Note: If you enjoy reading, this write-up should not be considered too long for your powers of consciousness. Shit is about MLK, Malcolm X, and James Baldwin. So don’t give me that TL-DR bullshit. You’re not in the first fucking grade. Read. Goddamnit.
Title: The Flower of The Weed; The Seed of Every Sun
Everybody honors MLK today because he was a student of peace who fought against hatred with love despite simultaneously entangled in a poesy of mixed emotions derived from the indignation of a hardcore life experience. MLK was a straight up peace monger. MLK believed in peace all the way. To say MLK was a disenfranchised black man would be incorrect; despite fashionable in this context, that word cannot suffice to illustrate MLK’s former carnal plight. See––MLK was an ardent seeker of a few or so most sadly coveted freedoms that had escaped him his whole life because he was a man with black skin in the wrong country at the wrong time, and so despite the ostensible promise of his nation’s constitution to ensure these freedoms for him: peace, equality, safety, opportunity, and respect. MLK was an obvious equalitarian who, despite receiving countless threats and insults of patent Afrophobia, seized all of his ephemeral enemies or, his future brothers and sisters as he saw them, by the vena canvas of each and every heart, to make the free world of America feel his pain at large and to respect his strength dido. The man committed himself to public service, and in that pursuit he helped to kibosh long cemented ideas of grassroots processed racism with grace behind a mic, manifest wisdom for the ages to remember, charm like few can swing quite simply put, and a celestial aura of altruistic can-do, which itself seemed so often juxtaposed with literal anglicism and selflessness; the man at times could virtually sparkle when he spoke; everyone knew he was a special guy. To have successfully bridged perceptions of power with definitions of meekness in great irony as a member of a legally consigned underclass in this nation, and to do that without impeding the efficiency of a mission that transcended him, MLK had to be one hell of a human. MLK refused to believe that systematic white-on-black oppression was empathetically irreversible because he recognized that all humans in this world, including the most hateful among us, the most fearful, and the most ignorant, intended to be good. MLK was a tremendously devout man who studied the words of Jesus Christ as a doctor of theology, and he modeled his own behavior in life after the Divine example of that paragon. Would anyone turn a cheek to a striking hand, or forgive the ignorant for bonafide evils, or make the ultimate sacrifice for altruism, it was gonna be MLK. And lo and behold, that is precisely what he did.
Having said all that about MLK, I must now expand the providence of my concerns, for there was another devout man who was contemporaries with MLK, and perhaps this man was equally as important for causing civil rights to change for the better in the USA, although he tends to receive less praise for doing that. He has his own national holiday, too, kind of MLK, but unlike with the latter, not all of the nation chooses to observe it. He has a few streets out there named after him. Maybe a park or 2 or more. Some other things, too. This man that I speak of was a Muslim, not a Christian, but precisely a Sunni, and in contrast to MLK’s equalitarianism, this man was an Afrocentrist, and by no means was he a white apologist. His name was Malcolm X. Malcolm X made it abundantly clear to all people throughout the world that in his opinion which was shared by many, the white man was the black man’s only problem in the United States of America. This contested a somewhat popular opinion that said it was actually the other way around. Malcolm X opined that it was not the case that the black man at large often struggled due to his own shortcomings, but rather due to the systematic oppression of the black race by hateful white practitioners of an exclusivist white culture that routinely conditioned racism upon unfranchised colored people without any guilt, shame or risk of legal reprimand by any authority of law. Essentially, Malcolm X proclaimed with gusto that the majority composing white populace in the United States was at complete fault for the hardships of black citizens. Malcolm X said that the minority black populace in America was purely innocent on all famous white charges, such as sinfulness, stupidity, immorality, and slothfulness. Malcolm X maintained that the black populace was egregiously exploited and shamelessly scapegoated for America’s faults despite being culturally contributional to the pan-American culture of almost all citizens via straight up black invented assets of golden wool such as jazz, rhythm and blues, and even rock and roll itself. Moreover, black athletes were now kicking ass already in almost all the major sports at the highest levels. People like George Washington Carver somehow abounded before slavery had even ended. People like James Baldwin were carrying the torch of the African American tradition in popular literature. Malcolm X did not understand racist logic––you see; when it came to the question, he thought black people were too talented by nature to be sequestered into lives of numerous detriments with so little in most cases to work with. The fact that geniuses did emerge in the black community despite racism during his lifetime and before it, physically, mentally, spiritually and otherwise––it meant more to him as a proud member of his minority race than some majority dwellers can conceive is possible, which is really just sad but true. This was never a question to Malcolm X. Are we worth this as black people? That’s why he never rested. He knew the answer was yes. Malcolm X also cited that blacks were ever constantly it seemed getting at least harassed or even injured/sometimes killed by scared white Afrophobics, white hate groups like the KKK, and ironically unbilled for hate groups like police departments. According to Malcolm X, blacks in the USA were tragically outnumbered by one race in particular that did not respect racial equality as per its norm at least per capita, and thus, he said, blacks in the USA have been defaultively despised for centuries, and thoroughly wronged by whites to start since as far back as the slave trade first began.
