Showing posts with label Nelson Mandela. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nelson Mandela. Show all posts

4.27.2020

HAPPY FREEDOM DAY SOUTH AFRICA!!

By Gloria Dulan-Wilson

Hello All:

Well, now for some good news:  Today, April 27, 2020, marks the 26th Anniversary of SOUTH AFRICAN FREEDOM DAY.  Normally we celebrate it will elaborately, with our South African Brothers and Sisters, many of whom are members of the ANC.  However, this year, in the new abnormal of social distancing, we have had to forego that pleasure.  



Many of us remember, however, the day Nelson Mandela was released from Robben Island, after having been held prisoner for 27 years under the heinous tenets of apartheid - and an egregiously oppressive, racist system that kept millions of BLACK South Africans under the heels of white interlopers.  Originally called Boers, or Trekkers, from the Dutch who invaded in the 1600s, and eventually becoming under the rulership of the Brits - who weren't much better - our brothers and sister suffered from the same horrendous oppression as African Americans.  

African Freedom Day marks the first Free Elections where Black South Africans were able to vote for the first time in the history of South Africa - electing Nelson Mandela as their first Black president.   I love Mandela's spirit and wisdom - he was a Cancerian, and so his nurturing and forgiving spirit probably spared South Africa years of civil conflict.  They were able to have a "peaceful" transition of power.  Had it been an Aries, such as myself, I would have probably started out with opening a can of whip-ass and retribution for all the years of oppression, murder, privation, rape and degradation they had visited on my people - and then I would have been able to calmly sit down and do a reconciliation program.  They are lucky and blessed to have had this wonderful, valiant, strong, resilient, powerful, articulate Fine Black Man.  He, in turn, was lucky and blessed to have had Winnie Mandela to continue his work while he was held behind bars as an unlawful detainee - a rule they had in South Africa where they could hold you as long as they wanted, for no particular reason, and you had no right of appeal.  

 
NELSON ROLIHLAHLA MANDELA


African Americans, once we finally knew the history of Nelson Mandela, and the injustices he suffered for the liberation of his people - largely conveyed via wonderful people like Miriam Makeba, Hugh Masakela - and the play Sarafina - among other things - we were instrumental in shutting down all trade and interaction with South Africa and any company investing in, or doing business with South Africa - from the late 1980s until the beginning of the 1990a.  

It was so intense that Black entertainers who defied us found themselves without an audience, their businesses shut down (ask Millie Jackson - who defied us to get the money she was offered - she found herself totally shut down and never made a return).  When we said "We Ain't Going to Sing In Sun City" we meant it!  More importantly, we went after the corporations and made their lives living hell.   We refused to purchase their products, watch shows they sponsored, picketed their board meetings.  We were relentless.  While the ANC was boots on the ground in South Africa, African Americans were in the US, number one trading partner to South Africa, boycotting cars, food, clothes and anything else that they had anything to do with.

Now, it's 26 years later and, while there's much to celebrate, there's also still much to do to really make South Africa's dream come true.   There still large numbers of businesses that are in the hands on the colonial monsters there, that were never transferred over to Black South Africans.  And those that were, they were not able to manage or maintain hem because of lack of education and training - so they eventually ended up losing or destroy it as a result.   The redistribution of wealth has not been fully realized.  

Our victory was realized when Mandela was elected president, and when he came to the US - to NYC - who was honored by a parade and reception organized by then mayor David N. Dinkins.  The entire city rolled out for him.  And for the first time Black people were allowed in the South African Embassy in the front door, to do other than menial jobs.   We learned all the stanzas to Nkosi Sikelele Africa, and shouted AMANDLA throughout the time we visited them.  

The day of liberation always sticks out in my mind because of an incidence that could have developed into  international conflict.   The South African Embassy had some beautiful Xhosa sisters from South Africa who were there making beaded bracelets, and some bony white south african females (putting it mildly) who were standing over them as if they were in charge - actually trying to stand between them and African Americans.  The bracelets were wonderful - one was made for me as I watched - it was a beautiful serpentine silvergrey and black beads - as she made it, I remembered thinking how beautiful it was to have such a wonderful skill (I could never make anything so wonderful). 

