WASHINGTON: I am of Native American and Black American roots. I am an American. As a child, I grew up in a predominantly white community in Fairfax County in Northern Virginia. Quite frankly it was sometimes the best place in the world to be. It could also be the worst.
Some of the things I experienced in school and otherwise engendered a strong distaste for many things concerning the United States and its history.
The stories of Captain John Smith and Thanksgiving always angered me.
When you experience a lot of racism and you are Black in America, it gives you a justifiable reason to sometimes feel ambivalent towards the society. However, in hindsight, as a mature adult, I have developed a renewed appreciation for being an American and living in America. Not with blinders on, but with an honest and critical eye that loves truth and reality.
One thing I hope to see happen among my fellow Black Americans is for them to stop lying to themselves that there is some village in Africa waiting for them. Some dystopian Wakanda where they can settle among their tribe.
My racist music teacher at Hybla Valley Elementary School used to bombard us with patriotic music. I used to loathe hearing her sing the song “This Is My Country”. Having traveled all over the world and done a lot of research and study and introspection, today, I love the song.
Because it is true. It is not an illegal alien, or Wakanda pie-in-sky-by-and-by Pan-Africanist can trick me into cheating myself out of my birthright as a citizen of the United States of America.
There is a very dangerous group of Black folks in America
They are Neverland Pan-Africanists, the worst race pimps ever. These people do everything in their power to convince other Blacks to deny having anything to do with America. They ignorantly assert that there is nothing in the United States that is of value. Nor do we have anything truly connecting us to the land in which we live. They have farcical and ridiculous ideas about Africa. However many have never set foot in Africa. If they have traveled to the mother of mankind, Alkebulan, they prefer the most westernized and affluent parts.
It is true that Africa has lots of space and beauty and wonderful people.
However, these pathetic Pan-Africanists usually don’t have shoeshine stand of their own or a genuine program for helping Black people. These fakers want folks who cannot afford to rent a new apartment across town to consider relocating to Africa. An extraordinarily expensive thing to do. And where you will still need food, housing, and a job.
These same folks usually only go to Africa for brief visits. If they are helping others to make the journey, they are sieving money off others who can ill-afford to travel to the Mother Country. Although it is very rewarding to those able to take these trips.
Seek to make life better for African-Americans in the land of their birth
People who preach Africa night and day eschew doing anything to make life better for people that have roots, good or bad, in America. There is also that Pan-African race pimps fail to explain why so many people from Africa will do anything to make it to America. Once in American, having no desire to return to their land of birth.
America is a great nation and those that have never traveled abroad lack a critical perspective to understand how blessed they are. Before people start slamming America, they need to travel abroad. Not to tourism-rich cities, but to where people really live in Africa, Central America, Mexico.
One of Black America’s dangers
One of the great dangers of Black Americans who discount their nation as a great place is that it makes them myopic. There is hopelessness. There is a loss of faith in what people can do to lift themselves up. This is the cognitive dissonance divide between Blacks of today and the nineteen other generations that came before us.
If one travels to any Black community they will encounter immigrants from Asia, Central America, South America, the Caribbean and Mexico making money, creating opportunities for their children. They are finding success in spite of the poverty in these areas.
One of the greatest differences between the more recent arrivals to America and the Black Americans who came to her shores on slave ships is that they work together and function as a people. They work on an agenda to make America work for them.
Pessimism versus optimism in Black America
Many of the best educated Black Americans, despite their achievements, share the same down and out fatalistic pessimism about America. It is as if there is a culture of ingratitude and whining. It should be where people pull together as a team to tackle problems like racism or lack of economic opportunity.
The great Rev. C.L. Franklin, the father of the Queen of Soul Aretha Franklin, was known for saying, “your attitude determines your altitude”.
How can Black people advance in America if our attitude is wrong towards one another? Towards our own nation? Why are police so easy to remember the names of young blacks. Hower those young blacks killed by fellow blacks is an obscure footnote?
How can we blame all Americans and America when we refuse to do business with one another. When we refuse to invest dollars into our own development? When does the finger that has rightly pointed out the failings of White America get to point back at us for our refusal to organize and make things better for ourselves and the generations not yet born?
Dying to get into America
Daily one hears stories for people risking their lives to get inside the United States. Why this never makes some Blacks ask themselves are their lives as bad as people in Yemen, Somalia, Honduras, Sierra Leone, Ukraine, or some other impoverished nation?
Does America have racial problems, social injustice, poverty, and lots of other horrible issues?
We know that the answer is yes, but it is also true for practically everywhere else. One has to blame the pathetic, sellout, venal and licentious ecclesiastical and elected politicians. Those politicians who feign being Black leaders for the last 50 years. The elites telling us dependency is freedom and escapism is a plan for the future. These folks are in part responsible for doing nothing to change the destiny of Black people for the better.
In reality, Black people hoping to change their lot with the present crop of pimp preachers and mammonized elected officials are as probable as eating cotton candy on the moon. The time is now for a new generation of leaders to emerge and have a putsch. To turn over the government, not with violence but action. To get rid of the people who have driven our dreams down a dead end street of abortion, feminism, dependency, hedonism, LGBTQ, illiteracy, irrational advocacy for illegal aliens, and anti-American pessimism that has underdeveloped and crippled the dreams of millions.
Booker T. Washington’s admonition to Blacks in the Deep South is to cast down their buckets needs to be expanded to African Americans today. We need to have some pride in what is good in ourselves and in what is great about America in as much as we have disproportionately made contributions to this greatness even when in chains. No other group of Americans can boast this.
Everybody comes from somewhere and those who legally live in America are Americans.
Nobody can just jump on a plane and travel to Africa without a passport designating their nationality. Ignore anyone preaching the fetid lies that America is not the rightful home of Black Americans. That we do not have a stake or a meaningful legacy in America. They are a primal enemy of the people and should be reviled.
The Pan-Africanist liars that deny that America is our home are spewing a sepia copy of racist ideas enshrined by Ku Klux Klan, Eugenics bigots, and Lincoln Rockwell’s Nazi Party. Our forefathers that fought on the battlefields at home and in foreign wars, and by their unrequited toil in the mines and fields and factories carved out a place for us in America. And it is high time that we stop psyching ourselves out of our blessing.
There are millions of huddled unwashed masses that will happily replace us and walk over us to achieve their American dream. And many of these people are Black but not Americans. Yet.
The time is now for us to slough off the mental chains of prodigality regarding where we belong.
America is my country and it is our country. We must link arms and organize our communities and our people. Only then can we benefit from all the sacrifices made by our ancestors both bound and free.
When we come to love our country enough to defend her when attacked. Or to correct her when she is wrong we will have begun our walk in the bright sunshine of dignity. And finally, gain the self-respect and prosperity that have hitherto eluded us.
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