Friday, October 28, 2011

The Corner of Survival and Just Getting By

There is a saying that's been floating around and has been for awhile, especially in the body building world: What doesn't kill you, will make you stronger. I tend to disagree. I believe that what doesn't kill you , will fuck you up for the rest of your life. And the strong don't always survive. Those are just the facts. Reality is a bitch. Because the meek will never inherit this Earth. This reality, by design is structured on survival for the fittest. You can be predator or you can be prey.

Black people have been chosen or depending on your point of view, assigned the role of prey. Was it through no fault of our own? Or was it meant to be a lesson? If it is intended to be a lesson, we haven't learned it very well. Some in the religious community believe that we were assigned this role through divine intervention. I don't know about that. I am a fool. But any "God" that would purposely give dominion to some of "his" children over the rest of his children has some serious personal issues on a cosmic scale. That's just my personal opinion and coming from a microscopic piece of dust such as myself, means nothing. I admit it.

There are black people in this country who have done very well for themselves and there are those of us who have not. The majority of us exist on the corner of Survival and Just Getting By. We are not ready... for anything. We are still too busy arguing amongst ourselves to realize that something is coming down the pike, to coin a phrase. Have you black people ever heard of survivalists? These are white people who are getting their shit together. And they are not crazy. They are getting prepared. A lot of people are getting prepared. We as a people are stuck on a hill with our gears frozen in neutral and our foot on the brake, trying to prevent the inevitable and uncaring force of gravity from dragging us backwards and over the cliff onto the rocks below.

We are stagnating. The furthest that we will go into the forest is to rant about the politics of politics, not realizing that around the next tree is a very large bear trap that will spring close on our ankle, probably shattering the bone and sending us into shock. Reality, which has a very nasty and untimely way of intruding on ones life, strolls over and takes a big chunk out of our ass as our neurons go into overdrive and come up with this amazing protracted theory that no one will be coming to help us and sooner, rather than later we will have to contemplate the unsavory decision to chew our leg off, because that's what politics is all about. Traps. Very dangerous traps. And there's no help in sight.

At the other end of the spectrum there are those of us who are just plain lost in the forest. We went in too deep without a compass, because we figured we couldn't read one anyway, so what was the use of bringing one. And surprise. There's no cell phone service and we don't have any matches, because we don't smoke and oh yeah, food wasn't a problem. There's a MickyD's right down the road. So while we were contemplating the beauty of the forest and what it must have been like in Africa, we lost our way. And incidentally, there's no help coming.

At some point we, as a people have to realize that we are on our own. We are responsible not only for our own behavior, and our own well being, but how we define ourselves and the spirit that dwells within. We have to be prepared for what's ahead, because the worlds stage is being remodeled before our very eyes and we will be needing totally different costumes and scripts when the casting starts for the new mega blockbuster that's in production and will be coming to a theatre near you and if you don't have your back stage pass, you'll be left outside in the alley to fend for yourself with the rest of the people on the Northeast corner of Just Getting By.






Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Race and Spirituality

Does the word spirituality have to have the word "black" in front of it? Is the word spirituality only valid when used by white people? Is it necessary to use any type of word in front of spirituality? Why is the word black in front of spirituality even necessary? It's just something the Fool has been thinking about here lately.

I think about spirituality often as opposed to religion, especially organized religion. A lot of people claim to be spiritual in nature and yet I have heard or read of these same people telling someone who disagrees with them to stick their opinion up their ass. I have seen these people gloat at the death or misfortune of another human being. Some how this just doesn't gel in the Fools mind, which means it just forms little globs of inanimate matter and oozes out of my ears. I would like to know how these two very different and wildly separate point of views can exist in the human form. After all, you might say: Hitler loved Eva Braun, that being a wildly divergent statement, yet illustrates my point.

Are we these spiritual beings that we purport to be or are we just too lazy to fess up to the fact that we don't want to join one of the many popular religions that permeate our society and just blurt out to anybody that is listening that, "I am a spiritual person." I mean you can be into witchcraft, Satanism, Druidism, Emissaries of Divine Light, Ananda Marga or any of the thousands of religions and cults out there and call yourself spiritual. You can even be non spiritual and call yourself spiritual. It's all semantics.

