Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inspiration. Show all posts

25 April 2011

The hero-villain dichotomy

The idea of the hero is one that seems to preoccupy Western culture, forming the basis for much of the literature, film, philosophy, and other popular-culture mediums that compose it. Our willingness to decorate soldiers and firefighters, play cops and robbers, obsessively consume old Western cowboy films or ancient mythology, and immortalize comic-book super-heroes all point to our eagerness to ascribe “hero” and “villain” roles. However, as one often comes to conclude, we must take a more discretional approach when examining who is a hero, and conversely, who is a villain. In fact, the issue is far more complex than a mere categorization of individuals or groups under either of these titles—most of the time, things are not always so black and white. Recently I devoured a book that reawakened these exact sentiments in me:

In her collection of poems under the title Ghettostocracy, Canadian author, poet, and spoken-word artist extraordinaire Oni the Hatian Sensation reawakens the “Black” community with a strong message: in order to understand the community’s needs and work to rebuild it, we must first work from within. An important step in this process is to reexamine the important figures that we collectively hold to be heroes. Oni invites readers to reassess our widely-accepted, if not imposed, understanding of what it means to be a hero or a villain in a number of ways. One important approach Oni takes is to present alternate perceptions of the hero and villain archetypes in our society by referencing specific individuals and general archetypes.
One of the most obvious themes in the Ghettostocracy poems is epitomized in her presentations of characters such as cops, politicians, church leaders, etc.—all who share the common denominator of being categorized as archetypal heroes in modern society. In fact, what Oni’s work suggests is that such figures are more often the “villains” than they are the “heroes”. Conversely, in her presentation of the “hood-hero” (inner-city neighbourhood “hero”), Oni shows that what mainstream society has deemed villainous may actually be held as valiant by certain members of society.

One of these perceived hero-types is characterized by “Reverend Seymour Cash”. This self-proclaimed “man of God” (who was at onetime a pimp) is still nothing more than a corrupt, greedy, evil man who exploits the community he pretends to uplift. Rev. Seymour, as Oni explains in the poem “Ghettostocracy” has “just raped the ghetto to escape into the upper class.” When he is presented again in the poem “Church” Seymour Cash is still the “sinistah ministah” he was in “Ghettostocracy”, this time explicitly partaking in deviant sexual activity with members of his clergy; one of the most revered community leaders, often looked to for moral guidance and leadership, is reduced to nothing short of a villain.

Other such embodiments of this concept are the cops and politicians found throughout Ghettostocracy. Unlike the courageous, caring, public-service-providing figures mainstream society idealizes such characters as, Oni’s references present them as detrimental, dishonest, and doing less to help the community than to exploit it. For example, she challenges the heroic legitimacy of our elected officials and politicians in “Elocution”, suggesting that the only way these people attain such sight-after positions is through a combination of sexual deviance and manipulation:
“Illiterate children in high school  
Sucking teacher’s dick to get through
Shortly, they are on their way to college-acknowledged.
Some get raped and graduate,
Then become head of state…” 
Such lines also draw attention to the tragic cycle, suggesting that had these “children” been properly guided and educated, rather than exploited by their teachers, they may have acted as positive agents within the community instead.

 Even the United Nations is not spared from this criticism. Rather than actually function effectively, if at all, Oni renders the U.N crippled, helpless, and compliant in their silence in the poem “Why Keep Score”:
“United Nations, who are we?
Invisible witnesses to world catastrophes.” 

But perhaps the most-visited hero archetypes in Ghettostocracy are the cops. We live in a society that largely idealizes the role of the cop in the personal lives of community members. But, the cop characters in the Ghettostocracy poems are instead portrayed as brutal, unjust, and racist, effectively blurring the line between cop and criminal. We are first introduced to this motif of villainous police in “New York Streets”:
“Police, cops, walking the beat,
On their feet, in the streets,
Are beating big Black boys, with their toys…” 
This scathing criticism is revisited in “I Am Not Ashamed To Say That I Am in Pain”, as she comments on what she perceives to be a lack of “morality” from our police heroes:
“Morality?
Hah! Most police aint got none:
Pulling triggers on a gun,
Aiming at the young (cause they think its fun),
Having brothers on the run until their lives are done…” 

