playing "dress up" in the slavers closet!

someone has convinced us that wearing new clothes is all we have to do as a people-group.

we stare at each others outfits. so surface. we check for matching. we tease. we check for fit. we laugh. we check for brands. we grimace. we check for tacky decisions. we snicker. we pick our mates based on how they dress. we flirt. we check each other from head-to-toe and never smile at each other. we fake compliment. we spend too much time walking malls. we know sales racks. we have more favorite stores than favorite people. we say it makes us feel good. we pride ourselves in looking good and not actually being good. we dress better than white people but they sell us the clothes we wear.

we physically survived the holocaust of enslavement, but now we have to get our heads together... we are not them.

we have to do more in the world than just play "dress-up" in their stores. we are not a child-like people by nature. we cant sit around looking important while other people decide our future and the future of the planet. we can't trust them to write us into their future, we have to write our own future.

our current global economic contribution on the planet has been described as "redundant labor", meaning that anyone or any people-group can do what we do - skill wise. we have no skills in the local or global economy that we can market as exclusive to us... so, other people-groups feel that if we didn't exist than nothing would be lost, because currently we're useless eaters! we consume but we don't produce.

japan was in a similar position seventy years ago and now they run the world's electronic industry... pay attention. they didn't just dress like they had their act together, they actually got their act together and the current global economy needs them.

we have work to do.

a people-group all dressed up and going nowhere, damn!
BlackLove.

*contributed by osaze okera @ www.myspace.com/thinkblackinstitute