Saturday, January 26, 2013

Miracles End Too


The End of Mandela Magic Is the Beginning of Reality

But again the magicians of Egypt used their magic, and they too, turned water into blood. So Pharaoh’s heart remained hard. He refused to listen to Moses and Aaron, just as the Lord had predicted. Pharaoh returned to his palace and put the whole thing out of his mind. Then all the Egyptians dug along the riverbanks to find drinking water, for they couldn’t drink the water from the Nile. Seven days passed from the time the Lord struck the Nile.” – Exodus 7 verse 22 -25 (A Plague of Blood)

Lately we have been inundated with stories of apocalyptic endings. Whether it is the end of the world as falsely prophesied by the doomsday mongers who misinterpreted and thus misrepresented the Mayans and their ancient calendar or it’s the fervour with which western psychologists, sociologists and other scholarly types have been propagating the myth called ‘the end of men’, by which they mean that as we become more modernist and cosmopolitan, the world is generally shifting from its traditional patriarchal tendencies into more balanced lifestyles which cater more for the rights and needs of women. Of course the gullible types and the rumour mill have gobbled all this up for better or for worse and while some have profited from the scare tactics, others have been left high and dry. Some are still wondering WTF?

The end of the world has not come on 21 December 2012; unless of course we are all now existing as ghosts or the living-dead. The ‘End of an Epoch’ New Age teachers have already spent their earnings pilfered from those who were given to panic by all the media master-minded hysteria. Even the anxiety has been spirited away as harsh reality of January’s bills, school – fees and well, life insists – Samsokolo!!!

Nothing indicates that 2013 promises to be significantly different from 2012 or 1999 for that matter. South Africa is still reeling under the pressure of so called service delivery protests, more mass action or strikes are planned and more political intrigue is still guaranteed to keep the fingers pointing in all kinds of predictable directions. The Democratic Left movement puts the blame squarely on the ANC government’s macro-economic strategies, which is nothing more than a remix of documents copied from the International Monetary Fund’s 11 Commandments. The so called Gowth, Employment and Redistribution Strategy is now team South Africa’s New Growth Path – talk about ‘brand new second hand’.

In Northern Ireland, Germany, Norway and other parts of the western world, the rise of the far right - racist movements is gradually gaining momentum, religious, ideological and tribal war-fare is still a fact in the Middle East, and far East – from Palestine, Syria, Jordan to Afghanistan and Pakistan to Myanmar. African countries cannot be left out of the ‘troubles’ melting pot and foreign meddling is a guaranteed feature as we can see in Mali, Libya and Algeria. All this is happening while celebrations such as AFCON/CAF are also taking place, since death, mayhem and disorder cannot deter people from enjoying their lives. Life in other words, must go on as usual. After all we only live once, right?

In the meanwhile, Barak Obama has been re-elected for a second term as the President of the rogue nation called the United States of America and Africans still display the naiveté to ask what he has done and indeed what the ‘black president’ can do for Africa; his father-land?

Cynics do not mince their words when they shout out - ‘Absolutely Nothing!!!’ Indeed nothing much more than imposition of American values, nothing more than fiery and patronising speeches and American swagger has been our reward for pouring all our hopes and energy behind a black president who is clearly a pawn in the global game of chess called White Supremacy.

The fact is no matter how willing and able Obama is to change the world, his hands are as tied as those of any black person in the world. As tied up as Lumumba when he was arrested and tormented to death by the people he thought were his allies and countrymen ( of course with the ever present assistance of Big Brother – the indefatigable Central Intelligent Agency of the USA). And so it is clear that the envisioned end of the cruel-crazy- beautiful world as we know it is far from imminent.

So now the question is, what do we do with all this indefinite Time, how do we bring about the ends we seek and how do we ensure that our means justify our ends? As the legendary jazz giant Louis ‘Pops’ Armstrong once crooned: “We have All the Time in the World…”, indeed we have all the time available, we can either spend it pointing out what is so terrible, detestable in the world or we could spend it creating little instances of Wonderfulness. 

That is the choice really. As the Hip Hop golden agers would say “we have to show and prove” that a better world is possible and it does not require martyrs, messiahs or elitist governments and global capital. It will depend on neither free markets nor farcical developmental strategies. 

But I can hear my Black radical comrades protesting and saying: ‘But this world is cruel and dehumanising to the black personality, in fact the black does not even have a personality or even humanity under the burden of whiteness – let’s just end this world, because as it stands we are no more than slaves…’ Indeed that may hold some truth and I will even add that many of the black heroes and heroines have sold us down the drain. For their place in the pages of immortality – for Nobel prizes and for freedom without justice, for peace without equal rights, they have traded their blackness for whiteness.

The Mandela’s, the Mbeki’s, the Obama’s, the Tiger Woods, the Patrice Motshepe’s, the Cyril Ramaphosa’s and the Oprah Winfrey’s and the rest have made it cute and alright to forgive without proper reparation. They have motivated the world to embrace the surface of compassion without rooting out the cause of our suffering; which is racism, white domination and persistent dependence on the capitalist consumerist culture of pro-American globalisation. They have given us plenty of fish while confiscating our fishing rods and selling our acres of land and poisoning our rivers.

This we are told, we must learn to forgive and see things from a global perspective. We must become self-made millionaires, entrepreneurs; rising from the quicksand of Alexander  and South Western Township unto the leafy suburbs of Rosebank, Sandton and from ticklish Khayelitsha to windswept Muizenberg and paradisiacal Clifton beach. We must do this because we are capable, individually of achieving everything we can dream of. If we dream and earnestly hope to marry the grand daughters of P.W. Botha or Adrian Vlok, or better yet, the sons of European liberals such as Helen Suzman and Andre Brink, then by all means we must. We are born free and freedom means, yes you can, since South Africa belongs to all who live in it, we are all human after all and this whole race thing has been biologically proven to be a fallacy, nothing more than a crudely constructed delusion.

