To a very special person. I hope you had a great day; I will always cherish the times when I was able to celebrate this special day with you.
I saw this and I am still not sure why I am surprised that folks would agree with this. It is silly, racist, and anti-intellectual. What is missing here is a past explanation for the norming of beauty, wealth, and knowledge by the West. In part, these stories told society what to think and how to measure beauty and sophistication, much like the antebellum minstrel shows that defined black people as buffoons via Jim Crow caricatures. Today multiculturalism and anti-racism seeks to address the misguided notion of normality. There was a time when females of color sought to be as white as they could be. Many still do. Stories and ads defined the norm of beauty and intelligence; it also played into the power structure of white male imperialists who use cultural narratives to define beauty and acceptance as a form of white supremacy. These stories tell young females of color that they are not normal. I could go on about the actual historical narratives implied, but will pass for now.
I stumbled across this from a source “Smash Cultural Marxism.”
When they start replacing the cultural symbols of your past, start denigrating your ancestors and replace historically white characters with non-white rip offs as well as replacing you demographically, then you can be sure that your people are being targeted for cultural and demographic Genocide. People who wrongly claim that Genocide only means the mass killing of a group need to look up the United Nations own definition of the term to discover that what is occurring in Western nations is Genocide going by that very definition.
Cultural Appropriation basically means the hijacking of your culture, traditions and symbols by another group who present your culture as their own. Take this portrayal of Snow White for example, an historically White character now being presented as black. They did it with Annie and have tried to make James Bond into a black man. People may say that it is unimportant what race the characters are because they are fictional, but they couldn’t be more wrong. Not only is this Cultural Appropriation happening at the same time as mass intentional demographic engineering through mass non-white immigration, it is also happening at a time when our cultural institutions are occupied by the enemies of the European people and of Western civilisation who constantly attack and slander our ancestors as well as attacking Whites today.
I am working through my notes, reading my data and comparing conclusions by various historians. In the end, I am excited about the panel I am sitting on come March, at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. You can see the conference program here.
The Negro Speaks of Rivers
I’ve known rivers:
I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln went down to New Orleans, and I’ve seen its muddy bosom turn all golden in the sunset.
I’ve known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
It is a peculiar sensation, this double-consciousness, this sense of always looking at one’s self through the eyes of others, of measuring one’s soul by the tape of a world that looks on in amused contempt and pity. One ever feels his two-ness,—an American, a Negro; two souls, two thoughts, two unreconciled strivings; two warring ideals in one dark body, whose dogged strength alone keeps it from being torn asunder.
The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife — this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. In this merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost. He does not wish to Africanize America, for America has too much to teach the world and Africa. He wouldn’t bleach his Negro blood in a flood of white Americanism, for he knows that Negro blood has a message for the world. He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American without being cursed and spit upon by his fellows, without having the doors of opportunity closed roughly in his face.
From W.E.B. Du Bois’s Souls of Black Folk
HAMMER AND HOE: ALABAMA COMMUNISTS DURING THE GREAT DEPRESSION by Robin Kelly is a fantastic read. The KKK and those who supported white supremacy in the South and Southwest feared the rise of black communist, who organized with whites to eradicate oppression and hierarchy. This gathering was most noted in states like Texas and Alabama. Richard Wright and Ralph Ellison wrote about this narrative in their books.
W.E.B. Du Bois asked, How does it feel to be a problem? Du Bois answered it here, in a chapter from “Souls of Black Folks.” This concept of identity — the notion of two-ness, being Negro and American had a profound impact on the writing of my favorite book, Ralph Ellison’s “Invisible Man”. You should give it a read.
On Thanksgiving day — 2014, we watched our Denver move on; he had been struggling with tumors in his mouth, making it difficult for him to eat or drink. He would cry to us, as we did everything we could to address the matter. His medication seemed to improve his condition, but that was short-lived. Recently, Denver’s partner in crime passed away. It was a tough decision putting Sam to sleep — but one that needed to be done. I am not an emotional person, but I just set there and cried as he went to sleep. The vet was wonderful — as she watched us struggle. Both are buried beside each other on Brooks campus down by the lake. We made this to honor them, and to give us a chance to just talk about how two cats could define us.
A year after Denver, I struggled to control my emotions. Now that Sam is gone, the pain continues. Denver and Sam were with us since 1999. I was still in graduate school at the time. My life — our lives in many ways, revolved around them. Some see pets as nothing but pets. However, for us they defined many moments in our life. I question how our Abbey will do as the days move forward. There is a clear missing piece in the Carsons’ household. We are left with a beautiful dog; I will keep loving on her and making my life about her. This is what pet owners do who make their four-legged kids about more than being a pet.