Thursday, December 18, 2014

The grotesque core of paradise

"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



Tuesday, October 21, 2014

"Ebola??!! Baby, I hope I don't catch Moby Dick!"

By Sekou OSEI
and William PLEASANT

This is a time for some serious reflection on the American character and its social development and outlook.

Here is why. I've witnessed in several "revolutionary" Black political meetings:

Young people argue and fight about the greatness of Rick Ross versus the greatness of  B. I. G. 
People tell me that Barack Obama is a Black Nationalist Radical Muslim and that Jamaica is the name of the region called the Caribbean, and everyone from the Caribbean is actually called a Jamaican.

 Meanwhile, I have been told that World Wars 1 and 2 were tricks played by a secret Jewish conspiracy "of" and "for" world domination. 

A number of people argued that Africa is a "nation" and they, Africans, live among and had to protect their food from angry monkeys, thus the basis for the spread of Ebola.(???) Oh, just like Moby Dick is a form of STD, I guess?

A number of Black people couldn't tell me the years of the American Civil War. Did you know that Nelson Mandela was the biological brother of Martin Luther King? Yes, lawd! 

Likewise, the American revolution was to create the greatest democracy that ever existed, and slavery was a minor contradiction in the evolution of this great republic, a brother has recently told me, with a straight face and professorship at a name brand university.

Prof. Molefi Assante might insist: 
"But I is the authentic Afrikan niggest!"
Really, he might. 

I have seen Black people with advanced degrees cry and throw a pissy-fit and actually vomit over who lost American Idol, while they haven't found a job in 8 months. 

I have heard that the TV program "Scandal" is an inspiring role model for young Black girls. This only came from Black women in their 40's 50's 60's, of course. 

A number of people have insisted that before Jessie Jackson became famous he started his career as a professional wrestler--from TV to politics.
Egypt is not in Africa, but a part of the Middle East, you know. And Turkey is the place where Oscar-Meyer cold cuts began. 

In short, Americans, even members of the erstwhile educated stratum, are fucking stupid!

What we have in the US is the vulgar marriage of technological over-development and social under-development  encapsulated in the cult of FASHION and vectored like malaria by the corporate-owned infotainment industry. 

American youths are inculcated with the notion that actual life means nothing, thus words and concepts mean nothing. Everything is just "style" and style alone is the apex of social presence. In this wasteland of empty gestures and postures, the young wait like sheep for the slaughter.