By Amin Sharif
What do we want? That is always the first and
most pertinent question for the oppressed. During those long hot
summers of the 1960s, almost every Black person was asking
themselves that question. Then the simmering resentment of an
entire race was beginning to be translated itself into a
“cause”—into a movement. By the middle of the1960s,
thousands of young voices were echoing the answer to that
question throughout the southland. What do we want? Freedom!
When do we want it? Now! What do we want? Freedom! When do we
want it? Now!
By defining what they
wanted—African-American youth, then the vanguard and most
stout defenders of the African-American community—were able to
launch a program of radical activism that led to the gains of
the Civil Rights Movement. African-American youth were ready to
face dangers that many African-American men had previously
cowered before in the South.
In the early 1960s, the segregated South was
hundreds of times more dangerous than any drug infested urban
centers of America today. Any Black man or woman who went
against the forces of segregation faced the Ku Klux Klan-an
invisible organization of racists whose brutality toward Black
people make today’s Bloods and Cripps look like amateurs. And,
the Klan was just the public face (mask) of white racism. There
were many more thousands of unofficial (maskless) racists
throughout Dixie—hell bent on enforcing the idea of white
supremacy at any cost.
Despite all this, the Freedom
Riders-African—American youth organized by Dr. King and SNCC—went
into South armed, not with guns as so many of the youth are
today, but with courage. This courage rose from a basic
understanding of what it meant to be Black in a white nation.
These young people understood that apathy about their future in
America was dangerous as a Klansman’s rope—and still is for
that matter.
The Freedom Riders rode buses throughout the
Southland stopping at cities and towns to desegregate lunch
counters and other public facilities. There are compelling black
and white images of that time, if you wish to see them. They are
most often shown to the public on Dr. King’s birthday. The
images show powerful water hoses washing young Black men and
women down streets, dogs tearing at their clothes, and redneck
policemen beating them down.
Still, in the face of all that brutality,
even as these young people were placed in police vans, their
voices are never stifled. One could hear them singing as the
jail cell door shut behind them about how each and everyone one
had “got [their] mind of freedom.” More than the March on
Washington, more than King’s eloquent speech of dreams, more
than the burning cities of America after King’s death, it is
the image of those courageous Black youth that define that time
and that moment.
Today, we see youth in France on the rise.
They have set a nation ablaze for the same reason that Black
youth went to desegregate the American Southland decades ago.
Like their Fourth World brothers and sisters in America, the
Black and Arab youth of Europe have recognized that if they are
apathetic about their future that they too will have none. They
are not as prone toward patience with white European racism as
the Freedom Riders were with the American version.
They are on a faster learning curve than the
children of the American Civil Rights Movement. Yet what is
shared by the black youth of the Alabama decades ago and the
Arab and African youth of France today is that they have both
come to see the bankruptcy and hypocrisy of Western democracy.
They each have presented checks to their
respective western societies. They each have had those checks
returned to them marked “insufficient funds.” Here, we would
like to make an appeal to Europe on the matter of race. If you
wish to avoid the amity that exists between the white and
African American in the United States today, do not balk at
paying the check. Do not procrastinate! Pay up now and the price
will be cheap! The dark children of Europe like the Freedom
Riders of America will not to be put off.
The old tactic of stalling might have been an
acceptable option when the West was dealing with the first
generation of emancipated Black slaves or the first generation
of African and Arab immigrants. But today things are different.
Such tactics have been rendered obsolete by the facts on the
ground and your continued pronouncements of the glories of
Western democracy.
How can you pay your white European citizens
in the currency of freedom and equality and not spend as much as
a franc on my freedom and equality, the African and Arab child
of the West asks? What do we want? Freedom! When do we want it?
Now! How can you spend on wars to defend democracy everywhere
else in the world and spend not a single pound to make democracy
a reality for me?
Rather than speak to these dark children of
Europe in platitudes, it would be better to admit your moral and
political bankruptcy and be done with it. Admit that there is
and will never be a place for the nigger in America or the Black
African or the Muslim Arab in the Europe. We—niggers (Arabs,
and Africans)—are willing to admit that this is the present
state of affairs, even if you will not. What do we want?
Freedom! When do we want it? Now!
