two things. as i keep receiving revelations...
racial rachel dolezal.
i just saw a piece, new perspectives on bbc focus on africa
and something new occurred to me that did not before.
how many of us make our families apart from the one we are born to:
so many of us claim cousins and sisters and brothers who are just childhood friends. or even people we just met. i count my godsister in that that, i just met her last year. realizing even i have taken her in too much too soon, i know she may think me crazy and full of drama. but that is the life.
but those of us who move away from our parental circle and upbringing
claiming mothers and fathers, siblings and a life totally foreign to what we were exposed. all of us do that. and all of us black people all over the globe do that, i presume white people do it too. but i can only talk of what and who i know. and i have not been so exposed or planted in white environments, despite most of my education and professionalism before trinidad was in the dominant culture. but personal stories i dont know so much.
but the thing is, rachel has not done anything any of us have not done. you know what makes it peculiar and what is the lightning rod, is that she crossed color segmentation but if we were to extricate that one fact, small to some, huge and everything to others, but if we extricate it, we may see we are just watching, reading and tearing apart a human story. just another way to look at it.
try to see and search that video and see if that does not occur to you. she could have been anybody in that piece, a man, a black woman (god, dont kill me), a brazilian in mozambique...i will leave it there
the bottom line is that these constructs we have dominant have led us into a cabbage patch of sinking sand that we struggle to harvest, or even make it out a live, let alone a narrative that makes sense to us all. i have no answers or judgments, i am just reading and offering. i am the referee. unpaid. my new tag line
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then as I showered i had another revelation about trinidad...
it is high time that we here accept the place we have and living in. and stop with all the lies and the myths, the dissonance, and the fantasies, cause what that is causing is a lot of futility, up and down the line, across the corridors. here and abroad.
we build and erect systems and institutions only for them to fall down and seem like we dont know that real institutions dont fall. see white supremacy, as wrong as it is, as much as it seeks one people's interest at the costs of the earth, and all other humans, numbering far more than its adherents and privileged, it remains, and merely keeps morphing in survival. that is an institution. all those in trinidad have fallen and crumbled. our political system has unraveled from its farce and appearance of respectability. it never was. it was just better shielded under the pnm they been at the pageant longer, and were more colonial and unconscious, so the mimicked. our man naipaul already told us all of this and even in 2015 we deny the facts as the earthquake of our lives fall into ruin.
i shant proving how much we are a farce. we only birth, make and give breadth to criminals and corrupt men and women. "smartman" for how long has been our prime caricature upheld. Anansi come to town?
we lie and bring deceit even among our friends. say one thing twelve hours prior and do the exact opposite as the sun rises. how do you explain away that. we make alliances and want to have friends in secret. you will ask one for help and they will ignore the entreaty as if it has never been written. we have no word. nothing about us is noble.
these are a summary and overarching truths about this trinidad that we must accept, and stop running away from...it is only catching us on the road by bullet, henchmen, rapists, and flipping crashing vehicles as monsters seeking demanding that it be fed. the greater the time, the greater the lies, the more the victims.
do the maths.
my point: it is time we accept the hell fire place this is and move accordingly.
\
it is only then the hope might arise for us to make something legitimate of this place. we are not a real country.
and so what does that mean, to move accordingly in that context.
well. we stop lying to our selves that one party or another is going to be our panacea and fixer. that aint gonna happen
we need to stop acting like we have moral people here, folk who are not seeking to build their fortunes off seats of power, access to the treasury and the leverage one gains by navigating and negotiating with folk who too wish to be bandwagonists and ride coattails and pick the crumbs off the table of crime. lets stop doing that.
lets stop thinking that we have competent people here. we dont. if we did, half the problems we live daily would not exist. no water, perennially broken roads, half the country living in slums of various characters, electricity outages, filthy water when we have it. fancy buildings and towers that never get cleaned, hvac systems never sucked out and cleaned. eric williams tower ducts have black soot rounding its square vents. they thought i was crazy refusing to be in that building in my office more than i had to. must i go on.
