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Issue #006
2001001
FOREWARNED IS FOREARMED
I Am an African
I am an African
I am an African
I am an African
I am an African
Not because I live on its soil
#FlashbackFriday
The following excerpt is taken from the July 3rd, 1992 edition of The
Workers Voice in an article entitled We Must Stop Begging Whites
For Racial Equality written by Alvin Williams
Should black people abandon "racial integration" as the optimal course
of action to gain social and economic parity with the white community?
It has been some 30 years since the civil rights revolution swept America
and influenced race relations in countries like Bermuda. Yet today, even
though we talk about how far we have come in improving race relations,
we are still talking about how far we have to go.
The black communities in Bermuda and in the United States are still
talking about aneconomic and social crisis affecting black people, though
so called integration was supposed to hold all the answers to racial
problems and ensuing conflicts, as black people demanded their natural
rights. During this struggle,we some how seem to have forgotten what
we, as black people, were struggling for in the first place.
I think the Archibald Report hit the nail right on the head when it
comments on the state of Bermudas race relations. Bermuda may well
wish to consider dropping the word integration from the Islands
vocabulary, because it fails to identify accurately the fundamental
issues, namely, the importance of ensuring equal opportunity for all
regardless of skin color. I agree with this statement. I think that the
quest for so-called integration has, in fact, confused the real issues which
involve power and influence.
More than at any time in our history, we need to stop and ask ourselves,
what are we fighting for? Is it for racial harmony, as dictated by
integration? Or are we fighting for our natural rights as human beings
living on this planet? For a long time I believed it was the latter. However,
in the heat of the struggle, the real reasons for that struggle has become
obscured. [...]
We are hearing a lot from certain politicians in Bermuda today of the
late Martin Luther Kings desire to see racial peace. But we never hear
about his uncompromising commitment to confronting racism through
struggle and protest. I contend that the whole idea of so-called
integration is a perversion of what black people really fought for, not
only in America, but right here in Bermuda.
Because integration is bound up with racial harmony, it has had the
effect, especially in Bermuda, of disarming Black people, at a time when
we should have continued the resistance to racism. []
To challenge racism in Bermuda is to be branded as wanting to disrupt
so-called racial harmony. Is that not what the Premier and Mr. Quinton
Edness are alluding to when they chastise members of the political
Opposition when they bring up the question of race?
So we see people like Dr. Eva Hudson being called racists for daring to
speak out, and write on racial issues. And Mr. Julian Hall is suspended
from the House of Parliament for attacking the lack of backbone among
Issue #006
2001001
On Being African:
The African Diaspora
Opinion By: Juanae Crockwell
I am a proud Bermudian. Anyone who knows me personally can attest
to the fact that I have been engaged in a passionate love affair with my
country for many years. I love Bermuda. I take pride in being
Bermudian and embracing every part of our exquisite history and
culture. It has been both my professional and personal mission to be a
part of the preservation of all that I love about my country.
Recently, this love of my cultural heritage has extended beyond being
Bermudian to the phenomenal fact that I am also African. The more I
study and learn about the history of blacks in Bermuda, the more I am
drawn to my African identity. Because if I can be honest, all black
people (whether we want to admit it or not) are descendants of the
great continent of Africa. Somewhere in our ancestry is an African.
Ive heard it said a number of times recently, that its not where we
were dropped off that matters, but where we were taken from. Sadly
this fact is something that many of our Black Bermudians shy away
from. The African is a part of our cultural identity that we do not wish to
acknowledge or preserve. But it is always there. It is in the melanin of
our skin, the breadth of our nose, the curve of our hips and the strength
of our spirit.
Over the years, there have been various manifestations that have been
associated with what we call the historical dimensions of the African
diaspora:
The actual term: African diaspora, emerged in the 1950s and began to
be used in scholarly debates. Much of this early scholarship on the
African diaspora examined: