Thanks for joining me. Let’s explore this together! Both the process and the content are an experiment. An experiment in self-expression, and in sharing socially conscious, and potentially life-altering, insights with all those who have been historically exploited (a self-defined category).
I am part of a historically exploited demographic, but that does not mean people like me will stay that way. We can change course. This Blog, an experimental vehicle I’ve chosen (and I am a social media novice), is a forum for creating and sharing our Liberation Plan. There will be missteps. But we will keep on steppin’.
Step 1: Acknowledge the Problem: ongoing prejudice, persistent white supremacy ideology, racial hatred, exploitation, greed, cultural genocide, injustice, miseducation, fear…
Step 2: Analyze the Problem to identify Solutions to strengthen families, reverse ‘miseducation’ and mental slavery, improve literacy, raise cultural pride and awareness of the full history of exploitation, develope economic opportunities and collaborations, empower young people…
Step 3: Implement Solutions: restore relationship commitments, elevate the station of marriage, embrace extended family support, learn our history, unite our visions, educate ourselves, redefine ourselves, reject harmful values that intensify our dysfunction, and embrace values that unite and empower us as historically exploited people, no matter our race, ethnic origin or nationality.
Step 4: Share resources, support each other, collaborate and commit to a vision of unity, justice and prosperity for all people.
A ‘STEP 3’ POST: UNITE OUR VISION
Yearning for Wakanda: “Black Panther” Can Change Our Lives
Last week this time, I was overcome with the feeling of yearning for a place I had never imagined. On Saturday, February 17th, 2018 I saw the movie “Black Panther” with several million others across the water from me in the US. I saw the movie in Hamilton, Bermuda with about 100 Bermudians, at least 50 of them supporters of the Bermuda National Library and Ashay University, an African-centered educational program for adults.
The event was preceded by a brilliantly-conceived pre-show event: a lecture by Melodye Micere Van Putten, the originator of Ashay University, and a Youtube video summarizing the family tree of the monarchy in the fictional African country of Wakunda. All this in preparation for the Bermuda premier of the movie, being shown just up the block from the library.
We all walked to the movie theater, most of us wearing African-inspired clothes or black. We expected to be dazzled and delighted. Well, we were all blown away by the original themes, state-of-the arts special effects and the vision of the movie. It is the vision of the movie that left me unable to think of much else for several days, and on the Sunday following the movie left me with an intense sense of yearning, longing for what could be.
I have been thinking all week about the promise of recovery from hundreds of years of systematic oppression; of a world no longer poisoned by prejudices and torn apart by historic exploitation; a world where women and men labor and endeavor side by side with respect; where there is orderliness and respect for traditions which support and strengthen family, village, tribe, and nation.
What has literally infused itself into my dreams and daydreams, is the vision of empowered black people who not only can protect themselves, but who are magnanimous enough not to seek revenge or blind self-interest, but rather do the right thing by choosing forgiveness and altruism. That is the world I want to live in!
This movie triggered something in me, a creative yearning was catalyzed into action. It seems to me that it is possible this movie could spark inner transformation in a whole generation of folks, it could change the world: spark in young girls and boys an interest in science, inspire rival gangs to stop killing each other, and motivate all people to view each other as members of one human family. Black Panther could change our lives, if we allow it.
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton