There are new pirates today, sporting
new weaponry. They manipulate language to justify, legitimize,
and control all the treasure they have pillaged. Once considered
unlawful, greedy stateless pillagers, they have now become distinguished
“gentlemen” and “gentlewomen” and their vested interest in controlling
people and resources has made them acceptable partners (in crime?)
with statesmen and stateswomen alike. They are as warlike as
any a pirate of old. They have taken hold of tropes, images,
motifs, symbols, and with them the American citizenry’s imagination.
The deployment and re-deployment of tropes represent the stealth
weaponry of modern-day pirates.
In this age of terror there, terror here,
terror everywhere, these pirates want to assure themselves of
the average “Joe's” or “Jane’s” cooperation in this partnership
between corporations and government institutions. Thus, mega-cultural
narratives are always in demand for these discourses (institutionalized
discourses), telling the masses who they are and who are “others.”
In short, it does not suggest what you are to think; it demands
that you take sides and that you belong to one side or the other.
Often, you have no choice in the matter if you are an orphan or
poor, or a woman or gay or lesbian, or you are among the majority
of racial or religious groups conquered by those who have a dominate
narrative that speaks of their “innocence” and your “evil.”
Everything is about controlling the power
to control thought. Controlling mega narratives consists of deploying
and re-deploying “tropes,” images and words, stealthy weaponry
to coerce the masses to live in accordance with the interests
of the conglomerate of pirates.
The repetitious deployment of certain
tropes restricts our empathy toward those depicted as subordinate
or evil, for example, women, gays and lesbians, racial different
groups, Latino/Latina immigrants, the poor and working class.
Vote fraud is the newest battle
cry in the war on terror instigated by the pirates determined,
in this case, to maintain the subjugation of Black and Latino
Americans. Writes a veteran political organizer, vote fraud is
“what happens when too many Black and Latino voters register or
show up at the polls.” It is of little relevance that not “a single
case where people casting fraudulent ballots came anywhere near
tipping a federal election.” That is a fact and evidence of reality
to be whitewashed with the words vote fraud and the terrifying
image of Black and Latino voters lining up by the droves to cast
those ballots—for democrats! Wrong doing: They are stealing
elections! Behind the outcry and imaginative images of Blacks
and Latinos casting ballots is the reality of voter suppression.
The photographed and filmed images of Blacks and Latinos standing
in long lines under heavy rainfall well into the evening to cast
a vote only to be turned away by pollsters—well, the general public
need not be burdened with those images. The conglomeration of
news pirates cannot televise those images on the nightly news.
This is the real tragedy. The U.S. citizenry
feels no urge to register protest, to recognize in these victims
of voter suppression a denial of everyone’s right to vote, or
to recognize the terrorist threat to the idea of democracy in
this country. Blacks and Latinos are in the space just to the
back of, just to the side of, right in the blind spot of white
American’s collective conscious—a space best handled by Dick Cheney
who, by his own admission, resides on the “dark side, if you will.”
The deployment of such tropes of imagery
and its accompanying words—vote fraud!—stimulates the collective
imagination to recall previous images of “looting” Blacks during
a hurricane. Thus, Blacks and Latinos creeping about voting polls
to steal votes becomes real and assures silence on the part of
white America, the “innocent” citizenry depicted in the mega-narratives’
representations of good and evil. These tropes serve as a distraction,
hiding the reality of voter suppression, and most importantly,
concealing the modern-day narrative sacrifice of Blacks and Latinos.
The mega-narratives of innocence are
intended to relegate us to peripheral spaces, metaphoric dark
corners wherein our “subhuman” attributes generates the necessary
fear and terror to provoke the white American collective conscious
(represented by tropes of innocence and purity) to assist in maintaining
these spaces. Do not imagine these are opposing tropes, for they
are one and the same aspects (romantic dream/gothic nightmare)
of the same mega-narrative of innocence. The nightmare is what
is sacrificed: genocide waged against Native Americans, enslavement
of Africans, lynching, rape, exploitation and white Affirmative
Action. The romantic dreams, on the other hand, speak of fathers
and their fathers who worked hard, abided by the values and morals
of the nation, and deserved the right to everything good this
nation has to offer.
The real nightmare, however, is the reality
of inadequate schools, poorly funded neighborhoods, the criminal
justice system, high unemployed rates or uninsured low-waged work,
and a central condition of the chronic indifference of pirates
and citizenry alike. Americans pay a passing glance to the altars
of sacrifice: the ghettos, barrios, and the growing prison industrial
complex that has expanded to include detention centers for Muslims
around the world and even American citizens. Michael Chertoff,
the man who cannot respond aggressively to the needs of Black
citizens in New Orleans, spends his days as Secretary for Homeland
Security sending out tropes to rounding up Latino/a immigrants
who are “stealing” jobs in the U.S., below the minimum wage jobs,
at that! Immigration and Customs Enforcement respond in kind to
these images by raiding homes and places of employment and covering
the air and sea between here and Mexico or Latin America with
the Latino/a who have dreams too. But the dream of the narrative
of innocence does not extent to them. For them, there is the brutality
of mothers forcefully separated from their American born children,
the unfairness of arresting a hard-working father at his place
of employment, best kept in the dark. These, too, are images
that the pirates will not televise.
Jack Abramoff calls the Mississippi Band
of Chockaw Indians “monkeys.” But he is described as a regular
guy otherwise. He was a patriot who, as chair of the College
National Republican Committee, was given the opportunity to speak
to the National Republican Convention in support of Ronald Reagan.
The latter, as Governor of California, established a moral agenda
to rid the state of the likes of a professor, Angela Davis. The
whiteness of the heads rolling in the Abramoff case all have a
space in the narrative of innocence as stars. They are innocence
itself—until they over do it and expose a paradoxical revelation
of evil, too blindingly honest to absorb. So the pirates of newspeak
disseminate tropes which ultimately define such a character and
his behavior as a singular event.
