I used to think an Africans disdain for African-Americans were solely based on our socio-economic condition in a place of dreams—until I went to college. It was freshman year and a few of us African Americans walked into the African Student Alliance meeting and were met with a stare. It was a stare of what made you come here? That moment redefined things for me, because we were all at this competitive university where each black person had to be on top of their high school class to even be considered.
However, the Black Student Alliance meeting welcomed all with open arms. Things may have changed since then but no one could change that experience for me. It just seemed as though we’d never be good enough to take pride in the blood that flows in our own flesh. We’d never be good enough to call upon our ancestors. We’d always be looked down upon and feel abandoned over and over again.
We settled in a land that was not our own and not by choice. We were stripped of our heritage and the traditions that made us strong. They divided and conquered and hundreds of years later, they are still successful with that agenda.
Who are you? They ask to the African Americans.
I don’t really know. But I would love to know.
This is how most of us feel. We’re signing away our DNA rights to figure out who we are. We feel the disdain from some Africans and people of other races. They don’t see us as having a defined set of values and traditions. I wonder why? I wonder what happened?
Being raped and beaten repeatedly then hung like animals may have had something to do with it. When you’re faced with that level of trauma—all you can do is survive. They passed an immense desire to survive and the bible down to us and the rest is history.
When I think of Africa, I think of strength. But then I think again.
It wasn’t just white flesh, we were sold by our own and rescued by none.
Africa is not the only continent that has sacrificed their own. We know Asia and its many blood baths. We know other continents have before and still today sacrifice one another. The truth is Blacks argue that we cannot trust each other but the greater truth is no ethnicity fully trust everyone within their ethnicity. I see it all the time. The difference is that although other races don’t necessarily trust one another, they trust their collective desire to thrive. A Chinatown is not built in just about every city because they all trust each other. There’s villains in all blood. There’s knuckleheads in all blood. There’s thieves in all blood. But if you want to be apart of Chinatown you know that if you get caught stealing—there’s consequences. You also understand the value in the community and how it supports your self-preservation.
Did you know that there are racist in the LGBTQ community? I think sometimes people are surprised by this as if they have different grandparents than the heterosexual racist. They come from the same homes. But a great number of racist people who are apart of the LGBTQ community place that aside to come together and invest resources for a common interest of simply a thriving quality of life.
Remove the argument for a moment that Blacks don’t trust one another. I’ve seen Spanish people who don’t even like each other work together and live together—then thrive. They were able to place their dislike and distrust for one another aside because of self-preservation.
African Americans should set aside all our emotions about people not liking us including some Africans.
At this point, why do we even care?
Because for sure many are concerned with themselves and their own socio-economic status and African Americans should be doing the same.
“African Americans have the lowest earnings of any racial group by far. While median household income for African Americans was just over $39,000 last year, it was over $47,000 for Latinos, over $65,000 for Whites and over $81,000 for Asian American households.” – Long, Heather. “African Americans Are the Only U.S. Racial Group Earning Less than in 2000.” LATimes, 15 Sept. 2017
Why are we so behind?
Well, for one were spending a lot of our time feeling sorry for others and ourselves.
The truth is a lot of bad things have happened and still will happen. The truth is for no good reason at all people have hated us and they still will hate us.
It’s time to take a page from the book of the Dreamers and other racial groups of immigrants who are often not running to help with your Black injustices. The Civil Rights Movement opened up doors for all. There’s no prize for that. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard that although an immigrant took an opportunity to become educated at a HBCU—some of their parents are telling them that they better not bring an African American home.
Of course, this is not all but many. Many of them laugh at us for being in last place. They see America as a world of opportunity and look down on us for being last. They wonder, how can they be last? They’ve been here for so long?
Immigrants go to school. They open businesses. They save. They hold each other accountable.
Standing up for injustices that don’t directly affect you is beautiful. Its human. It’s the love God wants us to have. It’s easy for African Americans to have an immense amount of empathy for others because we know all too well of what injustice feels like. You can bet that when there is an injustice, many African Americans are going to be a part of the protest—in some form or another.
There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s that people of the sun thing. But it is something wrong with not acknowledging the truth. The truth is we’re currently in last place in a land of opportunity and changing this should be a priority.
Right now as a people, we are arguing about T’Challa vs Killmonger in the movie, “Black Panther”.
The truth is they were from two different worlds but carried the same blood. Neither one of them were perfect Kings but they were both of the highest King potential. Although I liked Killmongers impressive strength, fearlessness, and revolutionary stance, he would be nothing without understanding the value of self-preservation, beauty of mankind, and community.
Just like Killmonger, African Americans have the strength and intellect to thrive but we lack seeing the value in ourselves. We lack investing in ourselves. Its not about handing out handouts, right?
Right. It’s not. It’s about investing in your own self. To give a handout to someone who doesn’t see their own value is a waste. We don’t trust one another because we know the other person doesn’t value themselves. If you don’t value yourself, then I know you can’t do right by our partnership.
I honestly don’t want to hear that were opening up dialogue. I cannot count how many times I’ve heard that and it led to nowhere besides more division. I don’t want to attend the dialogue meetings. I don’t want to RSVP and pay for a banquet for more dialogue.
The next African American meeting that we so anxiously have should be about whose building what and what’s the time frame and budget.
The meeting will go as such: thanks for coming, were building 6 gas stations, 10 schools, 15 stores, 1 hospital, and 1 credit union. There are over a thousand of us at this meeting with resources who are not looking to handout to people who don’t invest themselves but to invest with people who invest in themselves. People who see the value in themselves and have demonstrated this by investing in themselves and thriving. If you are in this meeting and you are not here to sign up to invest and work in one of our creations—this is your time to leave. If you are here for dialogue only, this is your time to excuse yourself. If you are here for a stimulating debate, this is your time to excuse yourself. This is not the meeting for you at this time. We need you to leave immediately. We’re here to build—for real.
Chinatown is not created in almost every city all over the world because they like each other so much. But self-preservation trumps stimulating debates and open dialogue. I got a feeling that their meetings go a little bit like the one above.
The yearly purchasing power of African Americans is over 1 trillion dollars per year. In other words there is no need to beg “Wakanda” for their resources. We have our own. There’s no reason to try and be accepted, we’re supposed to love and accept ourselves. If someone doesn’t like you, can you move forward?
I know it’s painful and odd but its okay. I know you carry resentment but it doesn’t serve us.
It’s time to serve you like others serve themselves.
The focus is not random handouts. The focus is not meetings of just open dialogue and stimulating debates that we may find entertaining. The focus is you. The focus is you investing in your education, your business, and your family. Then while you’re building so much for your legacy, you can get with like minded people who are serious about building communities. Then, there is your African American Wakanda. No one needs to give you anything, you already have it. But it takes seeing your own value first, hard work, patience, saving money, and working with some people that you do not like.
Can you do that?
Of course you can.
Who are you? They ask to the African Americans.
African and American and proud.