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Review: Moral Combat: Black Atheists, Gender Politics, and the Values Wars

by The AOMuse

Moral Combat: Black Atheists, Gender Politics, and the Values Wars Moral Combat: Black Atheists, Gender Politics, and the Values Wars by Sikivu Hutchinson
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

“A radical progressive humanism recognizes that hand-wringing about diversity—be it in education, corporate America or cultural movements—without challenging the power dynamics of access and visibility, makes white supremacy a self-fulfilling prophecy.” ~ Sikivu Hutchinson After 10 years as the most prominent tool in my moral and intellectual arsenal, Ancient Future has been supplanted by the fierce effluence of ideas Sikivu Hutchinson has assembled in this manuscript. Moral Combat is easily the most extensive modern black humanist examination I have encountered as I discovered myself on this sojourn to disconnect from the spiritual yoke which held me bound in years past. A yoke that I thought essential to exist as an ethical being whose grip I pursued through Pentecostal, Rastafari, Islamic and the Black Liberation Theological construct finding no satisfaction.

The sojourn eventually found me accepting solitude as the most perfect personal practice when group formations were given to paternalism and authoritarian instruction. In that solitude, I discovered that I was gradually more open to question all manner of ritual and tradition which gave rise to a rich skepticism. The skepticism began to pervade all areas of life until I had renewed my understanding of feminist tradition, black humanist social critique, and the history of power, race and privilege. All of these topics are investigated exceptionally by Hutchinson throughout Moral Combat.

Sikivu Hutchinson, true to occupation, writes with a densely packed professorial tenor striving to make every word explode upon impact. Upon first read this can be off putting because in conjunction with the multitude of ideas covered, one occasionally struggles to keep up. But once you reach a reader’s stride which occurred for me after the second chapter, you move into the space where you desire to mark a notation upon every page where language strikes a chord or spurs you toward action. As I found myself rounding the corner of chapter three, my head was dizzy from all of the various cross references that made themselves apparent in my recent reading schedule.

As Hutchinson was remarking upon the government sponsored “white flight” and reinforcement of class divisions, I was meditating on Beryl Satter’s “Family Properties” and pondering how those policies took root on the local level in Chicago creating the racially stratified city that now exists in the present day. When she invokes the notions of artificially earned white social mobility, I am reminded of Ira Katznelson’s “When Affirmative Action Was White”. Even her critique of the white atheist obsession with lambasting “religious identity” in the privileged pursuit of scientific aims caused me to recall that a generation of Black freethinkers were lost to a certain betrayal at the hands of Communism during the period of the New Negro Renaissance.

In Moral Combat, Hutchinson provides not only a present day lesson on the most pertinent aspects of the American culture and values wars, but she also reaches deep into the historical context in order to extract an understanding of how the tree was grown from unmistakably deep roots. No person of interest is held sacred from her examination from the white atheist or feminist unaware of their own sense of privilege to the black woman complicit in her own religious subjugation to the black man whose interpretation of masculinity reinforces all of the worst patriarchal forms of an enslaved past.

Hutchinson reminds in this text that a rich and enlightening skepticism requires not simply that we question religion or government, but that we question gender roles and privilege and power dynamics and leadership. She reminds us that a deep and moving humanism must overwhelm all of our previous notions about the world which were each and every one formed in a poisoned vacuum and now need to be rebuilt from the ground floor. So grab a hammer and smash that sacred cow to your left.

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Review: Groundwork: New and Selected Poems of Don L. Lee/Haki R. Madhubuti from 1966-1996

by The AOMuse

Groundwork: New and Selected Poems of Don L. Lee/Haki R. Madhubuti from 1966-1996Groundwork: New and Selected Poems of Don L. Lee/Haki R. Madhubuti from 1966-1996 by Haki R. Madhubuti

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

in america the major reward for
originality
in words, songs and visual melody
is to have dull people
call you weird
while asking what
you do for a living.

