It’s been a little while but I’m back on here again with my 2nd ever blog post. I don’t know how frequent my posts will be, at the moment I’m just going with the flow.
Sooooo the Black Panther movie! I was meant to do a movie review on this in February when I watched it but I sort did one on Facebook when the aftermath hype was fresh & the dialogue was full effect. I’m not going to do much of a review on it as I feel it’s been done to death and I wanted to elude to what I thought was a central theme from the film. I’ll get to that in a moment.
Regarding the film I thought was amazing for its cinematography & visuals. I loved the subtle nods to contemporary modern black culture and the inspiration from ancient African history, particularly regarding the costumes and the ancestral veneration when the characters travelled into the ancestral plane when they drank the heart-shaped herb. I found myself siding with N’Jadaka/Killmonger than I did with the film’s protagonist, T’Challa and these two characters lead to the meat & potatoes of this particular blog post.
T’Challa to me represented the Continental African and N’Jadaka/Killmonger represented the African diasporan. T’Challa born into African aristocracy and wealth believed that Wakanda should isolate itself from the wider world and should only deal with matters pertaining to Wakanda. N’Jadaka/Killmonger was born in the hood in Oakland, California to an African-American mother that we know nothing much about in the film & a Wakandan man who was deemed a traitor to Wakanda for wanted to help liberate black people across the world with use of the valuable mineral, vibranium.
What resonated with me most in this film was despite the fact that T’Challa & N’Jadaka were literally blood cousins, T’Challa saw him as an “outsider” and not a “True Wakandan”. This rhetoric is readily on display in the motherland but some ignorant individuals that believe that African diasporan are not African and don’t belong in the motherland. Those of us with some level of enlightenment (I hate the words ‘woke’ & ‘conscious’) understand that this sentiment has been brought about by the scourge of white supremacy. If they fully understood the implications of the dreadful history of Maafa (the transatlantic slave trade) that still plagues black people today they would change their ignorance. African diasporans upon hearing this sentiment are rightfully angered and upset. Imagine you are forcefully taken from your home continent to an alien continent and kept their beyond your will for hundreds of years and you are being rejected by your own blood as if they are ashamed of you. It invokes pain in many African diasporans and this is something Continental Africans need to understand & fully comprehend so we can reconcile, reconnect and heal as a race of people. Consequently, you then get the other side of the coin where some ignorant African diasporans negatively talk about about Continental Africans and the motherland and vehemently reject their African identity. Again, if they truly did their research and found out who they were they would be in for the shock of their lives!
So solutions. Anybody that knows me in real life or online knows that once I identify the problems, I like to come up with the nitty gritty of solutions so that we can solve said problem. I feel my role as a Continental African is to bridge the gap between Continental Africans and the African diaspora. I eluded to my DNA tests in my first blog post a few months ago and I connected with 2 of my dear cousins when I travelled to Chicago in 2016. I read alot of African diasporan history and research the news of goings on so I can get full picture. Additionally maybe because I’m a self-confessed Garveyvite I think a bit differently from some in that I see all black people on the globe as my people. I don’t care if you’re Nigerian, Jamaican, American, Haitian; to me we are African. If we were applied this realm of thought we can get closer to uniting as a people and shattering the shackles of white supremacy.
Peace, love & Abibifahodie family.