Bell Hooks, All About Love (bell hooks on trayvon martin vs. the state and george zimmerman

“The growing number of gated communities in our nation is but one example of the obsession with safety. With guards at the gate, individuals still have bars and elaborate internal security systems. Americans spend more than thirty billion dollars a year on security. When I have stayed with friends in these communities and inquired as to whether all the security is in response to an actual danger I am told “not really,” that it is the fear of threat rather than a real threat that is the catalyst for an obsession with safety that borders on madness.

Culturally we bear witness to this madness every day. We can all tell endless stories of how it makes itself known in everyday life. For example, an adult white male answers the door when a young Asian male rings the bell. We live in a culture where without responding to any gesture of aggression or hostility on the part of the stranger, who is simply lost and trying to find the correct address, the white male shoots him, believing he is protecting his life and his property. This is an everyday example of madness. The person who is really the threat here is the home owner who has been so well socialized by the thinking of white supremacy, of capitalism, of patriarchy that he can no longer respond rationally.

White supremacy has taught him that all people of color are threats irrespective of their behavior. Capitalism has taught him that, at all costs, his property can and must be protected. Patriarchy has taught him that his masculinity has to be proved by the willingness to conquer fear through aggression; that it would be unmanly to ask questions before taking action. Mass media then brings us the news of this in a newspeak manner that sounds almost jocular and celebratory, as though no tragedy has happened, as though the sacrifice of a young life was necessary to uphold property values and white patriarchal honor. Viewers are encouraged to feel sympathy for the white male home owner who made a mistake. The fact that this mistake led to the violent death of an innocent young man does not register; the narrative is worded in a manner that encourages viewers to identify with the one who made the mistake by doing what we are led to feel we might all do to “protect our property at all costs from any sense of perceived threat. ” This is what the worship of death looks like.”

— Bell Hooks, All About Love

(Source: machistado, via slaughterhousefive)

And something from my facebook, which has been active to say the least…

 

Spotify Tunes to Soothe the Soul’s Fire

Twice upon a time there was a boy who died

And lived happily ever after but that’s another chapter
Live from home of the brave with dirty dollars
And beauty parlors and baby bottles and bowling ball Impalas
And street scholars that’s majoring in culinary arts
You know how to work bread, cheese and dough
From scratch but see the catch is you can get caught
Know what ya sellin’ what you bought so cut that big talk
Let’s walk to the bridge now meet me halfway
Now you may see some children dead off in the pathway
It’s them poor babies walkin’ slowly to the candy lady
It’s lookin’ bad, need some hope, like the words maybe
If, or probably more than a hobby
When my turntables get wobbly they don’t fall, I’m sorry
Y’all I often drift, I’m talkin’ gift
So when it comes you never look the horse inside its grill
Of course you know I feel like the bearer of bad news
Don’t want to be it but it’s needed so what have you
Now question: is every nigga with dreads for the cause?
Is every nigga with golds for the fall? naw
So don’t get caught in appearance
It’s Outkast, Aquemini another black experience, ok

– Andre 3000 Aquemeni

#RIPTRAYVON

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