What is the Solution?

I have been debating whether or not to even write about how I truly feel about the senseless murders of our people both by the police and by those who are members of our community for days. With each passing moment, I am confronted with thoughts of what I would do if one of my four sons or my fiancé was taken away from me by either some brainwashed hoodlum or by a so called officer of the law and I honestly don’t know. From where I sit this morning as a mother, I am afraid to “go there”. In the deep recesses of my spirit I know and recognize that my fury would not be extinguished by marching, singing, praying, or protesting. I would be out for blood and would essentially give away my freedom for a few moments of unbridled revenge. There would be no peace because I know I would not have any justice.

But what is the solution? I have read and listened to endless arguments about the best or most effective course of action. Is is boycotting the racist corporations and systems that continue to feed off our communities like vampires? Is it to initiate violence against those that are violent against us? Is it to pack up and leave Amerikka altogether and start anew in Africa, Costa Rica, or another country? Is it separation?

In my heart of hearts, I honestly believe that unity on all levels must occur before we will ever see any real change. And I am not talking about just uniting to talk—I am talking about uniting in all areas and becoming self -contained. But most of our people will not give up the comforts of their present slavery to join with their own people to become autonomous and therein lies our problem. We see the problems but are not willing to go the extra mile to affect positive change. We will support a black owned business once or twice but not consistently. We will not pool our resources because we fear someone else may get more than we do. We cannot even have a disagreement without throwing our own sistar or brotha under the damn bus. There is so much work that needs to be done within our communities, it is ridiculous. But, there is no excuse for the lack of progression. Yes, social constructs have been built by design but there is information readily available for us to learn and grow.

So, where does that leave me? I am positive that I know enough brothas and sistars who will work to improve our conditions and they are my focus from now on. Time is of the essence. I am going to focus my energy on making sure my Tribe in equipped to face this world and be liberated and for my family abroad, we will be connecting to initiate change. I don’t have any energy to work with people who are filled with emotion but refuse to put in any work for the benefit of our greater good. They would rather wait on some guy to come down from the sky that to tackle the issues at hand. As I have said so many times before, no one is coming to save us. We have to save ourselves. Maybe the videos of our people being murdered before our eyes has shaken the core of some and caused them to desire to do something, maybe not. Either way, the ball is in our court.

 

Hetepu,

Ashaki Ma’at Mirembe Ali

 

 

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