The rebellion of Fourth World youth in Europe
is part and parcel of the rebellion started by Fourth World
youth in America decades ago. They each have as their enemy a
system of xenophobia and economic exploitation fostered by a
so-called Western democracy. Just as the Black child in America
became conscious long ago of the fact that George Washington,
the father of American civilization, was a white man. So the
African and Arab child in Europe is now aware that the fathers
of their countries are also white men.
And, if white men are, so to speak, the
fathers of all of Western civilization, then the darkness of
their skin already makes each dark child an outcast. It is only
the investment of the labor of their fathers . . . the very
flesh and blood of their fathers that makes them American,
French, or Belgium.
The West, of course, will answer that flesh
and blood are not sufficient payment for citizenship in the
West. You must speak perfect English or French. You must dress
as men and women do in the West. And then there is the whole
history of Western civilization to consider—a history of a
time when there were no noisy, pushy Africans or Arabs among
Europeans.
The answer of the dark child is always the
same when these things are suggested: Our fathers tried to do
all those things and what good did it do them? Could they drink
from the same water fountain as the children of George
Washington? Or get a decent job or find a place to stay as could
the children of de Gaulle’s Grand Design? What do we want?
Freedom! Could they even speak the name of the God they
worshipped out loud? When do we want it? Now! And, as for your
history, the dark child laughs, we hear you boast about it all
too much!
Already Europe has started taking up tactics
learned from the racist American south. It (France) has begun
filling its prisons with Black and Arab youth just as was done
with the Freedom Riders. Persecution . . . then
prosecution—that is always the way of the oppressor. You will
soon find that you may snuff out a fire here and there but the
flame will remain. What flame do we speak of? Not the one by
which the Molotov cocktail is lit by the Arab child on Parisian
streets; you have nothing to fear from that flame.
That is simply the flame of spontaneity.
You can always put that flame out with a club or a
bullet. The flame of which we speak is the one that your very
fathers and grandfathers once held high when the darkness of
tyranny spread across your land. We speak of the flame of your
own democratic revolution. The flame that burned into your
fathers’ hearts the words: Brotherhood! Equality . . .
Do you remember that flame? Or has Algeria and Vietnam
clouded your memory?
No, we are passed all that, the European
replies. These dark vagabond children have nothing to do with
the Kasbah or the hut. If what you say is true, why have you
banished them to the far borders of your city? Is it because out
there you can not hear them shout:
Freedom! When do we want it? Now! Do you remember Fanon?
Do you remember what he said about these places of exile for the
nigger and the Arab?
They are places “starved of bread, of meat,
of clothes, of shoes . . .
of light.” Yet you claim that the dark children among you have
nothing to do with Algeria or Vietnam. In the mind of the dark
child, the difference between the native town and the outskirts
of Paris is unappreciable.
“Once
you came to our country to rape us,” the dark child claims.
“Now, we have come to your country to be raped. There is no
difference between us and the niggers of America, now. That is
why we scream as they once did—We want freedom!”
Let us be reasonable, Europe says. Do you
expect us to give up our culture and our history just to appease
these others? Even
now the dark child looks at Europe and laughs when he hears
this. Then he reaches for the gas can, the bottle, and the
match. “Do they expect us to give up our history, our culture,
our religion, and our very souls just to pick up their trash,”
he asks a friend. “Better to rot away in a French prison than
to give up what we are.” Be careful, Europe.
It was you who first spoke of your
superiority over the native and then you not only lost a war,
but your way. Now, you speak of your superiority over the son
and the grandchild of the native. Is that Sartre in the corner
smiling, clapping, and holding the dark child’s hand when you
spout such nonsense? What is it that Jean-Paul is whispering
into the child’s ear? Something about Jefferson and Chirac
being the same white man who is wont to give up his slaves.
“Yes, they talk a good game,” Sartre
says, “but in the end. The devil is the devil.”
The dark child of the Fourth World is most
attentive when white men speak of being reasonable. What white
men mean when they talk of what is reasonable in these
situations is what is reasonable for them. If the white man’s
reasonability means that the dark child must wait hat in hand
for Europe to embrace him, his sisters and brothers, then we
have the beginning of a nasty problem.
“You must have forgotten already what
happens when you make dark children wait,” he explains.
“Lumumba was a dark child who waited in ambush for your
fathers. Mao, Che, Castro, Nkrumah, and Malcolm X—all were
dark children. No Europe, your call for reasonableness will
never do. The jig is up. You must put up or shut up! When you
speak of the Rights of Man, you must let me know now if these
words apply to me.”