Hand made South African Bracelet


I asked her how much did I owe her, and extended a Twenty Dollar Bill toward her.  She looked at me and said nothing.  Indicating that it was a gift.  And  the white female stepped in and reached for the money,  saying "She doesn't know; she's indigent."  I looked at her and said, "Indigent?  Who made  her indigent," I could feel my temper rising, as I was getting ready to smack the taste out of her mouth at the audacity of an oppressor coming between me and this South African Sister.  Then I asked her, "Did you make this bracelet?  Do you know how to make the bracelet?!!?" I guess I was basically escalating, because my friend, Maxine McCrey Montano, had to step in between us before I did bodily harm.  The white female had turned beet red.  I took the $20 and pressed it into the sister's hand, and told the white femaie if I heard anything about her taking the money from her, I would personally come back and open a can of African American whipass all over her.  She backed away from us, with Maxine still holding me back.  We still laugh about that to this day. 

I absolutely cherished that bracelet and wore it with everything every day until someone stole it in 2018 - during a visit.  Brothers and sisters from South Africa would always comment on how special the design was.

By the way,  this is why I said that I,  as an Aries, would never have made a good transition president for South Africa coming out of Apartheid.   Thank goodness they had Nelson Madiba Mandela.
   

GOD BLESS THE MEMORY AND LEGACY OF NELSON MANDELA:  AMANDLA!!

In honor of South African Freedom Day, I am sharing a letter from South African Brother/Friend Dr. Godfrey Sithole, of the ANC and the Mayor's Commission on African and Caribbean Immigrant Affairs or Philadelphia, PA.  We will be celebrating for the rest of the month - Much Love and Congratulations to our Brothers and Sisters in South Africa on the 
26th Anniversary of SOUTH AFRICAN FREEDOM DAY!!



HAPPY FREEDOM DAY SOUTH AFRICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
By Dr. Godfrey Sithole, ANC/SA

It is now 26 years since we got our freedom. It did not come easy. Many lives were lost during the
period of Apartheid which was a crime against humanity. Today's Freedom Day comes at a time when
there is a lock down in our country. For the first time in our history people are celebrating in their homes.
There are no public celebrations because of coronavirus 19  which is devastating the entire world.

As we celebrate this day, we woke up with good news in South Africa. A plane landed at Waterkloof
Airport with Cuban doctors who have come to help fighting this evil disease which knows no  color, race,
rich, poor, gender, age or boundaries. Indeed, it is menace to humanity. Many countries have lost their loved ones, young and old. There was no anticipation for this.Our lives have been ruined beyond repair. We cannot forget the Cubans who fought the Aparthied forces at the battle of  Cuito Cuanavale where the racist forces were defeated in 1988. Who can forget that.

We celebrate this year knowing quite well that the struggle is not over. What we know today is that the economic battle is being fought on all fronts. This disease is delaying that fight at a very high cost. Many of our citizens are in deep poverty not knowing when it will end. But, be assured that the present Government of the African National Congress (ANC) will fight this battle to the bitter end as it fought the Apartheid system. 
On this date we honor all those fought with us, some whom died in the process. We thank those who sacrificed their own lives. Please continue to bond with us as we march on. We cannot forget the father of the Nation, Nelson Mandela, and many others who fought with him - THE HIGH COMMAND OF THE AFRICAN NATIONAL CONGRESS.

The African National Congress has been in power since the dawn of our freedom. There is no party coming close to remove the ANC. It is working very hard to improve the lives of our people. There are still obstacles in the path of working for our people. We know that in 1994 when our people voted for the ANC they did not have houses, water, electricity and many other things that we take for granted. Today, they have some of these things, even though it is not enough. Some of the things cannot happen over night. But the  ANC is there for our people even during this period. 
So friends, know that the ANC is for a better South Africa, no matter what. Viva ANC!!!!!!!!!!

