REVIEW OF AMERICANAH BY CHINES ZOE




The Novel Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie a review.

Meeting Ifemelu at the African Hair braiding salon at Princeton is an invitation to a world of objectivity, a life of a person who isn’t the conventional kind of person and makes no effort to becoming it. Maybe this might be the reason numerous readers of the novel feels she possesses a superhuman kind of power, like a wand with which she gets what she wants, when and how she wants it but this isn’t entirely true about Ifemelu at least not the Ifemelu I know or I met. That Ifemelu is human as human can be, no exaggeration because there are many Ifemelu’s existing on earth space though we may not have had contact with many or any at all. Ifemelu isn’t self sufficient, she is only vocal. One who damns the consequences and say that which bothers her anyway, regardless of what might happen next and I think that’s courage. It shouldn’t be a rare kind of courage though, but in a society where women are conditioned to not be opinionated hence they become unmarriageable we can then look at Ifemelu and be wowed, you know like “that’s rare” but it isn’t.

The ordinariness and humanity of Ifemelu is littered around the story. How she falls helplessly in love, how she experienced depression, fear, curiosity, pain, anger and everything every human person feels but something special about Ifemelu is how she handles this situation, this life circumstances and many times she needed validation from Aunty Uju, Blaine, Dike, Curt, Ceiling, her friend from secondary school who went to America before her. And I like that she doesn’t throw pity party for it like many will want to when these things happen to them, but knowing that life is yours and you make out of it what you want to make out of it then you can look at Ifemelu and not judge her so much for responding the way she did. You can see her humanity, her humanness. You can look through that opinionated lady and see her frailty that’s if you look closely though. Ifemelu like other Nigerian who had been groomed in the societal expectation of Nigeria has that inherent ability to mask. And how she could mask. That she wasn’t depressed during the times she experienced countless turn down for job interview. And when she went to meet that coach who touched her for a hundred dollars I nod my head for the first time sighting humanity taking toll on her. She’s no superhuman. And curiosity is one thing she had, and I think every human does but it depends on how one is able to manage theirs. When Ifemelu slept with her neighbor because she was curious about how he’ll look like on bed I had a mixture of anger and being astonished, and would have screamed at her myself if I could get to talk to her. Whilst Ifemelu feels like she had this disorder of being suspicious to happiness I know what was really wrong with her. Humanity. She loved Obinze and had always carried that personal guilt of ridding him from her life the way she did.

Americanah is political. Yeah that’s how best I can summarize this book. It is very non fictitious with characters of fiction but reading through Ifemelu’s blog and all that discussions you can see that this isn’t a story of mere imagination. It’s political, because it showcases American’s politics of racism. The politics of living in denial of the obvious, you know, trying to make plaques look like it isn’t or at worse it is really not as dangerous as it is posed to be. It unveils the hypocrisy American whites wears as cloak, and I like the objectivity and provocative nature of Ranceeth. Living in a racist America as a non American black. Americanah takes you through a firsthand tour of the everyday America and kind of prepare you to what to and what not to expect as black, Hispanic, colored, Indian sharing the same geographic space with white Americans. And I like that Adichie spared nothing in telling the real story just as it is, and because many of Ifemelu’s friends made it look like that wasn’t the whole truth or it isn’t as terrible as her blog poses to be you can be convinced of the reality of it. It’s like every oppressor you know, every misogynist, abuser et al to say, “Oh it’s not as bad as they say it is” or “can we just talk about other urgent things because this is slowly fazing off” but we know it isn’t fazing, it is here, it always was here, and the other important issue they bring up is nothing compared to the gravity of damage this thing that we aren’t supposed to talk about is. And  I like her vehemence, giving you no option but to either like or dislike her stand, agree or not agree and by the way, I said Americanah is political so that you know you do not really have to like or not like it but agree or disagree with it. Agree that America’s racism has in no way diminished, the media had only stopped talking about it on the excuse of there are other pressing issues. And blacks will never never have the kind of rest whites, American whites have in America. There’s the power of focus the media has that kind of make things appear or disappear because they are afore in playing with the minds of people, so I don’t think that Ranceeth should have posted things other than aggressively speaking out about racism. If it makes you uncomfortable then maybe you should just say well, I’m part of those who wants to live in denial and disagree. There’s no middle ground of toning down, or balancing or anything of sort.

