Web-spinning ‘Spiderman’ Cameron’s progressive policing – Englands unknown police #5

This article is one in a series published when I was an anchor with Allvoices-Pulse Point.

This series documents difficulties I have been experiencing working with England’s official and unofficial (“citizen”) police to address short and long-term threats to my and others’ business interests, health and security.

I address militant Islamic terrorism and other forms of unlawful violence, especially psychological violence and other kinds of indirect aggression perpetrated by Western and other secretive state organs like the CIA, Mossad and the KGB.

I decided to reproduce this 5th installment of that series here (as I did on the Wikinut platform on September 19, 2014) as part of a group of “conversations” and programs of constructive engagement I am pursuing with the social media giants Google and Twitter, my local MP Clive Lewis and a number of artists, academics, medical practitioners, bankers, trade unionists, journalists and other contributors to Britain’s and Barbados’ “knowledge economy”.

Still, despite the wide sweep of issues these conversations embrace, references in this particular article to Rastafarian and reggae music legend Bob Marley are extraordinarily serendipitous and surprising to me.

That’s because these references coincide with online, extended conversations I have been having over the last 12 days with Jason Toynbee, Karl Watson and Ray Gurney in which the “informative” Marley features prominently.

With Toynbee, a former Open University lecturer and the author of Bob Marley: Herald of a Postcolonial World?,  I have been discussing progressive and regressive (or degenerative and regenerative) aspects of Marley’s “natural mysticism”.

I contacted Toynbee seeking  insight into the truth of a claim by Marley’s one-time manager Don Taylor that the peace preaching reggae icon had executed “ghetto justice” on the man who led the 1976 gun attack on his home.

Sadly, this kind of fear and force focused “policing” is well-known to Jamaicans and other Caribbean people.

Barbadian historian Karl Watson has been sharing details of an encounter he had with Marley in Barbados in the 1950s, when they were both teenagers.

Ray Gurney, an architect and business associate (with wife Janice “life of the party” Gurney) was recently inspired by Marley’s song “One Love” to create a family film he had first thought of some years ago.

Marley’s well-known love of football, probably one of the genetic legacies of his white English father Norval that Marley himself, his mother Cedella, wife Rita and other Afrocentric guardians of Marley mythology have policed repressively speaks to me voluminously.

As does the socially seismic disqualification of Italy for the select group of nations that will compete in the 2018 World Cup battle for soccer supremacy.

Archbishop Vincent Nichols, President of the Catholic Bishops’ Conference of England and Wales, a key “police state” like, Judeo-Christian heritage preserving entity that I have been seeking to engage with constructively about its role in the aforementioned “short and long-term threats to my and others’ business interests, health and security” may have some idea of what that Italian tragedy means to me and other “unknown police”.

 Readers familiar with my geological and geopsychic phenomena tracking core beliefs will appreciate why I view the August 24, 2016 and January 18, 2017 earthquakes similarly.
I also note, with a sense of urgency, the devastation wrought by the December 28, 1908 Messina earthquake, as we approach the 59th anniversary of that tsunami-linked stumping of the “toe” of the beautiful game proud boot that is Italy.
The 900 year interval between the 2017 earthquake and its January 3 predecessor of 1117 that disquieted Verona is also suggestive of a cyclical, degenerative and regenerative dimension to the divine justice I serve and seek.
War wounds and winning tactics

 

“If we can succeed in inventing means of changing their attitudes and beliefs, we shall find ourselves in possession of measures which, if wisely used, may be employed in freeing ourselves from their attitudes and beliefs in other fields which have greatly contributed to the instability of our period by their propensity for holding up progress.”

D Cameron

It would be easy to attribute the statement above to British Prime Minister David Cameron, given his recent call for “muscular” promotion of British values to fight efforts by militant Islamists to subvert England’s progressive, liberal education system, through the so-called “Trojan Horse” strategy.

It would also be incorrect.

The title of this article and the “D Cameron” attribution that follows the opening quote are parts of a deliberate, Cristiano Ronaldo recalling journalistic body shift, employed by this writer to get readers to question and rethink what they think they know – much like I questioned the identity of Detective Inspector Rob Sterling of City of London Police, in the first article in this (England’s unknown police) series.

In a manner marginally comparable with the aggressive, excessive electroshock ‘therapy’ employed by pioneering psychiatrist Donald Ewen Cameron, the actual author of the quoted statement, I am attempting to ‘depattern’ the reader, gently erasing presumed attitudes and beliefs and ‘inputting’ preferred thoughts.

Strategically imitating (more like metamimicking) much of the modern media’s manipulative ‘information management’, which serves select interests – like Dr Cameron and the other scientists, military personnel and politicians who collaborated with him on the Central Intelligence Agency’s (CIA’s) MKULTRA mind control program – my Lionel Messi-emulating goal is to present an intensive critique of not just former journalist and political web spinner prime minister Cameron’s news management praxis, but a critique of the entire ‘knowledge industry’.

Like Luis Suarez, I’m striking against the inflated defences of both secular and religious education papier mache Mephistopheles.

But in contradistinction to Suarez, I don’t think I’ve bitten off more than I can chew.

As those familiar with my work with the United Nations Development Program (UNDP, Barbados) in the late 1990’s, the Encyclopedia of Caribbean Religions (2013, University of Illinois) and my on-going efforts to reform global fast food powerhouse Domino’s Pizza will know, I’ve been breaching the dogmatic defences of secular and religious knowledge soldiers and systems for several years now.

I’m particularly keen to explore the intersection of predominantly secular Western news media interests and the interests of the predominantly religious, non-Western communities that are typically the subject of academic international development theorizing – the kind of analysis that at least one University of East Anglia development studies course is dedicated to and that Oxfam’s Senior Strategy Advisor Duncan Green offered in a 2012 article.

Actually, a substitution of the word ‘Jihad’ for ‘struggle’ in Green’s article demonstrates the kind of journalistic depatterning that I am going for here. It gives fresh legs to my cause.

One hope is that the psychological shaking or cognitive shifting I achieve by such ‘thought substitution’ may provide a model or stimulus for the kind of critical thinking, open mindedness and even pessimistic questioning that might dislodge the bureaucratic blind faith or official optimism and complacency that was cited as a key factor behind the scandalous Daniel Pelka tragedy.

And the geographical coincidence of the Pelka tragedy and Trojan Horse affair, both based in the English Midlands, is not lost on my metaphysical instincts. My hope is to make the implications of such coincidences explicit.

In this article, as in others I have published here, including some outside this series, I’m capitalizing on a number of geographical, historical and other coincidences around the names “Cameron”, “Campbell” and “Thompson”, for example, as Anansi-like, I spin a web of transient deception, to demonstrate the counter intuitive notion that the more things change, the more they reveal unchanging truths and realities.

Another goal is to challenge linear Western notions of developmental or progressive change, which are notorious for understating or else completely ignoring the circular, mimetic character of change as experienced by time and space bound, socio-biologically sourced humanity.

It is such novelty chasing, typically anti-religious Western concepts of development that Al Queda, Boko Haram, El Shabab, Islamic State In Iraq and the Levant (ISIS) and some of their militant Rastafarian and other Afrocentric Caribbean counterparts oppose, fundamentally.

So here and subsequently, I’ll be comparing and conflating the academic ambitions and experiences of current University of East Anglia development studies staffers and students like John McNagh, Emil Dauncey, Sophie Helle, Le’Roi Adolphus, Rosanne Tromp and others, with the experiences and legacies of Dr Cameron, Emil Durkeim, Robert K Merton, Sylvia Plath, Sir Hilary Beckles, Viola Davis, Esther Philips, Margaret Gill and other father and mother figures and ancestors of academic inquiry.

As before I’ll also be drawing on interactions with journalists, visual artists and other creative industry organizations and personalities, including sketch artist Toni Hayden (England), dance groups Acrojou (England) and Forklift Danceworks (USA), singer-songwriters Anna Mudeka (Zimbabwe-England), Alicia Saldenha (Japan-Trinidad) and Edwin Yearwood and John King (Barbados).

As to be expected of what is essentially a media critique though, the direct and indirect contributions of journalists like Mike Liggins of the British Broadcasting Corporation’s (BBC’s) Norfolk outlet and Eric Smith, David Ellis and Kaymar Jordan of Barbados’ media will feature prominently.

Like the mesmerizingly meandering yet direct and driven Argentinian striker Messi, I’m executing a deceptive, direction changing yet maintaining ‘fakie’, temporarily misdirecting and wrong footing the reader, on occasion, as I pursue the historian’s highest goal: to reconcile the parts that each individual person and event contributes to the whole narrative of human existence and creativity.

From this literary set piece, assisted by the direct and indirect wing-man role-playing contributions of ‘team mates’ like Dauncey and Helle, for example, I am hoping to replicate something of the grace and beauty that Messi achieved when he scored his second World Cup goal of June 25th (fourth of the tournament), as his side battled Nigeria, ancestral cradle of the wily spider Anansi.

I’m conflating ‘beautiful game’ battles being fought today on Brazil’s 2014 World Cup fields of play, with the terrorizing, tragic legacies of the two Western World Wars, fought mainly in European theatres, with contemporary ideological disputes and divisions that all of us have a duty to monitor and police, though not always muscularly.

I am also firmly following-through on an undertaking given in the previous article in this series to give detailed attention to the politics of the deeply conflicted musical and religious icon Bob Marley .

I will be exploring not only the psychosomatic, rough or “rude bwoy” character of Marley’s tragic demise, but also his prima donna, Diego Maradonna approximating low “center of gravity”.

The psychiatric ‘apostle’ Cameron’s statement, taken from his paper The Social Reorganization of Germany, offers insights into the socio-psychological fall-out of the two World Wars’ devastating cultural explosions particularly.

Cameron (1907 – 1967) was an enigmatic, Scottish-born, Presbyterian raised, American acculturated, prominent yet “obscure” pioneer of Western professional and professorial psychiatric theory and practice.

And Islamic Jihad was not the focus of this prominent pioneer of psychiatry, who according to Wikipedia’s main article “served as President of the Canadian, American and World Psychiatric Associations, the American Psychopathological Association and the Society of Biological Psychiatry during the 1950s”.

His paper is not referring to the attitudes and beliefs of United Kingdom-based Muslims.
A profoundly “shell-shocked”, psychological semi-survivor of World Wars I and II, apparently, Professor Cameron was referring to the German people, whom he had come to view as archetypal representatives of ultraconservative, overly aggressive humanity.

Germans were to him what the “blue-eyed devil” white man is to Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan, presumably.

They were the “Pope Paul” and “Babylon” of the fundamentalist Rastafarian worldview of my deceased Rastafarian compatriot Dr Ikael Tafari and the Reggae icon Marley – in his most militant, arguably self-alienated moments, at least.

Wikipedia’s principle article on Dr Cameron – which readers should note may be accused of glossing over human rights abuses he perpetrated in the service of the CIA, incidentally – tells us that in 1945, he, Nolan D.C. Lewis and Paul L. Schroeder, colonel and psychiatrist, University College of Illinois, were invited to the Nuremberg Trials for a psychiatric evaluation of Adolf Hitler’s second in command Rudolf Hess.

But before his arrival in Nuremberg, Cameron seems to have already arrived at some astoundingly bigoted, settled, imagination-starved and ungracious views of Germans, which he recorded in his paper.

“Cameron argued that German culture and its individual citizens would have to be transformed and reorganized. In his analysis, German culture was made up of people who had the need for status, worshiped strict order and regimentation, desired authoritarian leadership and had a deeply ingrained fear of other countries,” says Wikipedia, citing his paper.

It continues “The paper stated that German culture and its people would have offspring bound to become a threat to world peace in 30 years. To prevent this, the West would have to take measures to reorganize German society”

But what “people” (nation, tribe or tongue) has not at some time, in some circumstance, in some measure, been “made up of people who had the need for status, worshiped strict order and regimentation, desired authoritarian leadership and had a deeply ingrained fear of other countries”?

Is that not a description of the classic, morally and politically conservative, Talibank Thinking temperament that can be found within all national borders?

Is it not, moreover, the kind of psychosocial profile that one might expect of large segments of all Western nations’ citizens around the turn of the twentieth century, as they struggled frantically to stabilize their “attitudes and beliefs” following the seismic shakings of the Christian Reformation, the French Revolution, industrialization, and the consolidation of scientific (so-called) secularism?

What people – African, Indian, Chinese, European or any other classification – is above the Nazi, fascist nationalism that England, France, Spain, Italy, the Netherlands and other European nations flirted with but which found its most simultaneously triumphant and tragic expression as it overtook Germany?

What objective justification did Dr Cameron have for thus stereotyping an entire country?

I’m inclined to think very little, if any, ultimately.

But beyond the self-asserted, arguably arrogant empiricist Cameron’s breath-taking bigotry, what stands out most shockingly is the Presbyterian professor’s extraordinary imitation of the very reactionary, retrogressive brutality that he denounced the German people for.

I believe this “own goal” like crisis of identity is the critical lesson that the no doubt well-meaning attitudes and beliefs policing yet perverse, probably criminal cruelty perpetuating professor Cameron can teach all of us – and not least, his prime ministerial “twin” David Cameron, strapped as he is with first-among-equals, father-like governmental responsibility.

The example of the scientist Cameron’s contradictory “war on terror” strategy should arouse the would-be hero PM Cameron’s “spider sense”, reminding him, Home Secretary Theresa “aunt” May and other UK attitudes-and-beliefs-policing authorities that if not properly managed, muscular moves to protect national security may violate not only principles of international solidarity but also the dictates of domestic human rights principles and policies.

Defending their goal of a progressive, culturally integrated, peaceful and prosperous Britain, the English prime minister and his parliamentary colleagues, would want like United States defender Geoff Cameron to avoid anything resembling the own-goal with which Brazilian defender Marcelo Vieira opened the goal-scoring of World Cup 2014.

They would not want to repeat the error of Ghanaian defender John Boye, a Spiderman whose muscular legging aided his side’s defeat and Portugal’s victory.

Graduate student Dauncey “a qualitative researcher undertaking a PhD in the School of International Development Studies” at the UEA could offer a useful metamimetic or semiotic analysis of Boye’s error, conceivably, as his research “focuses on the lives of young men living in an urban, Muslim enclave in Accra, Ghana”.

According to his LinkedIn profile, Dauncey’s broad research interest “is in how these young men make sense of themselves and the worlds that they inhabit.”

He writes “I examine how young men experience and (re)produce a world in which the local and global, consumer and producer are not easily disentangled. Drawing on my own field research I explore the understandings of identity and self that are at stake for young men through diverse forms of consumption and (re)production and the social relationships that frame them.”

“Courtship and marriage, work and leisure, shopping, dress and keep-fit are just a few of the practices and experiences examined. I argue that such practices are not merely economic necessities, but embodied self-making practices grounded in gendered relations of power,” he says.

Dauncey is also interested in the critical analysis of qualitative research methods, in particular focus groups and is currently investigating focus group methodologies and how the data they produce might be better situated and interpreted, by academics like himself, presumably.

Pursuing my own metamimetic analysis of the UEA’s, McGill University’s, the University of the West Indies and other academic institutions‘ ‘shadow worlds’, I am interested in how Dr Cameron, Dr McNagh, Dauncey, Helle, Trompe, I and other academics experience and (re)produce a world in which the local and global knowledge consumer and producer are not easily disentangled.

Drawing on my own “field research” (which, relative to my UEA “focus group”, is so far comprised mainly of introductory conversations and correspondence with McNagh, Dauncey and others) I too am exploring the understandings of identity and self that are at stake for young and old, male and female academics and other thinkers “through diverse forms of consumption and (re)production and the social relationships that frame them.”

Moreover, like the American Merton, “a tall, pipe-smoking scholar”, who “often used the trajectory of his life story, from slum to academic achievement, as material illustrating the workings of serendipity, chance and coincidence, which so long fascinated him,” I, an average height, non-smoking Barbadian thinker am using the trajectory of my own story of Derek Walcott-like dramatization of the creative use of schizophrenia in Caribbean writing, music and other fields as material illustrating the workings of serendipity, chance and coincidence which continue to fascinate me (the book by that title was first to published by my organization, Intelek International).

And lets not discount what I share with PM Cameron, which sadly includes the tainting that he and other British Parliamentarians share through their association with the press pedophilia of recently convicted former News of the World editor Andy Coulson and the late Liberal politician Sir Cyril Smith, whose liberal, progressive British values apparently led him to justify his homosexual and other serial sexual abuses of minors.

In the next article in this series, I will be exploring evidence of links between Cyril Smith, an alleged powerful pedophile ring operating in the British Parliament and similar ‘informal’ pedophile media and political collectives linked to MKULTRA operating in the United States, India, Pakistan, Guyana, Jamaica and my native Barbados.

I can only hope that not only DI Stirling of City of London Police but also his Norfolk Constabulary colleague, DC Trevor Tutt, with whom I shared the name of a possible pedophile embedded in one of Barbados’ top educational institutions, will give due consideration to this information.

As far as I am concerned, you don’t have to be psychic or spiritual to see the connections.

Relatively little investigative journalistic or policing curiosity – the kind that saved Tory MP Andrew Mitchell from an extraordinary media-police miscarriage of justice, apparently – is all that is required.

 

Dr Ewen Cameron – scientific patron saint or predatory secularist?

The psychiatric ‘apostle’ Cameron’s statement, taken from his paper The Social Reorganization of Germany, offers insights into the socio-psychological fall-out of the two World Wars’ devastating cultural explosions, particularly.

Cameron (1907 – 1967) was an enigmatic, Scottish-born, Presbyterian raised, American acculturated, prominent yet “obscure” pioneer of Western professional and professorial psychiatric theory and practice.

And Islamic Jihad was not the focus of this prominent pioneer of psychiatry, who according to Wikipedia’s main article “served as President of the Canadian, American and World Psychiatric Associations, the American Psychopathological Association and the Society of Biological Psychiatry during the 1950s”. His paper is not referring to the attitudes and beliefs of United Kingdom-based Muslims.

A profoundly “shell-shocked”, psychological semi-survivor of World Wars I and II, apparently, Professor Cameron was referring to the German people, whom he had come to view as archetypal representatives of ultraconservative, overly aggressive humanity.

Germans were to him what the “blue-eyed devil” white man is to Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan.

They were the “Pope Paul” and “Babylon” of the fundamentalist Rastafarian worldview of my deceased Rastafarian compatriot Dr Ikael Tafari and the Reggae icon Marley – in his most militant moments, at least.

Wikipedia’s principle article on Dr Cameron – which readers should note may be accused of glossing over human rights abuses he perpetrated in the service of the CIA, incidentally – tells us that in 1945, he, Nolan D.C. Lewis and Paul L. Schroeder, colonel and psychiatrist, University College of Illinois, were invited to the Nuremberg Trials for a psychiatric evaluation of Adolf Hitler ’s second in command Rudolph Hess.

But before his arrival in Nuremberg, Cameron seems to have already arrived at some astoundingly bigoted, settled, imagination-starved views of Germans, which he recorded in his paper.

“Cameron argued that German culture and its individual citizens would have to be transformed and reorganized. In his analysis, German culture was made up of people who had the need for status, worshiped strict order and regimentation, desired authoritarian leadership and had a deeply ingrained fear of other countries,” says Wikipedia, citing that paper.

It continues “The paper stated that German culture and its people would have offspring bound to become a threat to world peace in 30 years. To prevent this, the West would have to take measures to reorganize German society”

But what “people” (nation, tribe or tongue) has not at some time, in some circumstance, in some measure, been “made up of people who had the need for status, worshiped strict order and regimentation, desired authoritarian leadership and had a deeply ingrained fear of other countries”?

Is that not a description of the classic, morally and politically conservative, Talibank Thinking temperament that can be found within all national borders?

