Jenerali Ulimwengu: Waafrika bado tunajidhalilisha wenyewe kwa kuendeleza 'utumwa'

[Zak Malang]

WANAJAMVI:

Hii ya Jenerali safari hii ni kali kweli kweli – kwani sikioni kisicho cha ukweli kuhusu sisi Waafrika.

Tangu zama tulionewa sana -- utumwa, kutawaliwa, na sasa tunendeleza kujidhalilisha sisi wenyewe kwa kujitia utumwani. Utumwa wetu uko katika fikira – mental enslavement, na hiyo ni mbaya na hatari sana kuliko hata physical enslavement.

Kweli kabisa ule usemi: MIAFRIKA NDIVYO ILIVYO!

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Black skin, white masks: 60 years down the road, we're still slaves

By JENERALI ULIMWENGU

If there is something that has done greater damage to the African than even the most brutal forms of physical and material abuse, it is the mental enslavement, the utter psychological annihilation, the cultural strangulation and the spiritual emasculation that foreign invaders visited on us, and which we have apparently agreed to perpetuate.

The foreign marauders, whose intentions toward Africa have always been, and continue to be dishonourable, did everything they could to plunder everything of material value, employing guile and ruse, cajolery and subterfuge, but ever ready to employ massive, disproportionate force at the slightest hint of African resistance. Then they mowed down Africans as if they were flies and moved on their conquering march with clear consciences.

A few of these barbarous acts have been chronicled, and in this way we get to learn of the terrible fates of the Herero of Namibia, the Ndebele of Zimbabwe, the Gikuyu of Kenya, the Makonde of Mozambique and the Bakongo of Angola and Congo. But these were perhaps the most egregious of a generalised criminal enterprise, which spread right across the continent.

The physical brutality was real enough, and its effects in terms of people killed and material wealth destroyed, appropriated and externalised were catastrophic. But these fade in importance when considered against what the African psyche suffered. We were not the first people in history to be taken into slavery: Yarns of Ben Hur, or a gang of escapees willing the Red Sea to part, tell us that slavery was there ever since one group of men found the means of lording it over another.

That's why the man with the ferrous filings on his head, Don King, could afford to say, "Ain't nothing ever was wrong with slav'ry; it was a matter of eekaanamiks." Of course it was, but the fact is we weren't the first victims, although we seem determined to remain the only ones still around.

It's our spiritual destruction that hurts to this day. The foreign invader extracted our spirit from our forebears and appropriated it, then made the zombies he had created work for him (which was bad) and worship him (which was calamitous). He gave us his names: Don King should probably be called Mobutu Sese Seko, a kindred spirit, and Jesse Jackson would be, say, Umfundisi Siyabonga, an African in America.

What's in a name, you will ask, and I will tell you never to put your trust in what the English forked tongues say, for they are the same people who said something about giving a dog a bad name and hanging him. Seriously, of all the races that were kidnapped, lured, deceived, bribed or starved (remember the Irish?) into making the passage to America, only Africans shed their names. How many of them must be envying that Luo boy in 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue: Obama sounds just as good as Negroponte, MacNamara or Schwarzenegger.

The shedding of our names and the adoption of strange names goes with other attitudes, such as the feeling that we cannot do anything to better our lot without foreign assistance; the belief that even our resources can only have value if we hand them to the foreigner, who will then give us whatever he thinks we deserve.

Our self-derision has taken on drastic forms. Of course there are too many negative things that carry the adjective black, so our people want things to be white: Their skins (which they bleach at the risk of depleting the protective dermis; two African presidents in Malabo recently looked bleached); we prefer very white maize flour, which even the rats in our granaries don't eat because it has no nutrients; we say our heart is "white" to mean we are happy or sincere.

Then in Johannesburg, a South African woman (formerly black) will swear to you she has never been to Africa. That's what the white masters told her: Africa is north of the Limpopo, and you are lucky you don't belong there.

Source: The East African

 

[Zak Malang]

WANAJAMVI:

Hii ya Jenerali safari hii ni kali kweli kweli – kwani sikioni kisicho cha ukweli kuhusu sisi Waafrika.

Tangu zama tulionewa sana -- utumwa, kutawaliwa, na sasa tunendeleza kujidhalilisha sisi wenyewe kwa kujitia utumwani. Utumwa wetu uko katika fikira – mental enslavement, na hiyo ni mbaya na hatari sana kuliko hata physical enslavement.

Kweli kabisa ule usemi: MIAFRIKA NDIVYO ILIVYO!

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Black skin, white masks: 60 years down the road, we're still slaves

By JENERALI ULIMWENGU

If there is something that has done greater damage to the African than even the most brutal forms of physical and material abuse, it is the mental enslavement, the utter psychological annihilation, the cultural strangulation and the spiritual emasculation that foreign invaders visited on us, and which we have apparently agreed to perpetuate.

The foreign marauders, whose intentions toward Africa have always been, and continue to be dishonourable, did everything they could to plunder everything of material value, employing guile and ruse, cajolery and subterfuge, but ever ready to employ massive, disproportionate force at the slightest hint of African resistance. Then they mowed down Africans as if they were flies and moved on their conquering march with clear consciences.

A few of these barbarous acts have been chronicled, and in this way we get to learn of the terrible fates of the Herero of Namibia, the Ndebele of Zimbabwe, the Gikuyu of Kenya, the Makonde of Mozambique and the Bakongo of Angola and Congo. But these were perhaps the most egregious of a generalised criminal enterprise, which spread right across the continent.

The physical brutality was real enough, and its effects in terms of people killed and material wealth destroyed, appropriated and externalised were catastrophic. But these fade in importance when considered against what the African psyche suffered. We were not the first people in history to be taken into slavery: Yarns of Ben Hur, or a gang of escapees willing the Red Sea to part, tell us that slavery was there ever since one group of men found the means of lording it over another.

That's why the man with the ferrous filings on his head, Don King, could afford to say, "Ain't nothing ever was wrong with slav'ry; it was a matter of eekaanamiks." Of course it was, but the fact is we weren't the first victims, although we seem determined to remain the only ones still around.

It's our spiritual destruction that hurts to this day. The foreign invader extracted our spirit from our forebears and appropriated it, then made the zombies he had created work for him (which was bad) and worship him (which was calamitous). He gave us his names: Don King should probably be called Mobutu Sese Seko, a kindred spirit, and Jesse Jackson would be, say, Umfundisi Siyabonga, an African in America.

What's in a name, you will ask, and I will tell you never to put your trust in what the English forked tongues say, for they are the same people who said something about giving a dog a bad name and hanging him. Seriously, of all the races that were kidnapped, lured, deceived, bribed or starved (remember the Irish?) into making the passage to America, only Africans shed their names. How many of them must be envying that Luo boy in 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue: Obama sounds just as good as Negroponte, MacNamara or Schwarzenegger.

The shedding of our names and the adoption of strange names goes with other attitudes, such as the feeling that we cannot do anything to better our lot without foreign assistance; the belief that even our resources can only have value if we hand them to the foreigner, who will then give us whatever he thinks we deserve.

Our self-derision has taken on drastic forms. Of course there are too many negative things that carry the adjective black, so our people want things to be white: Their skins (which they bleach at the risk of depleting the protective dermis; two African presidents in Malabo recently looked bleached); we prefer very white maize flour, which even the rats in our granaries don't eat because it has no nutrients; we say our heart is "white" to mean we are happy or sincere.

Then in Johannesburg, a South African woman (formerly black) will swear to you she has never been to Africa. That's what the white masters told her: Africa is north of the Limpopo, and you are lucky you don't belong there.

Source: The East African

PENYE HIGHLIGHT:
Once more, Jenarali at his best. Mimi amenifurahisha pale anaposema kwamba hata majina yetu ya asili sasa hatuyataki tena, tukiachilia mbali rangi zetu!.

 

[Zak Malang]

Ni kweli anavyosema Ulimwengu. Kwa kuongezea tu ni kwamba enzi zile za zamani Waafrika walikuwa wanapinga kutiwa utumwani. Aliyesoma kitabu cha Roots cha Alex Halley au aliyewahi kuiona filam yake atakubali ukweli huu. Watumwa kutoka Afrika ya Magharibi waliokuwa wakisafirishwa kupelekwa Marekani kwa meli walikuwa wanajirusha baharini na kufa kuliko kupelekwa utumwani.

Sasa hivi Waafrika wenyewe wanaingia katika vyombo hatarishi ili waende Ulaya, na wakifika baharini vyombo hivyo huzama au wao kufa njaa nk.

 

[Zak Malang]

Ni kweli anavyosema Ulimwengu. Kwa kuongezea tu ni kwamba enzi zile za zamani Waafrika walikuwa wanapinga kutiwa utumwani. Aliyesoma kitabu cha Roots cha Alex Halley au aliyewahi kuiona filam yake atakubali ukweli huu. Watumwa kutoka Afrika ya Magharibi waliokuwa wakisafirishwa kupelekwa Marekani kwa meli walikuwa wanajirusha baharini na kufa kuliko kupelekwa utumwani.

Sasa hivi Waafrika wenyewe wanaingia katika vyombo hatarishi ili waende Ulaya, na wakifika baharini vyombo hivyo huzama au wao kufa njaa nk.

Hii kali kabisa na ni ukweli mtupu. Waafrika tunatia aibu katika ulimwengu huu -- kuanzia viongozi wetu of course.

 

[Zak Malang]

Nimeipenda hii makala. Inanikumbusha makala moja niliyoisoma katika gazeti la The African iliyoandikwa na marehemu Dr Tajudeen AbdulRaheem, Mnaijeria na mwanaharakati wa umoja wa Afrika.

Alisema iwapo leo hii meli moja kutoka nje huko ilikotoka ifunge gati bandarini. Meli hiyo iwe imeandikwa SLAVE SHIP na matangazo yaenee mjini kwamba kuna meli iliyoandikwa hivyo iko bandarini inatafuta watu wa kwenda. Misururu ya watu kujiandikisha kwa ajili ya kupanda meli hiyo itakuwa mirefu sana.

 

[Sooth]

Huwa nalitafuta sana hili gazeti lakin silipati maana huwa nachanganya na la Rostam (The African?!). Jenerali ni noma, ukimsikiliza anaongelea hiz mambo chozi linaweza likateleza. Consistently consistent, always. That is Jenerali.

 

[Sooth]

Kwenye hiyo paragraph ya mwisho, amezungumzia jinsi wa-sauzi wasivyopenda kuhusishwa na afrika, na hiyo ni kweli. They refer to us as the "the rest of Africa".

 

[Keykey]

By JENERALI ULIMWENGU

Our self-derision has taken on drastic forms. Of course there are too many negative things that carry the adjective black, so our people want things to be white: Their skins (which they bleach at the risk of depleting the protective dermis; two African presidents in Malabo recently looked bleached); we prefer very white maize flour, which even the rats in our granaries don’t eat because it has no nutrients; we say our heart is “white” to mean we are happy or sincere.

Source: The East African

Hapo kwenye RED: ni akina nani hawa? mwenye info atujuze!

 

[Zak Malang]

Hapo kwenye RED: ni akina nani hawa? mwenye info atujuze!

Inawezekana akawa mtu wetu? maana siku hizi naona azidi kumeremeta.

 

[Dingswayo]

Amesema kweli kabisa. Hebu angalia watoto wanavyopewa majina ya ajabu siku hizi, mengine hayana hata maana, ili mradi yakae kivingine na sio kiafrika. Nikisikiliza wazungumzaji wengi wa Kiswahili siku hizi wanakibadili lafudhi kisikike kama Kiingereza, nadhani wanabana pua. Ukiongea Kiswahili fasihi wewe ni mshamba! Ugonjwa huu sasa umeshatapakaa mpaka kwa viongozi ambao ukiwasikiliza lazima wachanganye maneno ya kiingereza katika Kiswahili, wakati ambapo maneno ya Kiswahili yangeweza kutumiwa. Huu ni utumwa wa kupindukia kupita kiasi.

 

[Gwamahala]

Inawezekana akawa mtu wetu? maana siku hizi naona azidi kumeremeta.

Mwingine ni yupi?
Ila jamani Jenerali ni jembe la uhakika...namkubali!

 

[nyantella]

WANAJAMVI:

Hii ya Jenerali safari hii ni kali kweli kweli – kwani sikioni kisicho cha ukweli kuhusu sisi Waafrika.

Tangu zama tulionewa sana -- utumwa, kutawaliwa, na sasa tunendeleza kujidhalilisha sisi wenyewe kwa kujitia utumwani. Utumwa wetu uko katika fikira – mental enslavement, na hiyo ni mbaya na hatari sana kuliko hata physical enslavement.

Kweli kabisa ule usemi: MIAFRIKA NDIVYO ILIVYO!

*********************

Black skin, white masks: 60 years down the road, we’re still slaves

By JENERALI ULIMWENGU

If there is something that has done greater damage to the African than even the most brutal forms of physical and material abuse, it is the mental enslavement, the utter psychological annihilation, the cultural strangulation and the spiritual emasculation that foreign invaders visited on us, and which we have apparently agreed to perpetuate.

The foreign marauders, whose intentions toward Africa have always been, and continue to be dishonourable, did everything they could to plunder everything of material value, employing guile and ruse, cajolery and subterfuge, but ever ready to employ massive, disproportionate force at the slightest hint of African resistance. Then they mowed down Africans as if they were flies and moved on their conquering march with clear consciences.

A few of these barbarous acts have been chronicled, and in this way we get to learn of the terrible fates of the Herero of Namibia, the Ndebele of Zimbabwe, the Gikuyu of Kenya, the Makonde of Mozambique and the Bakongo of Angola and Congo. But these were perhaps the most egregious of a generalised criminal enterprise, which spread right across the continent.

The physical brutality was real enough, and its effects in terms of people killed and material wealth destroyed, appropriated and externalised were catastrophic. But these fade in importance when considered against what the African psyche suffered. We were not the first people in history to be taken into slavery: Yarns of Ben Hur, or a gang of escapees willing the Red Sea to part, tell us that slavery was there ever since one group of men found the means of lording it over another.

That’s why the man with the ferrous filings on his head, Don King, could afford to say, “Ain’t nothing ever was wrong with slav’ry; it was a matter of eekaanamiks.” Of course it was, but the fact is we weren’t the first victims, although we seem determined to remain the only ones still around.

It’s our spiritual destruction that hurts to this day. The foreign invader extracted our spirit from our forebears and appropriated it, then made the zombies he had created work for him (which was bad) and worship him (which was calamitous). He gave us his names: Don King should probably be called Mobutu Sese Seko, a kindred spirit, and Jesse Jackson would be, say, Umfundisi Siyabonga, an African in America.

What’s in a name, you will ask, and I will tell you never to put your trust in what the English forked tongues say, for they are the same people who said something about giving a dog a bad name and hanging him. Seriously, of all the races that were kidnapped, lured, deceived, bribed or starved (remember the Irish?) into making the passage to America, only Africans shed their names. How many of them must be envying that Luo boy in 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue: Obama sounds just as good as Negroponte, MacNamara or Schwarzenegger.

The shedding of our names and the adoption of strange names goes with other attitudes, such as the feeling that we cannot do anything to better our lot without foreign assistance; the belief that even our resources can only have value if we hand them to the foreigner, who will then give us whatever he thinks we deserve.

Our self-derision has taken on drastic forms. Of course there are too many negative things that carry the adjective black, so our people want things to be white: Their skins (which they bleach at the risk of depleting the protective dermis; two African presidents in Malabo recently looked bleached); we prefer very white maize flour, which even the rats in our granaries don’t eat because it has no nutrients; we say our heart is “white” to mean we are happy or sincere.

Then in Johannesburg, a South African woman (formerly black) will swear to you she has never been to Africa. That’s what the white masters told her: Africa is north of the Limpopo, and you are lucky you don’t belong there.