Anyone who does not share this sweet and milk and honey dream is a bitter fool. He or she must let go of the anger that has congealed in their heart, they must become emancipated from the unfortunate ‘mistakes’ of pre-1994. They must begin to realise that apartheid is dead and with it, inequality, group areas act, landlessness and wretchedness of the Black Condition. But I digress, we were talking about Time and a way forward after Mandela finally dies. After all the global lamentations and the out-pouring’s of truly well-meant sadness, the spell might subside.

Many will say that a Lighthouse has crashed, pulled down by the inevitable winds of Time. Many will recite poems, finally learn all the words of the RSA national anthem and be united in our diversity. Many will renew their vows, attempt to learn IsiXhosa, embark on pilgrimages to Robben Island and Eastern Cape - reminiscing about the miracle of 1994, the story of the one man who spent 27 years in chains for crying freedom, he will be re-sainted, re-coined and eventually the doors of all the heavens of all religions will be opened just for him, since his political party has claimed more than once that they alone in Southern Africa possess the keys to freedom and even to Jesus Christ’s own heavenly abode.

After the gold dust has finally settled, the poor citizens of Azania will return to the streets to complain about having no toilets, roads, proper housing and jobs. Some of us will even attempt to burn down parliament in bold attempts to end the status quo, to light the torch of the long postponed Southern Afrikan revolution in earnest.  But is there time for Revolution to take place and what will take place after such revolutionary actions, will the people be able to think beyond their jobs and to see themselves as not just South Africans, totally unrelated to the people from across the border? Will we be able to take care of food production, clothe ourselves, manage and administrate better governance structures. Will the new revolutionary vanguard be able to protect human rights and correct the human wrongs in our diverse country? Will we end the proliferation of Genetically Modified Organisms in our food, protect the rhino’s from poachers and will we continue along the path of nuclear energy, fossil fuels and mining dependent economy? Do we have a proper plan for a communalist society as envisioned by Nkrumah, Nyerere? Will we enforce revolutionary discipline and Black Power pan-Africanism in the manner of Sankara and could the majority of South Afrikans be able to maintain a Consciousness that was envisaged by Sobukwe, Biko or Zim Ngqawana?

All these questions depend heavily on how we spend our Time. And if we are to be the masters of our destinies, “overcoming petty prejudices” as Emperor Haile Selassie I once taught; surely in due time we can see the Azania that has been denied existence for so long. We shall be able to be a country with a real name, perhaps it shall be a New name, a New people and a new and refreshed country, a real nation.

Time is our most precious treasure because it is LIMITED. We can produce more wealth, but we cannot produce more time. When we give someone our time, we actually give a portion of our life that we will never take back. Our time is our life.” – Nassim Nicholas Taleb, Antifragile

And so like the heard hearted Pharaoh, described in the Old Testament, no amount of resistance, magic or effort can stop an idea whose time has come. But it is a people who have directed the flow and quality of their nation’s transformation who decide when the tide must turn. But while the same people still prefer th fleeting safety of precarious jobs, houses and governments suicidal benevolence to true Freedom and self-sufficiency, the only change they are going to get is a few Mandela bank notes.

By Menzi Maseko

24 January 2013

Monday, December 3, 2012

Subtitles and Subtexts!


Empelandaba: Part 1

The End Of This World Is Just The Beginning Of Another

We are approaching the much vaunted and long overdue Dooms Day, prophesied by many astrologers, pseudo-scientists and New Age enthusiast paraphrasing the Mayan Calendar. The fact that this very calendar is composed of obscure and archaic symbolic hieroglyphs and interpreted by mostly English speaking modern conspiracy theorists did not deter the publishers of numerous “2012” books, documentaries and even big budget Hollywood blockbusters from profiting from this dubious “discovery”.

The reality is that for millennia and within many traditions and cultures, humankind has generated similar End of the World stories, in fact every contemporary book based religion has one. They all sound distinctive and are made to seem like the exclusive revelations of the various Gods, prophets or seers. But there appears to be many similarities and parallels running through all of these tales of human or earthly annihilation. From the ancient Egyptian/Kemetan Pyramid and papyrus scrolls and rituals of the Secret Orders to the Abrahamic religious traditions and the aforementioned South American Mayan civilization, the consensus is that what begins must surely end. But the difference is that while some say “No one knows the day or the hour of the Day of the Lord (Judgement Day)…”; the others declare that “It is written and encoded in the stars that when such and such occurs, the End Time is near…”. Yet even in the former tradition, we can hear of Jesus the Christ telling his devotees that certain events must take place on earth that will be mere signs that the End is at hand.

The problem with all this religious speculation is that it comes with a lot of collateral damage. So many people, believers and even those who are not even part of such conspiracies end up on the receiving end of the conspiracies, which increases levels of unwarranted fears and the more people exist in fear, the more susceptible they are to all kinds of manipulation and propaganda.