Is it not, moreover, the kind of psychosocial profile that one might expect of large segments of all Western nations’ citizens around the turn of the twentieth century, as they struggled frantically to stabilize their “attitudes and beliefs” following the seismic shakings of the Christian Reformation, the French Revolution, industrialization, and the consolidation of scientific (so-called) secularism?

What people – African, Indian, Chinese, European or any other classification – is above the Nazi, fascist nationalism that England, France and Italy flirted with but which found its most simultaneously triumphant and tragic expression as it overtook Germany?

What objective justification did Dr Cameron have for thus stereotyping an entire country?

I’m inclined to think very little, if any, ultimately.

But beyond the self-asserted, arguably arrogant empiricist Cameron’s breath-taking bigotry, what stands out most shockingly is the Presbyterian professor’s extraordinary imitation of the very reactionary, retrogressive brutality that he denounced the German people for.

I believe this “own goal” like crisis of identity is the critical lesson that the no doubt well-meaning attitudes and beliefs policing yet perverse, probably criminal cruelty perpetuating professor Cameron can teach all of us – and not least, his prime ministerial “twin” David Cameron, strapped as he is with first-among-equals, father-like governmental responsibility.

The example of the scientist Cameron’s contradictory “war on terror” strategy should arouse the would-be hero PM Cameron’s “spider sense”, reminding him, Home Secretary Theresa “aunt” May and other UK attitudes-and-beliefs-policing authorities that if not properly managed, muscular moves to protect national security may violate not only principles of international solidarity but also the dictates of domestic human rights principles and policies.

Defending their goal of a progressive, culturally integrated, peaceful and prosperous Britain, the English prime minister and his parliamentary colleagues, would want like United States defender Geoff Cameron to avoid anything resembling the own-goal with which Brazilian defender Marcelo Vieira opened the goal-scoring of World Cup 2014.

They would not want to repeat the error of Ghanaian defender John Boye, a Spiderman whose muscular legging aided his side’s defeat and Portugal’s victory.

Dancing with Dauncey, dramatist Derek Walcott and other detectives

Graduate student Dauncey “a qualitative researcher undertaking a PhD in the School of International Development Studies” at the UEA could offer a useful metamimetic or semiotic analysis of Boye’s error, conceivably, as his research “focuses on the lives of young men living in an urban, Muslim enclave in Accra, Ghana”.

According to his LinkedIn profile, Dauncey’s broad research interest “is in how these young men make sense of themselves and the worlds that they inhabit.”

He writes “I examine how young men experience and (re)produce a world in which the local and global, consumer and producer are not easily disentangled. Drawing on my own field research I explore the understandings of identity and self that are at stake for young men through diverse forms of consumption and (re)production and the social relationships that frame them.”

“Courtship and marriage, work and leisure, shopping, dress and keep-fit are just a few of the practices and experiences examined. I argue that such practices are not merely economic necessities, but embodied self-making practices grounded in gendered relations of power,” he says.

Dauncey is also interested in the critical analysis of qualitative research methods, in particular focus groups and is currently investigating focus group methodologies and how the data they produce might be better situated and interpreted, by academics like himself, presumably.

Pursuing my own metamimetic analysis of the UEA’s, McGill University’s, the University of the West Indies and other academic institutions‘ ‘shadow worlds’, I am interested in how Dr Cameron, Dr McNagh, Dauncey, Helle, Trompe, I and other academics experience and (re)produce a world in which the local and global knowledge consumer and producer are not easily disentangled.

Drawing on my own “field research” (which, relative to my UEA “focus group”, is so far comprised mainly of introductory conversations and correspondence with McNagh, Dauncey and others) I am exploring the understandings of identity and self that are at stake for young and old, male and female academics and other thinkers “through diverse forms of consumption and (re)production and the social relationships that frame them.

Moreover, like the American Merton, “a tall, pipe-smoking scholar”, who “often used the trajectory of his life story, from slum to academic achievement, as material illustrating the workings of serendipity, chance and coincidence, which so long fascinated him,” I, an average height, non-smoking Barbadian thinker am using the trajectory of my own story of Derek Walcott-like dramatization of the creative use of schizophrenia in Caribbean writing, music and other fields as material illustrating the workings of serendipity, chance and coincidence which continue to fascinate me.

And lets not discount what I share with PM Cameron, which sadly includes the tainting that he and other British Parliamentarians share through their association with the press paedophilia of recently convicted former News of the World editor Andy Coulson and the late Liberal politician Sir Cyril Smith, whose liberal, progressive British values apparently led him to justify his homosexual and other serial sexual abuses of minors.

In the next article in this series, I will be exploring evidence of links between Cyril Smith, an alleged powerful paedophile ring operating in the British Parliament and similar ‘informal’ paedophile media and political collectives linked to MKULTRA operating in the United States, India, Pakistan, Guyana, Jamaica and my native Barbados.

I can only hope that not only DI Stirling of City of London Police but also his Norfolk Constabulary colleague, DC Trevor Tutt, with whom I shared the name of a possible paedophile embedded in one of Barbados’ top educational institutions, will give due consideration to this information.

As far as I am concerned, you don’t have to be psychic or spiritual to see the connections.

Relatively little investigative journalistic or policing curiosity – the kind that saved Tory MP Andrew Mitchell from an extraordinary media-police miscarriage of justice – is all that is required.

References

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/debate/article-2658171/DAVID-CAMERON-British-values-arent-optional-theyre-vital-Thats-I-promote-EVERY-school-As-row-rages-Trojan-Horse-takeover-classrooms-Prime-Minister-delivers-uncompromising-pledge.html

http://www.theguardian.com/politics/2014/jun/15/david-cameron-british-values-schools

https://www.princeton.edu/~achaney/tmve/wiki100k/docs/Project_MKULTRA.html

http://www.allvoices.com/contributed-news/16994896-what-david-cameron-jim-al-khalili-and-don-glunt-share-faiths-fleshy-care-and-concern-1

http://www.un.org/News/Press/docs/2000/20001023.pi1303.doc.html

http://blogs.worldbank.org/publicsphere/whats-connection-between-power-development-and-social-media

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath

http://tonihayden.com/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geoff_Cameron

http://www.allvoices.com/contributed-news/15543809-meet-marital-twin-pope-francis-and-barbadian-mother-poet-margaret-gill

http://meditationkicksass.tumblr.com/about

http://www.wikihow.com/Dribble-a-Soccer-Ball-Past-an-Opponent

http://www.theguardian.com/theguardian/1999/oct/20/features11.g22

http://www.equalparenting-bc.ca/issues/na_gunderson-ted-fbi.htm

http://content.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,903630,00.html

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=77QAMojJ_IE

http://www.american-buddha.com/franklincoverup.13.htm

http://www.american-buddha.com/lit.daddysylvia.htm

http://www.scotsman.com/news/stunning-tale-of-brainwashing-the-cia-and-an-unsuspecting-scots-researcher-1-466144

http://www.flavinscorner.com/cameron.htm

“In the Name of Science” by Andrew Goliszek

http://www.american-buddha.com/lit.junglordunderworld.htm

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unethical_human_experimentation_in_the_United_States

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-27047442

http://www.channel4.com/programmes/dispatches/4od#3717617

Trump’s bipolar Bajan ‘head teachers’ (Heady black and white nationalist alliances – part 1)

 

The F-AcT of Publishing ‘bigly’

It will help to begin this title shifting, cloistered, oracular 14th installment of my Mouth Of the Beast series of articles with a word of thanks to Ann Fenton, Managing Editor of the American news blog The Latest.

The submersion of the MOTB brand under the black and white nationalist title in this instance is both an assertion of my relatively absolute power over my writing and a subtle rebuke to Ms Fenton.

An apparent stickler for compliance with the Associated Press’ Style Guide, the mainstream news journalist’s Bible, Ms Fenton can be thought of as a hyper vigilant, arguably anal retentive head teacher or press pope.

She might be considered a compulsively ordered editor, afflicted with an edited, literary version of the racial anxieties behind Donald Trump’s, Steve Bannon’s, VS Naipaul’s, professor Sir Hilary Beckles’, Louis Farrakhan’s and other black and white nationalists’ and similar social separatists’ insistence on ethnic and color coded clarity.

And I do not suggest this as a slur against Fenton because like her and other writers, including The Latest publisher Jeffrey Hall, almost certainly, I too have ‘black and white’ publishing anxieties.

We're all drowning in floods of information...?
We’re all drowning in floods of information…?

Indeed, I empathize with Fenton precisely on the basis of my own neurotic and phlegmatic publishing struggles, especially my own seemingly interminable challenges of learning and unlearning the subjectivity of words.

I identify with the AP’s Jill Lawless and the BBC’s Mike Liggins and other BBC journalists similarly.

And as a corrupt corporate culture challenging petition I have started suggests, I am keen to help the BBC reform itself internally.

I want to help Liggins, Wendy Witham, Garry Standly and others free themselves from the duplicity and double-mindedness that excessive corporate conformity can make normative or normalize.

On a similar basis, I empathize with and, if I could, would “radicalize” Barbadian poet and formidable feminist and trade union activist Margaret Gill who is featured in the above video.
A virtual embodiment of the literary fault lines along Barbados’ gender, racial and religious divides, Gill was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in 1987.

But that is an official record or “publication” that Gill, a founder member with me of Voices: Barbados Writers’ Collective, is rightly refusing to be defined by.

And consistent with my work with others promoting reform in mental health diagnosis and treatment, I support Gill in that public assertion.

But Gill, with whom I was once involved intimately, risks being defined by a psychosis of another kind: a sociopath-like, public image obsessed twisting of the heart and mind.
Weighed in the balance by the omniscient umpire who presides over the cosmos’ collective wickets, the longstanding Democratic Labour Party member Gill risks being branded a player of a deeply malformed, malicious and corrupt cricket.

Like former England cricket team captain Nassar Hussain’s now clearly premature analysis of the West Indies team’s performance in their second test match against England at Headingly, Gill, a poet of considerable pedigree risks being exposed as a Pharisee: a performer whose words are empty.
That is because like Trump, Hilary Clinton, Dr Ben Carson, Kellyanne Conway, her UWI colleagues professor Beckles and ‘sista’ Dr Sandra Richards and other conscious or unconscious gender, race and religion racketeering manipulators and bullies, Gill is at risk of being defined by her contribution to the long-running, Barbados-sown, globally grown campaign of character assassination and related human rights violations that has been undermining my work, my health and my family life for more than a quarter of a century.
And let me assert again here, as I have done previously, that campaign is not harming me only.

As I have indicated in an open letter to the Queen of England, to whom Barbadian parliamentarians owe a particular moral and constitutional duty, that cowardly campaign is undermining freedom of the press and other critical cornerstones of Barbados’, England’s, America’s, Canada’s and related democracies.

But the good news, the gospel truth, if you will, is that it is in Gills power to redress the risks to her reputation as a person of integrity proactively.

And what a tragedy it would be if the following decree of CS Lewis, describing essentially self-alienated, self-righteous leaders is ultimately, definitively said of this truly gifted Barbadian woman.
“Of all tyrannies, a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It would be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron’s cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.”

It is this tyrannical delusion of righteousness that makes Gill, Beckles, Carson, Farrakhan and other black leaders conscious or unwitting allies of beast-like Trump’s truth trampling, tyrannical work.

The convergence of white and black nationalists’ bipolar political, hollowly heady, excessively high minded impulses is both rooted in and leads to miscalculation of their own and misappropriation of others’ social capital.

This creates power vacuums among their respective constituents, resulting in social equivalents of the destruction that hurricane Harvey represents.

Or as I indicated in a number of recent tweets it causes #TrumpicalDepressions.

The delusions of manic depressives like Gill always tend to create deluges of one kind or another.

The embarrassingly public mental health crisis that the radically race conscious rap artiste Kanye West suffered following his endorsement of Trump may be a case in point.

Thesis I tweeted linking Trump's heated racial rhetoric to hurricanes Harvey, Irma and Jose.
Thesis I tweeted linking Trump’s heated racial rhetoric to hurricanes Harvey, Irma and Jose.

 

I will get to the particulars of Gill’s ongoing betrayal of the beautiful bond that she and I initiated in Barbados in due curse.

For now it will suffice to say that hers seem to mostly be sins of silence.

Her crimes, and I do mean crimes, seem mostly to be a matter of secretive, conspiratorial subversion.

And in the same way that the cosmic reason why the literary umpire Fenton rejected an earlier, 700 word version of this article is something of a mystery to me, so too Gill’s perverse persistence with a cynical Naipaul and Surinder Kandola recalling secrecy about abuses she, I and numerous others have suffered at the hands of Barbados’ gender, race, religion, class and otherwise deeply divisive, tribal political culture remains something of a puzzle.

But for now, back to Fenton.

I empathize with the difficulties of her editorial role, which essentially obliges her to police not just the words but also the motives of others.

Indeed I grapple with the limited control I have over what even the words I create, write or speak, can mean, let alone the words of others!

The heart can be such a shady, obscure, erogenous zone (Jeremiah 17:9).

“Schnart Art”, an Intelek Domino Effect Associates (IDEAs) project that I have embarked on with a number of emerging citizen journalists and ‘seers’, including visual artists Deborah Liversage, entrepreneur ‘oracle’ Janice Lear-Gurney and her architect husband Ray, demonstrates the cyclic or perennial challenges around human language-knowledge consumption and production patterns that I struggle with daily.

Consistent with the fundamental, geopsychic phenomena measuring, early warning aims of this KoreBelief blog, of which it is a ‘by-product’, SchnartArt proceeds not only from the obscurity of the oracle Gurney, but also engages with seismic significations of the August 21 solar eclipse, profoundly.

I certainly view the hurricane Harvey triggered tragic deaths and destruction in Texas as a kind of semantic saturation, catalyzed perhaps by Trump’s hot wind rhetoric engaging with an extremely cold, frigid, fundamentalist Christian front.

I also hold Trump’s, Bannon’s, Farrakhan’s, Carson’s and others’ heat generating, at times blood chilling rhetoric responsible, at least indirectly, for the ongoing destruction of hurricane Irma and the emerging threat of Jose.
And to be clear: this is not just a meteorological metaphor.

 

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It is also an empirical assessment that derives fundamentally from a time and space generated, linguistic labels transcending rehabilitation of the medieval notion of “humors”.

Accordingly, as I recently indicated to Barbadian cleric Reverend Sonia Hinds, I am inclined to see some causal or at least contingent connections between the Texas flooding and real property rich Trump’s moral famine risking political correctness destroying obsession.
I believe these destructive weather systems may be reasonably viewed as God’s or the cosmos’ way of cleansing America and its Caribbean neighbors (especially proud Jamaica, where Beckles is currently based) of their excessive, racial pride rooted delusions.

From that point of view, these violent weather phenomena may be viewed as cleansing winds, sent to prompt a review of well-meaning but misguided or short-sighted, maliciously and materially motivated decisions.

Trump’s immediate White House predecessor Barack Obama’s simplistic, short-sighted support for gay marriage, apparently ignoring 2000 years of Christian marriage manipulation and perversion by various interests, would fall into the former category of Mike the headless chicken misreads.

I suppose I can sympathize with Obama, a constitutional lawyer by training.

I can see why he and other legal minds might think the letter of the law could fix the fundamentally social, complex challenges that marriage, whether gay or straight, monogamous or polygamous presents.
But I see the destructive hurricanes as a cosmological indictment on the real property rich magnate Trump’s condition as an ethical and intellectual property thin, moral dunce more readily than I see it as an Obama or Clinton conceit remedy.

My primary concern though is that these and other natural disasters might be read more prospectively and respectfully by the people of the Caribbean.
I suggest we think of them as colonic cleansers removing post-colonial psychic impurities from the Caribbean body politic’s system.

And from my creole linguistics informed perspective, the balance of probability clearly favors such an analysis, however tentatively offered.

I certainly stand by the validity of this theistic proposition, irrespective of British historian Niall Ferguson’s and other atheist, secular historians’ indifference to the intersection of ethics and ecology in spoken, written or otherwise published words.
I single out Ferguson here because in the September 4 broadcast of BBC Radio 4’s The World This Weekend he defended Trump’s supposed PC redressing verbal aggression.

As I noted in a post in the National Union of Journalist’s Facebook group, Ferguson seems to have a peculiarly unscientific understanding of the power of the 45th US president’s brazen Twitter and other public pronouncements.

I wrote: “His criticism of the media for focusing on Donald Trump’s tweeting is not without merit but deeply concerning nonetheless… surely a historian of Niall Ferguson’s standing should have some inkling of the potency of the public comments of a US president.”

Even if he isn’t familiar with the idea of a ‘speech act’ as formulated in the discipline of Linguistics, a scientific study of language, I opined, Ferguson, a seasoned broadcaster and the Laurence A. Tisch Professor of History at Harvard University should know something about the power of words.
He should be aware of the power of words to escalate or deescalate tense, potentially violent situations.

A student of distinguished American diplomat Henry Kissinger apparently, Ferguson should be aware of the concept of “constructive ambiguity”.

But he seems to have little grasp of the workings of language beyond some rudely agglutinated or hurried together, self-contradicting understanding of the coherence that may exist in and across pragmatics and related linguistic fields, such as semantics, syntax, phonetics, phonology and morphology.

Which brings me again to the seemingly PC hyper sensitive editor Fenton.

She seems to have little awareness of the relative obesity of the English language and how this makes a nonsense of Style Guide and other notions of clarity, at least potentially.

Like Ferguson’s ethically shallow assessment of Trump’s tactless diplomacy, Fenton’s editorial stewardship toward me might be described as a Hussainesque misreading of a test match by reliance on the the temporal and spatial constraints of Twenty20 memories.

Reviewing and ultimately rejecting the earlier version of this article that I had submitted to The Latest, Fenton ignored my stated intention to present my ideas in a series of articles rather than a single 700 word one-off.

She also took particular issue with my use of the word “mistress”, despite my effort to explain the unique, gender transcending “entailment, implicature, semantic and pragmatic” properties that distinguish my use of that word in this instance.

Fenton apparently reasoned that even my use of quotation marks to signal my peculiar, idiosyncratic use of the word made no difference.

But by binning my article, basically, Fenton triggered a sense of longing for the short-lived literary liberties that I enjoyed while working as an anchor with the then more relaxed, Style Guide-challenging, citizen journalist publisher Allvoices-Pulse Point.

She therefore triggered a happy memory even as she helped me appreciate the extent to which both traditional print and cutting edge digital media entities can be virtually imprisoned by and perpetuate the binary or bipolar gender, racial, religious and other stereotypes that ‘divide and rule’ demagogues like Trump and Farrakhan trade on.

 

Donald Trump, 45th United States President (Wikipedia)
Donald Trump, 45th United States President (Wikipedia)

Her insistence on my conformity to the Style Guide’s dictates on journalistic ‘clarity’, a perfectly reasonable, legitimate insistence in many ways, therefore shifted my attention from Gill’s, Beckles’ Carson’s, Richards’, Farrakhan’s and other Black and Minority Ethnic community leaders conscious or unconscious support of Trump’s agenda to the systemic nature of the media industry’s tendency to package and ‘compartmentalize’ information and, intentionally or unintentionally, perpetuate bipolar, black-versus-white and other bigotry enabling ‘branding’ and stereotyping.

Fenton demonstrated what we might call the petrifying or heart and head hardening propensity of the money and otherwise materially motivated publishing industry.
She dramatized, pragmatically, the printed word’s tendency to facilitate mental frigidity, fossilization and compartmentalization.
Particularly through a tendency to force writers to make binary or bipolar word choices, the publishing industry tends to limit those writers’ and their readers’ capacity to think holistically.