you tell me what works here. hospitals full of doctors who you would seem are in training to be cadaver carvers rather than healing agents for the sick and those merely trying to give birth or find life. just today in the news some site where they dump hospital waste is piled high, exposed, a few metres away a new incinerator, not working. for the living god, are we for real.?
so what am i suggesting.
that we realize we are a criminal enterprise and land island
that we chose people who can accomplish and do things rather than pose, and perpetrate. i wonder if Manga's last post is what set the seed for me to realize this.
for if we just accept what and who and where we are, people will not continue a procession of lies to us that we imbibe as if we are the douens, vacuous of any means to assess or critically think our truth of what is possible. it is like we are all alices in wonderland, not on an adventure but constantly sent on a search to find the grand canyon. it dont live here. it dont exist here. and so mad are we, we have people who make canyons for us. remember the one cut out illegally somewhere in the east from illegal stealing of land and quarrying for all the buildings to nowhere and nothing just more emptiness...
and that is it. we are bereft and empty.
and we shall never be filled with lies,
\they will just continue to be presented us as mirages
tell me when you are ready.
i have the answer for who would be great to lead this country out of its iniquity
understanding who and what we are , where we are and who we birth, may mean we cleave to those who expressed the height of that pinnacle. for they themselves might have the most to prove. they may be the one most vested to turn their life around. i dont know. that too might be a good fantasy. and even if not, a great ending to the current story.
selah
and we are writing it. but we think they are jokes, not realizing...that thereby , is the key:
Citizen Daren Mc Leod: "If lies could have been exported for profit now would have been the best time to diversify this economy!"
Devindra Partap : "The PPG ministers are experts on advising others how to perverse the course of justice, break out of jail, hide weed, kill lawyers, launder and steal money, and the list goes on."
Ozy Merrique Jr.: "Do I have a ting for the crazies?
Or do the crazies have a ting for me?
Like meh poster on a wall in a St Anns room?
Like I have on mad people perfume?"
Clarence Rambharat: "Local police confirm that the ganja not found at the PM's residence was found at the PM's residence. The investigators who did not investigate are being investigated."
racial rachel dolezal.
i just saw a piece, new perspectives on bbc focus on africa
and something new occurred to me that did not before.
how many of us make our families apart from the one we are born to:
so many of us claim cousins and sisters and brothers who are just childhood friends. or even people we just met. i count my godsister in that that, i just met her last year. realizing even i have taken her in too much too soon, i know she may think me crazy and full of drama. but that is the life.
but those of us who move away from our parental circle and upbringing
claiming mothers and fathers, siblings and a life totally foreign to what we were exposed. all of us do that. and all of us black people all over the globe do that, i presume white people do it too. but i can only talk of what and who i know. and i have not been so exposed or planted in white environments, despite most of my education and professionalism before trinidad was in the dominant culture. but personal stories i dont know so much.
but the thing is, rachel has not done anything any of us have not done. you know what makes it peculiar and what is the lightning rod, is that she crossed color segmentation but if we were to extricate that one fact, small to some, huge and everything to others, but if we extricate it, we may see we are just watching, reading and tearing apart a human story. just another way to look at it.
try to see and search that video and see if that does not occur to you. she could have been anybody in that piece, a man, a black woman (god, dont kill me), a brazilian in mozambique...i will leave it there
the bottom line is that these constructs we have dominant have led us into a cabbage patch of sinking sand that we struggle to harvest, or even make it out a live, let alone a narrative that makes sense to us all. i have no answers or judgments, i am just reading and offering. i am the referee. unpaid. my new tag line
------------
then as I showered i had another revelation about trinidad...
it is high time that we here accept the place we have and living in. and stop with all the lies and the myths, the dissonance, and the fantasies, cause what that is causing is a lot of futility, up and down the line, across the corridors. here and abroad.
we build and erect systems and institutions only for them to fall down and seem like we dont know that real institutions dont fall. see white supremacy, as wrong as it is, as much as it seeks one people's interest at the costs of the earth, and all other humans, numbering far more than its adherents and privileged, it remains, and merely keeps morphing in survival. that is an institution. all those in trinidad have fallen and crumbled. our political system has unraveled from its farce and appearance of respectability. it never was. it was just better shielded under the pnm they been at the pageant longer, and were more colonial and unconscious, so the mimicked. our man naipaul already told us all of this and even in 2015 we deny the facts as the earthquake of our lives fall into ruin.