But there is another more positive side to the concept of the End of The World and that is the one posited by radical revolutionary movements such as the September National Imbizo; www.septembernationalimbizo.org - Even though this is a burgeoning young political movement largely made up of online contributors, supporters and followers, the few members who are spearheading it do meet regularly and many campaigns have been staged to varying degrees of success. In the bleak economic climate of the world and within the Black world in particular, SNI propagates an End of the World theory that is influenced by Black Consciousness and to a specific degree, Afro-Pessimism. What this means is that they view the existence of Black people within a predominantly White Supremacist society as an aberration to the natural order of the universe. A failed experiment. In other words, in order for the Black person and the Black woman in particular to realise full human status, the neo-liberal and global White Capitalist governed world must come to an end and there is no way around it, no reformist solutions or truth commissions can remedy this situation. This means that the world as we know it and as we have experienced in throughout the past cruel 3 or 4 centuries of Black subjugation, has to end in order for people of Afrikan descent to live decent lives. The Black radical revolutionary believes that it is impossible for people of colour to enjoy the benefits of an immoral Eurocentric society while the rest of the Black world languishes in abject poverty and acute types of inferiority complexes.

This is not a doomsday prophecy, it is not even a pessimistic of cynical view, but one based on careful analysis of the bleak and desperate Black condition…One has to simply think of the so called Democratic Republic of Congo, Somalia, Sudan, the so called New South Africa, Mali, Haiti, Jamaica and any other African state to see that things are really out of order. But what is order? Is it Western styled modernisation or laissez faire macro-economic policies as instituted by the International Monetary Fund, governed by the World Trade Organisation and enshrined in the policies of the United Nations? Surely, there is more to the world than this; this state of desperate human suffering would exist if all these institutions were truly created to right the wrongs, or could it be that they were enacted to sustain them?

As already mentioned, the idea that the world would or should come to an end is enshrined in many religious texts and while others offer promise of a New Earth, others promise Heavenly abodes for the chosen few, it all “depends” on certain preordained factors, you have to meet the standards of perfection espoused by the specific gods, priests or prophets. Everything is related though and one has to relate all this end of the world talk to something, perhaps in the human psyche or in our various cultural ideals. Since religions and organisations do not emerge out of a vacuum but usually as part of coping mechanisms, we have to investigate further why obsoletes are ‘encoded’ into our stories and ways of seeing. Let us leave that for another telling. For now let me share what one of my online friends sent today, interestingly, I wrote part of this article yesterday before receiving this email, so I guess the spirit of the End is really upon us; so read with an open mind:

The winter solstice, according to ancient spiritual cultures, is the time when the energies of the earth enable the greatest enhancement to the ability to enter the state of altered consciousness, thus enhancing man’s ability to communicate with her/his spirit and the Divine World Spirit. It is also the time when the Divine World Spirit dispenses the seeds that will govern the coming year. The 2012 Winter Solstice also marks the ending of the current era of 5126 years (Kali Yuga—age of darkness), and the beginning of a new era that will manifest greater spiritual awareness in the world—Age of Aquarius, Satya Yuga, etc. Only those people that are in harmony with divine law, and especially those that have made a special preparation for the occasion through initiations will receive the spiritual dispensation that will descend during the solstice. Yes, there will be a catastrophe; being left out of the direct reception of the dispensation.”

Please follow this link and listen!: End of What World?  – Ras Heru-Khuti*

 

Menzi Maseko ©

Friday, October 26, 2012

A Yin Yang Thang?


Towards Atonement: Revolutionary Struggles and Gender Impartiality

Part 1: A Realistic Spirituality

 WHAT IS SEXISM?
The Gospel According To
Dr. Phil Valentine
Sexism is heterosexuality and only lesbians and dykes complain about sexism.”

The overwhelming evidence seems to suggest that gender based hierarchies and gender subordination combined with structural racism are being reinforced by globalization. African women are among the most severely affected.” - (Steady, 2002)

 REVOLUTIONARY ISLAM
The Gospel According To
Dr. John H. Clarke
You can be a Moslem if you want to, but understand that the Afrikan created a revolutionary Islam. In Arab Islam, no woman ever rose to state power, even today. In Afrikan Islam the women hold state power.”

DIE FOR YOUR CHILDREN
The Gospel According To
Brother Amin
My willingness to die for my children makes me a parent. My willingness to die for 'your' children makes me a warrior.”

THE IMAGE OF GOD
The Gospel According To
Dr. Frances Cress Welsing
The most disastrous aspect of colonization, which you are the most reluctant to release from your mind, is their colonization of the image of God!”

We have to realize that the conventional image of God has to be destroyed so that the deeper reality of God can be experienced.” – (David Tacey, The Spirituality Revolution: The emergence of contemporary spirituality)

“Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes” – (Confucius)

An answer brings no illumination unless the question has matured to a point where it gives rise to this answer which thus becomes its fruit. Therefore learn how to put a question.” – (Ancient Kemetic{Egyptian} Sayings of Ptahhotep) 

Fear and bravery are not as mutually exclusive as some would have us believe. As I go into danger, I feel both at once. Is it brave to overcome ones fear, or just curiosity about human potential?” – Gilbertus Albunus, A Quantitative Analysis of Emotions


Sexing The Art

Lately I have been rather preoccupied with an artist by the name of Frank Ocean, a stage name that fits him so aptly. He is the talented R&B singer, pianist that has been blazing the Hip Hop and Rhythm and Blues charts with a highly polished yet refreshingly ‘Frank’ approach to song writing and a disturbingly off-kilter style of cinematography. One of the songs from his debut album Channel Orange is titled Pink Matter and it features the equally lyrically handsome and wit-some Andre 3000. The lyrics and even the mood of the song are as somber and as languid as a mindless, loveless fuck. Frank begins thusly: “…What is a woman/ she is just a container for the child…” These lyrics had me thinking quite deeply and I saw in them something more than the theme of the song which was more or less of a ‘love song’.