What I'm trying to get at here is, do you believe in a higher divine power and does this power have a preference as to how it is known to you since you think you should delegate the word "black" as a means to identify your belief system? Apart from the verifiable cults and focusing on one divine force (we're still talking spiritual here), why is it necessary to superimpose race onto the divine? Organized religion has done a pretty good job of that through the centuries and way back in the good old days more than a few white people thought heaven was segregated and their churches reflected their beliefs. And if you were to go backwards a few more steps in time, you would find that a lot of those kindly slave owners believed that their slaves would be with them in the hereafter to tend to their needs. I guess they believe that at the end of the "day" their servants would retire to the ghetto section of Heaven to await their call to duty for the next day.

If you think about it, the Egyptians believed the same thing. How weird is that? And how come God didn't say anything about all the Africans held in bondage? Oops. My bad. I promised to stay off the subject of religion.

Is being spiritual having your own personal relationship with a higher power than yourself and understanding that this power has your benefit at heart and that you are a part of everything and everything is a part of you and believing that when you commit a wrong, a wrong will be committed against you because the universe works on cause and effect and good and evil and positive and negative and so above as below. Is this what you define as spiritual? Because if it is, then you wouldn't be doing and saying some of the crazy, insane, vile and nasty shit that you do. And you would drop the word "black" from in front of spiritual.

All is borrowed energy, neither black, white, red or yellow. Neither good or bad. It's how you apply this gift of life in your daily travels through this temporal plane. You can make your little light shine brighter than the brightest star or you can make it flutter as if deprived of oxygen. This gift is only a loaner. Be careful how you use it, because there's no renewal on this contract.

But, like I always say, I am just a Fool. What do I know?




Sunday, October 23, 2011

The Media and Indoctrination

Have you ever heard the phrase: a people are the sum total of their history? Or to break it down on a personal level: people are the sum total of their experiences. They both mean the same thing, only the names have changed to protect the innocent.

I constantly refer to the Middle Passage, because that's where it all began; what you might call the root problem of the black race in Amerikkka. To understand yourselves, you've got to understand where you came from. You can trace your family tree all you want to, but that only tells you the genealogical order of how you arrived at the place that you are now. If you were to trace the psychological tree (and they do exist), you would find something terrifying and magical. For instance. You remember uncle Walter, the light skinned uncle? Well, you might find that good old uncle Walter inherited a gene on his white side that made him a tad bit dysfunctional. Get the idea?

From the moment your ancestors walked, crawled or were dragged from those ships, your fates were sealed. The indoctrination began immediately and was permanent and has lasted into the twenty first century. Resistance was futile. Frankly, I'm surprised that the psychology of the Middle Passage and the subsequent brain altering mechanisms used by those who held our lives in their hands has not been discussed among black scholars and those in academia who are way more smarted than I am. But what the hell. I'm just a fool. Who lives on a hill. And just watches the world spinning round.

Sorry. I tend to get carried away and I apologize.

So........to continue on the subject of indoctrination and this is not a lecture. This is just how it's been. A blank slate. That's what we were and as any science fiction writer will tell you, a blank slate upon which white people could write anything they chose to. The writers of that time chose subjugation. And to all of you Kneegroes who insist on defending the phrase: they were just men of their times, I say to you: FUCK YOU! All you're saying is that they were by no means exceptional. Gandhi was not a man of his times, nor was Dr. King or John Kennedy for that matter. What you're saying is that these were just plain old ordinary racist home boys who were unable to rise above their society and that was alright because that's the way it was back then. Fuck you. Caesar was not a man for his time, nor was Aristotle, Pythagoras, Sun Tzu(the little Chinese guy who wrote the Art of War), Muhammad Ali (my hero),Rabindranath Tagore (look it up) and of course Jesus Christ. These were people of their time, but not of their time. These were selfless people who tried to improve upon the human condition and better thir station in life and those around them for whatever reason. They pushed for the greater good. How was slavery for the greater good? Anybody with a lick of sense would have known that the human condition was to be free and that the matrix of slavery would, sooner or later come back and bite them in the ass. History has proven this and yet they ignored history for their own gain. And these were men of their times? Kneegroes,… PLEASE.

