Did that sinister deed, besides everything else, somehow drive a wedge between brothers under God’s sun, a division that, after all these years, still remains? Once again alone at the bar, I was pondering it all when the bartender spoke. Or, as corny as it might sound, just a little bit of myself. “There are many other places in this city for you to be. However, after seeking conversation over the course of two beers, all I wanted to do now was leave. Sometimes it is subtle and other times not so subtle, and you can encounter it anywhere, from anybody.And who says that we, in particular, must get along, anyway? I tried to pay my tab, but the bartender simply smiled. Still, it never occurred to me that I’d face any of those things on a Friday night in an Ethiopian restaurant.Ethiopia is the only African country never to have been colonized, although an Italian occupation occurred from 1936 to 1941.In addition to the monarchy, whose imperial line can be traced to King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba, the Ethiopian Orthodox Church was a major force in that, in combination with the political system, it fostered nationalism with its geographic center in the highlands.But when that day finally came, it reminded me of the scene in the movie “48 Hours,” where Eddie Murphy ventures into a bar that happens to be a white country & western joint.My arrival was not nearly as spectacular, but I did elicit my share of curious glances.It is bordered on the north and northeast by Eritrea, on the east by Djibouti and Somalia, on the south by Kenya, and on the west and southwest by Sudan.The central plateau, known as the highlands, is surrounded on three sides by desert with a significantly lower elevation.
I figured I’d come in here, have a drink, dig the atmosphere and thus add it to my list of places to go.
My Own Kind By Steven Ivory For several years, I’d passed the restaurant while driving through that side of town.
It looked like an interesting spot; I said I’d stick my head in there one day.
For reasons that evaded me, it wasn’t working out that way. ” It all sounds so offensive now, but you had to be there.
I couldn’t ignore the irony, of course – the very notion that hundreds of years later, there’d be the issue of us getting along. Inevitably mentioned are issues of culture and the idea that any problems among us are, ultimately, the residual affect of slavery in America. ” I explained that I’d never been here before and I thought it adventurous to try something new. His words came sincerely – out of curiosity more than anything else and, I suppose, concern. Maybe, I replied, I ventured in here hoping, perhaps, to discover some measure of kinship. ” I know – it all could have made for some compelling banter. As a Black man born and raised in America, I’ve dealt with prejudice, racism and mistrust in many configurations.