Ghettostocracy is rife with references to popular cultural “hero-villain” figures- two of the more notable references being, first to Al Capone, then to Michael Jackson. In “What Happened to Michael Jackson?”, Oni attacks the race message she insists Michael Jackson makes through his orientation to typically “white” norms. When asked by her son whether he too will “be white when I grow up?” Oni replies that rather than naturally progressing to this, Micheal Jackon’s bleached skin and “political perm” are nothing more than sad attempts to surrender his “blackness”, playing into “hollyweird’s” obsession with trying to “make black colours nonexistent”. Oni’s critique of Michael Jackson reaches its climax when she suggests that Micheal Jackson is aware of this black demonization, but continues to sustain it: “Me thinks that Michael Jackson really knows this…”.

In “Gangster Alliance”, Oni speaks about the rampant gang violence within inner-city communities, particularly the streak of violence in South Central L.A in 2002. Oni’s allusion to Al Capone is particularly interesting in that she seems to absolve him from wrongdoing in this specific instance, a blame that has been imposed on the notorious mobster explicitly and implicitly by those in power. Al Capone is on one hand often characterized as a ruthless, manipulative, violent man of crime, and his legacy is often that of giving birth to organized crime in America. Whether this is wholly or in part true is of little concern to Oni, and as she suggests, should not be to us. The “inner city war zones” she speaks of in “Gangster Alliance” are “not caused by Al Capone”. On the other hand, Al Capone’s services to his community cannot altogether be ignored by his participation in criminal activity, as exemplified by his common characterization as a Robin Hood in popular culture. Oni asserts this dichotomy in “Iambic Pain”:
“Moors are not bandits
Some are misunderstood.
Robin Hood was cool-
Trotting on minions rule…” 
Oni’s reference to Al Capone implies this idea of dual-identity—what some may view as hero, others view as villain, but who is right? Perhaps, as the character in “Making Scents” exclaims “And to think I once thought you were a winner!” what the community would benefit much more from is a reassessment of those people they deem “winner”- or heroes...

Canadian author, poet, and spoken-word artist extraordinaire Oni the Hatian Sensation

02 March 2011

Jay Z: "These lyrics are a cry for help" (video)

Jay Z explains how his style went from being centred around technique (flow, etc.) to being more lyrically-focused after gaining "more life experiences":



"For people, don't just judge us as ignorant kids, or drug dealers...Its much more than that... Its layers of complex things thats going in our house, in our homes, in our hallways...

Just imagine your kid growing up in the middle of Marcy Projects when it was fiends in the hallway and shootouts  on Sundays at 12 noon... or seeing someone get killed for the first time at 9 years old.

Imagine that.

So, here's why these things are happening and heres what we're going through... and why... so understand, and 
help.

A lot of these lyrics are strong in nature because they're defiant... but at in the end of it, its all a cry for help..."

23 February 2011

"Against the Wall": William Parry & the Art of Resistance

"It’s a means of communicating about injustice. It’s one means of getting a message across. The more people who learn about Israel’s crimes, the more who challenge the West’s blind backing of Israel – the quicker Israel’s incredibly sophisticated military machine will be undermined. The spray can is part of the spectrum of other creative, non-violent ways being undertaken by civil society to raise awareness, challenge historical narratives and overcome injustice..."
- William Parry 



Is the spray can mightier than the sword?



British photojournalist William Parry thinks so. He's the author of Against the Wall: The Art of Resistance in Palestine. Parry travelled extensively throughout the West Bank & Occupied Territories collecting photos of the artwork that covers the wall dividing the region from Israel.  Being careful to include a thought-provoking variety of images and graffiti, he contrasts each image with a vignette of a Palestinian community that lives with the daily reality of the ugly "security" wall and all that it represents.
The book features artwork from Banksy, Ron English, Blu and Palestinian artists and activists.


Here are some of the images from the wall, which has been recently called "the largest protest banner in the world":









Here's William Parry in a BBC interview from a few years back speaking on the book and some of the artwork on the wall (as pictured above)...




