"Sometimes people hold a Core belief that is very strong. When they are presented with evidence that works against that belief, the new evidence cannot be accepted. It would create a feeling that is extremely uncomfortable, called cognitive dissonance. And it is so important to protect the core belief, that they will rationalize, ignore and even deny anything that doesn't fit in with the core belief." --FRANTZ FANON (1925-1961)
I was reviewing Fanon to understand the massified adoration of Barack Obama. I remembered since 2008 and 2009 I was constantly invited to be driven or flown to Washington D.C. to celebrate America's first Black and African-American president. When I declined I was reprimanded, chasten and questioned by family and friends for my so-called idealistic and irrational militancy. For a part of my family is from a place where Blacks have been executive office holders for decades. I am talking about the Caribbean, of course. History has brutally exposed these nergro paradises as complete political, social and economic failures.
So much for the Black Prophets of Third World bourgeois electoral politics leading their Black flocks to the Promise Land. The Caribbean, of course! Instead, these dusky ringmasters of the neo-colonial circus have treated the Black working class to a non-stop circus under the bigtop of sadistic police terror, grinding poverty and cultural decadence set to the beachfront calypso rhythm of middle aged Canadian women sexing it with impoverished caricatures of island male authenticity.
I remember that between November and January (2008-2009) the U.S. Black "community" became an enraptured Baptist congregation, a veritable tent revival meeting, as the brothas and the sistas convulsed/danced in celebration of the inauguration of "our" first Black royal family. Meanwhile, AFROCOM first set its re-colonizing boots on African soil.
Blacks continued to shake and shimmy as young people in the Middle East had to duck American-furnished drones. They even mumbled, croaked and hollered with joy as Blacks and American society in general began to smart from imposed economic austerity policies and the pickpocket expense of healthcare called "socialist" Obamacare. All the time, their eyes rolled in their sockets and their tongues clucked in parched mouths as local police went on a paramilitary fashion binge, and teargas became the preferred patriotic cologne on the streets of Law-and-Order. Think about it. That really happened.
Nonetheless, the youth of Ferguson were the first to hear the clatter of the locks on the genocidal ovens. They understood the trajectory of the inferno inside, the road sign to the contemporary paradise.
History is on our side but not time, and clarity has always been a weapon within history. As such, those of us who kick the scenery of the murderous AMERIKKKAN stage play and expose that the trees and bushes are cardboard daggers will never be celebrated.
Comrade Sekou OSEI