Jamaica-the small Axe: pt 1



Why boasteth thyself, oh evil men,
Playing smart and not being clever?
I say you’re working iniquity to achieve vanity, yeah,
But the goodness of JAH JAH endureth forever.

If you are the big tree,
We are the small axe.
Sharpened to cut you down,
Ready to cut you down.

These are the words of my master.
Keep on telling me
No weak heart shall prosper,
Oh, no they can’t.

And whosoever diggeth a pit, Lord,
Shall fall in it, shall fall in it.
Whosoever diggeth a pit shall bury in it,
Shall bury in it.

If you are the big tree,
We are the small axe
Sharpened to cut you down,
Ready to cut you down.

And whosoever diggeth a pit shall fall in it, fall in it.
Whosoever diggeth a pit shall bury in it, shall bury in it.

If you have a big tree,
We have a small axe
Ready to cut you down,
Sharpened to cut you down.

If you are the big tree,
we are the small axe
Ready to cut you down,
Sharpened to cut you down.

Today I saw on a local news ticker that the artist formerly known as Calvin Cordozar Broadus, Jr., aka snoop dog has declared himself born again. Suffice to say I was confused, that a disciple of satanic worshiper, Dr. Dre is becoming a Christian? Of course that was my first and admitted only conclusion. The ticker was followed by a news flash repeating the headline but also stating that he, Snoop Dog, was changing his name to Snoop Lion and will be releasing a Reggae Album soon.  Aaaah! The influence of Ganja is a serious ting yuh know! This is obviously a promotional ploy, but then if Willie Nelson can venture into the reggae music business, cutting arguably the worst reggae album ever, I can’t see snoop topping (bottoming?) that.

Even as I was preparing a series of stuff commemorating the 50 year anniversary of the little Island that could, this is one of the many stories reminding me of the impact that an Island of only 4,244 sq miles (10,991 km²), has on the planet, both positive and in some places… negative. I see constantly figures indicating that Jamaica’s population being 2.5 million, but yet emigrate 2.5 people across the globe. What? For every people leaving we replace them? Mmm, that’s why those foreign women, mampies and all go down to Jamaica to get the hook up…if you know what I mean. It’s the virility of not only the men, but the people. For it’s not just foreign women looking to get native sex from the men. Foreign men are looking to get some Jamaican pussy as well, and in a new twist, homosexuals of all stripes have been and still are going down there to go down there. Later in the series I will touch on that interesting topic.

But let’s talk about the virility of the Jamaican people. According to some definition Virility is: 1. The quality or state of being virile; manly character.
2. Masculine vigor; potency.

To go further, Vigor is explained as:

1. Physical or mental strength, energy, or force.
2. The capacity for natural growth and survival, as of plants or animals.
3. Strong feeling; enthusiasm or intensity.
4. Legal effectiveness or validity.

Therefore based on the two definitions, the energy we exhibit as Jamaican, that is those not in denial of their god gifted self, is not just a masculine thing, but a universal thing, the energy of strong and forceful people with a yen for survival.  For every five non Jamaican that embrace the vigor of the Jamaican people, there are at least that much who fear, hate and are intimidated by that same energy. As a youth emigrating to the ice box of the “Great White North”, one of the things I and my peers had to quickly acclimatize ourselves to, besides the god awful cold and knee deep snow (the shit looked great on tel lie vision), the lack of recognizable tonality and rhythm in speech and hell music, was the violence of roving gangs of cowards in supped up camaro’s and Ford challengers. On some nights, mostly on Friday and Saturday nights, if you and a small group of friends, are walking on the street, you would hear a rebel yell, followed by a revved up car engine and screeching tires, followed by a beer bottle as a missile aimed at your head, or worse being surrounded by red necks, swooping down on you for a beat down. The rednecks cared not if you were a child or a female, young or old; it was good old boy fun. During that time many of the Islanders and Canadian born knee grows would ostracize us, because we were too loud, played our music too loud, didn’t adapt to the Canadian mode of speaking, was too aggressive and quick to be confrontational. Later as my contemporaries, yes the youth brought up here sometimes against our will by well meaning family members; decide that retribution was a god gifted characteristic, many of these same Islanders, not so much the Canadian born, would hide behind us as we proceeded to civilize Montreal and especially Toronto. I could regale you with tales of how Toronto was civilized, but rest assured that one African Jamaican with a knife in hand was more than a match for a cowardly Caucasian, even with his boys in tow. Imagine if it was a matched group of African Jamaican against his Caucasian counterpart. Real soon, the politicians and po lice, who often looked the other way or even, partake of physical abusing us (the police) started to call for harmony and crime bills to stop youth violence. Of course it was aimed at us, but in the end there were no more roving gangs of Caucasian cowards looking to lynch a nigger off the streets of Toronto. This was left up to the official gangs…the Po lice.