If you black people don't know by now, the media is your worst enemy. The media from the time of the old printing presses have been showcasing your worst traits to the United state and the world, which was justified and even sanctioned by the Pope and the church which relegated you to the status of animals. Kinda forgot about that didn't you? And how was this belief spread? Well, as they say: the media was the message.

TeeVee and the MSM is no friend of black people. It was through the media well up to the late sixties that contributed to the vilification of black people. You should know this. It's part of your history. It's a history white people want you to forget. It's a history white people don't want to discuss. White people don't want to have a dialog about race. If they did, don't you think we would have had one by now, especially here in "post racial" Amerikkka? No, sorry. The majority of white people just want you to go away. They wish to wake up one morning, turn to the news and discover, by some miracle that all the black people in the country have vanished. Then they can lead the harmonious lives that God meant for them to live.


Can you imagine what I would do if I could do all I can?

Sun Tzu-



Saturday, October 22, 2011

What Happened to Our Voices?

Where will all of you Kneegroes and Black people be when the shit hits the fan? What will you be doing when everything collapses? How do you plan on surviving?

If you have been keeping up with the news you know things are looking pretty grim.

You also know that the so-called black man in charge is responsible for the killing of another black man who was allegedly not playing nice with his fellow countrymen. Surely you must know that the former ruler of Libya told the central banks to kiss his ass. Surely you must know that all of that oil money was being plowed back into to the country and surely you must know that this black man raised the standard of living for 64% of his citizens.

I bet you didn't know that in the beginning the rebels were comprised mostly of Israeli troops. Didn't know that did you? I bet you didn't know that al Quada was part of the rebel army. Remember them? The so called bad guys that posed such a threat to your security here at home. The reason that the TSA agents are having such a good old time feeling you up. Remember?

Where do you Kneegroes fit in to all that is happening? Where is your place? Where is your voice? A lot of you out there are just too busy trying to survive on a daily basis to ponder all of this. But surely it has passed through your mind. Surely you have noticed the rising food prices and the fact that gas refuses to go down and how expensive it is to rent or do you just see it as business as usual.

Do black people even have a voice in post racial Amerikka? And if they do, is anybody listening? All I have heard from the so-called president and the Big Giant Heads is: "Quit your whining and get a job." Is that why we're so silent? Because any time we stand up for our rights it's interpreted as whining? When some of us bring to the light the obvious racist behavior of a Big Giant Head, we are told that it's all in our heads and in reality we are the racist and we should just shut up and get over it. And will you Kneegroes PLEASE! stop acting so surprised and shocked and overcomed when some Big Giant Head does or says something really awful to or about black people. It's not like you weren't eventually expecting it. Or are you really that removed from reality?

Sorry. I went away for awhile there. Now I'm back.

What is your personal take on the murder of Muammar Gaddafi? Do you think it was justified? What do you think of Muammar Gaddafi the man and former ruler? Do you have an opinion at all? Or are you removed from what the B. Obama Traveling Allstars and Motorcade that is coming to a location near you doing?

Of course you must know that what's happening can't continue. This country can't just keep throwing darts at a map to decide who it's going to invade next. And in case you haven't heard, the troops will be coming home soon. What then? And how long will they be allowed to be idle? These are not the same people who went there and were forced to serve two and three tours of duty. Have you any idea what has been done to these people? Do you even care? Where's your voices?

There was a time when black people had pride. What happened to it? Did it get buried in the Rap culture or the gang culture or the me, me, me culture? It's so very easy to see why these sub cultures thrived. They were something that you could belong to. That is except for the me culture. You only belong to that because it allowed you to express your unfettered greed to consume and satisfy your immediate needs. The other cultures filled a void all humans have. To belong and feel needed. Yep, they weren't the greatest thing to be a part of, but they came along at the right time, so I guess they served a purpose or not.

