Damn, here we go again.
everybody sayin’ what’s not for him
everything I’m not, made me everything I am
damn, here we go again.
people talk shit, but when shit hits the fan
everything I’m not, made me everything I am
—Kanye West, Everything I Am
It never fails that someone somewhere will come on my blog and leave a comment about what THEY think I should be writing about. Obviously failing to note that they arrived on JasmyneCannick.com and not EverybodyAndTheyMomma.com.
Case in point, Uganda and a comment that instead of Tiger Woods, I should be focused on the persecution of gays in Uganda.
In case you aren’t up to speed on what’s going on in Uganda, Idi Amin is dead and has been since 2003. Forest Whitaker just looks a lot like him.
Today, Uganda is debating proposed legislation would impose the death penalty for some gay Ugandans, and their family and friends could face up to seven years in jail if they fail to report them to authorities. Even landlords could be imprisoned for renting to gays.
The good news, at least there’s a DEBATE about it. I mean truth be told, they could have just passed the legislation.
Do I care about what’s going on in the Motherland? Of course I do, especially because I am still debating on what country I plan to retire in. Note to self: cross Uganda off the list.
America is notorious for getting involved in other country’s issues, and when it comes to Africa—oh don’t get me started. It’s the reason that I am here today and the majority of the countries in Africa continue to be underdeveloped.
Furthermore, when it comes to issues relating to gay people, WE don’t need to say anything about what goes on in Africa when we can’t even get our own country to accept gay people. What makes our homophobia and bigotry so different from Uganda’s—the fact that we don’t execute gays on the spot?
That’s not to say that we can’t care, but there’s a big difference between caring and continuing to impose our belief system (which ain’t that great to begin with) on other countries.
I know it’s hard to believe for some, but American or shall I say, Western values aren’t celebrated by the entire world. And just because we think something is wrong doesn’t give us the right to go butting into how other countries choose to govern. Had we learned that lesson a long time ago, perhaps I wouldn’t be subjected to a strip search every time I travel through LAX.
I also take issue with American’s trying to influence Africa when America doesn’t even come close to providing the aide and resources needed to the same African countries that we, along with Europe, single handedly underdeveloped. It sends a very mixed message. Starve and die of malaria and AIDS, but let the gays live—until they too starve or die from malaria or AIDS. I don’t think so. And while we’re on the subject of the mistreatment of Blacks, for America to make Uganda the focus of their efforts when the Blacks in America are still fighting for justice…you know where I’m going with this. Say it with me—REPARATIONS.
If American’s want to help save gay Ugandans, they can start by making it that much easier for them to come to America. That’s right. Let the gay Ugandans come to America. I mean they’re still not going to have equal rights and have the burden of being Black in America, but on the brighter side of things—at least we don’t kill our gay people for being gay as a matter of law. And while we’re opening the doors for gays to flee the Motherland to come to America, we must include Nigerians, who are punished by imprisonment or death, Kenyans, and Burundians. I mean, that is if we really want to help gay Africans.
Don’t get it twisted. Every country in Africa is not South Africa and we know why South Africa is more lax when it comes to gays and it ain’t got nothing to do with the Black South Africans living there.
And for the record, because I know this is coming, I am completely sympathetic to the gays in Uganda. I am as sympathetic for them as I am for all of the people of Uganda and in Africa period. We have so much more in common than we know aside from our skin color and being from Africa.
But I don’t believe that American’s have the right to try and influence Ugandan law. Again—if we REALLY want to help the plight of gay Ugandan’s, we should and could just open up our doors and allow them to come here. And even though that’s a much easier solution to this situation, and one that doesn’t continue in our tradition of meddling in the affairs of other countries, it’s one that we are less likely to do since America is still trippin’ over its “borders” and alleged “illegals.” We’re so busy trying to get rid of the people who are already here we can’t even fathom inviting more people to come—let alone Africans of all people.
We’re a trip. We want to get all up in arms over the persecution of gays in Uganda but look the other way when we’re asked to donate to charities that provide food for children and families in Africa who are starving largely due to America’s role in their economy. Hell—for that matter, we look the other way when asked to help starving children and families in AMERICA.
See sometimes it’s just better to just leave well enough alone when it comes to me because I am not going to take the opinion that others THINK I should have. I am not one of those gay African-Americans. I am and will always be Black first and with that comes the brutal honesty of looking at a situation for what it really is, something that is very hard for a lot of people to do. So hard that they just give up when it comes to me and label me as racist, even though I am Black, and homophobic, even though I am lesbian. Go figure. Everything I’m not, made me everything I am. Now run and go tell that.