What we have here, of course, is a case of
unintended consequences regarding the racial and political
policy of the West. What we mean by this is that it was never
the intention or policy of the West to have the African or the
Arab hear such slogans as "All men are created equal"
or "Liberty, Fraternity," and the like. These words
were given by God to white men. For centuries, it was believed
that the African and the Arab—who said to possess no God or
Logos—was incapable of pondering the complexities of such
slogans.
But then, things changed. Like a parrot
mimicking its owner, the Black African spoke the words of his
master, “Liberty. Fraternity, Equality.”
Then the Arab miraculously followed the Black man’s
lead. For awhile there was hope that this mimicry could be
turned into real social progress for the Black African and the
Arab, at least in the eyes of Europe. In the United States, no
such hope was held out for their niggers.
The nigger would always remain more ape than
human down in Dixie. Those were the heady days for both native
and master. “We can teach them to worship our whiteness,”
Europe, the master, cried. “If that does not work, we can
teach them to fear our power.”
On native side, there were more than enough Blacks and
Arabs ready to serve whiteness and fear power. So you can see it
was the beginning of an equitable arrangement: One man readily
giving whiteness and the other readily receiving it.
So it was for a time. In France, Portugal,
and Belgium, the policy was to have the African and the Arab
brought to Europe and learn to mimic all things European. Then
return these human parrots to their native lands. But when the
African parrot spoke to Africans and the Arab parrot spoke to
Arabs suspicion among the natives grew. There was talk in the
village of white Black men possessed by evil spirits and strange
Arabs possessed by the jinn.
These human parrots came to be known among
the natives as “enemy brothers.” What grew up in the hearts
of the black Black man and the true Arab was resistance against
the entire arrangement. For what the African and Arab feared
most was the power of whiteness to turn them into unnatural
beings—zombies and demons and enemy brothers.
When the native African and Arab refuse to
become Europe’s parrots, worship whiteness and fear power,
fearful words appeared in their mouths: Revolution!
Self-determination! Independence! Things had, as they often do
between the oppressor and the oppressed, gone strangely wrong.
Do you remember any of this, great Europe? Do
you remember the cost in flesh and blood? If you failed with the
father what makes you think that you will fare any better with
the son or grandson. Do not be fooled by those among you who say
that it is possible to make the children dance to music where
their fathers’ would not. Can’t you see that your cry for
secularism is just another attempt to have white Black men and
strange Arabs produce enemy brothers within your midst?
Secularism is what you cry. But worship
whiteness and fear power is all that your words convey to the
dark children of Europe. You may beat, imprison, and make these
children outcasts in your land. But, in the end, their mouths
will be filled with words as fearful as those uttered by their
fathers at Dien Bien Phu and Algiers: Democracy! Equality!
Freedom! When do we want it? Now!
Here is the crux of the matter. If the West
was what it claimed to be, it would never have gotten itself
into this situation. For, if the greatness of Western democracy
has to be defended with clubs, bullets, police dogs and other
such weapons against the dark children of the world, then all
that it has already said about itself is nothing more than
“false advertisement.”
What the dark children of America call
“hype.” It is not enough in the post-modern age to talk of
democratic rights for white men or the rich and the powerful in
Europe or America. The democratic slogans of the West must now
be translated into rights for all persons who live and work on
her soil. If the West fails to recognize this responsibility
then those who are denied their democratic rights have a
revolutionary responsibility to acquire them through any and
every means.
We know that the West will say that this is
not how things are done in a democracy. There is the rule of
law, etc. To this, we answer that the King of England spoke of
the rule of law to the colonies. The King of France spoke of the
rule of law to the peasant. The rule of law then was based upon
the false divinity of the king. Today, the rule of law in regard
to the Black African and the Arab in Europe is based upon the
false divinity of “whiteness.”
It is precisely the latter rule of law that
the Black African, the Arab, and the Asian—the entire Fourth
World oppressed in the West—wishes to dispense with today.
Whenever the Rights of Men are abridged or abrogated, the rule
of law is evoked by the ruling class or the oppressor. When Dred
Scott, a runaway slave in America, appealed to the very system
that was charged with protecting the rule of law, he was told
that the Black man has no rights that white men need
respect.
Indeed, there has never been a single
significant right taken from the oppressor by the oppressed by
rule of law! The rule of law is fashioned by men and it is men
who make it an equalitarian tool or a ruse for oppression.
