Kwanzaa - Why?


I have been finding it hard to get into blogging – nothing has moved me to write on this blog lately. All kinds of things have sort of passed me by, MPs expenses, the on going debate in the US about healthcare reform and all I could find to move me was this article http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/health-and-families/features/were-dreaming-of-a-black-christmas-1821713.html

I find the practice, rather than the principle, of Kwanzaa slightly ludicrous.  I turn my nose up at Kwanzaa for various reasons.  Firstly it’s holiday created for a mainly African American audience, so why does it use Swahili words to describe itself and the things associated with it?  How many African Americans can trace their roots back to East Africa, let alone speak Swahili?  Apparently the use of Swahili is a nod to it is Pan Africanism.  Huh?  Am I missing something here?  Swahili is spoken in at most five out of fifty five African countries, each speaking a slightly different version of it.  If the creator of Kwanzaa really wanted to use a Pan African language they should have chosen English or French, which are spoken (officially) in more countries and could arguably be considered more unifying. How about Yoruba? It is after all the native tongue of at least 3 times as many people as Swahili.

I would also love to find out the percentage of African Americans that can name, let alone have visited, any of the countries in which Swahili is spoken.  I somehow doubt it is as high a number as those who celebrate Kwanzaa (currently estimated at 40 million and growing).  And what is with the arbitrary addition of the final letter a to the name? I find it interesting that, allegedly, a proportion of the very people who are using the official language of Kenya to celebrate their holiday were against Barack Obama being referred to as African American during his 2008 campaign because he was not one of them.

I have always been puzzled by the animosity with which a lot African Americans greet things they consider African (it is only comparable to the reaction of Black Britons of Afro-Caribbean descent). They look down upon us from their hallowed status as Westerners.

I have always poopooed Kwanzaa as a made up Black American holiday and though atheists would argue the same about Christmas or Easter at least, via their commercialisation, they have become inclusive.  How inclusive is a holiday that sells itself as a black holiday?  If the KKK or the BNP came up with a holiday to celebrate Whiteness or Britishness, there would most likely be uproar. Yet the limp wristed liberal readers of the Independent think it is on to promote an openly racist tradition because it is of African American origin. This is a holiday that was started by a man that, allegedly, thought it was ok to torture members of his own organisation and has no basis in African culture. Why are people so ready to support it?  The mind boggles.

The fact that this is considered an African American holiday – soon to be embraced by Black Britons, apparently - as well as the ignorance portrayed in the subjective embracing of African culture whilst rejecting Africans themselves as “other” is not only hypocritical, it negates the central principle of the holiday, which is apparently unity.

Mr Jackson is dead

I was shocked to receive a text from my sister this morning announcing the demise of Michael Jackson, the always talented, recently strange and controversial pop icon (?).

I am an old school Michael fan (yes, it was a first name thing, like Ella, Nina, Lena, Billy, Quincy, Stevie et al). I fell in love listening to my parent's Jackson five albums; he had me at ABC (;-)) and kept me till HIStory, after which things were a little too strange for me.

I cannot claim to be a diehard fan of anything (maybe finance?) so I do not comprehend the outpouring of grief but I understand the premature end of a life; a life as tragic as Mr Jackson's deserved a happier ending than this.

I have been lately bewildered by his life (I prefer to enjoy my heroes at arm’s length) and I am saddened by his death because he seemed to lead such a surreal life. In reality, as human beings, all we have are the experiences of this life; despite his talent and riches, Mr Jackson's appeared to be unhappy in his. I hope wherever he is now, he has found the peace he could not find amongst us.

As the media continue to mock him and attempt to create a frenzy, I wish his family, and especially his children, well. I hope they are able to live a better life than their father.

A Brave New World?

The new American president is the darling of the global media; as I flicked TV channels last night during his inauguration, it appeared that he was everywhere, including on Al Jeezra, who tend to be less intensely focused on the western news than the other channels. However, last night even they could not resist President Obama, broadcasting the events surrounding his inauguration in a programme that lasted several hours. I may be unaware of these things but I don’t recall an inauguration that attracted so much fuss and coverage, people celebrated as far away as India and Japan (and Kenya off course). Even Bill Clinton was not this popular.