These individual men become “darkened”
figures in a “human” tragedy rather than white racist men who
represent a lot of white Americans. They can get away with so
much “stealing” because they are just regular “people” who partook
too much of the bounty and did not think to share the loot with
the white middle class.
Don Imus is another regular guy who was
honored by Senator James McCain and John Kerry and Barack Obama
before hurtled racist and sexist remarks about the Black women
on the Rutgers University basketball team. MSNBC gave him employment.
He received a salary above the minimum wage—way above. He lived
well and was able to be.
How many Blacks, particularly Black women
(aside from Oprah) have been given such a platform? Black women
who have been battling the fantastically nightmarish tropes deployed
against their lived experiences were not given a platform to respond
to Imus’ comments. I do not hear anyone suggesting that he be
replaced by a Black woman who would be allowed to be—to be Black—and
speak honestly about the origins of Imus’ images of Black women.
Imus did not speak with a stealthy tongue;
he was too coarse for the new era of terror. News pirates had
to rescue the moment and echo Imus’ explanation for his outburst:
Gansta Rap. The origin of his remarks is not Gansta Rap, a particular
brand of Hip-Hop, given a central location because it assists
in the demonization of Black women. Gansta Rap and the narrative
of innocence are interdependent. The latter provides a space
for the creation and the dissemination of tropes that speak and
represent Black women as “bitches and hos.”
Blackness is the original symbol of fear,
terror, evil, and violence. Among the potential sacrificial candidates,
Black people, by virtue of our skin color, are perfect representatives
for the imaginative site of transgression. I remember a couple
of years ago watching the film Frieda about the life of
Frieda Kahlo at a white liberal colleague. In the film, Kahlo
has an affair with a young classmate when she is a teenager.
Along with her marriage to Diego Rivera, the film represents with
her affairs with Trotsky, an unnamed white woman, and Josephine
Baker. While Baker and Kahlo are engaged in sex, my colleague
informed me that Baker was a known whore. “She slept with anyone.”
I know this older white woman did not listen to Gansta Rap.
The message is the same, only the faces
have changed to present desperate young Black men “educated” by
the pirates tropes to trade their mothers, sisters, and daughters
for Cadillacs, mansions, and gold chains—to, in fact, replicate
the appropriation of Black labor in the kidnapping and selling
of their own people to merchant pirates. But the narrative of
innocence prohibits remembrance of the historical crimes of the
pirates, just as it deliberately forces Black children to forget
themselves. “To control a people,” John Henrik Clarke wrote, “you
must first control what they think about themselves and how they
regard their history and culture. And when your conqueror makes
you ashamed of your culture and your history, he needs no prison
walls and no chains to hold you.” Only remain in the “dark corner”
of their narrative of history.
Seung-Hui Cho’s crime, interpreted by
news pundits/pirates became spectacle, and as such, it has its
place in the narrative of innocence. Privileged descriptions
of Cho as a “loner” and a “mentally ill” young man, masked his
own reference to being “bullied.” Bullying does not justify killing
but what does “bullying” mean in the life of a Korean in the U.S.?
Should we not de-code “bullying”? And if we did, would we not
come close to understanding the experiences of so many Blacks,
Latinos, Asians, and Muslims in the U.S. of being relegated to
dark corners and being punched from every which way? Is there
something in the way George W. Bush responds to uncooperative
leaders around the world?
It is sad to hear of the death of anyone.
The death of young people is even worse to accept. But young
people the same age are killed or commit suicide daily in the
ghettos and barrios of U.S. cities. Do American citizens grief
for them? Shootings and bombings take place daily in Iraq. Two
to three times as many women and children are killed, and McCain
sings: “bomb, bomb, bomb Iran” next! It’s an adventure, a patriotic
duty to spread American democracy to the Middle East.
What do the people in Iraq really want? The roar of Blackwater’s
trucks, loaded with billions of dollars, is too loud to hear them
asking for a restoration of water, food, and electricity, for
an end to the occupation by U.S. troops and private contractors,
and for an end to the killing!
But these deaths and those of the young
in the ghettos and barrios are “different,” according to the narrative.
Race matters. The whiteness of innocence is real death for those
who are to remain in the dark corners of the narrative of innocence.
We are not playing with fictive images of terror—but with real
terror! The Louisiana State government indulges in the national
narrative and falls in line with sacrificing Blackness as a prerequisite
to their dream of vanilla city—New Orleans. There is no outrage
like that heard when Ray Nagin uttered words provoking the image
of a “chocolate city.”
The new pirates are not wordsmiths; they
are thieves of the Word and the gift of human imagination. They
craft stealthy language to make hollowed spirits of the oppressed
and privileged alike. In the mega-narrative, all Americans are
not equal and democracy is not a dream of everyone. Privilege
matters. White privilege. This is the narrative deployed around
the world, signed by those who are in control of the discourse.
But all is not bad news. The power of
this tyrannical narrative of innocence is not absolute; it is
not invincible, for “where there is power,” Foucault tells us,
“there is resistance.” This resistance is never in a position
of exteriority in relation to power.” We have spoken to power
time and time again and our words have shown our strength and
ingenuity.
We know the pirates cannot speak for
us, and they certainly cannot be allowed to represent us to ourselves
and the world. Do not abdicate our powerful task of resistance
by saying we cannot recall, cannot remember over and over again.
Remembering our tradition of radicalism frees us from the dark
corners and, thus, de-centers the narrative of innocence. This
power rests in our hearts and minds.
BC Columnist Dr.
Jean Daniels writes a column for The City Capital Hues in Madison
Wisconsin and is a Lecturer at Madison Area Technical College,
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