It might be contended, of course, that the attitude to the African in Heart of Darkness is not Conrad's but that of his fictional narrator, Marlow, and that far from endorsing it Conrad might indeed be holding it up to irony and criticism. Certainly Conrad appears to go to considerable pains to set up layers of insulation between himself and the moral universe of his history. He has, for example, a narrator behind a narrator. The primary narrator is Marlow but his account is given to us through the filter of a second, shadowy person. But if Conrad's intention is to draw a cordon sanitaire between himself and the moral and psychological malaise of his narrator his care seems to me totally wasted because he neglects to hint however subtly or tentatively at an alternative frame of reference by which we may judge the actions and opinions of his characters. It would not have been beyond Conrad's power to make that provision if he had thought it necessary. Marlow seems to me to enjoy Conrad's complete confidence -- a feeling reinforced by the close similarities between their two careers.
I regard every person's difference as a gift to me. I have learned to appreciate behavior that I considered "wrong" according to the culture I was raised in: the body language in way someone sits in their chair, looks in my eyes or away, or stands close to me; the way they walk or talk or the music they listen to; their religious or scientific belief system; even the way they perceive "reality." I have also learned to not consider my own speech, beliefs, dress or behavior "wrong" because it is different.