~ The Writer

Baba Haki is positively prolific in “GroundWork”, the collected revisiting of his poetry, prose, and essays through 1996. Not simply in terms of the wealth of writing, but in the evolving method and manner of his insight. Weddings, coronations, funerals, births, politics, travel and culture all bow before the curvature of his pen and the weight of his analysis. One becomes acutely aware that he has long since been consumed with the written word as the most succinct means of capturing the essential emotive force in each circumstance life might bring to bear. He is in a sense always writing even when not.

blk/poets die
from
not being
read
& from, maybe,
too much
leg.
some drank
themselves
into
non-poets,
but most
poets who poet
seldom
die
from
overexposure.

~ First Impressions On A Poet’s Death (for Conrad Kent Rivers)

And then there is the communal work. The work which binds each of us nearer to one another and leads to expressions of our broader humanity. It is here that Haki channels our furor, passion, pain, and personified poetry. Words which fail us appear to fall from his thoughts with ease and alacrity. This is not a text for light reading, brief summation or one that you should wish to breeze through. You must allow it to sit and reason with you.

Africa.

don’t let them
steal
your face or
take your circles
and make them squares.

don’t let them
steel
your body as to put
100 stories of concrete on you
so that you
arrogantly
scrape
the

sky.

~ Change Is Not Always Progress (for Africa & Africans)

I had the wonderful fortune to find this text in the course of my current studies of varying stages of black radicalism between the period of the Great Migration and the cultural shift/revival of the 70′s. It is perhaps no mere coincidence that I found myself holding conversation with this book at the same time as I was reviewing Nommo: A Literary Legacy of Black Chicago (1967-1987) ~ An Anthology of the OBAC Writers’ Workshop which I presently consider one the most brilliantly assembled organizational histories which I have seen in my short life.

Baba Haki stood in good company amongst the writers of the Organization of Black American Culture (OBAC). I therefore would think it might be inadequate to speak to the brilliance of this text without referencing the literary lineage to which he found himself bound for some 20 years. In reading both his older works and more recent material, one gathers the sense that he has not at all forgotten either.

The organization existed as a regional hub of the written resurgence known as the Black Arts Movement which sought to act as a catalyst for defining the course towards a black aesthetic. How best do we create art which exemplifies the best elements which black culture has to offer? Art by our people and for our people which takes no consideration in playing for mainstream accolade or attention.

The importance here was that it made the way for very biting social commentary far and away different from the manner in which such anger was expressed by previous generations of black artists in either the Harlem Renaissance or Abolitionist era. There was a yearning to show that assimilation into the mainstream need not be our primary objective.

fact is stranger than fiction
here in america in the year of 1973
many black people don’t even know how
we came to this land

some black people believe that
we were the first people
to fly
and that we came first class.

~ Worldview

Still in all my talk of the seriousness of this work, I don’t want anyone to lose sight of the humor, wit, sarcasm, or irony that Haki draws upon so often. It lives in the classic tradition of signifyin’ while still being entirely self reflective in its goal. In other words, his best joke on you is a loving barb. A pin prick that you might notice how much more he has to draw to your awareness. There is a chapter in the previously mentioned Nommo text by Carolyn M. Rodgers which I at first found humorous, but which now seems all too relevant to Haki’s approach to the writing. I plan to assemble it into a blog post of its own in the future.

brothers
i
under/overstand
the situation:

i mean–
u bes hitten the man hard
all day long
a stone revolutionary, “a full time revolutionary.”
tellen the man how bad u is
& what u goin ta do
& how u goin ta do it.

it must be a bitch
to be able to do all that
talken. (& not one irregular breath fr/yr/mouth)
being so
forceful & all
to the man’s face (the courage)
& u not even cracken a smile (realman)

i know,
the sisters just don’t
understand the
pressure u is under.

