I went to a potluck Friday night of my racial dialogue group. I co-facilitated a dialogue 6 years ago and the group has stayed together, breaking bread and continuing to converse about race and attending community events that somehow relate to our initial purpose. We do this once a month and its been held together by my good friend, Lady T.
An indigenous, Bolivian man, a newcomer to our group along with his wife, babtized our event with his presence. His wife translated our words for him, as his English was extremely limited.
We spoke about many things. One of the most noteworthy for me was a white woman in an interracial relationship who spoke of filling out applications for her children and being confronted with boxes for ‘Black’ and ‘White’ but no other designation. She was torn because her kids are both; she didn’t want to deny either, and she was concerned about funding that is dangled before one group or other based on the racial data collected by the state. This was a very difficult choice for her.
We spoke about “post traumatic slave disorder” and the ways in which black youth are hindered by well meaning, self-limiting parents through behaviors born of the plantation. We spoke about the perpetual focus on black people as “Problem People,” even among ourselves and how whites seem to escape being tagged racism’s PP’s.
One of our number sensitively asked our Bolivian friend if he had anything to say. His wife translated: ‘I think there is too much talk. We don’t have all of these problems in our country, it is not this complicated. Perhaps it is our difference in age, but we are not so interested in speaking but of doing what we need to do to make things better.”
This was a light bulb moment for me. I have been reading much about the Secret Government/New World Order/Illuminati, the real puppetmasters behind the Matrix presented to us as “reality.” I reflected on how world events are not as they seem, that what we hear on CNN is the phony trail to divert attention from what’s really going on.
I thought of my hero, James Emmanuel, the Paris expatriate who said: “race is something that needlessly occupies our minds…when we should be thinking about something else.” The issue of forms and racial designations and choices about who and what you are, who you should pledge allegiance to, what is your essence, who are your people – all of this became reordered in my mind.
“Somebody profits from this state of affairs – but not YOU!” Mr. Emmanuel bluntly told me.
Yep. Get it, got it…DONE!!!!!!!!
Race needlessly occupies our minds – as does nitpicking about it, about micro-critiquing racism, sexism, homophobia. But when do we get behind and underneath that which is shoved in our face, that which is designed to trigger our insecurities and fears? “What box should I check,” “black leftists scapping with black nationalists,” ” Can You Be Critical of Interracial Relationships if you Have a White Parent?,” “Can you be pro-black and have a preference for white partners?” These and other questions are reasonable within the confines of an insane asylum!
They are insane queries in the context of LEAVING this society behind and creating a New World. If one is still married to the status quo and its underpinnings, then obsessing about what box to check, or what color or gender people’s fuckmates are – makes perfect sense.
But who profits from people asking these silly ass questions? Who profits from people being mired at this level un-consciousness? Who profits from the ‘Black/White Binary?” Who publishes and PAYS for the scholarship that delineates the 32 flavors of whiteniggachinkkikemicwopleftrightcommiecapitalist that exist? Who wants us to remain segregated, mired in who’s ‘black oriented’ or ‘white oriented?’ It is those with the power to project images globally, project images on the moon, it is the land-takers and the soul-RAPERS who profit.
Keeping us mired in an interminable debate, as this brother from Bolivia simply pointed out, allows someone else to keep us at each other’s throats; meanwhile, they take the money and resources and run. I’ve been reading “The End of Blackness” by Debra Dickerson. I haven’t wanted to like the premise and there are many things about it that are troubling. But the premise, ‘that blackness and whiteness must end’ can’t be fucking argued. By me anyway.
They want us to hate each other. THEY want us to be ensconced in our racialized camps, surrounded by moats, drawbridges UP. They want us to call each other out and further subdivide ourselves: “I’m a ‘black oriented’ black person, though my mum is white; he’s a ‘white oriented’, pro-black person who has a preference for white women. Nah nah nah nanaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
This is the cranial calamity that pollutes us. This is why they keep the ‘OJ Simpson template’ handy, keep his name in white mouths. This is why they showed the notorious split screen when the OJ verdict was announced, the cameras at both a white and a black university to document (and manipulate) the responses of black and white folks.
They never want us to get together. They never want us to see our common humanity. They never want us to let go of our ‘legitimate’ grievances. They want us to remain divided/split/resentful. They never want us to resolve our problems, or better still, get to and at the ROOT of our problems and join hands.
They never want us to see who THEY ARE!!!
A tiny elite controls what we think and do. They are the ones who keep us focused on pettiness, nurture our pettiness, enshrine our pettiness. The media claim they only “give the people what they want.” Yep, all we want is war, hate, conflict, disease, murder, mayhem, rape, suicide bombings. We want Jeopardy, Wheel of Fortune, the NFL/NBA, sex crimes, serial killers and Cops.
We don’t want, but we GET, DU, stolen elections,
false flagterror perpetrated by our government. Why aren’t we focused on that?!
This is bullshit. We are smarter than this; we can see through this. Our skins are different; so fucking what?! We can procreate with each other, can’t we?! It isn’t bestiality when whites, blacks , yellows, reds, browns mix and match. You may feel satisfaction being a proud, ‘black militant concubine’ for the ruling class; but you’re only seeing the trees, baby, and not the forest. You’re a righteous house nigga for Mr. Charlie and don’t even know it.
You can rock the Kente cloth, jigga, but for realz, you are leading your people into the ovens. I ain’t sayin’ racism ain’t real cuz we know it is; I’m sayin’ racism be THE “Master Tool” to keep the niggas’ niggas, the whiteys’ white and never the twain shall meet. As long as niggas are complaining about immigration, you know they got us by our brain nuts.
Henceforth, I will call out how THEY do what they do. I will no longer brick myself into a coffin of prideful, racialized ignorance. Race does not exist EXCEPT in our minds. It does manifest in our behaviour, until we free our minds of the criminal’s teaching. We may have different histories and herstories, but we are more alike than different. The lie is that we are fundamentally, terminally unique. Our failure to see this genetically engineered crop is precisely the soil our REAL-EST enemies are busy tilling.
When do niggas drop the rock and graduate to human? I’m taking my mind and my soul back. I’m wearin’ my cap and gown – TODAY!