Unfortunately some of my contemporaries later went on to the pull of the street life, drugs, pimping, extending violence to a 9-5 job. Some have died on the streets, in prison or are waiting to die after a life of excess. I remember a Bajan elder, a stallworth in the African Liberation struggle in Toronto, paying me and in essence my fellow islanders the ultimate compliment, by thanking me and us, for doing what we did to make Toronto safe for everybody else. As a veteran of the Brutish “teddy boys” reign of fear in Jolly old England, he was an eye witness to how the Caribbean people in that country stood up and laid out suckers, lead by a large group of Jamaicans. And he was again eye witness to the same in Toronto.

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Free Your Mind And Your Ass Will Follow: the kingdom of heaven is within


This Parliament will always be Funkadelic with me

 

In ancient times there were always two dominant figures in the community. The first was the leader. Often the male…the so called Alpha or first male…he would be the bravest, strongest, sometimes the swiftest, certainly more powerful and intelligent when it comes to defeating all comers that threaten his position, as leader, and the community’s safety. The community looked to him to for protection and providence and in turn gives him unanimous service, submission and the lion share of the spoils. The choicest women come to him because it was understood that from his seed would spring scores of warrior/leader like him that would take the community to greater heights. As the leader he was responsible for the protection and well being of the community. Eventually what started out as natural selection became corrupted. The best and most able did not necessarily became leader, but nepotism…strong father to weak son, weak father to even weaker son, father to wife’s idiot son…etc became the way of things, that since have been passed down to various leaders over the millennium. Kings, emperors, prime ministers, presidents, heads of cultural organizations, nonprofit groups…all exhibiting the basest of hue man failings… letting emotion, over rule logic and wisdom.

Just as important as the leader, and carrying equal or sometimes more responsibility, thus more reverence/fear, was the healer, the seer. The Greeks called them the oracles, in parts of the indigenous worlds they were called shaman, in certain parts of Africa they were called Juju mama, because they were always women. The things they could do, was called magic, healing, voodoo, mysticism and numerous other appellation. Instinctively the ancients at the dawn of time knew that there was a great power that surrounded us, that was capable of giving life and taking it.  We didn’t know whence it came, but we needed to give reverence to it. Next to the burning energies of love, we always, even till today, wonder and ponder the meaning and origin of life.  The first healers were woman for obvious reasons. They produced life on this plane. And because the produced life on this plane, it is said that the could commune naturally with the creator, especially during labour (if their mind and soul is right). Since they did not go on hunting or expansion missions, they had time to ponder existence, as they contributed to making the community comfortable. Eventually through contemplation and communing with nature, the women immersed themselves in the hidden and sacred mysteries. The healing tradition was always passed on to those women most capable in temperament, those balanced emotionally, those showing a gift for empathy, those willing to live in isolation and also those who are virgins, untouched by what they believed was the soiling of aggressive male energies. The healers worked on a different plane, balancing the reality of the physical world with the secrets forces of the spiritual.

