For ages, the nation and its economic base were kindled by West African slaves and indigenous people (Native-Americans), who were excavated, overworked, and sold to build the world’s most powerful market system, capitalism. For more than 200 years, then, and now, the system at times gives, exploits, deprives, and has continued to murder “us,” based on the justification of race. These behaviors have been validated by the distasteful idea of white supremacy and guided by an anecdote of racial inequality and “othering.”
That, too, was history, and it’s still a reality now. Yet, against all odds, still, we rise to the occasion. With the miseducation surrounding us, as Black folks, we still flourished, and with the limited opportunities, the system still couldn’t stop us. To know Black America, one must avoid the media narratives of elaborate lore of half-truths and misconceptions.
The greatness of our cherished nation, the United States, would’ve never been realized without Black America’s constant questioning of the system based on the notion of “all men being created equal.” These ideas have spread with younger activists over the years, here at home, from protests of BLM to the young Thai activists in Thailand demanding rights to that of the borders of Burma, Taiwan, and across the ocean to the African continent and the Black-founded country of Liberia.
As I penned this piece, I realized that it was difficult to have an honest dialogue about anything to do with race in this country four years ago. Then, our commander-in-chief constantly reminded us that we lived in two different countries. Talking about our contributions to this great nation without exclusion would foster greater hope for a more promising future. These days, it’s uncomfortable to discuss the idea of race in America. This idea opened old wounds of our forefathers. Unfortunately, for some of Black America, we tend to shift all blame on the forefathers of White people, and no matter what a good white man does, his forefathers’ sins will still judge him.