William Parry will be in Canada next month for a serious of lectures called Against the Wall: The Art of Resistance in Palestine.
go to www.cjpme.org/ for more info.





10 February 2011

Dr. Norman Finkelstein: Radical Intellectual

He's been pegged as not just an "anti-Semite", but a "self-hating Jew". Some have even gone so far as to call him "an enabler of terrorism". But one person I've looked up to and respected greatly, and informed myself about at lengths is Dr. Norman Finkelstein.

This is a man whose parent's have been directly affected by the horrors of the Holocaust- both being the only to escape slaughter from each of their families- but who continues to maintain one of the loudest anti-Zionist voices in America and abroad. His distinctly strong views, rooted in a well-researched academic past, have gained notoriety among respected intellectuals, like Nom Chomsky. But hearing interview responses and speeches he's done, Dr. Finkelstein continues to assert he is not at all deserving of "being put on a pedestal"- anybody in his position should and would be doing the same. He's published a lot of work, including his controversial books The Holocaust Industry, and ‘This Time We Went Too Far’ – Truth & Consequences of the Gaza Invasion.

Although his resume boasts of impressive positions at top Ivy League schools, critics have claimed "he's not a teacher, he's a propagandist". People continue to harass him on a daily basis, going so far as to vandalize his property and relentlessly call for his eviction from his New York home. He's been banned from travelling to Israel for 10 years, infamously made a slew of different remarks in defense of Hezbollah, and travelled throughout Lebanon and the Occupied Territories on a speaking tour (any Jew reading this will understand the gravity of that gesture).

Next Wednesday, February 16, Dr. Norman Finkelstein will be making an appearance in Toronto at York University in an event called "Israel, Palestine and the Muslim World: Where are we headed?" You can click
right here to check out more info on this event, and some similar ones in other areas of the country.

Anyways, I continue to observe this fascinating man with a vigilence. His opposing sides are highlighted very well in the documentary "American Radical: The Trials of Norman Finkelstein".

HERE, is perhaps one of my favourite clips because I think its such an accurate portrayal of who this brilliant man is:

02 February 2011

The Last Pharoah

"The Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser, through his spirit, courage and creative thought, and through the dream of the greater Arab homeland, is not a memory, nor is he yesterday's cause. He is the present, today's cause, the cause of the shining Arab tomorrow, to which the Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser devoted his whole life and died a martyr, as a pan-Arab nationalist and Egyptian patriot and as a Palestinian resistance fighter on the soil of struggle and confrontation against colonialism, both old and new; against the usurpation of Palestine and its colonization; and against division and fragmentation.
He is glory and dignity. The cause of the Warrior-President Gamal Abd-Al Nasser and his message and struggle is the cause of each and every Arab from the Atlantic Ocean to the Gulf, whether he be a ruler or an ordinary citizen, because the principles of Abd Al-Nasser are the principles on whose basis our Arab nation is rising up and taking its place in the sun.

The Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser devoted his life to the glory of the Arab nation and its unity and dignity, and to expelling the forces of colonialism from all regions of the Arab homeland...[It is Abd Al-Nasser who proclaimed], 'Colonialism should now pick up its walking staff and leave,' 'from now on, there is no place for colonialists, occupiers, and invaders,' and 'this land is Arab, and no flag but that of the Arab nation shall ever fly above it.'

 The Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser is alive in his nation and in Arab minds, and in the Arab hands that carry his message about Arab liberation, unity and progress. They will never abandon his principles and never lay down the banner that president Abd Al-Nasser raised - a banner that is a lighthouse shedding a bright light for the whole [Arab] nation... he is not a memory but the soul of the Arab nation....

...I say to you with confidence that the Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser is with us in the trenches, with us under siege, with us in self-sacrifice [in battle]. [He is with us] with his thought and his manliness, creative spirit, and stature that neither bow nor retreat, no matter how difficult the struggle and how great the sacrifices...
We therefore have no path other than that of steadfastness and sacrifice for the sake of the homeland, the [Arab] nation, and the future. We salute the Warrior-President Gamal Abd Al-Nasser, the lantern shining before the nation and its [future] generations. The warrior Gamal Abd Al-Nasser - the president, the commander, the leader, the pioneer - is alive in our midst and in our [future] generations. He has not died and shall never die. Peace and God's mercy and blessings be upon you."