Fenton, Hall, Ferguson, Katharine Viner, Ted Turner, Rupert Murdoch, David Thomson, Paul Dacre, professor Sir Beckles, Richard Dawkins and other publishing industry and wider knowledge trading ‘priests’, ‘priestesses’ and similarly ‘ordained’ worshipers of ‘Style Guide gods’ force us to choose between words like “secular or religious” and “black or white”, for example.
Yet it is apparent that at its worst, demonstrated both by PC trampling Trump and some of his hyper sensitive detractors, this tendency of the written word can be a catalyst for or ally in the binary, bipolar thinking that was behind the tragic death of human rights advocate Heather Heyer, during an eruption of racial tensions over a white nationalist rally in Charlottesvile, Virginia.
As readers may recall, the 32 year-old Heyer was killed by James Fields Jr, a white nationalist (or should that be whites rights activist?) who in a now routinely used terror strategy drove a car into a group of protesters that included Heyer.
She was killed and 19 other protesters were injured.
That arguably sensory rather than sense less vehicular slaying of Heyer by the 20 year-old Fields was a dramatic demonstration of the 2 Corinthians 3:6 New Testament warning about written things that I have cited repeatedly in this MOTB series: “the letter killeth”.
This spirituality restricting, cognitively corrosive capacity of the written word, which finds a peculiar contemporary expression in Trump’s and others’ politically polarized tweeting, tends to be overlooked by written news publishers and knowledge traders everywhere.
Secular and religious publishers seem equally indifferent to it.
And although the lethalness of the letter is a central theme in my book The Bible: Beauty and Terror Reconciled, I tend not to dwell on it myself.
How could I and maintain any sense of self respect as a post modernist scribe in the mold of Cheikh Anta Diop and Jacques Derrida?
So I am grateful to Fenton for prompting me to reflect at length on how what I in one poem call “the illiteracy of Christ” is relevant to Trump’s and other divide and rule demagogues’ programs of publishing ‘bigly’.
I am indebted to her for reminding me that despite the efforts of those like Ferguson who might deny a causal or contingent link between Trump’s aggressive rhetoric and the racial tensions now undermining black and white Americans’ efforts to coexist peacefully, his word, and that of other supposed “white slight redressing”, PC pulverizing pragmatists became flesh in the Heyer tragedy.
Fenton’s challenge has ultimately deepened my conviction that while the pen may be mightier than the sword, it is also, potentially, as impotent.
She has strengthened my belief that like the car driven by the hot head Fields, the 26 characters of the alphabet are mere machines, ultimately.

Their meaning and utility derive from the consciousness of the writer-driver.

And some writers, like Scotland’s ‘Bin Lorry Bin Ladin’ career driver Harry Clarke are clearly less conscious and conscientious than others.
Now, should Fenton be considered not only a ‘bookish theoric’ but in fact a binary thinking, bipolar person herself?
Probably not in the strict, medical sense of the word.
I know very little of Fenton beyond what is indicated by the few emails we have exchanged.
And I hope that she has never suffered the misfortune of a deeply stigmatizing bipolar disorder or similar mental illness diagnosis, as these tend to be self-fulfilling prophecies.

 

Gill a ‘bookish theoric’?
Which brings me back to the woman featured in the joint Pan American Health Organization (PAHO) and World Health Organization produced video accompanying this article: Ms Gill.
As she admits in the PAHO/WHO video, Gill was diagnosed with bipolar disorder by Barbados’ secular science based medical establishment in 1987.
That clearly was not an easy admission for the proud poet Gill, as her facial expression, especially a seemingly anxious, Fentonesque shifting of her eyes to someone positioned to the left (her right) of the recording camera suggests.

Gill, the winner of the inaugural Frank Collymore Literary Endowment Award, the most prestigious on the island is clearly aware of her reputational, publishing vulnerability.
She knew full well the risk she was taking as she chose to stand up and be counted among people “breaking the silence and the stigma around depression”, as the video states, with black and white clarity, literally.
And again, for this conscious risk-taking I will salute the emotionally fragile yet self-affirming poet Gill’s courage endlessly.
However, I can only offer her a restrained, largely optimistic, emotionally edited salute at this stage, because Gill does not seem as aware as she could be of the fallibility or selectivity of her Kandolaesque memory.
I say this because in February Gill said that she loathes me because I ‘outed’ her as a mental health sufferer, rather than letting her publish that information herself.
Emphasizing that it is not her way to hate anybody, Gill, the mother to an adult son, told me that she was making an exception to that rule just for me.

So it appears that Gill believes that she has arrived at her loathing of me rationally.

There certainly was a vehemence and determination in her voice as Trump-like, she executed this venomous, violent speech act: “Ya see you Junior Campbell, I loooooathe you!” she said, stressing the vowel for impact.
I believe the ‘outing’ that Gill is accusing me of occurred in an Allvoices article I published in 2012, ventilating my concerns about her conscious or unconscious role in the long-running campaign of character assassination and other ‘brand bashing’ human rights violations.
Yet if I recall correctly, I published that since binned but soon to be re-published article some time after Gill had already “published” the bands of her bipolarity, if I may use that ecclesiastical marriage announcing analogy.
Put with Fentonesque simplicity, in 2012 I believed I was free to mention Gill’s mental health struggles publicly because she had already done so by then.

As I recall, she had told me that her courageous, mental health stigma challenging public declaration had come about during a conference of some kind, possibly held at the former Sherbourne Conference Centre (now called the Lloyd Erskine Sandiford Centre).
So, it may well be that the long-time Democratic Labour Party member Gill’s decision to loathe me is based on a failure of memory.
And I say ‘may well be’ because I am mindful of a rather darker, more depressing possibility.

 

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Given our capacity as human beings for self-deception, it may be the case that Gill remembers that she had outed herself as a mental health sufferer but is seeking to conceal that fact in a bid to discredit me, as her DLP colleague Donville Inniss and others dancing along Barbados’ political divides have been doing since the 1990s.
That is to say, Gill may be casting herself as a victim, basically, in order to justify her, her UWI colleague Richards and other fundamentalist feminists’ and black seperatists’ efforts to portray me as a villainous, or, and more professionally damaging, a well meaning but incompetent person.
Much as it saddens me, I am obliged to consider the possibility that Gill has given herself wholly to the political machinations and related public relations deceit that blight all levels of Barbadian communication and social relations.
And it seems to me that Barbadians’ pride in our longstanding but rather optimistic 98% literacy assessment only exacerbates this dilemma.

Gill’s bipolarity, a personal challenge, is in fact correlated by the similarly seperatist, socially divisive party politics that Barbadian writer George Lamming has identified as a pernicious destroyer of Barbadian dreams and talent.

The prominent Barbadian thinker, best known for his novel In The Castle Of My Skin, offered this assessment during the 5th annual Assembly Of Caribbean People, held at UWI’s Barbados-based Cave Hill Campus in 2015.
Here are Lamming’s words as reported by a local newspaper:

“It is my view that the political party, as it operates, is the source of public corruption. It is the source of a waste of human capital. It is the major obstacle to any rational and serious debate about politics.”

The basic argument of this essay is that by behaving like the anxious editor Fenton, who again, I empathize with, Gill, Beckles, Richards and other Barbadian black nationalist thinkers are advancing the deeply divided and divisive president Trump’s and other white nationalists’ short-sighted agendas, consciously or unconsciously.

I am contending that this unintended consequence of their actions is a perpetual risk not just in spite of their literary and other academic accomplishments, but to some extent because of them.

Again, as the biblical writer put it “the letter kills”.

And I readily concede that my own written words can have a lethal impact.

So contrary to Fenton’s apparent assumption, it is not my intention to denigrate Gill or anyone else.

I am simply suggesting that Barbadians are particularly susceptible to the unintended forgetfulness or deliberate dishonesty that Gill demonstrates because of the mental and moral fog that our country’s literacy linked, color coded political party opportunism and tribalism generates.
This is why Voices, the writer’s group that Gill, Nailah Imojah, Mark McWatt, Joy Workman and I founded became an object of conquest or, as former Barbadian prime minister Owen Arthur once suggested, in a reference to Barbados’ cultural industries overall, a source of political capital.
I believe Lamming, a Marxist analyst who has impressed this writer by his willingness to acknowledge the limitations of Marxist analysis would caution against or even denounce that kind of proprietorial or territorial political speculation.

The Trinidadian thinker and cricket officianado CLR James did the same, incidentally, penetratingly labeling the USSR a ‘state capitalist’ venture.
Due partly, perhaps, to the victimization that he suffered under the mercurial Trinidadian leader Eric Williams’ regime, James too was aware of how the schizophrenic disconnect between Caribbean politicians’ and political activists’ socialist preaching and their capitalist practice could make them ‘mistresses’ of Trump-like racketeers and tricksters.

The crux of the problem, as articulated on one occasion by the late Barbadian trade union activist Ricky ‘Babu’ Parris, under whom I served as the Treasurer of the Pan Africanist Movement of Barbados, is a failure of polarized black and white nationalists to appreciate the value of being at least as self-critical as one is inclined to indulge in self-praise.
Ottis Gibson, the Barbadian coach of the England cricket team spoke of a related challenge in a press conference held on September 5, at Lord’s Cricket Ground, ahead of the 3rd and decisive Investec test match between England and the West Indies.

More on that in my next article, to be published modestly here.

 

Black and white signs and wonders

Like Fenton’s questionable, simplistic, possibly corporate interests driven insistence on clarity, Gill’s loathing of me appears to be the consequence of a defective conscience: a deficiency of self-awareness, as our fellow poet Parris might say from the grave.

More pointedly, given that she had already gone public with her mental illness history, I am inclined to believe that Gill loathes me for some perceived offence or group of offences that she is either unwilling or unable to concede.

The perceived injury that Gill refuses to forgive me could be the fact that it was I, not her, who ended our relationship.

Or, and I think this is more likely, the fact that I married a white woman.

It seems to me that this racist territoriality is something that Gill shares with Trump, Farrakhan, Beckles, Richards and other nationalists and separatists.
A similarly compelling possibility is that Gill is angry with me for publishing details of her betrayal of the DLP.

As I have published previously, she did that when she asked me to do some ‘indirect’ canvassing for Reginald Farley, the rival Barbados Labour Party candidate, in the 1994 general election campaign.

I suppose it is easier to blame me than it is to blame herself, Robert Morris or another of her die hard DLP comrades for the militant tendencies or excessively strict, potentially violent or otherwise human-rights-infringing ‘labour discipline’ that made her feel obliged to conceal her support for a BLP candidate.

And I have no doubt some Barbadians would say that I should blame myself at least partly for accepting that BLP ‘mess of pottage’ despite having been raised in a DLP household from my childhood days.

But I reasoned, as I believe Gill did, that never having joined the DLP I was better placed than her or another person officially tied to that party to canvass for Farley.

And I believe she stressed the indirect character of that Farley promoting tactic which was conducted by means of an ostensibly independent house-to-house survey of voter opinion.

In other words, I felt that despite my loyalty to the DLP, which I incarnated with a vote for then party leader and my local representative Sir Lloyd Erskine Sandiford in the same general election, I could indirectly support Farley with a clear conscience.

I certainly did not think I was selling my democratic birth right or otherwise surrendering my rights as a Barbadian citizen to freedom of association.

I did not and do not believe that my interactions with Gill or any other Barbadian activist, politician, party or any other political entity anulls my entitlement to the freedom of conscience and other human rights that my slave and free Barbadian ancestors fought and laboured for.

Does the fact that my father canvassed for the late Sir Richard Haynes give the DLP proprietorial or territorial interests in Jeffrey Campbell’s children?
Does the labour expended by my father for Barbados’ trade union movement, in the hotel industry, as a hifi player or as a sign painter with the Ministry of Transport and Works entitle any of his shop steward or other union colleagues to a proprietorial or territorial interest in me?

If so, they should tell me how.

 

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In an as yet unpublished poetic precursor to this narrative, I consider the possibility that somehow, through the neural networks of her tortured, bipolar soul, Gill’s professed loathing of me may be fuelled by a fragmentary love.

I write:
“And love and hate can be confused so easily in the market place: buyer’s remorse with the marketer’s guilt.
Ask Prime Minister Theresa May, media magnate Karen Blackett or that game Grand Master Reverend Sally Muggeridge.
You play your own word games with a considerable mastery.
You certainly gave that venomous verb dramatic, extended emphasis during our brief, long-distance conversation, this past February.
Oh! If words spoken in 0:03 seconds could kill!
If words travelling from Christ Church, Barbados, to Norfolk, England via fibre optic cable could decapitate,
Your Kalibank Queen killing skills would have finished me that day.”

The poem continues with a prayer:

“If only you and I could concoct a kindred science to reconcile our complementarily traveled and troubled, occasionally harried and muddled hearts and minds.

Oh that you and I could construct a man-woman, person-to-person faith based on our uniquely shared experiences and scribed in a marriage of our poetic Bajan idiolects.”

But as I have made clear to Gill and others, I am not seeking reconciliation or accommodation with her for her or my sake only.
A socialist she should know how the rift between her and I has been rippling socially.

A radical feminist in some ways, as indicated, for example, by her refusal to shave her legs, Gill knows that the personal is political, especially in Barbados, because of the depth and breadth of the tiny, 166 square mile island’s political penetration and saturation.

But as a priest after the order of Mechizidek, I would appeal primarily to Gill’s piety, rather than her Marxist or other ideologies.

Not least, because in February Gill told me that I am not the only person God speaks to.

 

 

Black and white alleys and allies

The economic historian and former British Labour Party MP Tristram Hunt offers a somewhat rudimentary mapping of the international dimensions of Barbadians’ published and unpublished, private and public sociopolitical ripples in his book Ten Cities That Built An Empire.

Like Ferguson’s ideas about ‘contaminated Christianity’, Hunt’s analysis is useful, but not above critical scrutiny.

There certainly is no evidence that he is interested in engaging with Barbadians’ religious faith penetratingly.

Like the late 19th century, money-minded madame Rachel Pringle, might Hunt, like his academic colleague Beckles, be assuming that every confession of religious faith or spirituality is shallow and of little consequence?

Might the labour rights preaching Gill be similarly convinced?
Might she be merely marketing and bartering the beliefs of Providence Methodist Church, her official place of worship, the last I knew, rather than fully embracing them?

Could it be that like disgraced ex-Methodist minister Paul Flower, Gill has given herself over to publishing ‘bigly’ what she pours contempt on through private unpublished actions?
I hope this is not the case.

More than hoping, through this article, I am acting decisively to alert the prodigiously talented Gill to what she and other members of the DLP, BLP and other stewards of Barbados democratic legacy are at risk of wasting, like the prodigal Englishman Tom Rakewell.

I have also been in touch with our mutual friend Reverend Hinds to this end (efforts to reach Richards through UWI and other initiatives have however so far sadly fallen on deaf ears).

Both women know that I have been tracking the earthquakes, sudden deaths and other socially seismic events that have shaken the faith of Barbadians in recent years with more than a passing interest.

And while I am not so conceited as to assume some messianic mantle that puts Barbadians’ fate in my hands, I also am mindful of my duty as a fully committed follower of the Cosmic Christ’s leading.

I do what I can to be a salting, life saving representative of the Barbadian incarnation of Christ’s brand.
Whether she loves or loathes me, I remain as committed to doing whatever I can to be a blessing to the uniquely beautiful Ms Gill, as I am to be a blessing to all Barbadians and Caribbean people.

 

References and further reading

https://www.change.org/p/tony-hall-bbc-director-general-bbc-stop-mollycoddling-fundamentalist-atheist-and-religious-bigotry?recruiter=7394506&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=twitter&utm_campaign=share_petition

https://www.opendemocracy.net/5050/lara-whyte/women-conflict-sexual-violence

http://www.nationnews.com/nationnews/news/67802/bajan-fired-college-post-us

A mad world: capitalism and the rise of mental illness

 

Trust Your Institutions, They Said. It Will Be Fun, They Said. (or “Rupert Murdoch’s monopoly and Morocco’s monarchy”?)

 

Introduction

The article below is published with the permission of its author Olaug Holmøy, of Amnesty International, Norway. It was written for an academic assignment as part of her studies in International Development at the University of East Anglia.

The link to Rupert Murdoch’s media empire, suggested by the alternate title is mine. More on the rationale for linking Murdoch and Morocco’s monarch managed media will follow.

I have edited the syntax (not the semantics) of Holmøy’s article very slightly, because of linguistic challenges affecting her writing.

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According to Reporters Without Borders (RWB) overview the Kingdom of Morocco is ranked at the 131st place for press freedom, just above Palestine.

The authorities in the country are threatening journalists, citizen-journalists and also foreign media with surveillance, heavy fines and imprisonment.
Sensitive subjects such as Islam, the monarchy or Western Sahara are areas the authorities don’t want the media to be snooping in, and will therefore do everything within their power to prevent it from happening.
A group of journalists’ wanted to give training to citizen journalist via an App in Morocco.
Free Press Unlimited (FPU), Small World News and The Guardian Project developed the secure storytelling app called StoryMaker.
This app would provide the citizen journalist of Morocco with the opportunity to publish content and they could have been anonymous while doing so.
The StoryMaker app could be a great chance for the Moroccan people to share things about their country, reveal situations about their society and the government. It is regarding this last point that things gets tricky.
According to an article by Amnesty International from 2016 the authorities believe that grassroots journalism, like StoryMaker, can destabilize the peoples trust in their institutions.
Who’s to say the Moroccan people should trust their institutions?
After shutting down an opportunity to spread information about their situation, it does not seem reasonable to trust ‘them’.
Because of this initiative seven journalists faced trial, and some of them could get up to five years in prison.
Another example as to how the authorities work is the amendments to the criminal code.
RWB means it clearly was designed to restrict journalists’ right to information.
Journalists’ without information is no journalist at all.
According to Rethinking Media Development countries needs rules to make sure that all citizens have access to information in order to foster a media that serves the interests of society.

The World Bank have studies showing that a country with high level of press freedom is also a country with higher control of corruption (Wolfensohn, 1999).
This assertion can naturally be reversed, meaning that a country where journalists are imprisoned for taking advantage of their human right, that is freedom of expression, there is most likely corruption within the country.
It is extremely suspicious when journalists get imprisoned when wanting to write about the monarchy.
By doing so it just makes it clearer that they are closing in on a touchy subject.
Personally I am very grateful to organizations like Amnesty for pushing where it hurts and actually demanding change in countries like Morocco.
Thus having huge international organizations coming in to a country and demanding change can be tricky as well.
It can be seen as quite invasive when Amnesty and also The Guardian Project point fingers on how countries in the global south run their society.
Then again, freedom of expression is a human right, and that is in fact universal for all humans.
When foreign media wanted to cover the situation on Western Sahara, the Moroccan authorities stole the material.
They say this decision was made because the foreign media had not asked for permission before starting the story.
Still, I truly doubt the situation would have been any different if they had asked in advance.
So the Moroccan institutions should be trusted, but the people should not ask questions, and do not have access to information about their institutions such as the monarchy or the government.
Using new methods in media, such as StoryMaker is just down instantly.
Then again a platform for anonymous publishing could be misused, and people could in fact write articles to mobilize groups that are not beneficial for the country.

But as this blog states earlier; higher level of press freedom = higher control on corruption. And that can only be good, can it not?
Bibliography:
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How I’ll Vote Tomorrow (A 2017 UK general election reflection)

 

Introduction

I published the following poem hours before I voted in the June 8, 2017 general election in Britain.

A snap election, called by Prime Minister Theresa May, supposedly to “strengthen her hand” as she leads the country into  of Brexit negotiations with the European Union.

Part battle cry, part prayer the poem addresses issues I and other UK citizens and residents have been grappling with since before the shocking murder of South Yorkshire MP Jo Cox and other extraordinary manifestations of  our apparent failure to cope in what by reasonable estimation may be considered Britain’s “captive state”.

The video recording of former United States warrior-president Dwight D Eisenhower’s poignant warning about the threat to his country’s democracy posed by its own “military industrial complex” is included here in that context.

