Tuesday, 23 February 2016

Fight or flight: When the underdogs strike back

"As the oppressed we are not instigators or initiators of violent or forceful means. We are really just underdogs striking back: may we therefore so be painted."


The rhetoric of some following the narrative of protests around the country, whether organized, sporadic or spontaneous, usually has a tone of “we really support your cry but ag, this violence is really not helping”. While it is expected and understandable for supporters, bystanders and those who are not directly involved to encourage and promote a “non-violence” approach, there should be a consistency in understanding the climate of what could be deemed as a “crisis”. The language policy and institutional culture at the University of Pretoria (now to be referred to as the Panoptic) is not reflective of a transformed post-apartheid society . The recent events have not mushroomed out of thin air. It is not a coincidence that students of the Panoptic are split into two. The reality is that the seeds of discord have long been sown perpetuated in our daily interactions even symbolized by the names of the venues we attend classes in, up to the coding of the modules we are enrolled in. The Panoptic is therefore systematically organized to ensure oppressive order as a norm. This systematic oppression is so orderly that the black English speaking child is expected to actually identify with this Panoptic proudly even unto upholding its name and image honourably outside of its boundaries. The system harbours the residue of apartheid subtly. The Panoptic aims to be a home to all yet it linguistically and culturally esteems one language and culture over the other. It fails to recognize the importance of integration and transforming its complexion to truly best represent the country it is located in. The exacerbating factor in this regard is how the apathy against proactive initiatives towards change is consistent with a disregard for black lives and a recognition that they don’t really matter that much. The Panoptic’s stance is consistent with the perspective of a supremacist. That is that whatever is inconsistent with the oppressive norms of its history is to be regarded as unimportant or at least not worthy of it being inconvenienced. It therefore puts students of black descent on the backfoot as in endeavouring to engage the Panoptic, there is a concurrent struggle of being recognized by the Panoptic as humans deserving equal standing. The Panoptic views the protestors as subhuman, hooligans, thugs, monkeys and even dogs. The Panoptic will therefore employ its instruments of power to ensure that that is the narrative which ought to perpetuate to delay and hinder civil discussion.


As “hooligans” we agree that violence should be avoided- but honestly, this is not at all costs. Violence becomes a necessary response given a hostile climate coupled with physical provocation. There seems to be a general disregard for the humanity of protesters as human who also get angry. We are “hooligans” angered by systematic, historic and cultural oppression. Anger is such a powerful tool for liberating black people that it is justifiable when it turns into violence against a system which has not seen, heard or felt us. When the oppressed and disadvantaged are constantly undermined and having exhausted all meaningful ways of addressing an issue at hand, the resolution to use violence is justifiable. This is based on the proportionality of the grievance. It is a constant struggle of aligning oneself and incorporating oneself within a system which seeks to exclude one’s existence; a system which refuses to acknowledge the black child or her pain. Protests against the language policy are also a blow against white supremacy. To have a “roll over in the name of avoiding violence” approach is good, but not when it translates into succumbing to the superiority complex the Panoptic has- what then is the meaning of “protest”? As “hooligans” we will to do away with white supremacy, privilege and anti-blackness in its manifestations at the institution. This takes primacy and as “thugs” all means necessary will be employed, including but not limited to violence. Violence is not the primary of the means but when it is expedient it becomes the order of the moment. This is dependent on a number of factors. However, simply put, when confronted with violence, and when there is an obstacle to an objective it usually becomes the only alternative. It may be argued that it does not solve much but may it also be  acknowledged that it does make one listen. It is a bargaining point and our catharsis. Through it there is expression of deep rooted pain against long standing injustices. Whenever violence is used it has been seen that those who are without a voice have found a way to provoke reaction from the establishment. The violence is symbolic of the violence faced daily as its repercussions are as costly in the daily life of a black child (if not more). To fight or take flight is always the option faced by those standing up to the system. To fight or take flight will remain her prerogative. It is really a no brainer when the Panoptic does not recognize “peace” as a legitimate method of solution.


"“Nobody in the world, nobody in history, has ever gotten their freedom by appealing to the moral sense of the people who were oppressing them.” 














The violence which erupts in the Panoptic nowadays is actually a reaction from the “thugs” “hooligans” “monkeys” and “dogs” who have experienced dehumanizing and racial slurs from those whose privilege the Panoptic is protecting.  This privilege is not going to be let go solely through peaceful talks as the Panoptic has made it clear that it is an ineffective strategy towards change. It is within this context we therefore have to view whatever is depicted as “hooliganism” or “barbarianism”. The black child is firstly dehumanized and then after she is treated like a dog. The black child is oppressed by the white capitalist establishment and she then becomes an underdog. Those who are protesting against the Panoptic’s chains are underdogs, underdogs who are very capable of striking back. This is the perpetual reality behind the forceful demonstrations.  As the oppressed we are not instigators or initiators of violent or forceful means. We are really just underdogs striking back: may we therefore so be painted.




Friday, 12 February 2016

Karma will visit me

I have found myself a keeper, one I am ready to part ways with. This is not of her wrong doing, or mine. On the contrary, the most valuable of possessions are always insured. She has prepared herself too for what we are told is the inevitable. We are reminded that there is no other outcome that could come of this. We are prepared. The both of us are. We both await a broken heart. We both will find ourselves keepers of a broken heart.

Karma will visit me. I will be judged for my trespasses against others who felt what I am feeling now. I may have wrecked homes unknowingly. She has entered my life as a doorway for judgment. I will not blame her for her wrongdoing. I will be hurt because I too have hurt others.
I am trapped in clichés, corny phrases and caring gestures. I am the most vulnerable in the heart of something I have always found myself reasoning against. She will forgive herself for feeling the same towards me. I have felt the warmth of a loving hug. I have fallen for a rebel like me.

Our liberty has turned against us. We are hostages of our own words. Our friends now judge us. We who spoke against the only place we find ourselves not wanting to leave. We are going downhill…quickly.

I have found myself someone who is glad that I am born. She is a champion who smiles with sincerity. She is at the threshold of youthful euphoria. She follows the dictates of her heart. They don’t always make sense to her…she is human.

Karma has a delivery. She has a reputation for serving revenge a cold dish. I will find myself a recipient of a different one though. I have found an exceptional person. Amidst the odds the aim is to be an exception.





This therefore becomes my call. A call to arms. To live, to laugh and to stick together. I would that we give it our all. If we are to rebel like this against ourselves…lets give it our all.

The struggle continues