My heroes have always fought colonizers or, in this case, have at least tried to.
Hubert Julian is one of them and is my Black history hero because his courage, commitment, and determination power my ability to resist anti-Black racist oppression.
Julian was born in Trinidad’s capital in 1897 and migrated to New York in 1921. The following year, he began flying his own airplane over parades in New York City supporting Marcus Garvey, the father of Pan-Africanism and founder of the Universal Negro Improvement Association and African Communities League.
Depression Hits New Low on Last Day of Canceled Festivities
The Greatest Show on Earth, Trinidad and Tobago Carnival is supposed to be happening now! The Monday and Tuesday before Ash Wednesday. Ordinarily, thousands of Caribbean people would travel from all corners of the globe to feel their love of life unfold.
The annual event was canceled back in September 2019 and globally Caribbean people have been reeling in despair.
With the almost two and a half million deaths Covid-19 has claimed globally, Carnival was postponed as a result of the pandemic which continues to take and mash-up life everywhere.
I am sitting in my home across the proverbial pond in London wondering why a portion of White America violently stormed and sieged the heart of U.S. democracy last Wednesday. People who watched the violence keep saying: “This is not who we are!” But this phrase expresses their strange cognitive dissonance when it comes to racism and violence. When I hear it — which is frequently — it makes me spit out my tea every time.
Caribbean people nein a ramp during this U.S presidential election! Many paid big money for Obeah man and woman to coalesce the universal energy of spirits good and bad, to bring about the political downfall of former U.S. President Donald Trump.
De Obeah werk!
After an 18-day stand-off, Trump instructed officials to do ‘what needs to be done’. He signed off on President-elect Joe Biden receiving classified intelligence reports but stopped short of conceding the election.
Obeah is a Jamaican shamanistic religion. A system of spiritual healing and justice-making practices developed among enslaved Africans in the Caribbean.
Progress is a slow turning wheel and Oscar-winning director Steve McQueen celebrates the victories and the pain it took to get to where we are in a five-part film anthology called Small Axe, airing now on Amazon Prime. Borrowing a name from a Bob Marley song that speaks of a big tree cut down by the constant chipping of a small axe, the film posits that Britain’s West Indian (Caribbean) community is the axe. White Britain is the tree.
McQueen’s series masterfully documents systemic oppression and the London community’s stunning resistance during the 1960s and 1980s. McQueen, who has Grenadian…
A man of Congolese descent goes on trial on Wednesday because he’s out here in Europe ‘robbing’ museums like a real-life Erik ‘Killmonger’ Stevens. You remember, the rightfully conflicted son of Wakanda played by Michael B. Jordan in Ryan Coogler’s Black Panther?
Bet, OK, so one fine June afternoon Mwazulu Diybanza and four fellow activists buy tickets and enter Paris’s Quai Branly Museum, the institution perched on a river that proudly hosts African treasures from its inglorious colonial era.
Some are quick to say they don’t support Kamala Harris, the Democratic VP nominee, for any number of reasons ranging from her heritage to her politics. But I feel differently. I feel pride. Harris’ name on the United States vice-presidential ticket makes me feel seen in a way that doesn’t often happen for many people from the British Caribbean. Like Harris, Nicki Minaj, Tatyana Ali, and hundreds of thousands of others, my identity is mixed with Indian and African ancestry, a caste known to many islanders and some Continental Indians as Dougla.
It’s a word that once was a term…
Emancipation Day, or August 1, is to Black Britons what Juneteenth is to African Americans, but the difference is that just five years ago, we finally became “free” after paying off the national debt incurred for the release of our bondage. It wasn’t until 2015 that British citizens, including those descended from enslaved Africans, finished paying off the $25.7 million (an estimated $21.6 billion in 2020 dollars) our government borrowed from the treasury to pay 46,000 British slave owners. They profited from the loss of their human property in 1833, and my direct family and I were taxed to pay…
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