And it is not just the press. Politicians the world over are trying to be his New Best Friend, to show their closeness to him and how much they have in common.? Much was made of a phone call that the British Prime Minster, Gordon Brown, made to him after his election back in November. In fact, a small playground squabble broke out between Mr Brown and Mr Sarkozy, the French leader, over who had managed a longer conversation with him. It transpired that Mr Sarkozy had the longer conversation, but half of it consisted of translation.

My favourite story involved a Zambian Presidential candidate, whose argument for his own possible election was that he was the best person to meet President Obama, being young and handsome himself.

I have observed this global love affair with the new President with some interest. Over the last few months, since the then Mr Obama became the Democratic candidate, I have been greatly surprised at the gulf between the interest of the British media (and politicians) in America in general and President Obama in particular and the disinterest of the British people.

Actually, let me clarify that. Most Black British people are very interested, very excited, very happy and very proud. A great number of them were out last night partying like it was the turn of the millennium. However, there are quite a few White British people who don’t really see what the fuss is about. For them all this is not of interest to them because it is about America.

Other arguments range from the irrelevance of the fact that he is black to a dislike of his rhetoric. Others comment on the fact that he is mixed race, in ignorance of the one-drop rule. In fact some white people make much about how offended they are that he is being called black. "What about his mother?" They ask. I am not sure if there is genuine concern for the feelings of his white family members or whether this is simply a reluctance to give a victory to black people in general.

Sometimes I have been surprised at the vitriol behind some of the comments. There are even ignorant people who have come out and said they feel that all this talk about how wonderful the election of an African American man is after the oppression of black people should stop because it is no longer relevant. He should not make references to it because it no longer matters.

I wonder if the relevance of past oppression and genocide would be irrelevant if he was Jewish. Or why, if something as recent as the civil rights movement is irrelevant, do we still teach our children about the Crusades? These are the same people who say that Africans should get over centauries of occupation and oppression by the likes of France, England, Spain and Portugal, because it is in the past.

They forget that the results of the years of plunder and pillage of people, land and resources are still affecting the so called developing nations, as the effects of years of slavery and being second class citizens continue to be felt by Black Americans.? “What about Foreign Direct investment and Affirmative action?” They cry when challenged. I will not be drawn and refrain from getting into a discussion about the neo-colonialism that is foreign direct investment and ignore any references to Affirmative action. I don’t have the strength or the space.

The worst reaction so far was someone who simply grunted in disgust when I mentioned his name. And all this from people who claim that not to be racist. Yes, I am worried about the motivations behind the apparent anger about the fuss that is being made over the historic nature of this President. I am worried that it stems from a less rational, logical and harmless place than is being admitted.

There has, in recent years, been a great deal of talk about the feeling that (non-white, non christian or English speaking) immigrants are sidelining White Britons. Apparently if these immigrants were white and from English speaking countries it would be fine for them to come here and take British jobs, housing and women. Is it any wonder that a man whose father was a Kenya international student with a PHD from Harvard makes some of these people feel uncomfortable?

Apparently, having said all this, the UK is the least racist country in Europe. This is despite the fact that it is here that support for the British National Party has been growing in the last few years, so much so that recently one of their candidates was voted onto the Greater London Assembly, to be given a £50,000 salary funded by the taxpayer. Forget protesting about bank bailouts, where is the outrage about this? This is a country where the election of an African American US president is on an historical par with the wedding of Princess Diana and Prince Charles. With this backdrop, it is no wonder that some people feel free to voice ignorant views.

Where do I stand in all this? Well, I am not an American citizen. Although I empathise with the civil rights struggle and the current situation of Black Americans, I cannot claim to be a part of it. That would make me a liar. I have never lived in the United States and have very few American friends and acquaintances.

I am from Africa, from a country that only shook off the yoke of imperialism 44 years ago last October; I have a different story and a different experience. Hence, I am used to black presidents - Zambia has had four already, even South Africa, where the blacks were oppressed by the Apartheid regime until the 90’s has managed to have three, though not by design.

Thus, this is not my celebration. I am happy that enough white people in American have seen past Mr Obama’s colour and taken him to the white house but I can not pretend to be as proud about it as the black citizens of that nation, that would be insincere (and impossible). If anything I am most proud because he is the son of an African.

And as I watch black British people celebrate, I feel sad for them, for in truth, it is not their celebration either. In fact if they analyse it more carefully, it might actually be a source of shame for them - where is their Obama?

How far they are from that point, living in an environment where their fellow citizens cannot understand their story; where people state racism is over but still do not feel comfortable around them.