Wednesday, January 6, 2021

(Not A Poem): A Piece on Negationism

 

            I wonder about the deep anxiety the religious fervor and the anti-antibodies controlling a position harboring, manufacturing, and dispensing raw rhetoric, geared towards generating rapid, violent, traditional hatred. The war is to exist, in a land fraught by carcinogens, where, and only if, it appeals to one’s motivations, will it be deemed as acceptable, including Democracy. I find a little comfort in a certain status, where a particular gift has been bestowed upon such a lowly creature; but it seems anti-intelligence, or anti-universal, to walk up to a wall and start a conversation. The wall does not respond, but whatever pressure one pushes upon it, it will return that exact level of pressure. What we see playing out before our tears, is something labeled as negationism, which is associated intimately with confederates, as it distorts historical facts, and glorifies the Civil War. Our current president has fallen into this category, unbeknownst to himself, in such a manner, where anti-American sentiments are seeping out of his pores, made evident by his use of language and his rebellion against the Democratic process. I feel a bit uncomfortable, for many demean humanity, where, in addition, we have one with such influence that, we are faced with total uncertainty. After such inflammation, a direct violation of our Constitution, I sit in wonder about what should come next. We should not ignore a great truth, there is a high level of fear generated by white supremacy, as it does reach our law officials. So, each thought, each ploy, each strategy, must be in such a framework where peace, if possible, is maintained. Yes, we see a great contradiction—but we often fear our own more than we fear other cultures—moreover, we must ask what truly sits at the essence, regarding beliefs, of each person in a given culture, for Blacks, it hasn’t been favorable. We are waiting. We are frustrated. A raw force is attempting to thwart everything most have come to appreciate. And it seems different in my eyes that, one would demean Democracy, take presidency by force, demanding the American people to submit.       

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