To see the Maasai for first time can be very confusing. On one side you see them at Zanzibar in very bad light in the role of male prostitutes how they are chasing tourists on the beach and how they are trying to get a white woman by manipulation and lies and also you can hear MANY terrible stories about Maasais scammers and about all the crimes they commit at Zanzibar. On other side the influencers (mostly white women earning money on the image of Maasai) are talking about beautiful Maasai culture full of beautiful HONEST people who are almost holy, such people of the God who are never doing any crimes. You will also read many posts on those channels describing the Maasai as better people than western people are (in each possible meaning) and how there is no single one bad thing presents in that culture (what itself is very suspicious). Anyway - these two realities are so different and so far away from each-other, that people can be really confused - not knowing what actually
Let me introduce you my Maasai husband. His name is Ole (but I can hear that others call him by different names so who knows if really), he is around 26 years old (but he doesn't know exactly his age so maybe he is 22 and maybe he is 35) and he is from Arusha (but for some reason all his brothers, cousins, sisters and friends are from Kiberashi), but my Ole - only him - he is from Arusha. Also his boma is near Kiberashi. Strange, isn't it? But who cares. He is selling the traditional Maasai jewelry on the beach and it's his job. From only this job he is alive. At least he told me this. He doesn't need to buy stuff for shop, because his mother and sisters are doing bracelets for tourists but from some reason he is still asking money for his shop. I am always giving him the money, I also don't know for what exactly. He is very poor guy and he does have almost nothing. He is so poor that until today he could not get married despite the fact that everyone in h