I explore these and related ideas in an as yet unpublished article, entitled “An Eisenhower eye on Elor Azaria’s, Alexander Blackman’s and Sir Hilary Beckles’ plays, prisms and prison terms”, the fourteenth article in my long-running ‘Mouth of the Beast’ series.

And my preoccupation in this poem with the ongoing ‘Free Marine A’ saga is in fact a manifestation of the chilling effect that that case has had on my mental state: the fact, essentially, that the Court Martial Appeals Court decision that basically earned Blackman his freedom was like the “Cry havoc!” invoked by Shakespeare in his play Julius Caesar.

I do not think it would be an exaggeration to say that that deeply depressing and divisive legal decision, secured with the assistance of a highly questionable campaign run by the controllers of Britain’s own “MIC” (media industrial complex), has sickened me physically.

Indeed, as I recently hinted to Dr Rachel Clawson of the University of Nottingham, leader of a study on forced marriage among disabled people, turning on the question of their mental capacity, the difficulty I have been experiencing writing the “Eisenhower eye” article stems from a very real fear that it might be the death of me.

I told Clawson of the sense of “ambient terror” that I live with daily, but did not disclose my very real fear that the manslaying “Blackman brigade” might come after me.

This sense of peril to my family’s and my own personal well being and life prospects, stems not only from my situation as a member of Britain’s BME community. It is rooted in a vulnerability that I have been groomed in by the majority black Barbados government’s peculiar capacity to inflict harm on non-conforming black citizens, directly or indirectly, where ever they may be.

It is rooted in my experience of “state capture”, Barbadian style, through that country’s strong ties with the US, Britain, Canada, Singapore, India, Zimbabwe and other Commonwealth countries.

I have long-running experience of the soul suppressing pressures of the island’s political, religious, media, academic and other orthodoxy enforcing elites that make a sham of its notions of freedom and democracy.

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How I’ll vote tomorrow
 
For those who may be interested to know,
I will be voting strategically tomorrow.
I will be voting for the candidate I consider the ‘lesser evil’.
For a person who, on balance,
Will do what is best not just for their party, media, trade union,
or business backing beaus
But first and foremost for the ‘ordinary’ people who extraordinarily amid this country’s mass media induced existential haze, voted them through.
 
I will be voting for a person of profound and practical conviction.
Whose good works, not their rhetoric, demonstrate their belief in a just yet merciful God.
I’m not particularly interested in church, mosque, synagogue or temple attendance.
As far as I can tell, much of the world’s problems
Stem from a disemboweling of truth by religious congregations.
The greatest threats we face stem from religiously fundamentalist, evangelical atheists who have more than they will ever know (or admit) in common with fundamentally impious, self-deluding religious fanatics.
 
I can speak on this subject with some authority
Because I used to be firmly entrenched in such secular and religious communities.
And even now,
I am not entirely out of the woods.
 
But how could I be,
While still living in and engaging sympathetically with fellow travelers in the world?
How could I be untouched by others suffering?
How could I not be influenced by their needs and desires?
How could I not understand Thomas Mair’s anger and confusion,
Even as I denounce and deplore that misogynist maniac’s murder of Jo Cox?
How could I not empathize with Alexander Blackman’s desire for a freedom that I feel certain he, his lawyer Jonathan Goldberg, the Daily Mail campaigner Paul Dacre and that paper’s owner Lord Rothermere know he has not earned.
 
I have no end of respect for the ‘Big Al’ who dared to put on a British services uniform some years ago.
But having so egregiously disgraced Lord Nelson and every other British heroes who went before him,
Named and unnamed;
Known and unknown.
alex-blackman-sister-melody
 
Shouldn’t “Marine A” relinquish any claim to the high honor of a marine’s uniform?
Hasn’t his obscenely callous conduct in Helmand Province brought enough shame on British citizens and residents.
Hasn’t his juvenile provocation of religious fanatics, like the Charle Hebdo journalist’s, put enough of the people he was supposed to be protecting in the line of fire?
Must he like the predatory pedophile Jeffrey Epstein, who compared his dark deeds to stealing a bagel, insist on the honorable discharge he does not honorably deserve?
 
I empathize with Blackman’s wife, his sister Melody and other family members who campaigned for his freedom.
I too am a ‘family first’ man.
But it cannot be right that they and other people cast aspersions on the character of ordinary, hardworking people, by calling other blokes critical of their campaign ‘lesser men’, as Melody has done.
 
Some citizens and residents of this country may never see a designated battle field beyond Britain’s shores.
But aren’t many parts of this country unofficial war zones?

I shudder to think what life was like for murdered mother of two Kerri McAuley before ‘GI Joe’ Storey effectively ‘orphaned’ her children.

Like Blackman and Israeli medic Elor Azaria, Storey has ‘stoically’ pleaded manslaughter, by reason of diminished responsibility, the EDP reports.
And yet I know of other Norfolk men and women for whom daily life is filled with various Manchester, London, Paris-like terrorist attack terrors.
The battle of the sexes is not always a cold war.

 

Screenshot of Rachel Clawson led forced marriage study website
Screenshot of Rachel Clawson led forced marriage study website
One child was sexually and violently abused by a grandparent from the age of five until adolescence.
And that person is apparently still blaming him/herself because their body may have responded ‘naturally’ to the abuse, one that routine rape had become the norm.
 
Talk about cynical sexual grooming!
Talk about the human feeling distorting fog of war!
 
Talk about terrorism making us headless chickens primed for political manipulation by the likes of Epstein, Steve Bannon and Donald Trump!
 
Talk about the tragic ‘success’ of the spirituality dismissing, life experience devaluing biomedical model of psychiatry that is propagated by the military industrial complex about which president Dwight D Eisenhower warned!
 
Former soldier Ian Duncan Smith can tell us more than a little about that – as he can about the use of psych ops tactics by Brexiters during Britain’s EU referendum brouhaha.
So too, probably, can Welsh MP Tommy Mercer and other ex-soldiers who have apparently never learned the discipline of Jesuit pioneer Ignatius Loyola.
They seem more motivated by Trump’s tragic ‘glory grabbing’ and the perverse privacy protection of Peter Thiel, Sir Hilary Beckles, Ben Carson and others who would make Britain as grey and ‘great again’ as gun powder pretty America.
Like Jeremy Corbyn, before his reported, much-hyped awakening to the ‘real world’, they seem to be driving like ‘Bin Lorry Bin Ladin’ Harry Clarke under the influence of their unconscious.
They seem to be laboring like Len McCluskey under some Lloyds Bank-like belief that ‘bigger means stronger’.
I’m a mathematician.
I deal in proportions.
 
And I am done talking, for now.
From here on, this glossolalist will be practicing a Trappist monk-like silence, as I prepare to vote.
Through my pain, through my shame, through my anger like the EDP’s James Marston’s, I will vote for the one I consider the least potentially catastrophic option among those standing in Norwich South.
 
And while part of me really wants to tell you who will be the lucky or unlucky sod (Clive Lewis and Simon Wright who he succeeded can tell you that representing me in Parliament is no easy job) I think its best that I keep that between me and God.
As we say in my birthplace, Barbados: “Na name, na blame, na lock-up!”
 
 
References
https://youtu.be/8y06NSBBRtY
http://www.edp24.co.uk/news/crime/joe-storey-broke-kerri-mcauley-s-jaw-and-headbutted-her-in-street-friends-tell-norwich-crown-court-1-5052417
http://www.nottingham.ac.uk/research/groups/mymarriagemychoice/
https://www.vox.com/2017/6/5/15740400/orlando-florida-fiamma-inc-mass-shooting
http://www.edp24.co.uk/features/london-and-manchester-i-don-t-want-us-to-change-but-now-i-fear-we-may-have-to-1-5052211

 

 

Statement on Manchester Arena suicide bombing tragedy

 
 
I am praying for grace for the family and friends of those killed and injured by Monday’s murderous Manchester suicide bombing.
 
I am praying for enlightenment for misguided fundamentalist Buddhists, Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Jews and other conscious or unconscious religious opportunists who persist with the delusion that violence can solve anything.
 
I am praying for fundamentalist atheists and other arrogant, self-righteous secularists who blame religious people for all the evil in the world even as they themselves propagate bigotry and lies and perpetrate theft, rape, murder and other forms of direct and indirect violence.
 
I pray that God will help us all look beyond the cosmetic appearances offered by Rupert Murdoch’s, Lord Rothermere’s and other biglionaire’s corporate media monopolizing, divide-and-rule capitalizing analyses.
 
I pray that our hearts and minds may embrace a deeper, people unifying, simultaneously natural and supernatural spirituality.
 
I pray that God will help us see that the outrage of the Manchester suicide bombing is matched by the perversion of justice that has been perpetrated by the childhood innocence slaughtering of Satanic, predatory pedophiles, like Jeffrey Epstein.
 
I pray that God will help us see the great psychological and physiological harm that we are doing ourselves and our children by surrendering our roles as parents to politicians and other so-called public “servants” who play politics and profiteer with human sexuality and reproduction.
 
I pray that God gives us all the grace and wisdom to see through the sham reasoning of political, religious and other ideologues who ignore and undermine the fundamentals of human reproduction, the highest expression of human creative capacity, and the consequent fundamentals of parental responsibility – including that of adoptive parents.
 
May God help us to not be mechanistic, headless chickens, blindly internalizing and regurgitating, the morally bankrupt teachings of misguided academic ‘celebrities’ and ethically adrift scientists.
 
May we appreciate that at the level of principle, the bewildering brutality of the Manchester suicide bomber is matched in many ways, on many days by the evil perpetrated against children in British, American, Barbadian, Indian and other societies.
 
May God help us to see that there is little semantic, pragmatic or ethical difference between the routine abuse and repeated killing of children and adults by polished and priestly yet fundamentally predatory savages like Jimmy Savile, Ian Brady, Myra Hindley, Dennis Nilsen and other sociopaths.
 
May God help us to see that our political, religious and other ideological labels will never justify the child sacrifice we perpetrate when, in the words of the Christian apologist C.S Lewis we shout the name of Christ and enact “the service of Moloch”.
 
https://www.ons.gov.uk/peoplepopulationandcommunity/crimeandjustice/compendium/focusonviolentcrimeandsexualoffences/yearendingmarch2015/chapter2homicide#homicide-risk-for-different-age-groups
Junior (Jay) Campbell
Founder-Principal
Intelek International

Sir Hilary Beckles, Clive Lewis and others’ gay play (Mouth of the Beast #13)

 

My apologies to Norwich South MP Clive Lewis and his office staff for failing to forewarn them by private email of the speculation about his sexuality that I started to share via Twitter on International Women’s Day.

In good faith, I had undertaken to put the matter to them before publishing.

But after giving it some thought, at about 3:00 am Wednesday I decided that the concerns raised about me possibly defaming Mr Lewis were exaggerated because his extraordinary 2015 comment about sharing sexual intimacy with then Labor leader Ed Miliband and a goat had already invited speculation about his sexual orientation and inclinations in arguably the most scandalous, public manner possible.

And it is precisely such speculation that I intended, when I posted the International Women’s Day tweet, displayed in the following screenshot:

My International Women's Day 2017 'gay man' Alpha Woman tweet.
My International Women’s Day 2017 ‘gay man’ Alpha Woman tweet.

 

It reads “On #InternationalWomensDay I’m revisiting #CliveLewis’ jesting 2015 comment abt him and @Ed_Miliband sharing sexual intimacy with a goat…”

I not only go on to claim that this wildly suggestive comment, made by Lewis in the heat of the 2015 general election, raises questions about his sexual orientation and proclivities but also subtly present this proposition as an expression of personal affirmation and political ambition by alluding to reports of Lewis’ aspiration to replace Jeremy Corbyn as leader of the Labour Party.

“Is the gay man the new #AlphaWoman?” I ask, cheekily.

This is actually a ‘cultural appropriation’ of a declaration or question I heard on Woman’s Hour, on BBC Radio Four recently.

Something like “The gay man is the new alpha male,” said the program’s host that day, possibly Jane Garvey or Jenni Murray.

So my Twitter post about Lewis’ probable (from my standpoint) homosexual orientation actually has a heterosexual undercurrent, rooted in the ongoing ‘battle of the sexes’ that I find myself reluctantly waging with Barbados’ fundamentalist feminists and other women and men in the Caribbean, the UK, the US, Africa, India and elsewhere, who engage in gender, race and religious racketeering, consciously or unconsciously.

And I assert my right both as a journalist and as one of Mr Lewis’ constituents to engage in such speculation, in line with the Western democratic notion that those who hold public office should be prepared to undergo public scrutiny.

Or we could say “To whom much is given, much is required,” if we want to clothe this idea in biblical language (Luke 12: 35-48).

‘Brother Lewis’, whose office is housed at the Open Youth Trust building, owned by prominent Judeo-Christian Norfolk businessman Graham Dacre certainly seems to have some  Christian instincts.

Screenshot of BBC report on Lewis' extraordinary comment.
Screenshot of BBC report on Lewis’ extraordinary comment.

Which is possibly what made his seemingly off-the-cuff, impulsive, carnal-knowledge-curry-goat comment so shocking, presumably, to Pentecostal Pastor Aaron Machaya, Anglican Bishop Rev Graham James, Ishaan Mosque leader Uthman Morrison and other leaders of Norfolk’s Christian, Jewish, Islamic and other religious communities.

Lewis’ ‘loose-batting-cricketer’ comment (slashing wildly, outside his off-stump, metaphorically) was probably less surprising and offensive to the trade unionists, left-leaning, atheists and other journalists, business people, politicians and political activists that I am inclined to believe he hangs out with more frequently.

But I am primarily concerned with how his comments would have been received by members of Norfolk’s gay and bisexual community.

In fact, from my standpoint, I think the still relatively newly minted parliamentarian Lewis’ comment might have been intended for the amusement of gay males particularly.

And that is because I believe Lewis is a member of Norfolk’s homosexual male community.

It is this conviction, bolstered by the testimony of a member of that community who shall remain nameless, that prompted me to contact Lewis’ office in the first place, on Sunday, March 5.

I had by then spent at least three weeks working on this thirteenth installment of this ‘Mouth of the Beast’ series of articles and resolved that while I would be representing professor Sir Hilary Beckles as a homo-ideologue, rather than a homosexual, I would be representing Lewis as a gay man, in line with my intuition based, anonymous source supported belief.

Now, readers should note that I am not stating that Lewis, viewed by some as a potential replacement for Labor leader Jeremy Corbyn, is gay definitively.

I believe that he is gay but I would not, indeed could not, in good faith assert this as an irrefutable certainty.

I trust my gay source, who has offered evidence that corroborates my belief.

But that evidence was not offered incontrovertibly.

So I am prepared to be proven wrong about this.

But frankly, I do not think I can be.

I believe that if Mr Lewis denies that he is gay, he and I shall have to agree to disagree.

That is not to say that I would call him a liar.

That is just one possibility.

It may just mean that his and my definitions of ‘gayness’ differ fundamentally.

You see, my definition of ‘gayness’ includes both sexual and non-sexual male-on-male attractions. (And I can think of at least two Barbadian men I know whose preference for male company may stem from such attraction.)

 

Mighty Gabby - live performance, 2012 (Wikipedia)
Mighty Gabby – live performance, 2012 (Wikipedia)

Indeed, it includes forms of man-to-man combat and hostility.

That is where Barbadian singer Peter ‘Ram’ Wiggins’ 2010 song ‘Hit It’, featured in the video at the top of this page, comes in.

Based on a scandalous, public, physical attack by prominent Barbadian Calypsonian Anthony ‘Mighty Gabby’ Carter on DJ Anthony ‘Admiral’ Nelson that year, it offers insights into Barbados’ culture of bullying and intimidation, which is paralleled, I think, by a culture of ‘buller’ intimacy (we generally use the word ‘buller’ there, instead of terms like ‘faggit’ or ‘queer’).

I am contending that gay sex among males in Barbados is essentially a matter of physical conquest that runs parallel to more patently violent, brutal manifestations of man-to-man animosity and hostility.

I am also contending that this deep-seated, possibly unconscious hostility, rooted in the frustration or failure of father-son relationships is at the core of what I have suffered and continue to suffer at the hands of professor Beckles and other Barbadian males who apparently think that they have a god-given or other right to deprive me, as ‘grabby Gabby’ did, of the social, financial and other material fruit of my intellectual property.

The ‘gay play’ that I am exploring here and subsequently, is a parasitic, Jimmy Savile-recalling abuse of power by people in positions of privilege and authority.

It is a predatory ‘power play’: a grab for power like Donald Trump’s grabbing at the most exquisitely powerful and vulnerable facet of a woman’s body, arguably.

In both a heterosexual and male homosexual context it entails an at least conceptual ‘boring’, penetration or other disruption of the target’s core identity.

I chose to use the “Iron Ram” video precisely because it includes a photo clip (from 0:26 to 0:28) where the word “bore” appears in a characteristically youthful, contemporary Bajan colloquial English sense, to signify a violent assault of the body.

I have suffered and continue to suffer similar assaults on my identity by Beckles, Lewis and other anti-social socialists, fundamentalist feminists, religious opportunists and other persons who ‘rape’ me socio-politically.

Donald Trump, 45th United States President (Wikipedia)
Donald Trump, 45th United States President (Wikipedia)

 

But this Savile-like, vampirish perversion of public service by Beckles, Lewis and their allies in the media does not affect me only.

As I explain in the rationale for a petition to the UK parliament that I created on Tuesday, the silencing or suppression of my voice by them and their allies in the UK parliament, the Commonwealth Secretariat, Norfolk Constabulary and other entities has implications for the integrity of those establishment entities.

Calling on Parliament to investigate UK politicians’ role in the criminal conspiracy against me in which Beckles and Lewis are implicated, I explain:

“Former British Prime Minister Tony Blair, current Prime Minister Theresa May, Labor Leader Jeremy Corbyn, Lord Prescott and other UK politicians are implicated in a campaign of character assassination and other human rights abuses launched by Barbadian MP Donville Inniss and others against me.

The campaign stems from my opposition to Judeo-Christian hypocrisy and corruption in the 1990s.

In 1999 Inniss and my former business associate Steven Mendes launched an attack on my website www.intelek.net. The campaign was consciously or unconsciously co-opted by prominent Barbadian and UK knowledge traders, including Sir Hilary Beckles, publisher Jeremy Poynting and Lord Prescott of Kingston Upon Hull. The campaign erodes the democratic ideals and functions of the Commonwealth Secretariat.”

 

jenni_murray-2011-wikipedia
jenni_murray-2011-wikipedia

 

(And just let me note here that at the time of publishing this article I was not aware that Commonwealth trade ministers, presumably including Inniss, were meeting for an inaugural summit in London.)

I include a link to the petition here and invite readers, including Mr Lewis to sign it and work with me.

If he is innocent, he has nothing to fear and should see this as an opportunity to clear his name of any complicity in Inniss’ and others’ criminal, human rights violating, brutal gay play attacks on my knowledge trading identity and activities.

In a word, this is a chance for him to be straight with me and other members of our Norwich South constituency, whether or not he is gay.

Whether or not he is gay, he will want to avoid the arrogance, petty vengeance and conceit of Trump-backer Peter Thiel, the former closet homosexual who was outed by Gawker and financed a lawsuit that forced that gossip rag into bankruptcy.

This is not about gossip. It is about accountability.

The three articles below, written and published in 2010 as a response to the Gabby-Admiral altercation will help readers see what I mean.

The third one, entitled “Gabby-gate: my supposed hidden agenda” details how the failed Democratic Labour Party politician Gabby basically hijacked the sociopolitical capital in my song ‘Obscenity’ in 2000.

This kind of political piracy, plagiarism and psychological rape or penetration is particularly noticeable today as demagogues like Trump claim to be acting on behalf of ‘the American people’.

And the patently partial sloganeering about ‘the British electorate’ by his UK counterpart Ms May, in her least analytical, more propagandizing moments, is not much better.