i shant proving how much we are a farce. we only birth, make and give breadth to criminals and corrupt men and women. "smartman" for how long has been our prime caricature upheld. Anansi come to town?
we lie and bring deceit even among our friends. say one thing twelve hours prior and do the exact opposite as the sun rises. how do you explain away that. we make alliances and want to have friends in secret. you will ask one for help and they will ignore the entreaty as if it has never been written. we have no word. nothing about us is noble.
these are a summary and overarching truths about this trinidad that we must accept, and stop running away from...it is only catching us on the road by bullet, henchmen, rapists, and flipping crashing vehicles as monsters seeking demanding that it be fed. the greater the time, the greater the lies, the more the victims.
do the maths.
my point: it is time we accept the hell fire place this is and move accordingly.
\
it is only then the hope might arise for us to make something legitimate of this place. we are not a real country.
and so what does that mean, to move accordingly in that context.
well. we stop lying to our selves that one party or another is going to be our panacea and fixer. that aint gonna happen
we need to stop acting like we have moral people here, folk who are not seeking to build their fortunes off seats of power, access to the treasury and the leverage one gains by navigating and negotiating with folk who too wish to be bandwagonists and ride coattails and pick the crumbs off the table of crime. lets stop doing that.
lets stop thinking that we have competent people here. we dont. if we did, half the problems we live daily would not exist. no water, perennially broken roads, half the country living in slums of various characters, electricity outages, filthy water when we have it. fancy buildings and towers that never get cleaned, hvac systems never sucked out and cleaned. eric williams tower ducts have black soot rounding its square vents. they thought i was crazy refusing to be in that building in my office more than i had to. must i go on.
you tell me what works here. hospitals full of doctors who you would seem are in training to be cadaver carvers rather than healing agents for the sick and those merely trying to give birth or find life. just today in the news some site where they dump hospital waste is piled high, exposed, a few metres away a new incinerator, not working. for the living god, are we for real.?
so what am i suggesting.
that we realize we are a criminal enterprise and land island
that we chose people who can accomplish and do things rather than pose, and perpetrate. i wonder if Manga's last post is what set the seed for me to realize this.
for if we just accept what and who and where we are, people will not continue a procession of lies to us that we imbibe as if we are the douens, vacuous of any means to assess or critically think our truth of what is possible. it is like we are all alices in wonderland, not on an adventure but constantly sent on a search to find the grand canyon. it dont live here. it dont exist here. and so mad are we, we have people who make canyons for us. remember the one cut out illegally somewhere in the east from illegal stealing of land and quarrying for all the buildings to nowhere and nothing just more emptiness...
and that is it. we are bereft and empty.
and we shall never be filled with lies,
\they will just continue to be presented us as mirages
tell me when you are ready.
i have the answer for who would be great to lead this country out of its iniquity
understanding who and what we are , where we are and who we birth, may mean we cleave to those who expressed the height of that pinnacle. for they themselves might have the most to prove. they may be the one most vested to turn their life around. i dont know. that too might be a good fantasy. and even if not, a great ending to the current story.
selah
and we are writing it. but we think they are jokes, not realizing...that thereby , is the key:
Citizen Daren Mc Leod: "If lies could have been exported for profit now would have been the best time to diversify this economy!"
Devindra Partap : "The PPG ministers are experts on advising others how to perverse the course of justice, break out of jail, hide weed, kill lawyers, launder and steal money, and the list goes on."
Ozy Merrique Jr.: "Do I have a ting for the crazies?
Or do the crazies have a ting for me?
Like meh poster on a wall in a St Anns room?
Like I have on mad people perfume?"
Clarence Rambharat: "Local police confirm that the ganja not found at the PM's residence was found at the PM's residence. The investigators who did not investigate are being investigated."
Interesting blog.
ReplyDeleteRegards,
Devindra S. Partap