- Yasser Arafat
(delivering a euolgy on the 33rd anniversary of Nasser's death)

17 January 2011

Martin Luther King Jr.- the man, the dreamer


"I don't know what will happen now, we've got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn't matter with me now, because I've been to the mountain top..." 
-(Martin Luther King, Jr.)

For those of you who are unaware or simply don't give a damn, today is Martin Luther King Jr. Day.
On April 4th, 1968 the world lost one of it's foremost non-violent freedom fighters and revolutionaries.

By now, its almost impossible not to have heard MLK's famous "I have a dream" speech, either in reference or in its entirety. But while that particular speech may serve as a testimony to the kind of man King was and what kind of vision he had for the future of Americans and anyone who struggles worldwide, it is by no means his only engaging presentation.

Thus, I will share another excerpt from a speech that King delivered in 1968, his last public speech before his own untimely assassination. In this clip King speaks about America's involvement in foreign wars, the complete dismissal of human rights, and then comments on the increasing aggression against his non-violent civil rights movement.

What is especially touching are the moments in which he almost seems to prophesize his own death:

"... I just want to do God's will. And he has allowed me to go up to the mountain, and I have looked over and I've seen the promised land.
I may not get there with you, but... we as a people WILL get to the promised land. 
... I'm not fearing any man, my eyes have seen the glory..."
(MLK)





In true MLK style, he ends the speech with a Bible quote in regards to the Vietnam War that the US was involved in at the time:
"For I was hungry and you fed me not..." (Matthew 25:35)

After watching this speech in it's entirety I'm left with some lingering thoughts:
How can a man that preached about love, equality and basic rights be seen as such a threat to the Hoover regime? And better yet, how is this same scenario being spawned out in the 21st century?

I'm especially troubled by how relevant MLK's speech is in this day and age, and how the more things change, the more they stay the same.
How long will we allow MLK's legacy (and by this I speak of the man behind the legend) to be tarnished by our unwillingness to improve these situations globally?

With that in mind, have a thoughtful Martin Luther King Jr. day, and please allow yourself even a few moments to reflect on his contributions, his selfless courage, and the plight that one mortal man took upon himself (because he was after all a person like you and I, and not a saint like they would have us believe) to improve the situation for himself and others...

18 November 2010

J. Cole paints pictures of hope

So, I realized I haven't really posted anything about Friday Night Lights. And as a friend of mine pointed out, that's pretty odd cause "you're like his biggest fan" (lol). Anyways, one of my favourite tracks is Before I'm Gone. I find it very moving, and very reminiscent of some of my other favourites, Song for the Ville and World is Empty, even Premeditated Murder.
One particular set of lyrics really stuck out to me, and I guess I just realized why...


"Them old niggaz sayin 'Cole the wrong one
Bringing the city shine
All he ever doin is painting pictures of crime,
Tellin stories of pain
Painting pictures of dope.'
Bitch if you listenin, I'm painting pictures of hope..."


And perhaps that is what draws me to J. Cole as an artist. That alluring factor that I look for in any book I read, album I listen to, or film that I watch. That through all that shit that flies around us, amidst all the "sham and drudgery" (Max Emeret) that this world has to offer, there is almost an essential beauty that can be found and pursued.
When J. Cole narrates tragic moments about the decaying city he grew up in, or tells a story of personal loss to gang violence, or places himself amidst these stories of crime and pain, its almost as if he's inviting the listener to open up about their own ills. And where many hiphop artists have largely left it at that, J. Cole takes it a step further by not only telling us that he got out of that situation, but also did so in pursuit of a bigger dream. I feel as though that is what propels an artist like J. Cole to make it new heights, and set such high standards in an industry that makes it so easy to get sidetracked. He admits he fucked up, clinging to the lifestyle of a villain, or at least the projected success that he visualized would come from this role. But by virtue of even realizing how terribly misleading these kinds of lifestyles are, J. Cole led himself in another direction: "You ever seen a nigga chasing dreams?... He don't pay no mind to the niggaz that's disagreein'..." (Song for the Ville)