The reason I begin with this is due to the fact that Art has a deep-seated effect on the psychology of a people. Afrikan and Black art-forms in particular have made a huge impression on the way we as Blacks are perceived and this has had both negative and positive effects. From the earliest 20th century, Rag-time to the Blues to what has been called the Jazz era, sex and sexuality has always had a central role. Certain dogmatic and moralizing people have even called Jazz the ‘devils music’; mindful of its origins in the honky-tonk clubs, whore-houses and the sexual overtones of its lyrics and sound. They were also decrying the fact that some of the most famous musicians in Jazz and the Blues tended to hold nothing truly sacred. In the Deep Amerikkkan South, Blues singers would interpret some of the moans, Afrikan inspired groanings and Negro Spirituals into sex drenched popular hits. This sexing of the spirit was seen as a social corruption and immoral by the Bible bashing Blacks of Amerika.

Yet there was no stopping the indefatigable sound of Jazz (a word derived from jizm/sperm and has connections to the word orgasm and also the intricate language of the ghetto trickster). As one of the prominent Cultural and Jazz critics Stanley Clarke has written: “Hierarchy has always given Americans trouble. We believe that records are made to be broken, or to be broken free of, which is why, along with that pesky skin color, the Negroid elements central to jazz were rebelled against as soon as possible.” The story of Jazz has also been intrigued with not just sex, but also intense racial tensions.
Although Jazz is still very much alive, today this dual purpose of musical art has evolved and finds itself expressed in the form called Hip Hop and Neo-Soul. Frank Ocean falls somewhere into this category; As the latest sex symbol, the 24 year old epitomizes the Amerikkkan dream of Sex, Love and Money, the sacred trinity that drives, sells and sustains Pop culture to a generation that is increasingly amnesiac. 

The mixture of being black and endowed with good looks, prodigious talent and plying a trade within a white supremacist and male dominated system is a precarious condition. Added to all of this are the suspicions, gleaned from some of his lyrics – that the young Frank Ocean is actually openly bisexual. This somehow throws a spanner in the works. The Hip Hop world has been stigmatized for its over-emphasis on stereotypes of maleness, sexist depictions of mostly Black women with an increasing trend towards the lighter skinned varieties. Many documentarians have explored the implications of that mythic allure and ‘glow’ of white women, their flowing hair, their golden and even pale-pink or tanned skin juxtaposed against the phallic sexually imposing Black male. But few have ever dealt with the connotations of homosexuality and bisexuality in this white owned and black artists dominated industry. 

The sexuality of a Pop star might not seem connected to an analysis of patriarchy and sexism in the work of revolutionaries, but as I have said before, music is a spiritual connecter. The lyrics mentioned above may or may not expose the bisexual artist’s thoughts about the purpose of women, since it may just be a simple articulation of wordplay. But then again, these are the words which end up being repeated as mantras and affirmations by the boys and girls through out the whole world. While neo-liberalism and the over-determinism of free market capitalism may infect all aspects of life, including romantic and sexual love, which makes up 90 percent of the songs in the mainstream culture, the tendency is towards the superficial aspects of sexuality. People have tended to worship the stars rather than to care deeply about what they actually represent or what they are really promoting. 

A case in point is some people’s fascination with whether certain artists are members of the occult Illuminati/Free Masonic sects, or have sold their souls to the devil. These speculations have always been around in Popular music, but none of these speculations truly address the gender imbalances in the white media controlled and black dominated industry. The ones who propagate a more conscious and even a militantly antagonistic approach to art are usually silenced through the various avenues of career suicide, which are almost always linked to Sex, Drugs and Money. 

Basically the words of the most popular artists become effectively the belief system of the youth or the listeners. A lot of people do not analyze the ironies of artists such as R. Kelly, Beyonce and many others who sell sexual promiscuity and expressiveness with a Christian Gospel stylized under and overtone.
To many it’s nothing but music, yet music is a language, a universal franchise that has a powerful influence in the psychology of impressionable minds. If a woman is depicted as merely a romantic or sexual subject, there will be no end to the objectification of gender-roles; there will be no end to the biases that continue in our societies.   
I think it was Thomas Sankara who said “There is no such thing as neutral writing.” 

To some, the highly creative hedonism inherent in some of these lyrics verges on pure misogyny, but yet again what would music sound like without the poetic justice of word-play?

“dim the lights & fall into you
my god giving me pleasure
pleasure pleasure pleasure
pleasure over matter
(andré 3000)
since you been gone
i been having withdrawals
you were such a habit to call
i aint myself at all had to tell myself naw
she’s better with some fella with a regular job
i didn’t wanna get her involved
by dinner mr. benjamin was sittin in awe
hopped into my car drove far
far’s too close & i remember
my memories no sharp
butter knife what a life anyway
i’m building y’all a clock stop
what am i hemingway
she had the kind of body
that would probably intimidate
any of ‘em that were un-southern
not me cousin
if models are made for modeling
thick girls are made for cuddlin’
switch worlds & we can huddle then
who needs another friend/ i need to hold your hand
you’d need no other man/ we’d flee to other lands/grey matter
blue used to be my favorite color
now i aint got no choice/ blue matter
you’re good at being bad
you’re bad at being good
for heaven’s sakes go to hell
knock knock knock knock on wood
well frankly when that ocean so muphuckin good
make her swab the muphuckin wood
make her walk the muphuckin plank
make her rob a muphuckin bank
with no mask on & a rusty revolver”

-          Frank Ocean – Pink Matter

What this song does, is intelligently and wittily play upon the stereotypes that characterize the relationships between boys and girls, women and men. Note how the rapper Andre 3000 mentions that “blue use to be my favorite colour/now I aint got no choice/blue matter…”; 
He is virtually dealing with the nurturing of boys and girls via the colour schemes  of blue/pink et cetera. We often have no choice concerning the things we say we prefer or like once we become adults, but everything to do with a dominant world-view, in this case, that is the Eurocentric colour-scheming. 