Usually the healers would use percussion sounds to put them in a trance like state. The percussion sounds imitate the beat of the heart, the mind of the universe. They would aid that trance with potion concocted from herbs, known to them, that are both healing and deadly in the wrong hands and with the wrong disposition. During trance, her soul would leave her body and travel to parallel planes, where she would communicate with the spirits of the plants, animals, birds, rock, rivers and those who had crossed over. The junction point was where her soul met with others at the same time had many name, but it is that stream of consciousness that the ancient people of KIMT has called the primordial soup. There she would meet spiritual guides who would counsel her on cures for illness, balance energies, bring rain, restore peace, decipher symbols and signs sent by nature and punish individuals whose acts prevent and interfere with the  community’s existence with the ALL.  During our nomadic period, it was impossible to build temples or alters, so the community existed in the ALL. Embracing the energies around us and extending/extracting these energies and wisdom from the earth, the skies, the plants, the animals and birds and from the earth…mother earth, the giver of life.

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The Attack on African Masculinity and the family


The following is an excerpt from a project in the works. My African ancestors say that until the Lions have their historians, the tales of the hunt shall always glorify the hunter. Yet in the Urban Jungle of the Western (white) societies, the lion (The African Man)  has already lost the narrative, lost his roar and is on the way to losing his BALLS!!! This will be a classic blackmystory moment, unapologetic, none appeasing, thought provoking and in your face. Take it or leave it, but the shit is real.

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“He who knows and knows he knows: he is wise – follow him.

He who knows and knows not he knows: he is a sleep – wake him.

He who knows not and knows he knows not: he is simple – teach him.

He who knows not and knows not he knows not: he is a fool – shun him.”

—Sufi teaching

After seeing the word bandied around for a while, I decided to ask a couple of female associates what exactly is a metrosexual. What I was told was that a metrosexual is a man who dresses good, takes care of himself and is fashionable. The responses filled me with consternation, as to me it implies that only someone who looks and acts like Niles Crane, from the Fraser TV show, can be considered stylish, well groomed and fashionable. In other words, if you DON’T look, dress or acts like Niles Crane, or an Afropean version,  then you are banished to purgatory of cavemen and brutes.

According to something called an Urban dictionary:            A metrosexual is “an urban straight male ranging in age from late teens to mid 30’s who is: good looking, stylish, fashionable, trendy, cultured, & well groomed. A metro sexual is very conscious about his image and looks in public. A metro sexual is often associated with getting manicures, facials, & massages, as well as using “products” and shopping at nice clothing stores. However, metrosexuals don’t necessarily engage in each of these activities.

In another paragraph the dictionary also describes:             Modern enlightened, sort of renaissance man. Secure and confident, capable and cool, typically well educated and stylish. Heterosexual with a twist, not gay by any means, but he probably has a few gay friends, and can easily be mistaken for gay by rednecks and jock types. The only straight guy in a fabric store or antique shop who is not being dragged there by a woman.

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I always thought, before making my inquiry, that a metrosexual was a homosexual with commitment phobia to being a homosexual. Or just a straight up homosexual that is less flamboyant than the stereotypical effeminate, in your face types that is erroneously believed to be the typical homosexual. To the say the least I was insulted…nay pissed at this description of the metrosexual, because of the unsaid portion of that explanation. In effect these women are saying that if you are not homosexual or effeminate men, then you…I lack the capacity to take care of myself. And that the only barometer that is acceptable is that of the metrosexual.

During the 1960’s the image of the Black Panthers, Malcolm X, and Marvin Gaye were the image on masculinity. Not because of the message they sent, but because the LOOK like men, not “girlie men”. Whether they were latent homosexuals struggling with their sexuality (Like Marvin admitted to) they portrayed an image of masculinity. In the 1970’s, even with polyester, suites, platform shoes and porn star side burns, cats like Sly Stone, the O’Jays, Richard Roundtree and Muhammad Ali, portrayed the image of manhood and African Masculinity. Somewhere during the late 1970’s and entering the 1980’s, once the anti-African family aspect of the gender wars and radical feminism took hold, the attack on the African man developed full bore. With the co-opting of people like Alice Walker, Ntozake Shange’ and Michelle Wallace, the radical feminists and the bitch ass male supplicants that followed them affectedly destroyed African manhood, through legislations and psychological propaganda.