Throughout his career as a civil rights leader, Malcolm X spoke on a poverty of justice that was keeping black Americans down. He confounded this poverty of justice with an affluence of indifference for the deeds of good white people, and he let this become one of his trademarks. Malcolm X found no allies in white skin. He wanted none to begin with, and he turned down all olive branch offers that came his way from white voices, including some of the most prominent voices of his day. Even notable white sympathizers to black social causes such as JFK were deemed as worse than negligent by Malcolm X. In fact Malcolm X chose salty words of satisfaction in response to JFK’s assassination. It’s true. And a lot of blacks felt bad for that white man named JFK, according to surveys that were taken and certain responses by black interest groups. The only white man in history who seems to have secured Malcolm X’s respect was the famous abolitionist John Brown, according to the complete record of Malcolm X’s many statements. He had lofty words to say for that guy. But even white protesters in the civil rights movement who approached Malcolm X for instruction were swiftly advised by him to fuck off and to go back home. Malcolm X was a very confident, smart, well-read, dignity driven, original thinking type of man whose numerous Afrocentric ideas for transforming the culture of the black populace in the United States made him both a visionary and a legitimate threat to the status quo’s soft and illusory authority of control over the people. Malcolm X was many things but nothing in the way of bullshit, and his polarizing convictions and his Earth shaking recommendations for the masses unfortunately came to undo him. Malcolm X desired a FUBU movement for a new Africa in America; he called it “[going back to Africa]” but it was doing so without doing so if you know what that means. Thus––he demanded austere psycho-social-religious reformations of black culture in the USA which he believed could stimulate the geo-political economy at large for black people by increasing the quality of life for blacks in America via identity conceptualization and reconstruction as a people. Malcolm X was a visionary and he could see a plan in mind for pretty much everything. Unfortunately not everyone was on board, including some who had wished to sink his ship. Indeed––Malcolm X was assassinated by oppositional black members of the Nation of Islam in 1965. Malcolm X was famously a former member of that getup; until he switched denominations to become a Sunni, the Nation of Islam was a focal point of Malcolm X’s religious experience. The Nation of Islam would come to be interpreted, though, as softline enablers of racism by Malcolm X, who by that point criticized the organization for its lack of responsiveness to civil rights atrocities of the times including revelations of LAPD violence. Malcolm X saw his death coming in his twilight year, and he predicted his fall, as well as the affiliating source of his killers. The murder was a black–on–black crime. But as the famous black fiction author and personal friend of Malcolm X James Baldwin put things in his own words, it was the white rape of Africa that gave credence to all divisions between Malcolm X and his fatal detractors in the Nation of Islam. The issue of this ethosic conflict between black men of competing creeds for the same OG which led to the death of Malcolm X itself, was a manifestation of caucasian responsibility in the author’s opinion. He blamed the assassination on white supremacy. He was in London getting hounded by reporters who wanted his opinion on the assassination. In good sense Baldwin was right on the money.
In conclusion, there could never only be one inside the woodwork of us all who may outweigh the bane of each of all. The bane of each of all is to understand the spectrum of successes without consigning one’s vocational residence to the dominion of one’s failures. And the bane of each of all is an individual mission that each of us all must honor with or without dignity and grace. Not just anyone can be an MLK. Not just anyone can be a Malcolm X. Not just anyone would even ever wish to be either man. Both men died by exercising the freedom of speech unto the point of no return for the sake of expanding freedoms in general. Each man sacrificed everything he had just to show the world what he thought on how to fix the numerous civil inequalities of the American condition. To do this on par with the success of either man’s life mission, it would take the guts of many bellies, the heart of a blue whale, and the nerve of a killer whale, but also the passion of a Broadway thespian, the common experience of one’s own landsmen, empathy, compassion, a working moral compass, a strong linguistic command of the national language, a special intelligence, especially social intelligence, judiciousness, efficiency of self, eloquence, common wisdom, and popular insight. All of these things must be had in order to change the world via mostly just words. That is if protests and marches are both actions that you inspire. Therefore actions may outweigh the values of any words, but only words may appraise the former, and without the latter, the former loses all of its functions if consciousness may define the cost of losses. Actions may be loud enough to inspire reactions that may either be verbal or physical, but only words may inspire infinite reactions because words may sometimes be timeless whereas actions can only be historical. Therefore, actions speak louder than words, but words can live much longer.
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