Women are not inherently passive or peaceful. We're not inherently anything but human.
~Robin Morgan
Every girl should use what Mother Nature gave her before Father Time takes it away.
~Laurence J. Peter
The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think.
~Author Unknown
Don't wait for the good woman. She doesn't exist.
~CHARLES BUKOWSKI, letter to Steve Richmond, Nov. 1971
Woman was God's second mistake.
~FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE, The Antichrist
Good evening or good morning, greetings I bring whatever time where ever you are. I know if it isn't chilly now, you will at least be feeling the lingering after effect of the cold front. You'll probably be curled up round a cup of coffee or maybe tea, if you are the afternoon-evening-ish person, then you'll likely be nursing some JB or Bush Rum, or just your choice of alcohol, I know you maybe in the middle of indulging in your drug or vice, be it your hair products with your friend in your veranda or outdoor makeshift salon, putting in the Friday hair, or listening in an out to your favorite evening program on the radio, or smoking or using caffeine, or overeating... whatever it is relax, open your mind and indulge me this evening while I put forth maybe a contentious argument. Now take a deep breath, open your mind, stretch a metaphorical mental stretch, make a real one if you must, yawn... and try to imagine the black diaspora, a massive wide expansion of people. There are roughly a billion of us, out of the six billion people on the planet. And guess what we are an endangered species; ravaged by diabetes and the things we eat (high starch diet), cancer with all we consume, with a genetic peculiarity which makes us more prone to catching AIDS, so we sleep unprotected with the enemy, we are attacked by crime, poverty, economic distress, pollution and malnutrition. We possess the weakest economic power as a people. We have none of the worlds most spoken languages, we have no Gods of our own, we have no history. Black History only begins where we encounter the Caucasian and he slaved us, named us slaves after the Slavs and Barbarian tribes they had, and they documented what they believed us to be. What happened to the us before that. We are a weak and broken race of people.
Now in this grand posturing we call Black History Month, or what I call Black Mystery Month, I would like to focus on herstory not his, but hers, yes “Fi ar tory,” today we discuss the roll of the Black woman and child, Queen Omega, the role of the black woman in the malaise of the black nation and their apathy. (I have a feeling this article maybe a two parter) I write this article, one because I realize I've got 3 nieces now, and they will be women one day. My niece Nyla-Joy had her birthday Sunday gone, and the race is off, to black womanhood. I write this because I have a lil (daughter) Poopy, because, I know many women who are falling astray (Careless ooman go dance and leff dem pickney dem at home, cannot care for yourself the Gideon red inna Rome, population under pressure and yet dem have more man a clone- Jr. Gong, The Mission). I write this because I know many women eating out their spoogies and significant others, many have more than one, instead of helping the black man build, instead of building buildings and bodies of work.
Some women opt still in these times when the world seems to be falling apart and the temperament of the people seems to have reached the end of all it can take.to “Gyal-ivant. When boys become are brainwashed on corners everywhere by the teacher, hell bent on putting them in the ramping shop to sell god knows what, and insistent on turning the entire Jamaica in to a Gaza, a desert filled with bodies, where bullets and bombs explode everywhere. In an age where girls will recite on the way from school “that they want it forced into her tripe” probably unaware that her tripe is only led to via her rectum, and anus. A world where the black child hood is none existent, because the children live in concrete jungles and have no place to play, and so become street urchins and street rats, the more enterprising few may become windshield wipers and may even graduate into some small commerce, but that vast majority will be crippled in hospital owing to knives and bullets, another portion will be at Dovecot or Pye River.
Imagine the other day, I had to sit in a taxi and was lucky enough to hear two “Come SEE” girls reveal their diabolical plan for an older man who was interested in her and offering her money. She had planned to lull and loll him along, never taking a dime, and then come (Oscar worthily)crying in dire need and feigned desperation for money in excess of $60,000 for something like backed up rent or school fees, or depending on his gullibility a car. Ha! Now imagine that not even 18. Woman. What have you become, black woman what are you doing? But unfortunately, they weren't much of a surprise to me, that she had planned to find a man to live off, I've seen other women skulking the Internet's social networking sites like Hi5 and Facebook and such, just preying on naïve men to send them money via western union or whoever. Women sell vagina, to get by. Women, girls are digging into taxi-men's pockets, to shopkeeper's pockets to the white collar worker's pocket. I see women playing 4 men just to get a car, her groceries and her rent paid while barely working or flossing on minimum wage.
The Black Woman has become a greedy lot, greedy and acquistive, never interested in giving nor building. Ever insistent and persistent with the belief that her genitalia is all that matters and then they make belief or over talk its virtues, and that it is work every penny in your pocket and that it worth a house and home and a car. Never once giving serious thought to bold and daring, brave sensible logical ideas, plans, to hard work and an honest dollar. Never once working on a belief or dream. Mostly takers and rarely givers. Grown on the belief that something is owed to them for their vagina. Maybe its the Cosmo, or those goddamn Mills & Boons, or the silly ideas passed on to us via foreign literature. But black woman, Rasta a tell unnu plain and straight that can't work come again!
Stay tuned till next week when I round off the argument completely, and ladies try not to his and puff and cuss too much eh!
Yannick Nesta Pessoa
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PS. Happy Birthday Mel... Wetters, aka Tickle! (Mi cyah afford a mirror ad :P)