It's easy for people who live in similar situations to judge J. Cole for portraying such a "negative" image of their hood. I mean let's face it, I get extra frustrated every time I hear an out-of-towner ask me about the gang-related "statistics" they've heard about Scarborough. And that's because I live here and I know that it's not the exaggerated ghetto that people make it out to be. But at the same time, to ignore the influence of "gang" (and I use that term liberally) culture on this city would also be inaccurate; go to any high school and you'll easily see kids who still sport bandanas out their back pockets. So when J. Cole says some shit like "reporters sympathizing like they know the pain...yeah right", he's assuming the role of accurate witness to the shit that actually does go on in his hood.
But, these same people who criticize his portrayal of their hood are either misquoting Cole's lyrics, taking them out of context, or have never heard any of his other songs. When he spits lines like "Time's getting hard..But fuck that, I'm aimin' for the stars...I wont stop. I'll try till the day I die..." (Can't Cry) off his FIRST mixtape, before Jay, before Rocnation, before any real radio play, there's something to be said. J. Cole is essentially calling on the people who live these broke, desolate, similar lives to try and make it out of them just by dreaming and trying: "Is you scared to follow dreams? I know you gotta have one. The opportunities be in your face, you gotta grab 'em.." (Song for the Ville)

With the recent success of his Friday Night Lights mixtape, current tour, joining his role model's label, and growing popularity, his message stands even stronger. I love that through it all, J. Cole has been so honest and personal and candid and specific about his hometown of Fayettville. There are song titles that refer to it, interview answers that explicitly outline his experiences there, and lyrics that paint images of the relatively unknown town. In one of my favourite tracks, Song for the Ville, there's such a deeply resonate message of hope that I would find difficult not to appreciate...

If we take hiphop as a valuable medium that even transcends art, then we necessarily must value mc's like J. Cole. He takes it back to it's truest and most original essence: a vehicle for social awareness, empowerment and subsequent improvement. Imagine a world we could live in if a bunch of 10-year-olds are told to dream, and then chase their dream with fearlessness and devotion. That it's cool to be "academically gifted" (2Face), and to make it to college (like J. Cole did successfully). That no matter how alluring the role of villain and all its possible rewards may be, long-term success and happiness will really only come through fulfilling their lifelong goals.
These messages, ladies and gents, are ones J. Cole sends, whether intentionally or not, through his art.

09 November 2010

Movember


With all the mostache fun goin' on around me, I decided to do something fun in the spirit of "Movember".


"Movember challenges men to change their appearance and the face of men’s health by growing a moustache. The rules are simple, start Movember 1st clean-shaven and then grow a moustache for the entire month.  The moustache becomes the ribbon for men’s health, the means by which awareness and funds are raised for prostate cancer." (via the site)




Please visit
http://ca.movember.com/mospace/1034388/
to donate or support the Mean&Genius team as they take part in the fight against breast cancer



You can also track the progress of the team at http://madeinthecity.ca

Check out some of the posts so far:

http://madeinthecity.ca/blog/2010/11/03/we-bringin-moustache-back/


http://madeinthecity.ca/blog/2010/11/05/when-the-stache-grows-will-the-hunnies-stay/

06 November 2010

An Ode to the Legends PART 1: Childhood Heroes

Recently, I remember having a conversation about the writers and specific works which have largely shaped my taste in writing and inspired me to ever wanna express my random thoughts on paper. These are the people and pieces I grew up on, related to, got lost in, was inspired by, or still refer to when my thirst needs to be quenched.

I decided to share some of these with you, but since there are sooo many writers to whom I owe credit, I will do this in little segments. Here, in Part 1, are some of my favourite childhood writers. These were the men and women, along with their books who opened my eyes to a magical world that I could get lost in. They are largely responsible for my boundless imagination to this day, and I find myself repeatedly pulling their works out of my library whenever I'm in need of a laugh, a tear, a moment of relaxation, or a reassurance about the crazy world we occupy...

(No order)

R.L Stine





Roald Dahl











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