If all that has been stated above is the crux
of the matter, the only question that remains to be answered is
what will the West do about Fourth World people within its
midst. In the United States which has had the longest experience
with dealing with African Americans, the first Fourth World
people of the Western Hemisphere, the prospects for the
resolution of the problem of race are grim.
America is in the grip of a wave of
conservatism that is, if not covertly racist, at least overtly
indifferent to all matters of race. What is worst is that the
forces of opposition to American conservatism—the Democratic
Party and other such liberals, both Black and white—have
become spineless imitations of the very forces that would render
the problem of racism invisible within America. Until Hurricane
Katrina, these combined forces gave the world no reason to think
that, other than in the vaguest of terms, American racism was
nothing more than a vestige of the past.
But Katrina exposed America’s ugly under
belly—those people who live “beneath the underdog” in the
most economically advanced sector of the West—and the world
was shocked. The fault line between whiteness, wealth, and power
and blackness, poverty, and powerlessness was fully exposed.
Once again, questions of race and poverty became credible issues
for discussion in the political arena—at least for the moment.
Europe has a long standing history of racism
that it would also like to render invisible. Anti-Semitism is
but another form of racism. The Jews of Europe can recount their
own history of oppression better than anyone else. But, even
before Hitler spoke of a “final solution, there were a
thousand pogroms carried out all over Europe against them. The
world has not forgotten from where the term “wandering Jew”
originated. When Europe was not demonizing the Jew, it was
speaking of the “enemy” Moor from whose hands the Holy Land
must be liberated. Shortly, after the Muslims were purged from
Europe, there began the conquest of the Americas, Africa, and
Asia. Fanon points out that nearly “four-fifths” of the dark
people of the world were under some form of colonialism during
Europe’s imperialist period.
We can easily see that the legacy of racism
in the West is both deep and abiding. Yet the West has failed to
successfully face and resolve its racist tendencies. This is not
to say that it has not attempted to wrestle with these problems.
In America, Slavery, the Civil War, the Civil Rights movements
were all periods when she attempted to tackle her greatest
internal problem in the United States. But America grew weary of
the race problem. She will undoubtedly pay for her neglect of
the race issue sooner or later. America should not be fooled by
the current lack of activism among the African American. The
racial front has been quiet before and then suddenly America has
been rocked by some form of Black militancy.
Now, in France, the internal problem of race
and economic oppression has made itself evident in form of urban
riots. Already she is responding with a knee jerk reaction to
the problem. France has already made the mistake of demonizing
the rioters—Black and Arab. They are “thugs” on our
streets the French Minister of Interior claims. They are
“looters” on our streets the American media says of the
Black and poor victims of New Orleans.
Has racism no other strategy at its disposal?
The cry of barbarians at the gate is always thrown up in these
situations as fodder for the white masses. It is only when the
fodder of prejudice has been thoroughly digested, passed through
the intestines, and out through their bowels that the white
masses are made ready for the truth. It is only then that France
or America is ready to admit that it has a “race
problem.”
But, the Black American, the Afro-European,
and the Arab-European know this. “What do you intend to do
about it?” is what they want to know. There is always a rush
of wind and then silence when this question is asked in
Washington or Paris. For the oppressed of the Fourth World, the
rushing wind is no more than the collective passing of gas from
the white masses and the silence is their complicity with
institutional racism.
In the end, it may not matter what the West
intends to do about the problem of Fourth World people within
her midst. It may be that the resolution of this internal
problem is wholly in the hands of Fourth World people in the
West—just as the resolution of the external problem of
colonialism rested solely in the hands of Third World
people.
Still, whenever the oppressed confront their
oppressor, there exists for some reason a psychological
necessity to lay their compliant at their feet—to give fair
warning as Eldridge Cleaver proclaimed of the shit storm on the
horizon. That is
all that the riots in France signify at this time. “Do
something about our problems,” that is always the first cry of
the oppressed masses to the oppressor.
But almost always their appeals go unheard
and a period of intense activism follows. It is then that the
complaints are converted in to shouts for action. “What do we
want! Freedom! When do we want it! Now! All this, history
informs us, is prelude to revolutionary action. Perhaps that is
what is needed in the West—revolutionary action to shake it to
its foundations.
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posted 25 January 2006 / 3 July 2008