We have been conditioned a certain way and that has nothing to do with our biological or physical make-up. Some of these stereotypes have been instilled via fairytales, traditional songs and of course the popular songs and myths that have been entrenched by media and religious dogma. A lot of what we think is naturally inherited and a result of biological development has been nothing more than the prejudiced ideas of religious indoctrination. 

Some men have said that the reason why there’s such an increase in cases of rape, indeed South Afrika is now shamefully dubbed the rape capital of the world where 4 out of 10 women has been sexually violated and even grievously assaulted by a partner, a close relative or a stranger – is because women are wearing pants and ‘flashing their thighs’ in mini-skirts. This is ridiculous on many levels. Firstly, we are blaming pieces of clothing on the moral degeneration of an entire generation. These men also conveniently forget that in traditional Afrikan societies of the not so distant past, young girls and women would wear very short apparel and even go bare breasted without fear of being violated.
This is where the contradictions of imperialism, neo-colonialism and a world determined by western initiated value systems loom large. The Black man and woman are caught up in crossfire as dehumanized participants in their own destruction. This is also where the concept of Ubuntu needs to be correctly applied. Yet certain white opportunists and New Age charlatans have abused this essentially Afrikan principle to a point whereby most Black Consciousness adherents tend to totally reject it. It has lost all of its revolutionary appeal as most calls for Ubuntu emanate from a moneyed and comprador class of Blacks who are comfortable and safe behind religious and financially sound walls. 
Ubuntu thus appears to have lost its unifying and edifying appeal. It has been reduced to charity when it is much more than that. When it should be applied in many social and personal actions including the intra-communication between men and women, it has been devalued through commodification.

Contrary to this, here is what one of the preachers of Ubuntu/Hunhu has to say in his book The Sacred Gospel of Hunhu/Ubuntu: An African Philosophy of Oneness: 

Due to ignorance concerning what ‘is’, munhu/umuntu is trapped in the endless cycle of joy-sorrow, joy-sorrow, a tormenting spell. A man of ignorance sulks behind his own shadow, suffering from fervent spates of insecurity. The lover of the Law (the law of Maat) walks hand in hand with the king of peace being an heir to the throne of eternal bliss.” – Simbarashe Simbarashe.

Elsewhere on the subject of the Seven Vices, Simbarashe asserts:

Hate arises from fear. Hate feeds on fear. One can hate a song, an animal, a person, or even oneself. Self hate is the peak of self deception, the summit of ignorance… Hate is like drought, it causes much suffering, barrenness and death. The terrible heat of hate dries up the spring of love flowing from the gentle heart. Hate turns beauty into ugliness.”-  (page 131- The Sacred Gospel of Ubuntu/Hunhu)

What I mean to illustrate here is that although the propagators of the message of Ubuntu have continued since time immemorial to sing the elixir like praises of It; there appears to be no end to Afrikan societies degeneration. This has dire implications on the relationships between males and females.  In the Zulu language there is no word for He or She, there is a natural acknowledgement of the different genders yet there is no clear antagonism between the two. Today we are living in a much more complex society, wherein there are more than two biologically distinctive sexes. 

The purported democratic society has elevated the human rights of all individuals into the mainstream and many cosmopolitan lifestyles have trickled down into all spheres of society. Even though the ravages of colonialism and industrialized society left no stone unturned in the lives of the oppressed, families were divided, nature based customs and age old traditions were uprooted – its harshest effects are felt and stomached by the oppressed Black woman. Hence Thomas Sankara has said;
Woman’s fate is bound up with that of the exploited male. This is a fact. However, this solidarity, arising from the exploitation that both men and women suffer and that binds them together historically, must not cause us to lose sight of the specific reality of the woman’s situation. The conditions of her life are determined by more than economic factors, and they show that she is a victim of a specific oppression. The specific character of this oppression cannot be explained away by setting up an equal sign or by falling into easy and childish simplifications.
 It is true that both she and the male worker are condemned to silence by their exploitation. But under the current economic system, the workers wife is also condemned to silence by her worker husband.” – (Thomas Sankara Speaks*)

This debilitating silence that Sankara speaks about is further exacerbated by a rigid adherence to obsolete traditional ways of life, many aspects of which have no suitable place in modern society. But one still finds women, especially the subservient and religious types who fervently defend these oppressive mores by citing that they are morally sound and based on the preservation of the family. Indeed many women would go through hell just to preserve the ‘honour’ and image of their families and partners.  This is what makes all work on patriarchy and gender impartiality more complex, especially in conservative and so called traditional societies. 

 Then again, Steve Biko offers a theoretically simple yet practically difficult solution:
As people existing in a continuous struggle for truth, we have to examine and question old concepts, values and systems. Having found the right answers we shall then work for consciousness among all people to make it possible for us to proceed toward putting these answers into effect. In this process, we have to evolve our own schemes, forms and strategies to suit the need and situation, always keeping in mind our fundamental beliefs and values.” – (I Write What I Like -*)

Surely the fundamental beliefs and values that Biko is talking about cannot be the same ones that have built and sustained the capitalist world of free market competitiveness and aggressive public relations. It is clear that Biko is dealing with the hard work of invigorating the dehumanized subject of western oppression, the Black person, whose very culture, lifestyle and psychology has been curtailed by an overwhelmingly white male dominated system. This fundamental belief and value must surely be contained within the seemingly ineffectual injunctions of Ubuntu, a principle which although encompassing all of humanity has been distinctly attributed to AbaNtu, the Black peoples of Afrika. 