Indeed, given the suggestion by Ian Duncan Smith that the UK electorate was subjected to a secretive psych ops operation by himself and other Brexiters in the UK’s EU Referendum vote, May might be viewed as a Trump, Beckles or Lewis conquering alpha female: a demagoguery deploying Maximum Mamma, in sexualized, nationalist socialist (Nazi) terms.

I have created another petition, calling on Parliament to investigate this possibility, based on a reference Duncan Smith made to his familiarity with psych ops in the BBC Radio 4 documentary How We Voted Brexit.

I will be elaborating on the dangers of such Hitleresque homogenizing politics and related matters further in my Brexedous – Movement Of the People project, coming soon to www.brexedous.com.

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Gabby gets “grabby”: is the glory gone?

Less than a week ago, he was honored with the much coveted “Calypso Monarch of Barbados” title, but today a dark cloud – not a jeweled crown – hangs over the head of one of that island’s most celebrated entertainers.
Anthony “Mighty Gabby” Carter, veteran entertainer and eighth-time winner of Barbados’ annual “Pic o de Crop” calypso singing competition – the glowing high-point of the island’s traditional Crop Over festivities that draw thousands to its shores every year – is facing national and international disgrace at what could perhaps have been his greatest moment of triumph.

Radio announcer Anthony ‘Admiral’ Nelson, a prominent Caribbean critic of the Calypso music genre, and Gabby’s compatriot, is claiming that the highly esteemed artiste got ‘grabby’ with him, physically assaulting him because of his professional criticisms.

Nationnews.com, one of Barbados’ leading online news sources, has published a picture of Nelson, shirt torn off him almost completely, following the alleged altercation.

And Caribfyah TV (www.caribfyah.com), carries a video excerpt in which the irate cultural critic remonstrates against his alleged attacker, claiming that an arrest warrant had been issued for the embattled monarch and threatening the severest possible legal action.

“I am taking this full-fledged! There’s an arrest warrant out for Gabby! I will take it to court and I don’t want any apologies!” he says.

He says “I am going for the highest judgement that I can get out of this!”
Sixty-two year old Gabby’s diamonds seemed destined to become dung from the time his victory was announced.

Large segments of the thousands strong throng that packed Barbados’ Kensington Oval booed voluminously when he was declared the competition winner, in the early hours of Saturday morning.

And Nelson, known for his controversial views as a calypso aficionado was quick to suggest that the opinions of the public seem to have factored little in the judges’ assessment of who had won.

Media reports suggest that popular criticism against “King Carter” seems to be particularly focused on “Ole Ashe”, one of the two self-penned songs he rendered for the competition.

Characterized by a fusion of Iberian (according to the artiste) and Anglo-Caribbean influences, the song combines elements of technical instrumental sophistication with lecture-like vocal narrative – augmented awkwardly, some may argue, with Gabby’s trademark populist jazz-tinged shrieking, en Espanol!

I suggested to Historian Trevor Marshall, a former Chief Judge of the competition that Gabby, also known locally for his political activism (including a number of failed bids for election to Barbados’ Parliament) was perhaps a victim of the perils of his own brand of populism.

Marshall agreed but said that even populist calypsonians are entitled to try to elevate or refine their audiences’ level of musical appreciation.
The well known social commentator also said he would be deeply disappointed with the distinguished artiste, a former cultural ambassador, attached to the Prime Minister’s office, if the allegations made against him proved to be true.

Likening the alleged conduct to that of a “rum shop brawl”, Marshall said that as an exponent of an African oral tradition based musical genre, calypsonians are expected to excel in oral-fencing when under pressure, not resort to physical aggression.

He said, “I think that if you’re a calypso monarch, you have a way with words. You have lyrics. You can defeat and deflect any opponent with words. You do not have to use anything else. Certainly not breaking the law.”

This failure of oral performance, a virtual betrayal of Gabby’s word-craft, Marshall agreed, is probably the most damning indictment that the aging wordsmith will face.

That though, perhaps depends on the prominence to be given in the coming days to the allegation of violence against women that Admiral implicitly leveled at the new monarch.

He said “I will say this to all and sundry: we preach (against) domestic violence in Barbados.
No man has a right to hit another man, for speaking! And no man has a right to hit a woman for anything! And I want to say that to Mighty Gabby!”

One source out of Barbados, speaking to All Voices on condition of anonymity, has suggested that this veiled claim may relate to an incident several years ago that left a former girlfriend of Gabby’s, Hazel King, nursing a broken arm.

Also, another former girlfriend, Joy Workman, a feminist activist, may now feel emboldened to comment on how her relationship with the mercurial artist soured.

The domestic violence suffered by Gabby’s more celebrated compatriot, international pop diva Rihanna, at the hands of Chris Brown, may even figure in future discussions of this unfortunate development – especially if the US based recording artist decides to comment on this crisis in her island home.
Could such a prominently positioned, public opinion garrisoning perspective be what Admiral had in mind when he said he would be pursuing the “highest judgement” against his aggressor?

At the time of his victory last week, Gabby is reported to have waxed biblical, saying “You know all, all, all praises to Jahovah yuh know. All praises Jahovah!”
Significantly, the dreadlocked artiste whose Rastafarian sympathies are well known, also credited the almighty for the inspiration of his controversial hit “Wuk up!”, which won him the calypso monarchy in 2000.

It would now seem though, that as the storm of criticism against him intensifies, the aging oracle is set to be consigned one of the most devastating of biblical pronouncements: ichabod – God’s glory has departed.


 

As international scandal looms, Barbados Government gets glib

The prospect of international embarrassment over and possible financial fallout from the “Grabby” Crop Over scandal seems to be prompting glib denials of the seriousness of the issue by Barbadian government officials.
Recently crowned calypso monarch of Barbados Anthony “Mighty Gabby” Carter, a veteran entertainer, former Cultural Ambassador attached to the Prime Minister’s office, facilitator of educational cultural awareness projects and internationally renowned afrocentric political activist is facing a criminal allegation of assault, arising from an incident on Sunday in which he clashed with local radio announcer Anthony Admiral Nelson.

In an online video interview recorded not long after the incident (http://media.caribfyah.com/video/1F0BCC68A2/cbcs-admiral-nelson-interview) Nelson, a controversial calypso critic, issued a stern warning to Gabby, linking the cultural educator’s alleged violent conduct to the scourge of domestic violence on the island. An anonymous All Voices source yesterday confirmed that the dreadlocked Gabby, who projects himself as a peaceful, spiritually enlightened artiste, and populist political champion of the black Barbadian masses, has a history of violence against women.

Yet according to local news leader Nationnews.com, on Wednesday Ken Knight, Chairman of the National Cultural Foundation (NCF) – the main government body responsible for Crop Over festivities – gave an essentially uncritical, upbeat assessment of the Pic-O-De-Crop calypso competition won by Gabby.

The relative silence of the Nation report suggests that Knight was either not questioned about or refused to comment on the 62 year-old Gabby’s alleged violent conduct, and, more crucially perhaps, that he did not comment on the hugely unpopular decision of the NCF calypso judges to crown Gabby: the unpopular NCF decision that arguably set the whole “Grabby affair” in motion.

So – again according to Nationnews.com – Knight mentions the comparatively minor booing that the audience at one event (Soca Royale) bestowed on calypso femme Terencia “TC” Coward, but said nothing about the booing that exploded at Kensington Oval when Gabby was named winner of the NCF competition!

Knight’s strategic analysis, published late last night, was predicted by earlier, similarly dismissive comments from the island’s Tourism Minister Richard Sealy.

Speaking to Voice of Barbados radio (VOB 92.9) earlier in the evening, Sealy seemed intent on deflecting attention away from the “Grabby” debacle, claiming that this year’s Crop Over had been essentially controversy free.

A remarkable claim, considering that the Pic-Of-De-Crop calypso competition is the unquestioned jewel in the crown of Crop Over – and the person adjudged “Calypso King” the master, arguably, of all he surveys on Barbados’ cultural landscape.

Comments by Pic-O-De-Crop producer Adisa “Aja” Andwele of the NCF, on the same radio station yesterday, are even more puzzling – if not alarming. Andwele, a performance poet and musician of some renown said that some elements in the media were seeking to create a controversy where there was none and that this behaviour was putting the islands premier cultural festival at risk.

Andwele may have been referring to the All Voices report published by this writer yesterday. In that report, I made what some might regard as a tenuous link between the “Grabby” affair and the much publicized criminal assault by American pop singer Chris Brown on US-based, Barbadian pop star Rhianna.

I suggested that Admiral’s linking of the assault allegedly inflicted on him by Gabby, to campaigns against domestic violence in Barbados, may have been a calculated manifestation of the Festival Stage host’s avowed intention to seek the “highest judgement” he could get against his supposed aggressor.

I stand by that suggestion. If, as Admiral’s language suggests (including his allusion to how his alleged fight with Gabby could influence his show’s listenership) he intends to make full capital of the “Grabby” affair, at Gabby’s expense, it seems reasonable to assume that he might hope to have his cause endorsed by his highflying international songbird compatriot, Rhianna Robin Fenty, given her own unfortunate experience as a victim of physical violence.

I would also suggest that Andwele’s, Sealy’s and Knight’s energies would be better spent on proactive efforts to ensure that Barbados’ cultural industries are established on an authentic ethical footing, rather than concern themselves too much with how this or that artiste appears in the international press.

Some years ago, I did an interview with former Permanent Secretary in the Jamaican Ministry of Tourism Karen Ford-Warner.

The widow of the late Barbadian playwright Earl Warner, Ford-Warner now resides in Barbados where she has been working as Deputy General Secretary of the Caribbean Tourism Organization.

Perhaps the governmental authorities who seem so keen to protect Gabby’s and Crop Over’s international image might find the counsel she shared with me during our interview instructive.

I do not recall her precise words, but the substance of her point is this: the best tourism products are not focused inordinately on the satisfaction of the visitor; they first service the needs of the people who produce them.

Put differently, in a domestic relations context, you might say that what Barbadian calypso lovers owe Gabby (and Andwele, Sealy, Knight and his other “connections”) is miniscule compared to what he (and his “connections”) owe the Barbadian calypso loving public.

And I am not talking solely about material remuneration.

Indeed, I am talking principally about the currency of respect.

I would venture that it is the disrespect implicit not only in Gabby’s recent patronizing mouthings, but also in things he has said and done over his thirty-year long career in calypso and politics – his arrogant utterances and blatant affronts to the Barbadian electorate’s common sense – that is at the crux of his current problems.

I therefore suggest that rather than trying to gloss over the current controversy, he and his “connections” should give some serious thought to how they might repay their debt.

 


 

Gabby-gate: my supposed hidden agenda

My “closeness” to Barbadian calypsonian Anthony “Mighty Gabby” Carter – the man at the centre of what I have dubbed “Gabby-gate”, has made reporting on the issues around his alleged assault of radio announcer and music critic Anthony “Admiral” Nelson a bit difficult for me.
It is a dilemma I believe every journalist faces at one time or another, to varying degrees: How do I report a story in which I have a vested interest, without making it “all about me”?

Prominent Voice of Barbados (VOB) radio journalist David Ellis may have grappled with this kind of dilemma some years ago when his father died. At least that is what Astor Marshall, a.k.a. “Cement Man” told me.

Now deceased, Marshall was a frequent contributor to VOB’s popular “Brass Tacks” call-in programme – as I was too, in those days.

It was after an edition of Brass Tacks that Marshall called me and expressed his belief that Ellis as host was particularly critical of the Queen Elizabeth Hospital – because of supposed sub-standard service to his father before he died.

I shall return to Ellis’ journalistic challenges later.

Now I must explain what I mean when I speak of my closeness to “Gabberts” – as fan and friend call the mighty one.

In 2000, I was working as an independent contractor with the Prime Minister’s office, providing (or attempting to provide) holistic communication and education services to the Barbados Government Commission for Pan Africa Affairs (BGPAF).

Prominent Barbadian Pan Africanist David Comissiong, pioneer of the BGPAF was the Director at that time.

I was also facilitating David’s father, the recently deceased Reverend Vivian Comissiong with his autobiography – at David’s request, not his father’s.

If I remember correctly, Reverend Comissiong expressed some scepticism about the project a number of times.

That though, again, is a point for another article.

The point here is that the ardent Pan Africanist, Comissiong-the-younger and I were on rather good terms, in those days.

Some “communication challenges” (he might say my “big mouth”) have come between us since.

In 2000 however, the year Gabby won the calypso crown with “Wuk Up”, the wily Comissiong, a solid friend of Gabby’s (and Ice Records producer Eddie Grant’s) was on reasonably good terms with me.

It was on these terms, presumably, that he one day benevolently and beneficially suggested that I might be viewing Gabby’s “Wuk Up” as a derivation of a song I had written, recorded and produced the same year – entitled Obscenity (http://audioboo.fm/boos/165672-obscenity).

“Wuk up” certainly addresses the same issue as “Obscenity”: the annual, stereo-typically judgemental criticisms and denouncements by Caribbean church leaders of Barbadians’ and other regional revellers’ sexually suggestive dancing during our respective festivals – Crop-Over, Carnival and so on.

And Gabby does defend the revellers against these criticisms, as I do, essentially.
However, while I would admit to feeling that I had to some extent been upstaged by the veteran calypsonian, I would not say that my feelings affected my assessment of his song.

My assessment of “Wuk up” – such as it might have been during my conversation with Comissiong – would have been influenced first and foremost by how I felt it compares with “Obscenity” – and not just with that song, but with the wider “Lewd Logic” project of which “Obscenity” was a part.

It is on that basis that I would have told Comissiong or anyone else asking, that “Wuk Up” was perhaps a good song, but not great.

Compared to “Obscenity” and the overall Lewd Logic CD project, I could only ever view “Wuk Up” as a poor imitation.

I say imitation because I do believe I had written my song long before Gabby wrote his.

Certainly, when I sang “Obscenity” for Spar1 Music chief Mike Thompson, the day in 1999 or early 2000 when he visited me at Poetpourri House in Barbados, he did not suggest he had heard anything like it.

And this was some time ahead of the 2000 Pic-o-de-crop Calyspso competition, and Gabby’s late entry with “Wuk up”.

Years before, Mac Fingall, another Barbadian calypsonian had done “Ah go wine”, another song about Barbadians’ botsie-centric (buttocks-centred) dancing.

However, while that might be described as being defiant of critics generally – not just cleric’s faultfinding – “Obscenity” (and its “Wuk up” imitation), was both more specific and direct.

Some might even call it confrontational.

There was also a song by calypsonian Charles “Romeo” Smith – “Praise Jah for Crop Over”, depicting a member of the Sons of God Apostolic Spiritual Baptist Church breaking rank, so to speak, and “playing mass” with the Crop-Over revellers one year.

Here again though, the treatment of the issues was somewhat superficial.
The Lewd Logic CD is an approximately one hour, one and a half minutes long, predominantly spoken discourse, adapted from an essay of the same name, which I wrote in 1998.

The discourse is punctuated with instrumental excerpts from “Obscenity” and climaxes (I couldn’t resist) with the full vocal and instrumental version.
The project was not intended to win me a calypso crown: it was a radical, holistic attempt to facilitate social change.

It combines theological apologetics and an analysis of Caribbean and broader church history with populist arguments, to promote a balanced assessment of Caribbean people’s sexually suggestive wukking-up or wining.

I believe that as such, the CD was the first of its kind anywhere!

It is not the only first for which I can take credit as a creative artist and activist.

As the blurb on the CD cover says, “An innovator, Bendia (I sometimes used the name Bocar Bendia – last name pronounced Ben-jah, signifying son or child of God) is also known for his pioneering work in the literary arts field, chiefly as a founding member of the Voices: Barbados Writers’ Collective.

Bendia was also responsible for what may have been Voices’ first significant effort to bring Barbadian poets and jazz musicians together, through his ambitious 1997 Poeticjazztice project.”

Now, since the playing of “Obscenity” by Caribbean Broadcasting Corporation announcer Arturro Valentino, when I did a promotional radio interview with him, “Obscenity” has never again been played by a Barbadian radio station – as far as I’m aware.

And this in spite of the Lewd Logic project’s stated aim of stemming the spread o HIV AIDS in Barbados and the Caribbean!

On one of the six panels of the CD cover, there is a poem entitled “A Word to the

Wise”, which reads:

Sex is cerebral; there is more to it
Than what meets the eye.
The best lovers are wise lovers
With a vision and a plan for their lives.

Wisdom dictates moderation
And prudence at all times.
So when you party
Remember your plan:
Live life as full as you can.
If you goin wuk-up, wuk-up wise!

“Obscenity” and the overall Lewd Logic project, therefore, is not just about making a hit song, “being true to calypso”, winning a car or any such thing – however laudable or helpful those things might be.

It is about inculcating a balanced sense of self among Caribbean people, in an area of our lives that affects us profoundly. The consequences of imbalance and excess in this area can include death.

I give this background – this context or what I call my “closeness” to Gabby – because it is the perspective from which I approach “Grabby-gate” s a journalist.
This background informs my view of the poet Aja’s and other National Cultural Foundation personnel’s keenness to suggest that “Grabby-gate” is a minor distraction from the main news coming out of this year’s Crop-Over festival -there really is no controversy or story here.

It informs my view of the overwhelming silence of the Barbados media about an alleged serious physical attack on one of their associates – or is that not what the radio announcer is? – and their failure to meaningfully address the significance of Admiral’s association of Gabby’s alleged violent conduct with the scourge of domestic violence Barbadian women (and men) contend with.

The only suggestion I have seen of any media house pursuing the possible hint by Admiral that what he allegedly suffered at Gabby’s hands, may be similar to the violence suffered by Barbadian international recording star Rihanna at the hands of her ex-boyfriend Chris Brown – a possibility I have been pursuing from my first report on “Grabby-gate” – is a report on www.nationnews.com about Rihanna’s appearance with Eminem in a music video of a song about domestic violence (http://www.nationnews.com/articles/view/rihannas-in-new-video-on-domestic-violence/).

So, I propose that the real question around “Grabby-gate” is not about any hidden agenda on my part.

In the language of RPB’s song this year: I am seeing the signs and I am reporting on them – even at the risk of being accused of having a hidden agenda.

The question is, why are Dennis Johnson, David Ellis, Anthony Brian and other Barbadian journalists and publishers not doing the same?

