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Daily Stormer
August 29, 2019
Enid Blyton was a successful and noble writer who educated little kids about the creatures known as negroes.
But by doing that, the feelings of the golliwogs have been hurt.
The Royal Mint turned down a proposal to honour Famous Five author Enid Blyton with a special edition coin due to concerns that her dated views on race and gender would spark a public backlash, according to newly-released documents.
The Mint’s advisory committee blocked plans to mark the 50th anniversary of Blyton’s death last year with a commemorative 50p coin, according to minutes of their meeting obtained by the Mail on Sunday under Freedom of Information laws.
The committee said she was “known to have been a racist, sexist, homophobe and not a very well-regarded writer”.
And they registered “deep concern that this theme will bring adverse reaction… concern over the backlash that may result from this” at the December 2016 meeting.
Blyton’s books have sold 600 million copies, including more than 2 million in the last five years.
As golliwogs become the new British, the wrongs of the past are being corrected to reflect the new reality.
Golliwog Rasheda Ashanti Malcolm, who is a golliwog writer herself, wrote a piece explaining how Enid Blyton’s racism against golliwogs tarnished her golliwog childhood.
This is a sad, sad golliwog story.
When I think of Enid Blyton a picture of a golliwog emerges in my mind and I feel almost tearful.
While the Royal Mint’s decision to not produce a 50p coin with her on it – due to her racist and homophobic views – has been met with outrage, I applaud the decision.
You see, I was that six year old girl, arriving in a small Hertfordshire town in the late 1960s from Jamaica, taken to an almost all white school. It was there where I was introduced to Blyton for the first time and it is safe to say, she was a culture shock.
The invader wants to invade in peace! Don’t upset the poor little golliwog invader!
The children in my class thought the golliwogs in Enid Blyton’s books looked like me, the only black child in the class, bringing laughter from my teacher.
I knew the golliwog didn’t look like me – but it was extremely upsetting and uncomfortable that my little classmates thought that it did and that this was also okay with the teacher.
But it does.
Look at the golliwog’s eyes:
Look at the golliwog’s mouth.
Now look at Rasheda:
Same mouth, in the same position, and same eyes, in the same relative position.
As a black woman and an author, I’m attracted to writing books that represent me and my environment, books that will entertain my readers and bring them into the private and intimate lives of diverse characters.
You hope they love the characters you create them to love, your protagonist, and loathe the antagonist. That’s exactly what Miss Blyton did – but it doesn’t mean that her prejudice shouldn’t be held to account now.
White people doing stuff for white people is a crime, because as we know by now, white people have to make stuff for ALL of the peoples of the world — including the golliwog peoples.
Not taking into consideration the golliwogs’ feelings was Enid Blyton’s unforgivable crime.
The six year old inside of me was never able to comfortably enjoy the Famous Five when the teacher read it out in class. My little heart would beat so fast, because I kept thinking a golliwog was going to pop up in the story, and I would be laughed at again.
All blacks know that they’re primitive apes that are closer to monkeys than to humans, which is why they hate being compared to gorillas and golliwogs.
They hate it because it’s true, and white children laughed at her because it was funny.
It was funny because it’s true.
