Miss me? I haven’t been blogging a lot, but I just found a story worth talking about.
A video has been making the rounds of an African immigrant to America (presumably from Egypt) talking about how she and others saw a video while in the immigration process about Black Americans being shown as evil and all criminals. She claims that this is all by Caucasians in the Department of Immigration while also claiming she didn’t know about slavery or Civil Rights until after she was already in America. While she’s not wrong about how it was “them folks” making this propaganda to her and others (why would the melanated people in America make propaganda about themselves?), but I did find it odd that she didn’t know about those atrocities. Unless she was from a remote region without the internet, computers, or smartphones, I can’t see how she wouldn’t know about this stuff in this day and age. I don’t expect her to know everything because even Americans aren’t taught about everything, but she should’ve at least done some basic Google searches to learn some of the basics at minimum. I’m also glad Phil brought up the point that Black America didn’t go and colonize her and others’ homelands, steal their resources, or violate their people en masse, so why are Black Americans the bad guys worldwide when we didn’t collectively do these things?
It’s some food for thought.
Tag Archives: Propaganda
Undeserved Pedestals
Icons were forced to the masses
Spotlights, plaques, trophies, statues
All on full display
A finger from out of nowhere points to these sights
Without any audibles, the crowd mindlessly cheers
You know what they say about 50,000 or more fans, right?
The contrary was ignored
As heroes did insidious things off-camera
Caustic words, disrespect, subterfuge, even genocides
Yet they still get extolled
Pedestals become broken
When the unknowns and the slandered should’ve had them
Real heroes don’t call themselves heroes
The ones forced are always the ones who cause disappointment
Self Made…Stop Misrepresenting Annie Malone!
I’m sure some of you have heard about the new Netflix series Self Made about Madame CJ Walker. I haven’t seen this show, but when I heard that they did Annie Malone wrong, I just had to talk about it.
This is the second time when real life affects my “Dear Innovare…” album. First, we have the unfortunate passing of Cameroonian musician Manu Dibango who wrote “Soul Makossa” (AKA The song “Wanna Be Starting Something” ripped off) as mentioned in “Cameroonian Originality March” and now Self Made slanders Annie Malone?
This ticked me off so much since CJ Walker is NOTHING without Annie Malone and I hate how she never got the credit for being the first ADOS female millionaire and also the first one to make a beauty college. It seems like I’ve been proven right about so many different things over the past year or so like how I was exposed to The Lion’s Share documentary or Petite Noir’s La Maison Noir music video. This is why we need to tell our own stories. I was glad that the blogger talking about this Wongel Zelalem thought it was an amazing learning experience and wanted to get the history right. If you’re curious about her accent, it’s because she’s from Ethiopia, by the way. The truth needs to be shared out there.
Allured by Violence (Altar of Gore)
Explosions, dismembering, beheading
All flashy and sensationalized
Cannibalism is extolled with a titanic congregation
Because it’s committed by the arbitrary good guys to be the hunters
To attack whatever prey is declared to be evil
Blood flows like rivers
At the sound of epic applause
Body counts become mathematics
By those regardless of royal or common stock
The arousal of wars, battles, scuffles, and everything in between
Is a symphony played worldwide
Maybe it’s like what Mariemaia said with history being an endless waltz
Yet the beat of peace is skipped or diminished
As millions suffer while other millions are orgiastic as the others get eliminated
Self-defense by the persecuted is villainous in the eyes of many.
There is a permanent underclass already declared by those with melanin
These targets are snuffed with impunity
As the congregation moans for more gore
Deception is an indirect form of violence
While there are no guns, fists, or bombs
There is cerebral assault to the minds of those subjugated
A perpetual scapegoat and prescribed lies are concocted
To keep the bloated pantheon appeased
The deities in the industrial machinated complex
Become hallowed by boots and bullets
Keeping the masses craving for more
As bodies drop
They thank the pantheon unseen
As those corpses didn’t look like their own
While those who resemble them
Project their internalized self-hatred
To be like the select
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