My relationship to the Post-Colonial world was always through the lens of an American education and upbringing. The British were a dominant force in the world, and then suddenly were not.
Of course, the US has taken over much of the British Empire - or rather, it's role in the overt and clandestine work that was built up during the colonial Victorian age and left as a vacuum in the post-war age.
On recent trips to Cyprus, with the last partitioned capital in the world. and Ireland - still in a struggle for unity with its neighbors to the north, I fully realized the sheer destruction, senselessness and futility of such rash and reactionary measures of the collaborating forces and native populations during the uprisings that led to "independence".
On my recent trip to Dublin - no doubt the center of the colonial powers of the time - I saw the beauty but also a profound feeling of cultural, national, and distinctive identity to their former masters. While I abhor most nationalism and culturalism which seeks to divide, the nature of much of this movement is implicitly derived in a left-wing tradition for social, economic, and cultural equality out from under an imperial force.
The cobblestone streets that show the signs of wear of a powerful and crowded epicenter are mostly empty now, with some tourists, and some officials quickly pushing to and fro. But today, it is really a shell - but a beautiful representation that the remnants of the past are long to be shaken off.