In our songs and other cultural expressions, the subjects and politics of sex and sexuality are not shunned; contrarily, they are given their proper place and contextual times and spaces. There is effectively a song for every occasion. Some of the traditional hymns reflect the fact that much of Afrika has been a matrilineal society. Please note that I say matrilineal and not just matriarchal since there is no evidence to indicate that Afrikan societies were based on a patriarchal or distinctively matriarchal system. The insistence by western scholars and feminists included that Afrikan men are inherently abusive towards their women is based on a racist and biased worldview that has no foundation in fact. Prior to colonialism Afrikan societies tended to be in harmony with environmental conditions and the roles of each member of the community were based on merit and levels of initiation and giftedness. 

There are even places where certain women were married to more than one man and this was not seen as Taboo as long as the woman’s position and status was recognized. Hierarchy played no role in such arrangements. Everything is treated with appropriate respect and no value is given to mere sensationalism or expressed just for the sheer sake of profit of egotism. Matters of social justice are not reduced to dualistic analysis of westernized gender standards since the ethical imperative of Ubuntu is to sustain humanity and its natural relationships without bias.
Most of what is called patriarchy within Black society is nothing but a pathological reaction to the harsh conditions that the males and females find themselves in. We have tended to simply perpetuate the stereotypes lumped upon us. The oppressed become the oppressor at home and within their marginalized societies.

Imagined Gender Roles (Welcome to The Future)
The role of the arts n revolutionary work is quite a substantial one, there is no denying the impact of the  work of the likes of Peter Tosh, Lucky Dube, Bob Marley, Fela/Femi/Seun Kuti, Miriam Makeba, Erykah Badu, Miriam Makeba, Brenda Fassie, Busi Mhlongo and many more others in psychological and cultural lives of society. But while there may be a few positive role models who propagate revolutionary visions and messages, there are many more who promote the vainglorious images misogyny and debauchery and that is simply because mass media is selling sex and delusions. This is not only true of music, but in various art-forms, the psycho-somatic engineering of society is a daily task that generates huge amounts of money. The pornography industry is one such avenue where both woman and men, and even girls and boys are exploited and sometimes willingly exploit their own bodies for profit. Like the sector of prostitution, the porn industry is a highly legislated and hotly contested battlefield of ideas, where morality and human rights are often eschewed for rational and even irrational decisions that have wide-ranging effects on global society.
The sex industry has become one of the most profitable, technical and contentious fields of scholarship, authorship and technological advancement.

 The roles that girls and women play in this field are widely divergent. While we have the most exploited, forced and enslaved victims on the one end, there are women who have a powerful influence behind the camera’s, behind the sex shops, publications and all other forms of ‘sex-work’. Some of these women who are now powerful Queens of the blue/red-light districts and pleasure-industry started at the ‘bottom’, as prostitutes, secretaries, porn artists until they ended up with ‘creative’ and business control. Where does the intellectual and revolutionary vanguard place such women? It would be simplistic to even assume that they are limited to a minority.  It is another case of the victim evolving or devolving to become a victimizer. (add research here).

One of the most visually stunning and mind-bending films to ever appear on the contemporary scene was the Matrix Trilogy. I have read somewhere that this film is actually based on a science fiction novel written by a Black woman. Here’s some ‘proof’ of that:

Sophia Stewart, black author wins The Matrix Copyright Infringement Case:
-          A six year dispute has ended involving Sophia Stewart, the Wachowski Brothers, Joel Silver and Warner Brothers. Stewart’s allegations, involving copyright infringement and racketeering, were received and acknowledged by the Central District of California, Judge Margaret Morrow presiding./ Stewart, a New Yorker who has resided in Salt Lake City for the past 5 years, will recover damages from the films. The Matrix I, II, III, as well as The Terminator and its sequels. She will soon receive one of the biggest payoffs in the history of Hollywood, as the gross receipts of both films and their sequels total over 2.5 billion dollars.
-          Stewart filed her case in 1999, after viewing the Matrix, which she felt had been based on her manuscript, “The Third Eye”, copyrighted in 1981. In the mid-eighties Stewart had submitted her manuscript to an ad placed by the Wachowski Brothers, requesting new sci-fi works.

-          Stewart has confronted skepticism on all sides,, much of which comes from Matrix fans, who are strangely loyal to the Wachowski Brothers. One online forum, entitled Matrix Explained has an entire section devoted to Stewart. Some who have researched her history and writings are open to her story.
-          Fans who have taken Stewart’s allegations seriously, have found eerie mythological parallels, which seem significant in a case that revolves around the highly metaphorical and symbolical matrix series. Sophia, the ‘Greek’ goddess of wisdom has been referenced many times in speculation about Stewart. In one book about the Goddess Sophia, it reads,: ‘the black goddess is the mistress of web creation spun in her divine matrix.’”
-          Although there have been outside implications as to racial injustice (Stewart is African American), she does not feel that this is the case. “This is all about the Benjamins,’ said Stewart. “it’s not about money with me, it’s all about justice.”
-          Stewart’s future plans involve a record label, entitled Popsilk Records, and a motion picture production company, All Eyez On Me, in reference to God.
I wrote the The Third Eye to wake people up, to remind them why God put them here. There’s more to life than money,’ said Stewart. ‘My whole – to the world is about God and good and about choice, about spirituality over technocracy.’” –          ( Cassiopaean Sandbox > Movies & Trivia: Picks & Pans/www.truth aboutmatrix.com/ www.snopes.com/politics/business/matrix.asp)

There is no need to further explain the above, racism is just as essential to the perpetuation of sexism as any other social ill. The cultural rejection of Black women is rampant in Pop culture. As much as many Black women have virtually built some of the most spectacular monuments of popular culture, their contributions have been denied by the white-male dominated world. And in one of the many books that I have been blessed with I gleaned this about the Matrix Trilogy and I had intended to insert it in an essay I titled; 