The problem with the cultures of Rap and gangs is simple. They misused their power. They used their voices to separate instead of unite. In the process the Big Giant Heads moved in and watered down what was a very powerful message in Rap. Some of the rappers moved into the Big House with the women of the Big Giant Heads, some got popped and some,... a couple, retired. Case closed. Voices silenced. Hell, the government knows every black gang member in the country. If they want you, they know where to find you. So I guess you could say, you're out there operating with their blessings because when the time comes to silence your voices, you won't stand a chance. Don't believe me? Find one of those old guys who belonged to the Black Panther Party and ask them, because they had a hellava lot of infiltrators working inside the Party.

I guess you know that white people, as a whole are amassing their own personal arsenals to deal with you Kneegroes when the shit hits the fan. This is just a heads up and something to think about while you're out there trying to survive day to day. Since this tid-bit is coming from a Fool, make of it what you will.

Go ahead and remain silent.

NOTE. Here's a link to an article that needs to be read about B. Obama and his relationship to black people. CLICK HERE






Friday, October 21, 2011

Where Have ALL the Leaders Gone?

Oh dear. What to write about? What to write about that won't offend, anger, upset or generally fuck up someone's day or affect their tender sensibilities.

Everything that I have written about, you Kneegroes already know. Well, most of you anyway. The rest is in denial or just plain don't give a shit. As a whole, you have been played and abandoned by the president in black face and yet you hold out hope that by some miracle he will come around and be your champion. You think that he will see the light. Personally, I don't think so.

For one thing and that's the main thing: B.O is not black. At least not black as far as black people think of being black. BO is half African, which is something to keep in mind. That's a completely different animal, because Africans don't owe or otherwise associate with you Kneegroes.

What few leaders that you had have abandoned you. Good ol' Mr. Sharpton has defected to the dark side and is now working for the MSM. I never saw that one coming. Tavis and Cornel (whom I respect) are in love with Tavis and Cornel. They are trying in vain to talk some sense into the Big Giant Heads that rule. Sadly BGHs look upon them as two intelligent, well dressed talking apes. They are sooooo much fun to talk to and debate with as long as they recognize their place in the universe and not get too uppity.

We seem to be nothing without a leader. We seem to need somebody to provide some type of cohesion. We desperately need a direction and some body to provide it for us. We need an orator. We need a leader with some fire in their belly. A lot of the older black men are coming forward to speak up, but you see, that's the problem. They're too old. They've paid their dues. What? You Kneegroes see them on TeeVee falling asleep and you think that's funny when they shouldn't have to be out there in the first place.

Oh... I get it. You Kneegro men can't be bothered. Too busy making babies to prove your manhood are you? Too busy with your manly man shit to care about anyone but yourselves. Too busy making that money, but forgetting to help support that child you helped to make. Too busy trying to find a constructive way to get into jail because you have been brainwashed to believe that it's a rite of passage and a gateway to manhood whereby you can learn all sorts of neat tricks and learn to speak Ebonics the right way.

Black people have what I like to call the Arnold syndrome. When Arnold was just getting into movies, his agents tried to get him to change his last name. They told him that people would have a tough time pronouncing Schwarzenegger. To which Arnold replied, "So what?" He would make them learn. And he kept his last name and we learned to pronounce it. However, black people always seem to forget one tiny little thing. Arnold is white as white can be. White people just laugh at us and hold us up to ridicule as being too stupid to learn the English language. If you even mention the word Ebonics, they look at you kinda funny for awhile and either smile and in the case of the bolder ones, laugh out loud.

Where are the young educated black men? Where are the young orators? Where are the young men with a plan and the fire and steel needed to implement it? Where are the young men who can express the needs of a people who have fell by the wayside. We as people, deep down understand white people better than they understand themselves, at least we used to. We used to understand body language before body language was invented. We used to be able, at a sub conscience level to read expressions in peoples faces and not be aware that we were doing it. We were about as close to having a sixth sense as you could get.

What happened? In the process of trying to force our way into white culture, did we abandoned this gift like we abandoned civility towards each other? Like most of the men abandoned what it means to be a man and acknowledge other men as equals. Again. I ask: What happened? Maybe with the proper leader to inspire us, we would be able to remember, because those traits are still there. We just need to look inside ourselves and poke around a bit. Maybe with a little help we can be what the universe meant us to be, because the present pretender to the throne is not living up to the hype.