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“The native intellectual had learnt from his masters that the individual ought to express himself fully [and that his] only wealth is individual thought. [...] the people during the struggle for freedom will discover the falseness of the theory [...] the interest of one will be the interests of all, for in concrete fact everyone will be discovered by the troops, everyone will be massacred - or everyone will be saved”

Quote by Frantz Fanon

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The Wretched of the Earth

Frantz Fanon's influential text delves into the psychological and political aspects of colonialism, offering insights into the experiences of the colonized and the path to liberation. more

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Frantz Fanon
Frantz Fanon

French psychiatrist and influential figure in the decolonization movement. Born in Martinique, Fanon was educated in France and worked as a psychiatrist in Algeria. His works, 'The Wretched of the Earth' and 'The Philosophy of the Revolution', have had a profound impact on postcolonial and liberation theories. more

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