The works of Shange (for colored girls) was and is still being praised as a every African woman dilemma and point the ever prevailing finger at the useless nigger males that have failed to step up like other men. Not the psychological act of breaking down the value of the African males and substituting a more positive image…other men, specifically the Caucasian man.

Feminis created to destabilize the African community

 

 

Using legislation to over compensate for Caucasian man’s mistreatment of his woman, the doers of Isfet, concocted the equal rights agenda, which on the surface promotes such noble ideas as equal pay for equal work, yet allows females in certain sectors such as labour to do less equal work for equal pay (as an example), something I see in my line of work every day for the past 11 years. Yet when I seek to draw attention to this inequity, I am “sort of” challenged on the issue. I say “sort of” because my opponent has learned to come with facts and strong arguments or GTF outta my face. Unfortunately there are more than a few females at my place of employment and in every day areas I see, that have more balls than these emasculated males. Such is the effects of legislated anti-male laws and the media propaganda that reinforces or supports the legislations. In fact feminism did nothing for anybody, except to turn women into self-entitled narcissistic hypocritical beasts.

I have charted an interesting trajectory that has taken me across the last 50 years of masculinity and have noticed a definite trend in how a man is viewed and accepted in this dysfunctional society. In fact there is a concentrated war designed and targeting men that has been having a very debilitating effect on our community as African people as well as on the family and both the following generations of females and males. Like all wars the invading army always dehumanizes the target first in order to first bolster their courage and increase their inevitable debasement, and second to encourage others to look the other way when the invaders commit atrocious acts against their target.

“First, my people must be taught the knowledge of self. Then and only then will they be able to understand others and that which surrounds them. Anyone who does not have a knowledge of self is considered a victim of either amnesia or unconsciousness and is not very competent. The lack of knowledge of self is a prevailing condition among my people here in America. Gaining the knowledge of self makes us unite into a great unity. Knowledge of self makes you take on the great virtue of learning.” 

Honorable Elijah Muhammad

mas·cu·line        [mas-kyuh-lin]  Show IPA             adjective

 

  1. Pertaining to or characteristic of a man or men: masculine attire.
  2. Having qualities traditionally ascribed to men, as strength and boldness.

World English Dictionary             masculine  (ˈmæskjʊlɪn)             — adj

 

  1. 1.       possessing qualities or characteristics considered typical of or appropriate to a man; manly
  2. unwomanly
  3. denoting a gender of nouns, occurring in many inflected languages, that includes all kinds of referents as well as some male animate referents

e·mas·cu·late     [v. ih-mas-kyuh-leyt; adj. ih-mas-kyuh-lit, -leyt]  Show IPA verb, e·mas·cu·lat·ed,e·mas·cu·lat·ing, adjective      verb (used with object)

  1. to castrate.
  2. to deprive of strength or vigor; weaken.

    adjective

  3. Deprived of or lacking strength or vigor; effeminate.

ef·fem·i·nate     [adj. ih-fem-uh-nit; v. ih-fem-uh-neyt]  Show PA adjective, verb, ef·fem·i·nat·ed,ef·fem·i·nat·ing.                adjective

 

  1. 1.       (Of a man or boy) having traits, tastes, habits, etc., traditionally considered feminine, as softness or delicacy.
  2. 2.       Characterized by excessive softness, delicacy, self-indulgence, etc.: effeminate luxury.