Source: The East African

I think before writing this, General Ulimwengu should have read Chika Onyeani's "The Capitalist Nigger", it is necessary for the emancipation from such low thoughts. He can borrow that from Hon. Halima J. Mdee, I wrote some where that the book is her best. it is my best too! otherwise this is a load of rubbish!

 

[Dingswayo]

I think before writing this, General Ulimwengu should have read Chika Onyeani's "The Capitalist Nigger", it is necessary for the emancipation from such low thoughts. He can borrow that from Hon. Halima J. Mdee, I wrote some where that the book is her best. it is my best too! otherwise this is a load of rubbish!

More on the book:


CAPITALIST NIGGER excels as an explosive and jarring indictment of the Black Race. Capitalist Nigger: The Road to Success (Timbuktu Publishers, September 17, 2000) asserts that the Black Race, is a consumer race and not a productive race.

Says the author, Chika Onyeani, "We are a conquered race and it is utterly foolish for us to believe that we are independent. The Black Race depends on other communities for its culture, its language, its feeding, and its clothing." "Despite enormous natural resources," according to the author, "Blacks are economic slaves because they lack the "killer-instinct" and "devil-may-care" attitude of the Caucausian, as well as the "spider web economic mentality" of the Asian."

The author is not afriad to use the most hated word, the 'N' word as a title of his book. He says, "It is not what you call me, but what I answer to, that matters most." The further asserts that "Blacks are economic slaves. We are owned lock stock and barrel by people of European-origin ... I am tired of hearing Blacks always blaming others for their lack of progress in this world; I am tired of the whining and victim-mentality. I am tired of listening to the same complaint, day in day out - racism this, racism that. It's getting us nowhere." "Africans have a stance, 'live for today, let tomorrow take care of itself and be damned' attitude," the author says. "We've become a sheep-like consumer race that depends on other communities for our culture, language, feeding, and clothing.

We've become economic slaves in Western society." CAPITALIST NIGGER reserves its harshest criticism for African leaders, who according to Onyeani, have allowed Europeans and others to pillage and plunder Africa's wealth, without anything to show for it, other than more starvation, disease, and dictatorships. "We have as little today than when most of the African countries received independence from their colonial masters," Onyeani says. CAPITALIST NIGGER is an anguished cry to the Black race to wake up, stand up and move on." "We must abandon the victim mentality baggage that we've carried for so long: the notion that somebody owes us something," the author says. "We've got to stop whining and stop begging. The Black race needs to wake up and stand on it's own feet." Says Onyeani, "We need to recognize and learn from others what it takes to succeed. We need to adopt the "devil-may-care" attitude and the "killer-instinct and whatever-it-takes attitude" of the white Caucasian, and the "spider web economic mentality" of the Asian." --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

About the Author

Onyeani is a journalist of international acclaim, distinction and recognition. A former diplomat, he is the publisher and editor-in-chief of the African Sun Times, which has received numerous awards for journalistic excellence. A sought-after speaker, Onyeani is an alumnus of several major institutions of higher learning, both in England and the United States. --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

 

[Kiranga]

Haya yote yanajulikana. Ufumbuzi uko wapi?

 

[Sooth]

I think before writing this, General Ulimwengu should have read Chika Onyeani's "The Capitalist Nigger", it is necessary for the emancipation from such low thoughts. He can borrow that from Hon. Halima J. Mdee, I wrote some where that the book is her best. it is my best too! otherwise this is a load of rubbish!

I haven't read the book, I have only read a highlight posted by one of the members here at JF; but I think the book does not oppose Jenerali's idea. Jenerali explains what made us a ' consumer race and not a productive race' in the first place and Onyeami explains why we are still so, many years after independence("lack the "killer-instinct" and "devil-may-care" attitude of the Caucausian, as well as the "spider web economic mentality" of the Asian"). I think they complement each other.

 

[Zak Malang]

Haya yote yanajulikana. Ufumbuzi uko wapi?

Ufumbuzi ni kuwatimua majambazi yote yaliyo madarakani kwa visingizio eti wanawatetea wananchi. Haiwezekani nasi tuanzishe 'African Summer' kwa kuiga ile "Arab Spring?"

