Thursday, February 12, 2015

WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO BE BLACK?


The narrative of what it means to be black is a consciousness that was embedded by the Father of Consciousness, Steve Bantu Biko: In  the book, I Write What I Like “THE DEFINITION OF BLACK CONCIOUSNESS”  , in 1971, Biko defines blacks as those who are by law or tradition politically, economically and socially discriminated against as a group in the South African society and identifying themselves as a unit in the struggle towards the realisation of their aspirations.’

South Africa’s social and political standing has since been transformed  into a Democratic State. However,  twenty years into our young Democracy, black people are starting to rise up against the notion of being white and treated as whites.    

Prominent  black people are starting to revolt against the notion of being white, of being taught in a Whiteman’s language, living in a Whiteman’s world.

Traditionally black people were not given a choice to assimilate their cultures with the Eurocentric and Westernise styles of living. Black people were forcefully attributed  to the Whiteman’s world as subservience to the Whiteman’s style of living, and only as  second-class-citizens – which was and still is a human rights violation.

This infringement on  black people, as dark beacons of prejudice, inequality and lesser-class-beings has been recorded through history, wide-reaching, as a gross-negligence, inhuman and racist injustice by white people upon the black population. Taking away their inborn identity, as part of the human race.   

Inside today’s South Africa, a Social Economic Transformation is needed  to restore the pride and identity, that was taken away by the white colonisers, to erase the far-reaching abuse that has clouded the black mentality for centuries.    

Steve Bantu Biko states that firstly: ‘Being black is not a matter of pigmentation – being black is a reflection of a mental attitude.’ Secondly: ‘ Merely by describing yourself as black you have started on a road towards emancipation, you have committed yourself to fight against all forces that seek to use your blackness as a stamp that marks you out as a subservient being.’    

In seeking the true black identity, we as South African black people have to be vigilant of mitigating old Whiteman’s racist tendencies with our own superfluous racist approach.

We cannot deny that our pigmentation has been a source of ridicule, to help guide the way of life for white people. Justly, we also cannot deny that black people are proud, multilingual, multi-coloured, non-racial , non-violent, non-segregating nation. Even through the extremities of neo-Nazi  racist white lefties. The black nation remains strong and connect as one.

In our connectedness many polarizing adversaries on what it means to be black: i.e. the Foreign Element in our neighbourhoods, Economic Emancipation, Land Repatriation, the true South African identity,  greedy Politians and Political parties, and our own ignorant corrupt government  - stand to degradingly pull away our democratic right, black identity and pride, that our elders stood for and fought for, for decades. 

A neo-black revolution on black mentality and black pride has commenced* 

The debate goes on!

WORD TO THE BLACK PRIDE REVOLUTION

Linda Sakazi Thwala

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

A MISHMASH, MEETING OF SITUATIONS


Into my subconscious, my thoughts, the relevance of what  has been, what is and what will be. A frisson awakens my soul, death before life, blubbers of hunger, unspoken truths, unexplored desires, expectations , dark truths, white lies. 

It took shape in that murky mysterious place – a rushed, fumbled  grumble. It became what it became. An unintentional emotional phenomenon, shaping in slapping stomping roughness  sweat. A force, unto a much needed surrender. An emulation of a thing that is progression, that can never be termination. A rushed, fumbled  grumble – a  thought that could be what you make it to be.  

An instinctive realism, a mishmash meeting of situations –  an anticlimax in that film of a huge disruption. Bang! Bang! A peak. An explosion! A climatic climax coiling over-and-beyond, thundering like the mysterious drums that echo at dawn. An echo of progression. A spiritual sequence. You have to care!

 “Somebody has to care.”  You have to care, or you are not going to go anywhere. It’s a preface to everything you put your mind and soul to. You have to care! Whether you are drunk or sober, standing or falling, sleeping or awake. You have to care! Be clear-headed like your subconscious, for those that try to escape their sobriety , are always trying to escape their reality, their subconscious is biting deep into their soul. You have to care for those lips you put your kiss on. Care for those thighs you warm with your hands. Care in the dark and care in the light.

The revolution of the soul is becoming but, can only be realised by the flourishing body. It is the root of a progressive persona. A blubber of hunger, unspoken truths, unexplored desires, expectations , dark truths, white lies. It cannot be a rush, it cannot be a fumble, it cannot be a grumble.

It is a mishmash, meeting of situations. It is life that knows that death is to be expected, ‘for where there is life there is death’. Every smooth road has its humps and bumps -  as life has affections, amusements, extreme dislikes and mourning.   

 Into my consciousness, my reality, my relevance of what  has been, what is and what will be.

The future is coming*                                   

WORD TO THE MISHMASH REVOLUTION

Linda Sakazi Thwala