Gendered politics in the knowledge economy/ Information Technology Revolutions and Sexism:
In striking contrast to the virtual world of the Matrix is the underground city of Zion. It depicts an advanced society, not only in terms of technology, but also with respect to social justice. Racial and sexual equality seem to be pervasive in Zion, with both men and women and people of all races and shades in positions of power. This can be seen in the composition of the governing council and in the crews of the hover craft fleet. 
We see it as Charra and Zee fight the machines in the frontlines – And the insignificance of race and sex clearly goes beyond social positions. We find no signs whatsoever of racial tensions in Zion, an the competence of women is never questioned. Zion depicts the Wachowski’s (lmbao!) vision of a society of the future, and of the social changes that might occur over the next century or two.
 If Zion is a social ideal, then interesting philosophical questions arise: Does Zion really represent the ideal that we should strive for? And if not, how does it fall short? And what relevance, if any, would race and sex have in the ideal society.” – ( page 87, Virtual Bodies: The Construction of Race and Gender In The Matrix: The Matrix and Zion: Contrasting Visions of Race and Gender – by Matt Lawrence.

In order to reach a level of atonement and become the revolutionaries that we hope to be, we have to begin by recognizing the Matrix-like deceptions inherent in our daily lives. This is the only way that racial and gender justice can be enjoyed. A group of angry men and angrier women is not going to take us to a Zion* or zeitgeist moment. We have to be willing to work out the social ills via a broadminded and optimistic view of the world around us.
If we do not believe in each others abilities as people, we have no hope of being in harmony with our environment, animals and nature will continue to suffer from our ignorance of the interconnections between us. 

I wear an Ankh around my neck most of the time, it is an Ancient Kushite and Egyptian/Kemetic symbol of union of opposites, much like the Asian Yin and Yang, it depicts an image of man and woman in a unified position. It has nothing to do with private expressions of sexuality and public conduct, but everything to do with the Indivisibility of Life, the Oneness, the togetherness that is conducive to our enjoyment and progress. 
That is something that money can’t buy and Pop culture cannot denigrate. 

Within the pan-Afrikanist vision of Black Consciousness inspired revolution, the Zion of the Matrix triology may be just one example of the ideal world, but BC is not based on seeking any kind of utopia, but it is pre-occupied with transforming the mentality of the oppressed victim of white supremacy. In this broad based and multifaceted vision of restoring Black dignity, there is no question about whether the victim is a man or a woman, what matters is that the socio-economic and dominant cultural conditions that affect both are radically transformed. If we work at ending the root of the problem, which is Neo-liberal male centered white supremacist racism in all its nefarious forms, we are assured that the relationship between boys and girls, men and women will improve drastically. We shall no longer view girls as naturally pink matter and boys as essentially blue matter, in reality, such matters won’t matter.

Hutuapo!

Menzi Maseko ©

Saturday, September 29, 2012

In The Beginning Was The Word?


The Inside Story of Information: Part 1
 Wisdom
By Menzi Maseko ©

Much of the bafflement about life is due to confusion in the meaning of terms like order, organisation, entropy, chance, randomness, information and complexity. These words are frequently employed in a slipshod or ambiguous way, without any proper definition. In particular, order and organisation are often conflated.” 
– (Page 98, Paul Davies,The Fifth Miracle: The Search for the origin of life)

Why is there God? “ The answer popped into his head the way some lines of poetry occurred to him. “Information, not decisions.”
“Cannot God make decisions?”
“God is the source of information, not of decisions. Decisions are human. If God makes decisions, they are human decisions.” 
– (Page 107, The Jesus Incident, Frank Herbert and Bill Ransom)

Ever-since I was a youth I had just one special prayer, one specific request to God, the God of my parent(s). I continuously asked Him to favour me with Wisdom. Having read countless times about the stories of the judges, kings and the prophets of Israel, I was quite clear that I needed a type of Wisdom which surpassed that of the likes of Solomon. I have since lost count of how many times I placed all my faith in the Unseen Jehovah and at the cross of His Son Jesus, absolutely convinced that my heartfelt cries would be answered sooner than later.
And so I went on about my life, attending school, church and cautiously doing what other ‘born again’ young people did, but my hobbies included writing Poetry and songs. But I kept on waiting, and waiting and waiting for my miracle to arrive. Having heard somewhere that God helps those who help themselves; I also began to help myself to all kinds of knowledge which of course also included the carnal type. 
In my mid-teens I also began reading intensely anything that even slightly resembled my elusive first Love, the highly praiseworthy Wisdom. Everything that I could find interesting, from mostly African and African-American novels, historical and futurist books; I read about the creation stories from other traditions besides the biblical ones that I found available at home. Later on I found myself inclined towards the various branches of Pan-Africanism.
I happened upon the Poetry, essays and plays of NgugiWaThiongo such as Decolonising The Mind, Pen-points and Gun-points, I Will Marry When I Want, and my personal favourite, The Black Hermit. I read the polemics of Leopold Senghor, Mongo Beti, Franz Fanon, AimeCesaire, Langston Hughes, Assata Shakur, NtozakheShange, Bessie Head, Mongane Wally Serote, Amos Toutoula, Amos Oz, Naguib Mahfouz, B. Kojo Laing, Octavia Butler, James Baldwin, Lewis Nkosi, Njabulo Ndebele, Toni Morrison and countless others.  I learned about the roots, purpose and urgency of Ethiopianism, Negritude, Black Aesthetics, Black Power movements and ultimately came to appreciate and also overstand the lifework of Stephen Bantu Biko.
But was this it? Had I finally arrived at the sacred Oasis, the fountainhead of useful knowledge? Had I finally ‘learned’ to know wisdom by getting myself acquainted with such luminous rhetoricians, storytellers, leaders and beacons of hope? Something within me said, Yes, but not quite!