 

[Rungu]

Haya yote yanajulikana. Ufumbuzi uko wapi?

Yap, halafu na Jenerali mwenyewe anajitahidi kuandika kiingereza flani ili aonekane nae "amekwenda shule". Anajisahau kuwa hiyo pia ni dalili ya utumwa wa kimawazo. Makala zake zingewasaidia wengi kama zingeandikwa kwa lugha ya kiswahili. Wengi wanaoweza kusoma kiinglishi chake wanayajua yote anayotaka kuzungumza kwa hiyo haisaidii sana katika kumkomboa mtu "wa kawaida". Hii ya Black Skin White Masks ilishachambuliwa vizuri sana na Frantz Fanon miaka zaidi ya hamsini iliyopita (enzi zile tulipokuwa vijana)!

 

[Kiranga]

Yap, halafu na Jenerali mwenyewe anajitahidi kuandika kiingereza flani ili aonekane nae "amekwenda shule". Anajisahau kuwa hiyo pia ni dalili ya utumwa wa kimawazo. Makala zake zingewasaidia wengi kama zingeandikwa kwa lugha ya kiswahili. Wengi wanaoweza kusoma kiinglishi chake wanayajua yote anayotaka kuzungumza kwa hiyo haisaidii sana katika kumkomboa mtu "wa kawaida". Hii ya Black Skin White Masks ilishachambuliwa vizuri sana na Frantz Fanon miaka zaidi ya hamsini iliyopita (enzi zile tulipokuwa vijana)!

yap,

Ukisoma "The Wretched of The Earth" utaona hayo yote na mengine lukuki. Ndiyo maana mimi nikiangalia makala hizi natafuta kipya.

Bahati mbaya sijaona.

Labda anakumbushia kwa watoto wa shule, labda na wao wanapata version yao ya Fanon hapa (na wengine walio na interest wanaweza kwenda kuitafuta hii Opus ).

Labda ili kujidhihirisha kwamba msomi ni lazima uandikie "The East African" kwa kiingereza cha mbwembwe, hata kama unachoandika kinaongelea kuondoa minyororo ya utumwa (how ironic ! ).

Waswahili walisema, "baniani mbaya, kiatu chake dawa". I mean do not get me wrong, the guy tries to raise the discussion to a highbrow level as opposed to our tabloids and petty squabbles of personalities cults in our political arena, but where is this famed consistency talked about here?

 

[Kiranga]

Ufumbuzi ni kuwatimua majambazi yote yaliyo madarakani kwa visingizio eti wanawatetea wananchi. Haiwezekani nasi tuanzishe 'African Summer' kwa kuiga ile "Arab Spring?"

Nas anakwambia "I wish it was that simple"

Nas - The Cross.

Uzoefu unaonyesha wanamapinduzi wakipewa muda na wao wanageuka majambazi wale wale tu, tunarudi square one. Give me something more rooted than that.

Si unaona Egypt huko watu wanarudi tena Tahrir square kuandamana baada ya kuona wanajeshi wanawayeyusha?

Si umeona promise ya uhuru kutoka kwa wakoloni ilivyobadilisha wakoloni weupe na kutupa wakoloni weusi.

Cmon, give this another shot.

 

[Anko Sam]

Tunazidiana, hawa wasomi hasa wa CCM ni watu waliokata tamaa ya kupata maendeleo. Angalia Bungeni wabunge wa CCM wanavyopinga fikra pevu za kuleta maendeleo za vyama vya upinzani.

Angalia wasomi kama Mkapa na team yake walivyo gawa bure madini yetu kwa wakoloni, tazama Chenge anavyohongwa na wakoloni ili watuuzie ungo wakati king'amuzi hakuna na hela anaweka kwa wakoloni. Funga kazi ni haka ka-jamaa ka sasa, kila siku kanaruka kwenda kwa wakoloni. Ngoja kakitoka madarakani yatakayofumuka humo tutatamani tuiuze nchi nzima watupe chenji zetu kila mtu ajue lake!