 

 

Hilary Beckles’ and Clive Lewis’ scholarshipwreck – Mouth of the Beast #12

A recent Twitter conversation with Macro Economist Ann Pettifor
A recent Twitter conversation with Macro Economist Ann Pettifor
Give me a child…
I ended the previous article in this series with the suggestion that no one has suffered more because of the presumed ‘inerrancy and infallibility’ of professor Sir Hilary Beckles’ “Western scholarship” than his family, especially his son Rodney.
And to support this claim I cited the seemingly paranoid, perverse reason the prominent Pan Africanist Sir Hilary gave the Barbadian media and public to defend his decision to send Rodney to a well known, predominantly-white-Barbadians-controlled-and-attended primary school: according to media reports, he said it was to spy on white people, basically.
I maintain that this explanation by Sir Hilary when his parenting was subjected to scrutiny predicted or foreshadowed his son Rodney’s later illegal drug usage and killing of his friend Khalil Campbell in January 2007.
To be clear, I am not saying that either Beckles Jr’s illegal use of marijuana, for which he was not tried, or his killing of Campbell, for which he faced a murder charge and was acquitted, were inevitable.
I am simply asserting the widely evident fact that illegal drug usage and extreme violence are part of a pattern or continuum of behaviours and situations that may, in Rodney’s case, legitimately raise questions about Sir Hilary’s and Lady Beckles’ parenting competence.
A similar predictability is behind Aristotle’s much quoted assertion: “Give me a child until he is seven, and I will show you the man.”
‘Professor’ Viola Davis, Chancellor in the school of life that I am still attending, framed the equation more poignantly, as she commented on short-sighted, petty political machinations by David Comissiong, one of Beckles’ key reparations crusading allies, ahead of the fateful 2001 UN Conference.
Quoting the ancient Heraclitus, consciously or unconsciously, Davis told me “Character is destiny.”
My focus is the kind of seeds of distrust and suspicion that were sown in the infant Beckles’ mind, and how these sour seeds or bitter beliefs may have borne fruit in the tragic, lethal outcome of a dispute which, according to at least one news report of the time, may have begun as a case of good natured teasing by Campbell about the shoes Beckles Jr was wearing.
More broadly, I am not only concerned with the normaliszation but, and more acutely, the ‘domestication’ of what 2016 Labour Party leadership challenger Angela Eagle has called the “politics of grievance” and particularly the mixed messages that rote recitation of such rhetoric sends to ‘Labour children’.
In other words, I am concerned about the conscience corrupting, mind poisoning potency of the economic historian Beckles’ and other Labour ideologues’ insufficiency rhetoric in child rearing, familial contexts.
Labour predictability and self-fulfilling prophecy
Blott - Blair-Abbott
Blott – Blair-Abbott
In the previous article I noted that like Sir Hilary, both former Labour leader Tony Blair and his prominent Jamaican-descended colleague Diane Abbott have been publicly criticised for socialism-preaching-but-not-practising school choices.
I think it can be reasonably stated that there is some kind of vision blurring blot or disconnect around Labour politicians’ understanding of and attitude toward scholarship.
And while prime minister Blair may be viewed as having sought to address this political-pedagogical disconnect or dysfunction, with his “aspirational” New Labour project, his deputy Lord Prescott’s ambivalent attitude toward education probably provides one of the worst examples of this dysfunction’s tragic efficacy – possibly only surpassed by Blair’s Pentecostal excursions.
In his autobiography, ‘A Journey’ the Constantinian complex afflicted Blair shares details of a visit to a Black Church Conference in Brighton where he got “drunk with the spirit”, in a manner not entirely dissimilar from his son Ewan’s experience with alcohol a few days previously.
But I cannot fault Blair too heavily for integrationist overtures or mixing his drinks, while denouncing Beckles’, Nigel Farage’s, Trump’s, Louis Farrakhan’s and others’ racial racketeering isolationism.
My concern is to draw attention to the pragmatic problems that arise when your domestic, personal pedagogy and parental discourse is out of sync with your ‘political broadcasting’.
This kind of Blott (Blair-Abbott) phenomenon seems to persistently blur Beckles’ and other fundamentalist Labour preachers’ vision.
It seems to restrict their neuro-ideological airways, obstructing the circulation of rational thought in the domestic sphere, where as any sound socialist knows, it matters first and foremost.
Home Economics
Readers will recall what I first shared in article seven of this series (and quoted in article eight) about the “impracticality of a dualistic, ambivalent British manners matrix that can only ever assure a fragile peace.”
Note also that the “‘too polite’ Norwich-based, lifelong Labour Party supporter” I referred to in that connection is “working in the education field”.
That individual, a head teacher, voted for Clive Lewis on the basis of his proficiency with Labour’s rhetoric of the marginalized, I believe.
In fact, as I recall, when I asked that educator why he/she was voting for Lewis, he/she simply said something like “Ooh, I could never vote Tory!” (I use the gender referent ‘he/she’ to protect the individual’s identity.)
And I seem to recall that top level educator shuddering as those words were spoken, clearly showing deep revulsion at even the idea of voting Tory.
This apparent instinctiveness or automaticity of response underscores the point I am making here about the rote-like, robotic or Corbottic (inspired by the political collaborations of Jeremy Corbyn and Diane Abbott) character of Labour discipline and indoctrination.
Or, in a word, its predictability.
And I should note here that in my mind Aristotle’s prophetic formulae is associated with Roman Catholic indoctrination more than ancient Greek philosophy.
Perhaps that is one reason why in April last year I told Dr Michael Nibblet of the University of Warwick that I see little difference between some universities’ and churches’ pedagogy.
Indeed, from my perspective, even the antagonistic, fundamentalist atheist AC Grayling’s New College of the Humanities project can be construed as a psychologically self-alienated and socio-linguistically short-sighted and ill-fated religious venture, possibly having less to do with that Western scholar’s academic ambitions than with childhood trauma suffered in Gambia or Malawi.
But more pertinently, my preoccupation with the Roman Catholic Church (lets call it a preoccupation for the moment) has to do with Catholicism’s links to Sir Hilary, my local MP Lewis, the University of Illinois and the previously mentioned Barbados-sown, globally grown criminal conspiracy in which they and other persons and institutions are implicated.
Actually, as with the Labour Party, through a letter before action sent to its London-based Bishops Conference, I have informed the Roman Catholic Church in England and Wales that I am considering legal action against it.
Cardinal Vincent Nichols, compliments Wikipedia.
Cardinal Vincent Nichols, compliments Wikipedia.
Sadly, like the Labour Party, the Bishops led by Cardinal Vincent Nicholls have so far spurned my proactive attempts to address the issues undermining authentic, frank and mutually respectful Christian fellowship between them and I, and in turn, between myself and other believers, especially in the local Catholic community.
I am particularly concerned about the state of relations between myself and members of Norwich Justice and Peace, especially longstanding members Pamela Lowe, Colin Allen and Isabel Ingram, as I informed the Catholic Safeguarding officer for our diocese, Michael (Mick) Thurley.
And the behaviour of the Catholic Bishops has only intensified my concerns for J&P members and other Norfolk Catholics’ wellbeing, because unlike the Labour Party, the Bishops have so far failed to even formally acknowledge letters before action that I began sending them by both post and email in June last year.
The Bishops seem instead to be banking on silence, which as Verene Shepherd, one of Beckles’ academic colleagues has pointed out, is one of the deadliest weapons in the arsenal of an assassin.
They seem to be banking on the killer instinct that makes Donald-Trump-like demagogues treat politics, religious or otherwise labelled, like a zero sum game.
And I feel obliged to note the silence here too of Unite the Union General Secretary Len McCluskey.
He too appears to have decided that the best response to my proactive attempts at constructive, conciliatory dialogue is a party political, placebo-like non-engagement policy.
But I and other silence scrutinizing alchemy assessing semanticists are mindful that where silence can be curative and healing in one social context, in another it can be destructive of civilized engagement.
As science writer Jo Marchant and others may attest, it can lead to a poisonous, communicable continuum of death.
And I have been tracking such a semantic series of deaths (including the sudden death of Norfolk County Council executive Harold Bodmer and the similarly ‘unnatural’ death of Labour MP Jo Cox), in Barbados, England and elsewhere, for some time now, and very carefully.
And my heart’s desire is to prevent any more mad Maox (Thomas-Mair-killing-Cox) misanthropic, misinterpretation of ‘the times and the seasons’ (Acts 1:7).
My main concern here, as indicated previously, is to prevent any further assassination of character or shipwrecking of human potential through deliberate or unintended distortions of faith or ideology.
It is to prevent the predictable destruction of life and distortion of ‘intellectual property’ by the globally influential, presumably well-meaning but deeply flawed and fallible scholar Beckles, my local MP Lewis and others implicated in the afore mentioned decades old criminal conspiracy against me.
Travelling hopefully
And as I indicated in a Facebook post recently, while no doubt causing some strain in relations between myself and members of the Catholic Church, the Labour Party and other entities, I expect my crusade for justice to benefit those entities ultimately.
Responding to predictably snide, cynical comments by one of Lewis’ supporters in the local Muslim community I wrote “And the really great thing about this is that not only will a stronger, more unified Labour Party emerge when our work is done, THE WHOLE LANDSCAPE OF BRITISH, BARBADIAN, AMERICAN, CANADIAN and other national political-ecological systems will be transformed for the better.”
Sadly, that selective silence supporting Muslim skeptic seems too infatuated with Lewis, who he claims to have interacted with personally, to grasp the idea that like Beckles’, the Norwich South MP’s ‘scholarship’ (such as it is) could be wrecked by his human fallibility.
Like others in Norfolk’s Jewish, Christian and other religious communities who have endorsed the veteran trade unionist Lewis, his Muslim ally seems intent on portraying me as a ‘crank’ and my fight for justice as a “grand delusion” and exercise in futility.
That Islamist agitator’s insults are to that extent reminiscent of Lewis’ former BBC colleague Mike Liggins, who contemptuously undermined my efforts to have the light of public scrutiny shed on capitalist ‘scholar’ Surinder Kandola, the UK’s largest and possibly most politically influential Domino’s Pizza franchisee.
But discerning readers will agree that like Liggins’ clearly prejudiced view of me, that Muslim detractor’s attitude merely exposes his commitment, conscious or unconscious, to Beckles’ and Lewis’ self-fulfilling prophecies about me.
Like Beckles and others who see the world through a perverse blacks versus whites and vice versa lens, that Muslim will probably continue to see what he expects to see – perhaps until a deeper revelation of Allah’s party politics transcending ways sets him free.
MP Clive Lewis: the darling of at least one outspoken Norfolk Muslim.
MP Clive Lewis: the darling of at least one outspoken Norfolk Muslim.
Reaping and sowing globally and inter-generationally
As previously stated, I view Sir Hilary as a tragic hero.
A man for whom I once had such high regard that I asked him to write a foreword to my book, The Bible: Beauty and Terror Reconciled, I now view with a mixture of modest admiration, suspicion and embarrassment.
Not surprising if you accept my historical perspective, which implicates him, along with ‘publisher emeritus’ Harold Hoyte, broadcaster Vic Fernandes, journalists David Ellis, Kaymar Jordan, Julius Gittens, politicians Donville Inniss, Mia Mottley, Owen Arthur and other influential Barbadians, as key catalysts in the conscious or unconscious, direct or indirect propagation of mind poisoning, character defaming pedagogies, the fruits of which are suspicion, cynicism and social volatility.
I have focused on the fallibility of ‘Labour’ politics and scholarship here.
But the catholicity of justice and peace perverting politics, whether labelled ‘Conservative’, capitalist, Democratic or any other denomination is not lost on me.
Coming from Barbados, where capital and labour, truth and falsehood, faith and doubt may merge imperceptibly, I have earned ‘First Class Honours’ in the study of political complexity.
That is why in 2001, with a prescience not unlike that of the economist Pettifor, whose education at the University of Witwatersrand, South Africa enabled her to predict the 2007-2008 Global Financial Crisis, I warned my Pan Africanist colleagues of the folly of pushing a reparation for trans-Atlantic slavery narrative without serious consideration of the role of Africans as slave traders, not just as slaves.
And while I had no direct contact with Beckles during Barbados’ preparation for the 2001 United Nations World Conference Against Racism (WCAR), it seems clear to me that I was a target of his indirect aggression.
Looking retrospectively, I see traces of the anger Sir Hilary unleashed on me at a University of the West Indies reception, in the reasoning he offered for sending his son to a predominantly white private school, rather than a government run one.
The UWI reception followed a public lecture at the Cave Hill Campus, possibly delivered by former British Prime Minister and cricket enthusiast Sir John Major.
Oblivious to the protocol dictating room temperature for the intake of red wine, I made the churlish ‘mistake’ of asking for a few blocks of ice to chill mine.
Well, you might think that I had insulted his mother (or poked fun at his shoes?), the way the goodly professor responded.
He could hardly find words to express his distress and outrage at my socialite’s offence!
I thought he was on the verge of an apoplectic fit.
And as the look of embarrassment on one of his colleague’s face expressed, this overreaction said more about the character of the man than my plebe-like faux pa said about me.
Like the explanation of his school choice for Rodney, that outburst exposes the predictably self-destructive perversity of professor Beckles’ pedagogy, and point not only to a corrupting of Rodney’s conscience by his father from a very young age, but to the corruption of Beckles’ own conscience over many years.
It points to or predicts the cynicism of that sage.
And following this familial economic forecasting lead, it is difficult to see the thinking Beckles outlined for his school choice as anything but a rationalization of abuse of the infant Rodney’s conscience.
I see it as a cynicism inducing, deeply damaging manipulation of Rodney’s moral compass, much in the same way that fundamentalist atheists, Buddhists, Christians, Hindus, Jews  Muslims, Socialists and other inflexible ideologues brain wash children and adolescents, making them Jihadis.
Moreover, I believe that the innocence violating, pessimistic priming of a child to see the world through a divisive, paranoid racial lens that is implied by Beckles reasoning, is no less child abuse than the sexual grooming or priming that perverted, predatory Catholic priest paedophiles have excelled in.
In either case the innocence of the child is corrupted and his or her life blighted by assaults on their youthful openness and optimism, the basis of social resilience and wholesome socialisation generally.
And in prefacing a lecture that he gave at Harvard University last year with the assertion that he is an optimist, Beckles at least concedes optimism’s social utility.
Still, what we have here, basically, is evidence of professor Beckles’ poisonous pedagogy poisoning his own son’s mind, possibly irreversibly.
And the possible finality of such damage is indicated by Rodney’s age.
He would have only been four or five years old at the time, the standard ages of primary school entry in Barbados, as in the UK, the US and indeed most countries.
And I have certainly seen the fruit of such insipid inoculation in religious settings, where believer’s are bound-in by distrust of any but those in the upper echelons of their own doctrinal edifices.
The “Fear Factor”, as Barbadian businessman Dick Stoute has called it, operates cyclically, like ‘Labour discipline’, to deny both young and old desired relief.
Sir Hilary speaking at the Anatomy Theatre of King’s College, Strand London in 2015.
Sir Hilary speaking at the Anatomy Theatre of King’s College, Strand London in 2015.
Beckles jaundiced journey
Now, am I saying that the socialism preaching Sir Hilary and Lady Beckles set out to shipwreck their son’s social conscience and maroon his life chances?
No.
I am saying that on a balance of probabilities, the tragic events of January 2007, when Rodney Beckles killed Khalil Campbell in a reputed Jamaican drug den was predictable because of the kind of fundamentalist, anal retentive, anti-social programming that Rodney was subjected to by his probably well-meaning, possibly over-protective daddy.
Moreover, I am saying that the negative, suspicion breeding racial programming that produced that particular instance of privately catastrophic black-on-black violence for the Beckles and Campbell families is characteristic of Jamaica’s labour party dominated political discourse generally.
It is part of the ‘ambient terror’ that many Jamaicans have come to accept as part of their everyday existence.
And I am saying that the ‘whites blaming’ that professor Beckles and others in Jamaica’s, Barbados’ and other Caribbean countries’ educational and political directorates excel in prevents them from addressing the black-to-black trust deficits that are a key component of that climate of fear.
In “The Destruction Of Black Civilization”, Chancellor Williams addressed this kind of trust deficit, albeit on a ‘macro economic’, continental scale.
In his “Overview” he wrote about the consequences of conflict and environmentally occasioned social fragmentation and isolation in the Sudan and elsewhere in Africa.
He wrote “Disunity and mutual suspicion became an African way of life. Small chiefdoms sprang up everywhere, often no more than a village of one or two hundred people.”
What I would have readers note here is how this same description of, lets call it, the political landscape, can be transferred to other parts of the world with little or no modification.
Is not what Williams is describing here a feature of all human society?
We will have disagreements from time to time, and these may lead to a parting of ways and leave lingering doubts and fears.
Some disputes will be explosive, and like the Beckles-Campbell bust-up in 2007, end fatally.
Grudges may even be held in seemingly less serious cases and, as between the sons of Abraham, Jews and Muslims, be sustained indefinitely.
What is Brexit, if not a manifestation of Britain’s perennial discomfort with its European neighbours’ proximity.
What about Scottish longing for independence or Anglo-Irish conflict?
Then there is the fragile peace between Indians and Pakistanis?
Do these conflicts differ from those among Africans fundamentally?
Are black people more tribal than any other people?
Are we less appreciative of the benefits of unity?
I think not.
Indeed, as I explained during a talk I delivered at the University of East Anglia some years ago, as part of a project called Aftershock, it seems to me that black people give other races credit for our strengths and weaknesses with equal ease.
And in doing so, we rob ourselves of agency.
I cite the notorious letter of the British slave owner Willie Lynch to explain what I mean.
Many blacks, especially American blacks cite Lynch’s letter to explain black-on-black distrust and mutual destruction.
They see black-to-black suspicion  and violence as an outworking of Lynch’s advice to plantation owners to set father against son, daughter against mother, husband against wife and so on.
But as I asked my audience at the UEA’s Sainsbury Centre, don’t those kinds of disagreements and divisions occur naturally?
Why then exalt the infantile sociopath Lynch to the status of an evil genius?
Small children in the home and school playground can run rings around parents and teachers, demonstrating proficiency in Lynch-like divide and rule strategies to a polished degree.
My children play mummy against daddy and vice versa naturally.
The point I want to impress on readers is that if we truly develop the cognitive and affective composure and flexibility needed to resolve conflict peacefully, rather than just aping or rotishly reproducing the external forms (especially the words) of that composure and flexibility we cannot help but use those social cohesion building skills with everybody.
We will not differentiate between persons of varying colours, classes or creeds when we are mindful of the fallibility of all human beings.
Empathy, our salvation always: empathy
I can understand why Beckles who spent his crucial, characteristically volatile adolescent years growing up in England, where he was a part of its minority black community, might feel such “mental toughening” of his infant son had some validity.
However, Beckles was then living in Barbados, where the majority black and minority white populations had over centuries, with some difficulty, crafted a kind of mutual accommodation.
There has long been a kind of ‘unofficial apartheid’ on the island, that both sides tolerated, and even exploited, for their own ends.
A rough outline of the arrangement is evident in the domination of politics by black Barbadians, while white Barbadians dominated in the commercial field.
That is a simplification, of course, because in addition to slave ownership by free Blacks like Joseph Rachell and Rachel Pringle, dominance politically or commercially is a matter of perception.
Political office and commercial wealth, like pretty much everything else in life derive their power from the faith we put in them.
And it seems clear to me that faith, whether defined in religious or secular terms is one of the “fundamental forces”, to quote Pettifor, that drive economies at both the macro and micro levels.
This is the power of the ‘placebo affect’ that is evident both in the fields of physical and mental health, as Marchant, author of the book ‘Cure’ may agree.
And the Marxism minded Beckles seems to have put an extraordinary amount of trust in political and commercial dominance to the  detriment of his family – especially the wellbeing of his elder son Rodney.
And let me be clear, again, that I am not without sympathy for Sir Hilary.
Heaven’s knows what he may have gone through as a child in the rural parish of St Andrew at the hands of whites there.
Likewise, I can only imagine how challenging life may have been for him when, at 13 years old, his family moved to England.
But if the goal of scholastic attainment is to maximize individual human potential and in turn the collective enrichment of society, something is sadly amiss when the Vice Chancellor of the Caribbean’s foremost university shows signs of malevolently nursing childhood and adolescent injuries.
Something is sadly amiss when an internationally celebrated educator appears to suffer a Trump-like deficit of empathy.
Why would anyone model UWI or any other educational institution on the ill-fated “Trump University”?
References
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_capital
http://www.jamaicaobserver.com/news/129578_Officers-claim-Beckles-confessed-to-killing-Campbell
http://old.jamaica-gleaner.com/gleaner/20071115/news/news5.html

Blessing and blight of Hilary Beckles’ scholarship – Mouth of The Beast #11

Cover of my WCAR Conference commemorating booklet, 'The Word Becomes Flesh'
Cover of my WCAR Conference commemorating booklet, ‘The Word Becomes Flesh
The ‘errancy and fallibility’ of ‘The Beckles’
In his best known book, The Destruction Of Black Civilization, African-American social historian and writer Chancellor Williams offers a very useful, albeit fallible, problematic analysis of ‘Western scholarship’, which he treats as a fundamentally white racist preserve.
In this installment of my Mouth of the Beast series of articles, I will be examining the scholarship of one particularly mouthy, prominent ‘Western scholar’, professor Sir Hilary Beckles, currently the Vice Chancellor of the University of the West Indies.
As the title suggests I will be doing a kind of cost-benefit analysis of Beckles’ scholarship, assessing the extent to which the University of Hull trained economic historian’s career has been a blessing and blight to himself, to fellow Barbadians and other Caribbean people and, given his international prominence, to the global community.
And here I must declare an interest: Sir Hilary’s ‘scholarship’ is a crucial focus of legal and other actions I am pursuing in an effort to rehabilitate or reform relations between myself and Clive Lewis, my local MP and relations with the Labour Party as a whole.
Sir Hilary speaking at the Anatomy Theatre of King’s College, Strand London in 2015.
Sir Hilary speaking at the Anatomy Theatre of King’s College, Strand London in 2015.
Lewis, and Diane Abbott, both key supporters of the Labour Party leader Jeremy Corbyn are implicated with Beckles and others in a Barbados-sown, globally-grown conspiracy that I have uncovered and am currently mounting an innovative, peculiarly ‘para legal’, fundamentally spiritual response to.
Laura Clower, legal counsel with the University of Illinois (subsequently UofI), knows a bit about the distinctive, idiosyncratic, nature of my para-legal initiative.