&
when u ask for a piece
of leg/
it’s not for yr/self
but for
yr/people—-it keeps u going
& anyway u is a revolutionary
& she wd be doin
a revolutionary thing.

that sister dug it
from the beginning,
had an early-eye.
i mean
she really had it together
when she said:
go fuck yr/self nigger.

now
that was
revolutionary.

~ The Revolutionary Screw (for my blacksisters)

Let “GroundWork” serve as a marker and reminder of the legacy we have built in black literature. Another foothold serving as a firm foundation for the work we still have left to do in this world. As you traverse his journey, consider your own evolution. Are you willing to go through the changes? Be meditative, reflective and mindful along the way. Find where you are wrong and develop a constructive and meaningful way to express it to the world that you may veer another wayward soul back on course. Are you willing to think critically about each of your decisions as they affect all members of the community to which you commit yourself? If you are, then you too may be ready to begin assembling your GroundWork.

if i make mistakes
tell me about them while i live
don’t wait until i have left this earth
and then accuse me of contradictions
i may not have been aware of.

~ Life Poems #75

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Review: Black Power: The Politics of Liberation

by The AOMuse

Black Power: The Politics of LiberationBlack Power: The Politics of Liberation by Stokely Carmichael

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

In his 1992 Afterword, Charles Hamilton penned a response to the prevailing criticisms that Black Power was responsible for “highlighting racial divisions”, “eschewing coalitions with whites”, attempting “to kick whites out of the civil rights movement”, and being “anti-white, defeatist, and bitterly rejecting the civil rights movement’s traditional goal of integration”. While the rest of the afterword holds a patient and intellectual argument for the continued necessity of Black Power, one can sense in his retort that these critiques were particularly blistering for Hamilton and that he had argued the point many times before.

“No matter that some explanations focused on the denial of these charges and attempted to discuss the concept in terms of viable pluralist American politics. No matter that painstaking efforts were made to point out the years of inability of blacks to enter viable coalitions with other groups, coalitions that would recognize and respect the legitimate needs and complaints of black Americans. Many Black Power advocates tried to make the case that blacks have always understood the necessity for coalitions, but all too often those efforts were thwarted, and blacks, because of their relatively weak status, were unable to do much about this. Where were the viable coalitional partners in the 1930′s when black organizations (the NAACP and the National Urban League, most prominently) virtually pleaded with their white allies to include agricultural workers and domestic servants–not only blacks, but all such workers–in the social insurance provisions of the landmark Social Security Act of 1935? Those allies deserted them. Where were the coalition partners when blacks were persuaded not to push for the end to racial discrimination even while liberals urged blacks to support (as blacks did) a meaningful Full Employment Bill? And, when the 1960′s arrived, where were the enlightened allies when the racially integrated Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party sought to challenge the white racist Mississippi State Party at the 1964 Democratic National Convention? In each instance, the message was clear: Black Americans were not politically strong enough to convince their potential allies to go along with them. The message was equally clear that the fundamental interests of blacks would be subordinated to those interests of more powerful forces in the society.”

The sentiment of this passage along with others expressed by Hamilton in the afterword provides a reworked closing argument for rethinking the role which Black Power should play in the present era. In recounting the mistakes in he and Ture’s initial analysis and trajectory, he provides a lens through which we might view the events of the past and the future anew. He speaks to the scenario in which Black Power might have seemed philosophically different for those who are working towards its establishment. Whereas they may have had a socialist orientation and the goal of a more open society attached to their original outlook, it might be just as easily argued that black capitalism and black power are one and the same. This turned out to be the most gripping and transformative portion of the text for me because I was able to evaluate two recent political phenomena in the context of theories explored in the original text: Obama’s election and charter schools.

During the course of the election of Barack Obama, we saw a sweeping proclamation of a grassroots uprising; a coalition of Black, Latino, White, LGBT, and all other manner of liberal left leaning forces creating a groundswell tide that were to sweep President Obama from his humble roots as a community organizer and member of the founding advisory board at Public Allies through state and federal Senatorial roles direct into the White House. I am not going argue the point whether there are any significant “roots” remaining in that “grass” for I think we have other outlets which have vetted that point thoroughly. I will examine where black people stand nearly 4 years hence.