Perhaps it was my Christian upbringing – my Mother’s fault - that kept on bringing me back to the Bible, the Quran, The Book of Enoch and the KebraNagast. Wisdom seemed to be slipping through my 12 fingers and I had desperately needed Her help, It was in the latter wherein I found these rather unsettling words:
“Wisdom found no dwelling place on earth among the sons of men, so she retreated back to heaven.”
I did not know how to react to this, was I supposed to be happy that no one alive could possess the pure elixir of Wisdom or was I to assume that we are all doomed – forever to do without a proper dose of the Guiding Light? It all appeared like we all better look up to the sky for Wisdom. 

It seems like all kinds of education, listening, research or even experience could not help one to be wise enough and to live in such a way as to give accurate direction to the wayward Self and bestow upon the next generation. I had begun to believe that Faith is all I needed, thinking that all one needs is enough skills and information to conduct a (Spiritually and Materially) well-balanced life.
But then again, if the Ancients say that wisdom could not be found among men, perhaps I still had hope finding It among Women. So then, when I began meditating about the intrinsic value and the meaning of the girls, women (lovers, strangers, soul-mates), aunts, and grannies that have been and continue to be in my life, I began to realize that Wisdom never really left for good, she flew away because of the foolishness that many men have been doing on earth. The deeper I meditate, the more I listened to the less reasonable part of my self, the better informed I become. And so I have made a quality decision, I am going to honour the Woman in me, the Auset/Isis/Het-Heru/Sekhmet, the Ma, the Yin, the Omega, The Lioness, the Gogo and the Beloved in my life with all my strength and all the energy invested in me.

NB. “The heart never speaks, but you must listen to it to know.”– The Oracle (The Black Woman in the Matrix Trilogy)
Menzi Maseko ©










The Story of Information: Part 2
Inevitability
By Menzi Maseko ©

The total failure of Marxism … and the dramatic break-up of the soviet Union are only the precursors to the collapse of Western liberation, the main current of modernity. Far from being the alternative to Marxism and the reigning ideology at the end of history, liberalism will be the next domino to fall.”
 – Takeshi Umehara (Japanese political analyst)

These deep and abiding differences between the capitalism of Japan and that of England and America mark a fundamental truth. Both the supporters and the critics of capitalism have fastened on individualism as one of its central features. But the connections between capitalism and individualism are neither necessary nor universal: they are historical accidents. The early theorists of capitalism – Adam Smith, Adam Ferguson, Karl Marx, Max Weber and John Stuart Mill – mistook them for universal laws because the evidence on which they based their theories was for the most part limited to a few western countries.”
–(Page 170, False Dawn: The Delusions of Global Capitalism by John Gray)

It is safe to say that a lot of what is called Western civilisation, modernisation and indeed most of what they call enlightened philosophy and reason is largely based on misinformation. To say that it is centred on a false premise would be putting it mildly. There is hardly anything mild or negligible though, when it comes to counting the costs of this misinformation on the rest of humanity. The negative consequence of basing a whole civilization on lies, deliberate half-truths, omissions and conscientious propagation of distorted information is diabolical mayhem. Such is the world we find ourselves having to endure today under the tyrannical tutelage of neo-liberal democracy. Not only are we trained to live a lie, we are also encouraged to build a future upon its dubious foundation.
When John Gray’s book (quoted here) was first published it was seen as a pessimistic and even nihilistic work by many reviewers, who clearly revealed themselves as the architects and gatekeepers of neo-liberal capitalism. Yet its message was well thought-out, researched and executed. But this was a typically arrogant reaction to the truth by the defenders of the lie.


One of the reviewers, an aptly named Prospect has this to say on the sleeve of the book; using meticulously selected phrasing:
A sustained attempt to explore the possibility of reconciling justice and social cohesion, while dispensing with the idea that reason alone can solve the problems of political life…Gray’s new book on international capitalism portrays the age of free-trade and globalisation as a False Dawn.”

I would assume that Prospect is some kind of media or academic publishing institution and that their balancing act of a statement, strove to not injure the sensitive conscience of their liberal readers and patrons. After all, you can’t bite the hand that feed you.
Now when honest readers and publishers read such books that tell of the delusions and deleterious nature United States and United Kingdom styled capitalism, they should only be glad, happy that someone dares to call a spade a spade instead of a pitchfork. Not only is it refreshing to see a clear and unbiased refutation of the myth of liberalism - western democratic capitalism; it is a sign that the unequal and unsustainable world as we know it can and will surely end. It is inevitable.

From False Dawn to True Light

At the inter-Continental Encounter for Humanity &  Against Neo-Liberalism on 1996 in Chiapas; Subcommandante Marco’s of the Zapatista moved said:
“What the Right offers is to turn the world into one big mall where they can buy Indians here, women there…” he fell short of also mentioning Blacks everywhere.
It is well known that black majority is at the bottom of the proverbial totem pole when it comes to global wealth standards. This is true despite the charismatic boasts of the musical superstars such as Jay-Z, Kanye West and the rest. The black condition globally is that of well documented and much publicised wretchedness, even though there are many cases where this is grossly exaggerated and used as a scapegoat to serve white interests and to appease white guilt, it remains a truism.
But this is also a condition that thrives largely on the incorrect and deliberate misuse of information. All the negative images of Africa and indeed all the darker peoples of the world…