She and Linda Schuh, another UofI employee are implicated in the conspiracy because of their role in derailing a business project of which my book, The Bible: Beauty and Terror Reconciled (TBBTR) is a primary focus.

UofI published a 6 page summary of TBBTR in their Encyclopedia Of Caribbean Religions, in 2013.

But without any forewarning or subsequent explanation, Schuh abandoned talks I was engaged in with her about a Caribbean distribution deal for the Encyclopedia.

Mia Mottley, a former Barbados Minister of Education, and Donville Inniss the island’s current Minister of Industry, International Business, Commerce and Small Business Development are also implicated, along with Lewis’ former BBC colleague Mike Liggins and other news media personnel in what is primarily a rapacious, selective silencing, soul destroying, psychological assault on my and other’s intellectual property and related human rights and entitlements.
In my case, the assault has been sustained for more than 20 years, depriving me of significant material, fleshy fruit or practical proceeds of my labours.

Beckles and others, especially his fundamentalist feminist, Judeo-Christian, Muslim and other religion racketeering co-conspirators, simultaneously consumed my political capital, while insisting that I “have nothing professional to offer”, as British-Barbadian writer Nailah “Charmaine Gill” Imojah, a professing Rastafarian writer once asserted.

In what was supposed to be a conciliation meeting, overseen by educator-poet Esther Phillips, Imojah made that offensive assertion even as she basked in acclaim achieved by hijacking a poetry-Jazz music project I had been developing in 1997.

My article Fundamentalist Feminism, located here, gives details of the long-running dispute I have with Imojah or ‘Lie-e-lah’ as I sometimes call her, and other Barbadian gender, race and religion racketeers.
And readers should note that like “The Donald” whose use of the word “democracy” is based primarily on theories and masks an aversion to the concept, “The Beckles'” use of the term “reparatory justice” borders on parody.
From my vantage point he has distinguished himself in international academic and political circles as a champion and defender of workers’ and human rights by disenfranchising other knowledge traders.
Similarly, Sir Hilary refuses to admit his scholarly fallibility and complicity in intellectual property rape and other professorial profiteering at my and others’ expense, even as he calls for reparatory justice, based on Britain’s profiteering at the expense of Africans and their descendants and as he denounces the “grotesque inequalities” (his mate Corbyn’s favourite catch phrase) and rape-like atrocities of the trans-Atlantic slave trade and its colonial legacies.
As Beckles and others, including the Commonwealth Secretariat Human Rights port folio holder, Jamaican Karen Mckenzie preach against slavery and colonialism related atrocities and their legacies, they have turned both a deaf ear and a blind eye to my and others’ human rights, apparently.
I am being forced to take legal action because Beckles and his Western scholarship corrupting, workers’ human rights trampling co-conspirators have resisted numerous efforts by me to get reparatory justice redress for their violations of my knowledge worker rights in a more amicable, non-litigious manner.
And I should also make it clear from the outset that I am not acting for my own or my family’s sake only.
I am taking a stand for the millions of knowledge traders and other persons, working in both formal and informal education sectors, whose lives are being adversely affected by the scholarly and other fallibilities and human rights perversions of Beckles, Lewis and the Labour Party, through its international connections.
Just as Beckles is a key focus but not the only object of my concern about the corruptibility or fallibility of Western scholarship, so too I am not the only target or victim of his and his conscious or unconscious co-conspirators’ academic anomalies and perversions.
The Barbados-sown, globally grown conspiracy that I am responding to spans the fields of politics, religion, academia, commerce and the media in several states, and adversely affects persons in many countries, including Barbados, Jamaica, Trinidad, India-Pakistan, the UK. the US, Canada, France, Nigeria, Zimbabwe, Brazil and Israel.
Labour Party denies all my claims and any knowledge of my allegations.
Labour Party denies all my claims and any knowledge of my allegations.
And that global configuration of the conspiracy is at least partly because poisonous elements of Beckles’ and others’ reverse racist Pan Africanist pedagogy are being disseminated by mainstream and marginal academic, media, trade union and related political channels around the world.
And I believe we have seen one of the consequences of the conspirators’ “sad, cynical, success” in the triumph of White Supremacist racial separatist Donald Trump over the utopian integrationist Hillary Clinton, in their battle for the White House.
But long before the Clinton-Trump or Clump capitalist catastrophe that I and others forecast, much of the groundwork for that and other widely publicized, profoundly problematic, potentially pyric victories (like Brexit) was laid in unreported acts and secret pacts that predicted the present precarious state of not only Barbadian, British and American scholarship but all Western education systems.
Plagiarism and other forms of academic impersonation and identity theft that disembowel intellectual effort and promote a false dichotomy between knowledge workers’ “word and flesh” are ‘destroying’ (I am more inclined to say devaluing or distorting) all civilization, not just Africans’ and their descendants’.
How many white British and other Black and Minority Ethnic (BAME) knowledge workers (like myself) who are residing in the former BBC Norfolk employee Lewis’ Norwich South constituency are being raped (not represented), because of superficially progressive but profoundly backwards, retrogressive, conscious or unconscious Beckwis (Beckles-Lewis) knowledge economy distortions and perversions?
Based on long-standing, ongoing personal contact not only with Barbadians but also with the Norwich branch of the Roman Catholic Church’s Justice and Peace commission, the local Muslim community and persons who identify themselves by various gender, racial, religious or other labels, or none, I can name several persons who are being adversely affected by Beckwis’ deeply flawed, supremely self-serving knowledge economy forecasting.
So I am not the least bit surprised that Andrew Haldane, a top British economist, recently conceded not only his profession’s contribution to the global economic crisis but also a crisis in the discipline of economics itself.
The WCAR watershed
I have been trying to draw attention to the perverse, selective silencing, truth distorting racial reasoning of professor Beckles and other economic historians since at least 2001, when he, Mottley, politician David Comissiong and others gave Barbados the dubious distinction of being the principle national sponsor of trans-Atlantic slavery reparations, at the cumbersomely labelled World Conference Against Racism, Racial Discrimination, Xenophobia and Related Forms of Intolerance (subsequently WCAR).
And I have the dubious distinction of having supported their efforts, although I fundamentally disagreed with them on the issue of African fallibility and complicity in the Maafa, as the seismic tragedy of tran-Atlantic slavery and colonialism is sometimes called.
But it seems that I am rather more comfortable with admitting my shortcomings and fallibility than Beckles, Lewis and others.
Indeed as I have intimated before, where I have written about the importance of a clear conscience, I believe this has been my salvation.
It certainly seems to have been Williams’ salvation as he not only studied the forces behind the destruction of black civilization but apparently engaged with them in his own work.
I believe that his salvation, such as it was, stemmed from a profound sense of empathy that allowed him to engage with others’ corrupting, destructive flaws and fallibility from a position not only of forthrightness, calling a spade a spade, but also one of forgiveness and compassion.
And being no less empathetic than Williams, let me be the first to say that such conscientiousness is an endlessly difficult balancing act.
But no less committed to reparatory justice than Beckles, even as I denounce his shortcomings in the strongest terms possible, I am aware that like another University of Hull trained economic historian, Lord (John) Prescott and former Labour leader and British prime minister Tony Blair, Beckles is also a tragic hero of sorts.
Barbadians are certainly familiar with the scandals that have plagued his pursuit of excellence.
And he has been accused of running an “alternative government” by Barbados prime minister Freundel Stuart, while Hal Austin, a Senior Editor with the Financial Times has labelled the UWI don a ‘wild horse’.
Sadiq Khan, compliments Wikipedia
Sadiq Khan, compliments Wikipedia
Cricket in the jungle
Williams’ racial characterization of Western scholarship was probably more accurate in 1971, when TDoBC was first published than it is today, when well established, tenured black scholars like Beckles, professor Richard Drayton and others routinely challenge the racist privileging of their white counterparts’ opinions.
And some white scholars, like Martin Bernal, have also built on Williams’ white prejudice and privilege challenging work, especially in the area of African Studies.
There is also a considerable body of West-raised or acculturated Asian scholars, who add to the complexity of the picture.
Indeed, Williams’ warnings about “Asian imperialism” and “Arabs’ white superiority complex” (page 34) are particularly pertinent today, not least because of the current state of these groups’ global presence and the economic and political influence they exert.
Note, for example, the election of Sadik Khan as Mayor of London.
And what about China and India’s strategic investments in African economies?
Williams wrote “Asian imperialism, though rarely ever mentioned, was, and still is even more devastating for the African people than that of either Europe or America. The Arabs’ white superiority complex is not one whit less than that of Europe or America, although their strategy of ‘brotherhood’ deceives naive Blacks.”
Intriguingly, while it may be argued that Williams’ assessment of the extent of America’s white bias is undermined by Barack Obama’s presidency, it can also be argued that Obama’s Asian “association”, projected both by the Kenyan-Irish descended American’s brown skin and his Muslim affiliations affirm Williams’ essential argument.

Similarly, Obama may be said to have benefited from the “red man” proximity to whites that analysts of Michael Manley’s, Edward Seaga’s and other Jamaican political leaders are familiar with.

However my main purpose here is to address the corruptibility and fallibility of all scholarship, whether labelled Eastern or Western, Northern or Southern, and irrespective of the race, religion, gender or any other label of those who generate its contradictory leisure and ledgers.
I have previously expressed concerns about perennial tensions between Blacks and Asians as I have personally experienced them in a Barbadian context, through my interactions with the politically and economically well-connected matriarch Philomena Mohini Harris’ family.
And among Barbadians the alleged ‘dead chicken deviance’ of Caribbean commercial powerhouse Ram Mirchandani is a matter of folklore.
Moreover, I remain concerned about post 9/11 and 7/7 Anglo-American surrender of impartiality and objectivity, as arguably excessive soft diplomacy concessions were made to India and other Asian countries, validating VS Naipaul’s, Narendra Modi’s and others’ Islamaphobia and correspondingly extreme Hindu nationalist reactions.
However, I have no interest in endorsing or otherwise advancing Donald Trump and Peter Thiel-recalling divide and rule analyses or strategies, regardless of whether Williams or anyone else endorses or advances them.
Indeed, I think it is safe to say that based on what has gone before in this series of articles, it should be clear that while I remain a committed Pan Africanist like Beckles and Comissiong, I am a radical Pan Humanist first.
It should be clear that while I see some validity in the notion of ‘whiteness’ being normative, in many Western formal and informal educational and socializing contexts, as recently argued by another Williams-like apologist, black American academic Reggie Williams, I do not subscribe to the view that “whiteness” is normative in every scenario.
In article six I recounted a Twitter exchange I had with Williams, where I challenged that racist assumption at the heart of an article entitled “Seeing whiteness”, that the Assistant Professor of Christian Ethics at McCormick Theological Seminary had published in the Christian Post.
As Mottley, leader of the Barbados Labour Party and others have noted, while it is self-evident that “whiteness” is normative in some scenarios, especially in the UK, US, Canada, Australia and Europe where white people’s numerical majority as reflected in their domination of mainstream media and academia is still significant, it is not unchallenged.
The veil of whiteness over Western society’s vision and values is rather more porous than Williams imagines.
His vision, apparently shared by Beckles and others whose scholarship seems fundamentally compromised by a neurotic negativity or ‘inadequacy syndrome’ is in fact marred by the kind of generalization or ‘bigly’ thinking that Trump and other gender, race and religious racketeers and demagogues trade on.
A persistent advocate of the wisdom of small beginnings, I subject all ‘big ideas’ to rigorous scrutiny: not least my own ‘macro economic’ notions.
So, my persistent WCAR-related questioning in 2001 of Barbadian Pan Africanists’ decision not to discuss the involvement of black people in the trans-Atlantic slave trade as traders, rather than just as slaves or slave descendants was a matter of conviction and principle.
Back then, as we prepared for that UN conference, which was hosted by South Africa, I felt that this fraught question of black-on-black abuse and violence is critical to any discussion of reparations.
My insistence that this vexing issue should be frankly discussed by Beckles, Mottley, the former Barbados Government Commission For Pan Affairs Director Comissiong and other government and NGO affiliated persons involved with me in conferences, dialogues and other preparatory activities linked to the WCAR was therefore not personal – certainly not in the petty, base sense of that word.
It was in fact an assertion of my own and other moderate black Barbadian thinkers’ personhood: the personhood of the majority of Barbadians, who choose middle-of-the-road positions not just on trans-Atlantic slavery reparations, but on a range of issues as a matter of course.
Moreover, I was asserting the personhood that every race racketeering extremist, paedophile priest, political con artist, plagiarizing academic and selectively silent journalist attacks not just in their victims, but in themselves, ultimately.
It was an expression of my and their freedom of conscience: our right to see things differently; to disagree.
It was, in fact, an expression of my democratic, human rights, including the right to imagine or believe what I choose to imagine or believe.
My right to be me.
Again, these are precisely the kinds of human rights that Beckles and other Pan Africanists were asserting even as they harassed, undermined, intimidated and threatened me, directly and indirectly.
Cricket In the Jungle, as depicted a YouTube by iconic Caribbean band The Tradewinds
‘Cricket In the Jungle’, as depicted in a scene from a YouTube video accompanying the song of that name by iconic Caribbean band The Tradewinds
And they made good on those threats too, as I was pounced on by some of Barbados more rapacious political capital hunting carnivores.
Not only was I declared a spy by Aaron Larrier, the Comissiong sanctioned, self-appointed head of the NGO Committee involved in preparations for the UN Conference.
Additionally, at Larrier’s bidding, the matter was put to a vote, and I was banned from attending that Committee’s private deliberations, which I had freely attend up to that point.
Now, I cannot say that the human rights activist Beckles was responsible for that attack on my human rights definitively.
I cannot say that the UWI Vice Chancellor, a globally prominent champion of reparatory justice was directly responsible for that specific instance of repressive injustice that befell me.
I cannot say with 100% certainty that Beckles, knighted for his services to tertiary education, arts and sport, particularly cricket, the game whose name is a synonym for fairness of thought and balanced, beautiful action, contributed to one of the ugliest, most unfair and imbalanced assaults on Barbados’ democratic heritage and developmental institutions.
But I am clear that the balance of probabilities supports this conclusion.
I am clear, as are many Barbadian and other Caribbean citizens who have followed his career, that over many years, Beckles has consciously or unconsciously modelled an African supremacist version of the Aryan supremacist scholarly fallibility that both he and Chancellor Williams have denounced.
More than this, and this is one reason why I consider Sir Hilary a very tragic hero, however brilliant and successful he may seem academically, discerning observers will agree that his hubris and sociopathic sense of entitlement has made him and members of his family “stars” in a very sad public show.
Indeed, it is apparent that some of the very social bond breaking, black civilization destroying behaviour that Williams has attributed to a “British (and European) philosophy of education” is being manifested by the University of Hull educated Beckles in a very tragic manner.
I have written about his eldest son Rodney’s involvement in the killing of another troubled Pan Africanist, Khalil Campbell previously.
In that article, published some years ago on the US based Pulse Point-Allvoices platform, I made links between that tragedy that unfolded in Jamaica in January 2007, 10 years ago,  and the truly extraordinary explanation the social-democracy-preaching Beckles offered for his decision to have that son educated at a majority white Barbadian private school – a Barbadian instance of the parental public school choices by the social-democracy-preaching Abbott and Blair and which generated similar news stories.
According to news reports at the time, Beckles basically said that he sent his toddler son to a private, predominantly white school to spy on whites, with a view to subverting their destruction of black civilization strategies.
Presuming that this is what he actually said and that he actually meant it, that seems like a kind of child abuse to me.
To be continued…
References
Why are our kids so miserable?
http://www.torch.ox.ac.uk/sir-hilary-beckles-slavery-and-reparations
http://www.uwi.edu/vcinstallation/docs/inaugural-address-prof-beckles.pdf
http://www.uwi.edu/main/documents/cv_sir_hilary_beckles.pdf
http://www.jamaicaobserver.com/news/129805_-Not-Guilty-
http://www.msn.com/en-gb/news/uknews/chief-economist-of-bank-of-england-admits-errors-in-brexit-forecasting/ar-BBxWHkg?li=AAaeUIW&ocid=spartanntp
http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/chi-tribune-lawsuit-pdf-htmlstory.html
http://www.jamaicaobserver.com/news/Beckles-hit-back-at-Barbados-PM-_18797396
http://www2.warwick.ac.uk/services/gov/committees/diagram/new_committee_structure_diagram_as_at_10.8.15.pdf

Political pedophilia and the Labour Party (Mouth of the Beast – #10)