 

World English Dictionary effeminate  (ɪˈfɛmɪnɪt) — adj

  1. 1.       (of a man or boy) displaying characteristics regarded as typical of a woman; not manly

lacking firmness or vigour: an effeminate piece of writing

  1. 2.       [C14: from Latin effēmināre  to make into a woman, from fēmina woman]

As far as I see it there are two types of males in this society. On the right side of the equation is the masculine male; one whose characteristics makes him stand out from other males. This series of characteristics includes not being “trendy”, having integrity, personal power, one who has a commanding presence, who is focused, emotionally and mentally strong, who is consistent in his speech and action. A masculine man is one who solves problem instead of making them, one who can be trusted because he exudes confidence and strength in time of crisis, one who does not wilt under pressure. A Masculine man leads but never follows, unless he is assured that however leads him exhibits certain knowledge and experience that would enable him to learn. Otherwise his native experience and knowledge will always ensure that he takes the lead. A masculine male never shirks from truth, in any form and will strive to overcome his weakness instead of succumbing to it.

Famous examples of Masculine males are: El Hajj Malik Al Shabazz, Marcus Garvey, Fred Hampton, Jim Brown, Vernon John, Robert F Williams, Melvin B. Tolson, Martin Luther King Jr. and Harry Edwards.

 

Power concedes nothing without a demand. It never did and it never will. Find out just what any people will quietly submit to and you have found out the exact measure of injustice and wrong which will be imposed upon them, and these will continue till they are resisted with either words or blow, or with both. The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress.”

Frederick Douglass

 

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On the left side of the equation is the emasculated male. The emasculated male, as the definition above entails, is a male deprived of his native masculinity, which has weaken him and makes him unsure of himself and his position in societies hierarchy of succession and power. The emasculated male is further broken down into three characteristics.

A)     The coward: He is the more typical of the emasculated male. Confused about his role in society’s order, he is reluctant or is unschooled in the reality of manliness. He is afraid to be assertive, is appeasing and constantly making compromises in order to protect others sensitivity at the expense of is comfort and emotional well being. This is evidential during the social ritual called courtship, where he is desperate to prove his manliness, but comes across as needy. He considers himself a “good man”, but often confuses benevolence with appeasing, weak and spineless. Because he is a coward he buries resentment of his emasculated status deep in the recess of his mind, and often appears to do unnecessary, often irresponsible acts in a vain attempt to define his manhood without the proper context and without a realistic vault of experience and knowledge.

Examples of a cowardly male: Usually any male that allows society, his woman and even his children and to dictate to him and define who he is and how he should behave instead of defining his own damn reality based on correct thought, action and presence that is inspiring, worthy of immediate respect by all genders and is honorable and possesses integrity. This includes many who have been placed into position of power, or who seek power for their personal benefit, hoping that said status will grant them the elusive respect they never had.

B)     The hyper masculine male: He is a parody of manhood. He is one who goes to extreme length to define his manhood in a cartoonish manner in hopes of earning the elusive respect through symbolic gestures but without a solid foundation of power. Due to his desire to be accepted and respected as a masculine man, despite not creating the base from which said respect is earned, the hyper masculine male, wrongly uses physical coercion and overtly aggressive tactics to make his point, instead of developing his personal power and mature leadership acumen that generally would have garnered respect naturally.

Examples of hyper masculine males:  Modern entertainers, gang bangers or want to be gang bangers. There are the pseudo intellectuals who defend the above actions or perpetuate the false image of hyper masculinity through violence, cartoonish behaviors such as saggin, and college fraternal misbehavior.

C)     The sissy; He is the aforementioned metrosexual, an effeminate male who often is seen transitioning to femininity, or homosexuality, if he becomes too comfortable in his effeminate role. This individual defends feminism over masculinity and vomits out nonsense where he denounces masculinity as retrograde, yet supports feminist debasing of his own gender. This three dollar bill, often talks shit about getting in touch with his feminine side, but refuses to acknowledge that he is not a woman or feminine. His social, emotional or sexual proclivity leans hard towards submissiveness. He is Prince singing about wanting to be our girl friend, while wearing mesh sleeveless top, tight Capri pants and fucking high heel shoes.

Famous examples of sissies: Prince, Michael Jackson, Tyler Perry, most entertainers that either dress as women, wear shit loads of make up in public or who allows himself to be humiliated in public by his spouse or girlfriend.

 

Ghetto Sissies

Effeminization of the Black Male

Putting 2 and 2 together

 

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