For 4 years, we have had challengers both in and outside of our community whom have shouted down the naysayers with cries of “He’s not simply the President of Black America. He’s the President of all America.” A hollow argument at best. If we examine this statement in the context of the chapter “The Myths of Coalition”, we are able to clearly see how the same coalition which beseeched us to “get on the bus” when many in our community were initially mistrusting of organizing around a black candidate and were ready to vote for any available Clinton have now deserted us in our pleas with the President to attend to the needs of our community. Are we markedly different from any other special interest group in need of social uplift? No. But we have been conned into accepting a weakened position as window decoration for a mythic coalition of American populism.

On charter schools, we have not fared much better. Whereas once we were organized around the goal of improvement for the conditions of our neighborhood schools as discussed in the chapter “The Search for New Forms” regarding such a case at I.S. 201 in Harlem, we have now created an educational crap shoot. If you cannot locate a viable school in your neighborhood, you can search out one of the many available magnet, private, or charter options perhaps a few buses or trains away. Less the case with private schools although it can happen, even when you settle on a magnet or charter school, your child could be in a few years before you realize that their skills are either not improving or regressing and perhaps by then the state will release a new report card and the Sun Times will do a “special investigation” to tell you that you rolled a 7 instead of an 11.

Individual gain in a capitalist system will inevitably be purchased at a social cost. The arguments in the charter movement are largely positioned in artificial opposition to each other. Every so often a test case will bubble to the surface at one of these schools which will show that a child from a broken home or damaging neighborhood environment can still be educated to succeed when given the right tools in their educational space to reach those goals. Still when we question why the tools in all schools are not simply improved to offer a greater supply of children the same success, we often hear the argument that the school is not a parent or that education does not end at its doors. Which is it? Can we save more students through education or not? We will never be able to have it both ways no matter how much mental justification we afford ourselves for accepting this as “just the way things are”. Douglass, DuBois, Harrison, Garvey, and Shabazz all stood in agreement on the matter.

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Review: Why Black People Tend to Shout: Cold Facts and Wry Views from a Black Man’s World

by The AOMuse

Why Black People Tend to Shout: Cold Facts and Wry Views from a Black Man's WorldWhy Black People Tend to Shout: Cold Facts and Wry Views from a Black Man’s World by Ralph Wiley

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

When I was a young man in my early teens, I encountered this text as one of the first reads that my mother allowed me to pull from the shelves of African American literature at some local Waldenbooks or Barnes and Noble. It remains my favorite collection of essays for both nostalgia’s sake along with how well it lent itself as the basis for a great deal of my early opinions and philosophical investigation. Wiley struck me as the curious and opinionated sort which are not bad qualities for a journalist and sportswriter. This is the sort of thing that was necessary for me who had spent much of his time seated in the company of more adults than children offering my views on current events.

As I review the text again with new eyes as I find myself doing with all previously studied works, there is much that finds itself outdated about the text. These essays live entombed in time where they were written and for what purpose they were intended. Not unlike any other published collection of column writings, but if one is a student of history as am I, they can find some wonderful gems in here which will connect readily with other points of study. Along the way, you will laugh and wince and occasionally feel odd shaped or uncomfortable for Wiley is witty and humorous and solemn and honest all throughout.

Social critique in the era of the blogosphere is fast becoming an undervalued art as everyone imagines that they are capable of doing such a thing, but here lies a study in a classical method of critique knowing that your ultimate goal is to assist your audience with understanding and comprehending the unfamiliar if they are daring enough to walk with you to the end. If we are not both made a little uncomfortable by the journey, we will not be able to readjust readily to one another’s presence in a way that is fair and just to the both of us.

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