Some components of the Corbott-Clump political 'fair and fierce weather friends' system I am exploring- Jeremy Corbyn, Diane Abbott, Hilary Clinton and Donald Trump
Some components of the ‘hot air’ Corbott-Clump political ‘fair and fierce weather friends’ systems I am exploring- Jeremy Corbyn, Diane Abbott, Hilary Clinton and Donald Trump
Below is a copy of a letter I have shared with the Independent Inquiry into Child Sexual Abuse.
It describes a true life situation and I have taken measures to protect key persons’ identity.
I share it here in a bid to ensure that the full scope of the issues involved are grasped by as wide a cross section of people as possible.
We all need to take ownership of this issue because we are all child-like and vulnerable to an often unrecognized extent.
I focus on the Labour Party here, in line with the trajectory of this series of articles and my ongoing engagement with my local MP Clive Lewis and others representing or linked to that organization.
But I think most people know that political paedophilia is a scourge among all UK politicians, churches, media houses, businesses, educational entities and other organizations.
Accordingly, cycles of exploitative infantilizing can only be ended and circles of abuse, whether “parliamentary paedophile rings” or covertly carnal and carniverous clerical clubs, will only be broken when all of us do our part.
Dear Ms A,
I have decided to respond by email to your last message about the situation regarding Mr B.
Using email will allow me to more fully explain my point of view in an efficient way.
I think the sadness of the situation, which involves a victim of childhood sexual abuse was attested to by the characteristically evasive, reactionary behaviour of Mr B.
I believe that behaviour, which involved attacks on my integrity, warrants the detailed declaration of my position offered here.
This is a position I am pursuing in my interaction with victims and/or the representatives of victims of religiously motivated child abuse – sexual and otherwise.
As I indicated to one Norfolk, England-based Pentecostal church leader recently, I work with a number of such victims.
Responding by email also allows me to copy in members of the Intelek Domino Effect Associates (IDEAs) project: my support network. IDEAs associates care for and support me through prayer and other means.
In accordance with the principles of confidentiality in which I am trained (both as a journalist and a holistic health care assistant), I have withheld your and Mr B’s identities and taken other measures to protect your privacy.
First, let me restate your position, as I understand it.
Your position:
With all due respect, Mr Campbell, I strongly urge you to steer clear of Mr B.
His challenges are not your concern however well-intentioned you may be. Mr B is an adult now and will do whatever he believes God wants him to do for himself and those for whom he is responsible.
Also, Mr B is surrounded by fellow Christians, Buddhists, Hindus, Muslims, Jews, Humanists and other spiritual, caring persons who know of his dilemma and are helping him cope.
My position:
I do understand that Mr B will do whatever he thinks is best. One of the things I admire very much about Mr B is his independence of spirit.
I applaud such independent thinking, a distinctive trait of the Protestant reformer Martin Luther and the rationalist Christian apologist Rene DeCartes in my book The Bible: Beauty and Terror Reconciled. (I believe I gave you a copy.
Have you read any of it?)
I am persuaded that Mr B, a very public spirited, conscientious and caring individual, has the capacity to make as significant a contribution to Christ’s Kingdom as Luther and Descartes, if on a less prominent, more private scale.
However, I am also concerned that his judgement is being impaired by unresolved anger, stemming from the historical child abuse situation that he brought to my attention years ago.
And I am concerned that the support network around him, which you mentioned, may unintentionally be making matters worst for him.
My fundamental concern is that Mr B’s wellbeing is being compromised and jeopardized by Buddhists and other persons who, though well-meaning are acting contrary to legal and ethical principles that underpin both religious and secular notions of a just and caring society.
I am concerned that Mr B’s welfare is being sacrificed on an altar of convenience, so that a person who raped a 5 year old several years ago can be spared the humiliation of being held accountable for that deplorable, criminal activity.
And I find no comfort in the idea that Mr B’s ‘independence of spirit’ and freedom to choose is causing him to be complicit in the conspiracy of silence that is indulging the sexual predator he and his possibly well meaning but morally misguided advisors shield.
Moreover, I think it is absolutely unacceptable that Christians, Buddhists, Jews, Muslims, Hindus, humanists or any other ideologues should be advising and/or encouraging Mr B to sacrifice his psycho-social wellbeing that way.
Is the child abuser a professing Christian, Buddhist, Jew, Muslim, Hindu? Is that why his/her reputation is being shielded?
How does this situation differ from the scandal of priestly paedophilia in the Roman Catholic Church or the scourge of child soldiers in Africa?
How is this different from the worship of Moloch, that C.S. Lewis accused Christians of?
Why do supposedly enlightened, civilized, spiritual adults insist on passing their children through the fire?
Is God more tolerant and forgiving of paedophilia perpetrated by Pentecostal or other Protestant paedophiles, perhaps because Protestants have a better understanding of scripture or the workings of grace than their Catholic or Anglican brethren and ‘sistren’?
What perverse, self-righteous reasoning!
That is precisely the kind of churlish, religious-clique-privileging reasoning that the independent thinking and simultaneously Christian communion valuing apologist Lewis denounced when he wrote:
“The sort of love I have been describing… can also be felt for bodies that claim more than a natural affection: for a Church or (alas) a party in a Church, or for a religious order.  This terrible subject would require a book to itself.
Here it will be enough to say that the Heavenly Society is also an earthly society.
Our (merely natural) patriotism towards the latter can very easily borrow the transcendent claims of the former and use them to justify the most abominable actions.
If ever the book which I am not going to write is written, it must be the full confession by Christendom of Christendom’s specific contribution to the sum of human cruelty and treachery. Large areas of ‘the World’ will not hear us till we have publicly disowned much of our past. Why should they? We have shouted the name of Christ and enacted the service of Moloch.”
Do you know what “the service of Moloch” is Ms T?
It’s child sacrifice, essentially.
And like the children of Israel, Buddhists, Christians, Hindus, Muslims and other secular and religious ideologues excel in a kind of child sacrifice when they choose to shield adults who rob children of their innocence, thereby blighting the child’s adult existence.

 

Ms A, are you surprised that Mr B is an alcoholic? I am not.

It fits the pattern of alcohol masking or ‘medicating’ pain suppression and similar self-harming, self-destructive conduct that victims of childhood sexual and other traumas typically resort to.

“Survivors” of abuse, like the feminist academic and activist Bettina Aptheker.

I recently told an associate in Norfolk’s Christian community that one of the biggest challenges I face as a Carer/Advocate is “the fragmented nature” of the care offering, especially at the crucial communication level.

I told him that the word “care” itself has become cliched to a large extent – a fact attested to by the antagonism between public and private sector carers, who tend to work at cross purposes, rather than as co-producers.

I also asked him to join me and others who are trying to bridge the communication gap in a methodical, spiritually measured and sustainable way.

The “Spiritual Strategy” being implemented by the Norfolk and Suffolk (NHS) Foundation Trust is one bridge-building response to the crisis.

And I believe the situation with Mr B demonstrates the need for you and others (some of whom I’ve copied this email to) to join the Trust’s, my and others’ efforts.

 

I am not asking you to choose between Mr B’s welbing and the child abuser’s wellbeing.

 

I believe that by reporting the child abuse that Mr B told me about, the child, who is now an adult, Mr B and the abuser will all be helped, ultimately.

As I see it, others, not me, are making a choice between Mr B’s and the child’s wellbeing and the abuser’s reputation, and the pride and reputations of his/her family and friends.

And I believe that the Bible’s teaching clearly prioritizes the truth over anybody’s public image or reputation.

As indeed does the Koran, the Torah and the universal witness of a clear conscience.

And what about your and my wellbeing, Ms A.

I certainly have come under attack since advising Mr B to report this case of child abuse to the police.

I have been accused of being un-Christian because I am prepared to report the matter to the police.

No one seems concerned about the loss of the bond of friendship and trust that was developing between Mr B and me.

No one seems to care that I may now be at risk of harm if those intent on maintaining a conspiratorial silence decide they need to silence me.

I have had to consider these and other safety issues not just as a civic minded Norfolk resident but as a father of young children and a bearer of related familial and wider social responsibilities.

As I recently informed another Norfolk resident, I have been working to combat childhood sexual abuse for many years now, mainly as an advocate against the pedagogical paedophilia that ensures physical paedophilia a kind of indulgence and/or impunity.

This is why I started a petition calling on Sir Cliff Richard to use the crisis of being accused of paedophilia as an opportunity to fight this scourge among evangelical Christians, whether he is or is not guilty.

It is why I have been in touch with and sought to develop a working relationship with the US-based Survivors Network of those Abused by Priests (SNAP).

It is why I have been making representations to the Independent Inquiry Into Child Sexual Abuse (IICSA), also known as the Goddard Inquiry.
It’s also why, though less explicitly, I have issued letters before action to the Roman Catholic Church in England and Wales, Norfolk County Council and the Labour Party.

You see Ms A, I take the biblical teaching about Christians’ duty to protect and nurture children, the most vulnerable human beings, very seriously.
I believe it is first and foremost a call to recognize that the child in each of us lives perpetually.

I believe that the process the Bible refers to as being “born again” is critically dependent on the human capacity for critical memory.

Childhood trauma or abuse of any kind undermines that crucial, reconstructive, redemptive capacity.

And child sexual abuse in particular limits our resilience because it attacks our fundamental, biologically-based self-esteem.

Small wonder then that even someone as enlightened and progressive in their views as Bettina Aptheker suppressed the betrayal of being sexually abused by her father as a child.

A similar self-alienation happens when we cede too much power to politicians, trade unionists, religious leaders, academics, employers and other “authorities”.

This is the kind of infantilizing and wider psychological abuse that I have accused Domino’s Pizza franchiser Surinda Kandola of.

It’s akin to the Stockholm Syndrome response of victims to “terrorists” like Donald Trump, Sir Hilary Beckles, Louis Farrakhan and other black and white bullies.

Its also a response to the indirect aggression that Hilary Clinton and other feminists perpetrate, sometimes unconsciously.

Indeed, the more I think about it, the more the biblical doctrine of the total depravity of mankind makes sense to me.

We certainly seem incapable of doing good consistently.

Call it Murphy’s Law, if you like.

Call it what the Buddhists call it (fate?), maybe.

But whatever we do, we should not blame children for it or make them bear the burden of adults’ perversity.

We must not pass children through the flames of our fallibility.

What Raynard Jackson risks (Mouth of the Beast – #9)

 

Raynard Jackson with presidential candidate Hillary Clinton
Raynard Jackson with presidential candidate Hillary Clinton before he eventually backed Donald Trump

Updated November 13, 2016. A shorter version of this article was published as a ‘rapid response’ to a politically polarized, dangerously provocative article that American lobbyist Raynard Jackson published on November 8 and then promoted via Twitter, as protests against Donald Trump’s election victory were escalating.

This lengthier version links the UK-based Telegraph Jackson article more clearly with the preceding 8th instalment in this Mouth Of the Beast series.

In part 8 I addressed what I call Corbott, a conspiratorial pact or spiritual, hurricane winds approximating phenomenon generated by Jeremy Corbyn and Diane Abbott.

The chilling Maox assassination (Jo Cox killed by Thomas Mair), issues raised by Welsh MP Johnny Mercer’s risky denunciation of the Iraq Historical Abuse Team (IHAT) as a “witch hunt” and wider life and death, ‘spiritual warfare’ were also addressed.

Jackson’s opportunistic character assassination of Obama should therefore be interpreted against this backdrop.

“Woe to them that call darkness light and light darkness.”
(Isaiah 5:20)
I am writing to protest Black American politician Raynard Jackson’s dimly lit critique of outgoing United States president Barack Obama’s legacy, published here in the United Kingdom by the Telegraph on November 8.
Contrasting sharply with the tone of reconciliation and mutual respect being adopted by president elect Donald Trump and Obama during their recent White House meeting, Jackson’s promotion via Twitter of this deeply divisive document suggests that he is blissfully unaware of how precariously his country is poised on the brink of widespread racial and broader socipolitically motivated bloodletting.
Even as nationwide protests against Trump’s election victory were gathering momentum in the US, Jackson, the founder and chairman of a super PAC called Black Americans For A Better Future, was pushing his historically defective partisan political narrative, denouncing Obama’s presidency as a “massive disappointment” for Black Americans.
First published the day Americans were voting, the Republican Jackson’s patently opportunistic, partisan political punditry now runs the risk of fomenting racial and economic division and discontent at a time when they could do the worst possible damage to his country.
Your country is smoldering, Mr Jackson: why are you fanning such flames?
From my vantage point, the article represents the worst of minority ethnic identity politicking and does a disservice not only to the Black Americans that Jackson claims to be championing, but to Black people everywhere.
And readers should note the role being played by the Telegraph in this respect.
Indeed, if we adopt the humanistic, universalist frame of reference that the pacifist human rights icon Dr Martin Luther King advocated (see the final paragraph here) it becomes apparent that Jackson and his British Telegraph allies have put their interests above those of all human beings, irrespective of nationality, class, colour or creed.
Among other things, Jackson’s strategically published election day article and his subsequent post-election promotion of it on Twitter portrays him as a mawkish manipulator of sociopolitical and, especially, religious sentiment.
And Jackson’s accommodators at the Telegraph stink with the stench of his political calculation and cynicism.
Reminiscent of the volatile, typically blame-shifting rhetoric that Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan spouts habitually, Jackson’s analysis of Obama’s eight years in office marks a serious departure from more balanced analysis: analysis that had once prompted me to consider working with him.
His reckless behaviour at this crucial juncture in America’s history is first and foremost a tragic testament to his and other Black American leaders’ personal-responsibility-ducking.
What were he and other Black leaders doing during the eight years of Obama’s tenure?
Were they working with or against him,  as the spectacularly self-righteous, deeply cynical Dr Ben Carson has been doing, for example?
Moreover, Jackson’s simplistic denunciation of what Obama and other Democrats and Republicans have achieved through hard won concessions not only ignores the incredible odds against which his country’s first Black president was working – including the pessimism and hostility of Blacks like Carson, journalist Herbert Dyer and others whose grasp of their own fallibility seems deeply suppressed.
It also reinforces the very Corbottic (as I call it), political rape and personal-responsibilty-ducking that Jackson has previously, rightly, castigated.

 

 

Yes WE can!

If I recall correctly, Mr Obama’s signature campaining slogan was Yes We Can.

It was not “Yes I can”, as Jackson’s analysis suggests.

As Commander-In-Chief, America’s first Black president certainly has to bear final responsibility for much that has gone wrong under his tenure in office.

But it is neither logical nor constructive for Jackson to assign Obama full or sole responsibility for the shortfalls of his leadership.

That is the kind of rationally and morally anaemic, suspiciously selective reasoning I would expect from the militancy maximising, sensationalist Farrakhan, his legalism-blinded, Barbadian-history blurring lieutenant professor Sir Hilary Beckles and his British partisan political ‘playmate’ Nigel Farage of UKIP (the United Kingdom Independence Party).

Like the machismo fond Farrakhage, as I now dub the Farrakhan-Farage controversy courting, gender, race and religion racketeering couplet, Jackson seems to have taken a page out of the book of Nazi propagandist Joseph Goebbels, notorious for his indifference to the violence that his hate-filled rhetoric characteristically incited.

And the bigoted beast Farrage’s physical, wide-mouthed resemblance to Goebbels is not lost on me, incidentally (see Farage-Goebbels photo collage below).

Nor are both men’s pre-political career links to the financial industry, possibly predicting their nefarious number games machinations.

Like the pre-presidential, carnivourously campaigning, ‘bigly banking’ Trump, Goebbels is known for his amoral,  megalomaniac publicity seeking, typically risking or openly courting violence to secure the widest possible media reporting of his hate-filled, populace poisoning pedagogy.

As Wikipedia, citing the book “Dr Goebbels: His Life and Death”, by Roger Manvell and Fraenkel Heinrich notes, as a youthful campaigner, hand-picked by Adolf Hitler, Goebbels  focused mainnly on the political capital of publicity, not caring whether the publicity was positive or negative.

Accordingly, Goebbels deliberately provoked beer-hall battles and street brawls, including violent attacks on the the Nazi Party’s communist rivals, say his biographers.

 

Is Nigel Farage 'channeling' the spirit of the 'gobby' Joseph Goebbels?
Is Nigel Farage ‘channeling’ the spirit of the ‘gobby’ Joseph Goebbels?

 

Similarly, Jackson appears to be setting aside the nuances of real life political leadership, with which he doubtless has some acquaintance, through his links to America’s political establishment.
His admission that even as a Republican he voted for Obama in 2008 is itself evidence of his familiarity with those nuances.
Yet he would now put the blame for “an uptick in murders” in US cities at the feet of the man who inspired Americans to cultivate the audacity of hope.
“Meanwhile the 30 US cities with the highest murder rate strongly correlate with those with near-to-majority black populations, run by liberal Democratic mayors in Obama’s mould,” Jackson writes.
His Telegraph article continues “This is in the context of an uptick in murders last year, the biggest single-year percentage jump since 1971, concentrated in just ten big cities. Obama’s liberal policies have only exacerbated the problems these areas face.”
But strategically published the day Americans voted in last Wednesday’s portentious poll, this selective context building was clearly done for the sole purpose of demolishing any goodwill that Obama, and by extension, his prospective presidential successor Hillary Clinton may have built up.
It is in the service of such character assassination and political stigmatization that Jackson continues: “In his home town of Chicago, the most racially segregated city in America, the number of shootings until the end of September this year was already 10 per cent higher than for the whole of 2015, following a 13 per cent increase in shooting incidents and a 12.5 per cent increase in the number of murders in 2015 on the previous year.”
By what rational process has Jackson come to the conclusion that president Obama is to be blamed for the increased crime he identifies?
Might not the incindiary rhetoric of the volatile Minister Farrakhan, for whom Chicago is a spiritual, political and economic stronghold, be at least as significant a contributor to violence in that troubled city?
Might not the hatred harbouring historical analysis of Farrakhan ally Beckles be having the same violence inciting effect on Chicago residents as it clearly had on Farrakhan when, following a speech by the hatred and hope confusing Barbadian, he called for violent action in pursuit of reparations for trans-Atlantic slavery.
As I have previously reported, inspired by the Goebbels-recalling, thinly disguised, racist scholarship of the perversely proud Barbadian professor Beckles, with whom he shared a Chicago State University platform in 2014, Farrakhan virtually called for the use of violence against Obama and other Blacks he labelled ‘Uncle Toms’, and who, according to the militant Muslim leader, are betraying his and Beckles’ beloved reparations ambitions.
What about the megalomaniac mouthings of Reverend Jeremiah Wright and other religious, political, economic and related “principalities and powers” that preside over Chicago?
What about the socio-political and economic inputs of Chicago’s Judeo-Christian power brokers, in the mould of the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association?
I have it on good sources that it is the machinations of such “spiritual wickedness in high places” that conspired to derail an educational business initiative that I was developing in conjunction with the University of Illinois.
The University of Illinois Press has published a multi-page extract of my book The Bible: Beauty and Terror Reconciled, in its Encyclopedia of Caribbean Religions.
But efforts to build a broader long-term relationship with that venerable institution appear to have been sabotaged by my academic opponents.
I believe the same US, Britain and Barbados-based opposers are behind the impasse that has developed between Jackson and I.
But I remain confident of the triumph of good over evil.
I remain persuaded that notwithstanding Jackson’s, the Telegraph’s or anyone else’s erring, with Obama-like caring and sharing of each other’s burdens, we shall all overcome.
And I have invited another Jackson, Reverend Jesse Jackson, to stand with me in my dispute with the University of Illinois, consistent with his efforts to encourage that institution to deal equitably and honourably with Black-owned businesses.
And the example of president elect Trump, abandoning his former divisive, demagogic campaigning personality and embracing the unifying, Commander-In-Chief role also reinforces my sense of hope.
While president-elect Trump’s links to the Black community are limited, as Jackson points out, they are by no means insignificant.
What Trump has lacked is respect for Black people, just as he lacks respect for women, the disabled, Latinos and other minorities.
What Trump has lacked, fundamentally, is the kind of self-respect and conscientious regard for others that his presidential predecessor Mr Obama, rather than his would-be political advisor Jackson, seems eminently qualified to teach him.
It is the admittedly flawed Obama, a clearly committed disciple of the teachings of Joshua of Nazareth and a saintly soldier, tested by political battle, after battle, rather than the mouthy, “prattle without practice” (Othello) spouting Jackson that Trump would do best to lend an ear.
It is in and through Obama that the delicate balance of a responsive, sensitive conscience and spirituality with manly uprightness and courage extolled by the World War I soldier-poet Lieutenant William Noel Hodgson are manifested.
Poet-Soldier William Hodgson: distinguished at the Battle of Loos, killed at the Battle of Somme.
Poet-Soldier William Hodgson: distinguished at the Battle of Loos, killed at the Battle of Somme.
In his famous poem “Before Action”, written shortly before he paid the ultimate price for his patriotism during the Battle of the Somme, Hodgson wrote: “By beauty lavishly outpoured/And blessings carelessly received/By all the days that I have lived/Lord make me a soldier.”

At just 23, Hodgson apparently had a greater appreciation than Welsh MP Johnny Mercer of the “total war” between good and evil and light and darkness that rages every day in human affairs, not just on military battlefields.

Details of my critique of the rogue-soldier encouragement and consequent British civilian endangerment that Mercer risks by denouncing the Iraq Historical Abuse Inquiry Team (IHAT) as a “witchhunt” are avaliable in the preceding article in this series.

I expect that Jackson is a fan of the late Reverend Martin Luther King Jr.
I leave with him and his friends at the Telegraph, presumably including my “old friend” reporter Tom Calver, some words of King that I believe informed Obama’s vison and will define his legacy no less than the dreams he inherited from his father.
Recognizing the reality of human interdependence (soldier-civilian, male-female, Black-White, Christian-Muslim, theist-atheist and so on) that makes any faultfinding or blame shifting pointless, King said,
“In a real sense all life is inter-related. All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be, and you can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be… This is the inter-related structure of reality.”
To be continued…