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HIStory Part I

That "Peculiar Institution"

I grew up reading "history" books that showed grinning black slaves happily hoeing cotton in a field. The books explained that slavery was a good thing (I grew up in Virginia in the fifties), that white "masters" were usually kind to their human "property" and that the slaves were saved by Christian charity from "savagery" in Africa.

My school books explained that corrupt and evil Northerners led by that traitor Abe Lincoln destroyed this paradise on earth by freeing the slaves. Even as a young, impressionable boy these statements rang false, and my research once I became a man showed that what I had been taught in school was a prime example of "history" (His Story), the record of what happened written by conquerors and pedaled to the conquered as truth. The facts show that white slave "masters" were the savages; African people the victims.

Unlike white slaves ("indentured servants") who could run away and blend into the white population, blacks made a perfect group to enslave; they were hardy, hardworking, skilled people who could never blend into white society because their shin color was used to mark them. The lowest, stupidest white man could be made to feel good about himself just because of an accidental quality: his pinkish yellow skin color. The system allowed any white retard to demean industrious, intelligent black men merely because their skin was brown.

Africans were stripped of their languages, cultures, family structures, religions and even their names; and forced by the lash and the gun to adhere to European values. Most "African Americans" are only five or six generations out of slavery, ten or fifteen generations away from Africa, but they have no idea what their real family name is, or what country their ancestors came from. The brainwashing is so complete that in my youth I heard dozens of black people deny their ancestors came from Africa at all! Separating kidnapped Africans from their cultures left them dependent on their captors for language and culture, and America gave Africans a culture which told them they were worthless because of a quality black people had no control over: the color of their skin.

Little White Sambo

Since slavery is such a benign institution, I'm sure no one would object if used a time machine to land a few hundred armed men in Virginia in 1776. I'd round up George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Patrick Henry, their friends, families and children; chain a few hundred of them into the hold of a sailing ship (tight pack of course) and sail them to my plantation in Nigeria. Tight pack means more fatalities, but also more whiteys to sell after the voyage. Those who survived being chained in their own filth for six weeks would be taught to speak Hausa and to worship the true gods, the Orisha, while they worked in my fields without pay.

Not only would I give my slaves a new pair of pants and a dashiki every year, but everyone would receive a new name (Thomas Jefferson would be Kweku . . . his nickname "Hippo" . . . slaves couldn't be expected to pronounce Hypocrite). Kweku would have to be a field hand . . . it wouldn't be safe to allow him in the big house near decent black women. Overseers would be instructed to keep an eye on him, since he has lusted after African women in the past. Kweku would have to be warned that whatever part of his body touched a black woman would have to be cut off.

I would treat my slaves very well; they would be fed every day (at least once) and I would let them rest weekly (very weakly). Of course I'd have to whip them if they spoke English, tried to learn to read or used the names they were born with, but they would benefit from working in the fields for the people who built the Pyramids and invented culture, medicine and science. Selling Jefferson's mother to a planter in Guinea and his daughter to a harem in Cameroon would be a small price for such civilizing exposure. If Kweku were ungrateful enough to run away from the plantation, after everything I had done for him, I'd have to let the slave catchers crush an ankle or cut off half a foot to teach him to stay where he belonged!

Kweku is lucky that I like him . . . I'd rub his red head for luck almost every day. His wife, despite her distasteful pale skin color, is not totally offensive. I'll have the overseers move Kweku out of the slave quarters on the nights that I visit her. I should be more careful . . . visitors to the plantation are beginning to talk about all the little slickaninnies running around the slave quarters who look like me. But those pasty white temptresses are so uncontrollable in their passions, that taking them to bed is as much a pleasure as a duty; a flood of black seminal fluid is just what these poor savages need to float themselves out of the shallow end of the gene pool.

Meanwhile Back In Virginia . . .

One of my ancestors joined Nat Turner's Rebellion in 1831; Nat and his posse tried to convince white folks that slavery is evil. Whites weren't paying any attention to their message, so they decided to use the same language that whites used when they felt blacks weren't paying attention; the language of violence. White people are still shocked about the 58 dead slave owners, but somehow were not shocked about the slaughter of hundreds of innocent black slaves by white mobs after Turner's Rebellion failed. Whites certainly are not as shocked as I am about millions of Africans left dead by the slave trade, but the death of 58 whites shocks them none the less. They feel George Washington is a hero for killing thousands of British soldiers so that the colonists wouldn't have to pay a 7% tea tax (where is George today when we need him?). They would be aghast to learn I feel Nat Turner is a hero who tried to free my people; unfortunately he didn't succeed.

What Should You Do?:

Read, study and think for yourself: Don't believe anything, especially involving history, without studying the subject yourself and making up your own mind about it.

• Teachers lie, politicians lie, "experts" lie, religious leaders lie, historians lie, books lie, just about everyone lies either to protect their special interests or because they mindlessly repeat the lies they have been told since childhood.
• It's comfortable to parrot the "common wisdom"; that's also the surest way say and think stupid things that benefit others and damage yourself. "Common Wisdom" is a contradictory term like "Jumbo Shrimp" and "Military Intelligence"; wisdom is far from common.
• Research history: Like anything else, you may have to wade through tons of bull manure to find an ounce of wisdom, but the process is worthwhile, it's the only way to get to the truth. Start with the Read It section at the end of this chapter.
• Decide whether the "white" racist educational system benefits you: If it does, continue to think and act the way you always have.

If "white" racism does not work in your best interest:

(1) Liberate your brain from the lies which prop up the racist system . . . read, study, do research, plan and organize!

(2) Work to build the institutions that will benefit you and your people . . Afrocentric schools, businesses and eventually, governments. Other people will never educate, feed, house, clothe or defend us; we must do those things for ourselves.

Give us your thoughts on history . . . stop by the Afrique Mail Box and drop us a line! Your best responses will appear in Feed Back.

Read About It:

Here's a list of books which can help set the record straight about history . . .

African Origins of Civilization, Myth or Reality by Cheikh Anta Diop

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