• Pity them. They are so unfortunate. Every one of them. They live in the 13th century (by our reckoning, who knows if they even tell time other than by saying that it's the "rainy season" or something like that).
  
• Remember: Africans are as monolithic an entity as North American black people are. Once you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal.
• Nothing good ever happens there. Nothing. Ever. Unless, of course, a white person helps them. Actually, that's pretty much what happens in North America, too, if you judge black people by most of the film industry through the 1990s and even beyond.

For more details, please read this great article. Here's a taste:

Make sure you show how Africans have music and rhythm deep in their souls, and eat things no other humans eat. Do not mention rice and beef and wheat; monkey-brain is an African's cuisine of choice, along with goat, snake, worms and grubs and all manner of game meat. Make sure you show that you are able to eat such food without flinching, and describe how you learn to enjoy it -- because you care.

Fucking liberals. Shit, did I really just say that??