Americanah encapsulates life in Nigeria also, and I like that the book settles the myth many Nigerians have as touching homosexuality, of it being a western craze or at best new invention of the westerners that saw the light and began destroying the life of young people since 2014. It did shine light on Men sleeping with Generals for Oil block the first of writings in that line I stumbled on. And Emenike’s British friend Philip who was effeminate and Ahmed friend’s driver who identifies as Economic homsosexual what I came to find that it is men who aren’t naturally attracted to men but won’t mind a play or two for the money. Something striking about her revelation of a hypocrisy home to Nigerians, where there is this intolerance of Nigerian gay men but this open embrace of white gay people or gay people in western world under the guise of, ‘that’s them’ and I think it stinks. Yeah. It many times makes me think that black people are more racist than white, will I say being victims of racism has so affected their mind, choice, preference and acceptation of things. Sometimes I look at the Higher institution system of Nigeria, of the constant abuse and humiliation Nigerian students suffers in the hands of their lecturers to the extent of being denied their basic right because they are students and I ask, will this black lecturer do the same thing, say the same thing and act the same way if an American white is schooling in Nigeria? A typical Nigerian will not allow their young address them by their first name even with a title of respect ‘auntie or brother’ attached to it, this same people crosses the continent and all of a sudden are cool with and find it thrilling when a young white wave them and say, Hey Adams. And there is this fluttering in their stomach that gives them a sense of being woke even though they’ll normally cringe if the Hey Adams is coming from a Nigerian. So it is like, we have our own culture and idea of morality that is us specific instead of being a general yardstick. And in the words of Chimamanda, if you hate something when a particular group does it and is cool when the same thing is done by another group, you do not hate the thing per se, but the group. So I like that that hypocrisy even though not pronounced is included in the book. How Emenike who participated in the lynching of a gay student in secondary school is all of a sudden cool with one in his circle of friend abroad. Yeah, it is so Nigerian. And I won’t take the pain of including again what I wrote about Economic Homosexuals, Economic Whores, Economic Adulterers, Economic Fornicators, you can find it on my blog. It’s worth the read I tell you. And do not just read, tell me what you think about it. 

Society changes people and you’ll really really need to have self confidence that’s somewhat above the normal to exist in a society and maintain your chore values. When Ifemelu finally applied relaxer to straighten her kinky afro I was like, “she’s not really that opinionated is she?”

If there’s a movie adaptation of the book Americanah that has so many sex scenes I will not be freaked as I was when I saw that half baked, poor rendition of the novel half of a yellow sun where the opinionated Odenigbo that exudes wisdom and intellectual prowess and his diehard lover Olanna where reduced to sex addicts, people who only have sex for a living and does nothing else. I was glad I read the book before seeing the movie. And my only advice to you is that you don’t judge that book by that film because the film is just completely waste of effort. But Americanah has so many sex scene. It commonizes sex and that’s revolutionary. The protagonist have sex with whoever she wants to, with no consequences like our natural world poses, and it’s controversial as it is daring. I’m surprised Ifem never caught STI more surprised only Curt called her a bitch. And I think I see that thing Adichie talked about when she said in Dear Ijeawale of not demonizing sex. How people sexuality or sex urge do not define them. Ifemelu had so much sex but she wasn’t defined by it, she was productive, intellectual, good in what she does. And somehow I felt glad that many people will read this and see that really we can separate sexual life from human life. I visualize a time when our dignity will be hinged on personal success and not a hypocritical sanctimonious life of vain chastity. Where regardless of the activeness of our sexual life, people will not be dehumanized or praised because of their active involvement or abstinence from sex. As long as protective measures are still in place. I really wish those days will come and come quick, where a person’s personal dignity will not be ridiculed based on their sexuality, sexual activeness. And since literature shapes thought pattern, maybe just maybe it will happen. That a woman can be as sexually active as the male and not be queried.

There’s something I wrote about Ifemelu and Obinze’s love. read it here.
I’ll write other article based on my findings from the book, but for now I just want to give a general review of Americanah. You will like the book, it will stir up some thoughts, and pretend that what you’re reading is fiction, because it is not.

Chines Zoe!   

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