A reader I admire very much asked me to comment on the current condition of Black America. I said I would… without thinking it through. It’s complicated. Life in today’s world forces us to compromise. We have to fallback to go forward just a little. It is very hard to say or do exactly what we think is right because (most likely) others will disagree, others with more power and less forgiveness. We are now reading from a new history book—and you must be literate on another level.
There is a color shift taking place in America. However, the new model has been rendered colorless. We all know that a Black America does not exist in and of itself. Nonetheless, everybody knows where and how you arrive and that being Black can’t be given away. America is more than the idea of a Black President or a Black talk show host. That’s a fake political power/money game, which has little to do with the daily life of black people. My opinion is further supported by the idea that little to nothing is what it appears to be relative to the gap, which divides Black and White rich and poor. Both sides can be influenced by endless flows of money, and can ill-afford to be needy and powerless in a rich world.
To illustrate the point: I had the opportunity to hear Bill Cosby speak at Compton High School, in California, some time ago. Mr. Cosby said: “We [Black people] are sitting on the answer.”
There is an indefinable love-hate-relationship, which is innate in the black experience. It is apparent that no one (at least not yet) is capable of unraveling this snarl or reversing those deeply rooted feelings of not being able to quite catch up.
Have the efforts of black intellectuals, those who are gifted and/or with access worked against us? Or did they just take another route? The one (too often) fixed with false smiles, blatant bullshit and don’t mess with my money. Today there seems to be no effective way to fully express the concept of unity, i.e. telling us what it is and what we must do for each other. Maybe it has to be defined by something less divisive than our exteriors. But we already know what that’s about. It is about the same thing it was back when. When the brothers and sisters connect and speak in a single voice tensions multiply, and that’s what’s feared.
Today, these feelings and expressions of denial are broken down to a uniform code of behavior. Black culture can only be defined and owned by Blacks or else it will be stolen, or misrepresented just like history, dance, and music in a hundred forms. Another example is language: “You know I got mad love for you. You feel me?” The white main stream is constantly using black street jargon, and throwing it back as their definition of blackness, or coolness, while at the same time they rip Ebonics as if it is scourge. Whites want to imitate being black without being black.
So, we must ask ourselves this… “Am I for the truth, no matter who tells it?”
In my opinion: America must stop bull shitting and start preparing. We must be willing to accept the truth that benefits all of us and not the few of us. Ultimately, we have to let go of the resentment, the anger, and take responsibility. We must forgive each other, forgive those who trespass against us and do what demands courage in light of the humanity and consciousness that unites us all.