Listen to the Royal Drums of Slavery in Deadly, Resplendent Gold and White

A report by Michelle Loubon in the Trinidad Express solemnly identifies Rosemarie Jardine, resident of St Ann’s, Trinidad and Tobago – some eight hours away – “tearing herself away from the magnificent farewell for Queen Elizabeth II, attempted to sign the condolence book at the British High Commission, St Clair, yesterday”.

“She was however disappointed as members of the public weren’t allowed to sign the book yesterday. She intends to return today”. On the screen watched by  a reportedly four billion persons all over the world, Lonely Londoners (gratefully borrowed from the title of Trinidad author Sam Selvon’s book) could be seen lining up for miles to catch a glimpse of the coffin of the monarch whom they had steadfastly called on God to save for 74 years.

As Great Britain  squats under a large grey cloud of stunned silence at this overwhelming loss, many a black man now finds himself caught in jaw-dropping wonder at the frightening extent to which the very white man – who he thought was his superior – had been perhaps a bigger slave than him.

Would we have developed a different perspective, even as we were being hauled like animals across the Middle passage in chains, if we knew that Elizabeth and her gang of bandits were also sponsors of the domination, brainwashing and rape of these same loyal Britons now wringing their hands a safe distance away from their same beloved  Buckingham Palace which most of them cannot ordinarily get past the first security check point?

In this connection, A Report by a group of researchers titled 

Exercise Capacity and Mortality in Black and White Men Originally published 22 Jan 2008

(https://doi.org/10.1161/CIRCULATIONAHA.107.734764) 

lends credence to the notion that the white man’s drive to keep the black man in a vice was largely driven by his own fear of  the black man eventually  overpowering him – and his margah white woman –  even while his rich, black blood was being sucked from the marrow of his powerful bones.

Here’s what the report says, in part:

“Exercise capacity is a strong predictor of all-cause mortality in blacks and whites. The relationship was inverse and graded, with a similar impact on mortality outcomes for both blacks and whites”.

“Evidence from long-term and widely cited epidemiological studies supports the concept that the fitness status of an individual is inversely and strongly related to cardiovascular and overall mortality in apparently healthy individuals and in patients with documented cardiovascular disease (CVD). 

“This relationship remains robust even after adjustments of potential confounding factors.1–In addition, these health benefits are realized at relatively low fitness levels and increase with higher physical activity patterns or fitness status in a dose-response fashion”. 

According to records in the British museum, slaves were boiled in sugar vats, as punishment in the Caribbean (West Indies).

“The process of planting and processing sugarcane was very tedious. Many enslaved Africans died of disease, malnutrition, exhaustion or were killed by slavers who wanted to teach others a lesson.

In this particular instance, an enslaved African was unwell and could not work on the plantation. The plantation overseer would not have any of that, because he wanted more output and profit for his masters, so he decided to throw the young African into a boiling vat of sugar and pinned him down with a stick so that the sick young man could drown a bit”.

The overseer’s words were: “B-t your black Eyes! what you can’t work because you’re not well? – but I’ll give you a warm bath, to cure your Ague, & a Curry-combing afterward to put Spunk into you.”

After boiling him on the sugar juice, the overseer brought him out and whipped him so much that it took the young enslaved African another six months to recover from the wounds and scalding on his skin.

In this connection, the Director of Regional & Pan African Affairs at the Trinidad and Tobago Emancipation Support Committee, Khafra Kambon had this to say on the passing of Elizabeth during an interview with Dionne Baptiste in Loop News, September 10, 2022

 Kambon said:

“I think it’s unfortunate that so long after Independence the efforts to break that psychological relationship, as though we are still somehow subjects, I think it’s unfortunate that we never completed that process. That’s where my concern is. You relate to any country where your interests are served, but the psychological relationship has to be very different and the practical relationship-the terms of the relationship, has to be very different from when we were colonies. I don’t think we’ve crossed all the hurdles we need to cross yet…”

Taking aim at the education system, Kambon said it isn’t one that is educating and empowering us to overcome the psychological hangovers of colonialism.

We’re talking about people who enslaved people, people who were responsible for indentureship and so on… those people are still memorialised in our environment. As you know, the government has recently set up a committee to look at these questions of monuments. 

“To me, that’s just a lack of courage because there are some monuments that there is no dispute, except in our stupid history books”, Kambon added.

So what’s the point? 

This is a question you may justifiably ask, if – after the raising of glasses and the punching on fists in the air for Black Power, Emancipation, Independence and Republicanism – we still do not appreciate how superior were truly are in contrast with the yoked white man who we allowed to con us into state of false security.

What is it that keeps us running up from behind with our begging bowls in a manner which encouraged Black Stalin to lament:

Black man have to keep on Jammin

For Black Man to get a little something

And when you hear  he get he little something

With a dragon eye he keep watchin

Because Ah done tell yuh already

Black man don’t get nothing easy

Against this confusing and sorry background therefore. It may be no surprise therefore if next Carnival, like the true imitators that some of us can be, we see one of the main contenders for Band of the Year being led by a woman with a big Union Jack pelting waist in front the national  steel band and singing:

God save our Gracious King

Long Live our Noble King

God save our King

For some of us, it seems

The more things change, The more they remain the same

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