff, because of the sex industry, and therefore automized the peanut factory so that they only needed peanut pickers as employees.
These poor suckers were mostly recruited in the town of Serrakunda.
The men who lived there, and didn’t choose the sex industry for a living, travelled around in there lousy cars, going from peanut farm to peanut farm, weeks or months without meeting their family.
Their pay check, 2000 crowns a year.
It’s hard to comprehend how someone could work for that salary, but these proud men did,
While the men, working for these old sweaty, disgusting women with their manhood and tongue earned the same amount of money in a month.
Talk about unfair!!!
During the 80s the displeasure started to grow and the Marxist Gambian movement, GMM, tried to overthrow president Jawara, but failed.
Jawara ask for military aid from Senegal, who brutally came and struck down the small uprising.
The price Jawara paid was a pact called “The Senegambia treaty” which means that Gambia pays a certain amount of money every year for military aid.
How could everything go so wrong.
I don’t know, but what I do know from this is
- When the sex industry aims for the women as customers its much more socially accepted. It’s a bit cool.
Not like men exploiting Thai women.
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