Showing posts with label Racism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Racism. Show all posts

Sunday, November 11, 2012

White house. Black house.

If caution is a characteristic of conservatism, then I must own up to that side of my personality. I sometimes yield to chicken-shit tentativity when expressing observations on the racially polarised landscape we find ourselves living in. But not today.

As one who is given to frequent rumination on such issues, from a perspective of cultural complexity, I'm understandably drawn to, and opinionated on, this discourse - despite assuming a position high above the fray as a proud proselyte of an (admittedly) idealistic tabula rasa (Rasta?). The One Love philosophy.






Racism is the polar opposite of this stance, being based in bias; i.e. the principle of any race's intrinsic preferability over another. Bio-specific minutiae, such as variability in skin-tone and sundry genetic distinctions, are the props it's built on, but racism's broad purview includes cultural corollary to this precept.

Acknowledging that there's a case to be made for racism being a natural characteristic of the human species, there can nevertheless be no doubting that colonial expansion over the last five centuries, for all the wonderful countries founded, also compounded the issue and extended hegemonies, via empire.

In the United States, and other post-colonial societies with historically race-based beginnings, race is a DNA factor that colors culture and political affiliations. Variants apply but this view is through black 'n' white specs.

Sensitivities surround the word racist, even when used as mere explanation. It tends to trigger soul-denial, and render generalization and selective memory powerful psychological tools in the struggle for representative power.

This has fostered a proliferation of codified, and not so codified pejoratives. The establishment of an African-American POTUS has laid bare nerves beneath a filmy epidermis of equanimity, as this remarkable democracy seeks to retain its ascendancy.















"Communist," "dictator," "terrorist," "thief," are nouns from only one comment-thread, in one disaffected right-wing article parsing the 2012 re-election result, but I've seen several such. The same thread is decorated with adjectives like "evil" and "ruthless," with more than one bright spark styling Barack Obama as "Anti-Christ" ("read your bible") and "Son of Lucifer" ("666 - The Beast").

I'll deliberately avoid rehashing cretinous diatribes on magic negroes, bones in the nose, monkeys, makers/takers and nooses. 

















So help me Jah, I couldn't make this stuff up. Wry smile. More.

One of the things I grapple with in this climate, is the reluctance of so many white American voters to draw the connection between a Republican vote and a racial slap-in-the-face. In light of palpable idiocy and ill-concealed hatred from right-wing ranks, I'm ecstatic at G.O.P. misery at the polls. Even if Mitt Romney was a financial magician, it would've been regrettable to empower the social luddites and those who refuse to take them to task.

For sure, there is no economic prosperity worth sacrificing social propriety for, and none achievable without it.

The sting in the tail here is, if anyone points out how suspicious this vitriol is, toward Obama's frequently referenced heritage, the charge of racism gets defensively leveled at them.

















Let's get one thing straight. Racists tend to use the unqualified term "reverse racism" with impunity. It deflects the onus of understanding by identifying pushback as the primary impetus. This only serves to perpetuate ignorance and impasse.

"Liberal" and "conservative" are not bad words, nor mutually exclusive from racism, but it does seem difficult for the latter to transcend or decry bigotry. So much so that Obama optimists get accused of being divisive and disingenuous when it's patently clear who really is. Witness voter allegiance.

It's sad, demoralizing, polarizing, undignifying, yet still, somehow fascinating and instructive just how much adrenaline an American election can inject into this dialectic. Nearly all of old Confederacy voted Republican, and a vast majority of non-whites ("minority" is a misnomer now) voted Democrat.

Americans, of the United States, deserve less entrenchment.
 

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

... Methuselah was a white man? ...

... The marriage of an 80 year old man and a 20 year old woman was the talk of the town. After being married a year, the couple went to the hospital for the birth of their first child.The attending nurse came out of the delivery room to congratulate the old gentleman and said, "This is amazing. How do you do it at your age?" The old man grinned and said, "you got to keep the old motor running"...

... The following year, the couple returned to the hospital for the birth of their second child. The same nurse was attending the delivery and again went out to congratulate the old gentleman. She said, "Sir, you are something else. How do you manage it?" Grinning, the old man said, "You gotta keep the old motor running"...

... A year later, the couple returned to the hospital for the birth of their third child. The same nurse was there for this birth also and, after the delivery, she once again approached the old gentleman, smiled, and said, "Well, you surely are something else! How do you do it?" The old man replied, "It's like I've told you before, you gotta keep the old motor running" ...

... The nurse, still smiling, patted him on the back and said "Well, I guess it's time to change the oil. This one's black" ....


* * *
... this is one of those frequently forwarded, text-only funnies that circulate in cyberspace or get retold at workplace water coolers ... if you've heard it you may have cracked a smile or cranked out a chuckle ... chances are you didn't bust a gut ... taken simply as a piece of humor there's a certain inconspicuousness about it ... a standard set-up, a good rhythmic build-up ... and a snappy punchline to sum-up ... painting a vivid picture in the mind ...

... Methuselah breeds with twenty-something, again! ... plenty room for humor here ... yet, hardly had the second chortle escaped from my throat, when I questioned why the ending proved so unexpected and effective ... had I subconsciously defaulted to the assumption the subjects were white? ... with ages being the only descriptives the very first indicator that they were indeed white was the very last word in the joke ... hence the racial assumption was made to the common default ... white, unless otherwise specified ... if not, why the bada-bing?

... don't feel no way ... I am not re-publishing this joke here to daisychain the humor but instead to explore themes of race, racism and racialism ... words as powerful as we make them ...

... in this dispensation of time, as the eloquence of Peter Tosh might refer to the here-and-now, while we are experiencing a re-invigorated bangarang around race issues, it is important to consider variables in perspectives ... so ... while it's true that the joke could be re-tooled to apply in other demographic circumstances, it is also true that this version wouldn't work without some basic assumptions ...

... comedy must always have been a medium for testing public resistance to race talk ... I am remembering the mid-seventies spotlight on Richard Pryor and his in-yo-face challenges to society's ostrich approach to racisms ... I'm certain the influential comic who gave us 1974's "That Nigger's Crazy" would have had something to add to the joke of the old cracker cuckold and the bastard tarbaby ...

... the revolution is being televised and it will be blogged too ... conventional and virtual media carry power to balance out the default eurocentricities in the collective subconscious ... comedy and a sense of humor is a must ... compulsory ... jokes release tensions, sometimes after raising them ... one time sweet, next time salt another time bitter as gall ...

... I will peep more jokes and laugh at more foolishness ... maybe generate some of both on my own ... this picture of an elderly gent and his companion came in my e-mail a week before the joke did ... I couldn't resist associating the two ... a judiciously-juxtaposed visual can aid a story ... to this end I'll take it upon myself to suggest posting the image with the joke for the remainder of its shelf-life as humor-of-the-day ... it doesn't prefigure the punchline nor does it require a default assumption ...






... and somehow still ...

in the end,
bottom line ...

Gramps has got himself a brand new bag ... and Ellie-Mae got a whole lotta 'splainin' to do! ...