Godfrey
NOW THAT YOU KNOW
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?
Stay Blessed &
ECLECTICALLY BLACK 
Gloria Dulan-Wilson
 



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4.02.2018

Our Winnie Mandela Has Made Her Transition to the Realm of Ancestor Angels


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By Gloria Dulan-Wilson

Hello All:


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It is with great sadness that learn of the passing of the wonderful and heroic daughter of the South African revolution Sister WINNIE MANDELA - may her spirt and example always be with us. 
A heroine and leader in her own right she sacrificed and stood for the people of South Africa throughout her husband, Nelson Mandela's 27 year imprisonment on Robben Island, carrying the fight for freedom and the leadership of the ANC. What a wonderful spirit!! - what a wonderful woman!!. 
I had the privilege, pleasure and the blessing of meeting her on two occasions - thanks to the good offices of Susan Taylor who brought her to the US for the Essence Awards in the 80s. She was so sweet and gracious and soft spoken - but insightful and wise. You couldn't help but love her immediately. 

The second time was for the grand opening of the Audubon Ballroom in Harlem,  commemorating Brother Malcolm X - after her divorce from Nelson Mandela. She was still as sweet and good natured; but she warned African Americans about losing their place in  their own community, and urged them to take more acton to protect their community from incursions- a warning that appears to have fallen on deaf ears.  
There is a special place in my heart for her. She loved her people and served them in her own way. 
Long live the spirit of WINNIE MANDELA - Now a part of the Ancestor/Angels - Nelson, Hugh Masakela, Willie Kgostsile, Cobbs, Alfred Moleah, - they are all there together watching over us as we continue to birth a United Continent of Africa 

Today is now an official day of Mourning - at least it is for me 

My love and condolences to the brothers and sisters of South Africa in particular, Africans and African Americans in the Diaspora,  the Caribbean and world wide
Stay Blessed &
ECLECTICALLY BLACK
Gloria
STAY BLESSED

12.11.2013

Gil Scott-Heron, Nelson Mandela, South Africa and Johannesburg -

The passing of President Nelson Mandela has made me think of Gil Scott-Heron quite a bit lately.  He was a dear friend.  In calling out the pantheon of leaders who will be there to great Mandela, I'm sure Gil will be one of them.  He wrote the landmark song, Johannesburg in 1975, when people were not even focusing on the horrors that were taking place over there.  I daresay most African Americans either know the song, or know the music.  So in honor of Gil and President Mandela, I'm reprising the article:


June 2, 2011

Gil Scott-Heron: Some Last Lasting Thoughts


By Gloria Dulan-Wilson

Gil Scott-Heron - poet, musician, activist, and now, ANCESTOR - is primarily known for his work in the late 1960s, 70s and 1980s as a "spoken word" performer. In some circles, he is known as a Griot. And while there are those who want to type cast him as a prelude to “hip hop“, I beg to differ strenuously, since the Gil primarily spoke positively about Blackness as a quality, did not disparage Black women, or families.

Gil, who I am proud to say was my classmate at Lincoln University (and was smart enough to leave and pursue a calling from his soul), combined poetry with rhythm and blues, jazz, and funk and raised critical political and social issues.  He has received much recognition and acclaim for one of his most well-known compositions "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised,"  as well as for “Winter In America,” “Whitie’s on The Moon”, “In The Bottle,”  "Johannesburg," among a great many others.

His contemporary body of work is even more compelling as he bears witness to the fact that history has proven the truth of his words. The Griot in him comes out as anecdote after anecdote about the inspirations behind his pieces are shared with the audience. He reveals his unique humor and insight into the powerful dynamics spirit has on life as we know it.

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L-R:  Gil Scott-Heron, Gloria Dulan-Wilson with her adult
 children Kira and spoken word artist (son) Rais 
(The One Sun Lion Ra) - at DC Concert (2010)

All bones and angles, Gil  who stood about 6’1”, got the “Rabble” name of “Spyderman” at Lincoln University, because of his gangly appearance.  The affectionate title has stuck throughout the years with those of us who knew and loved him from Black in the day til now.  His bold move to step out and follow his dream inspired many of us to take chances we probably would never have taken, in an era when we had been taught the only way to succeed was to get a good education and a good job.  To our minds Gil defied both and won.

He was our hero, our voice - and later the voice for so many.  He was however a hero with flaws - with his own challenges - in need of a hero of his own.  Something I’m afraid he never really found, ironically, during all his travels, writing, soliloquies.  He did/does however, have legions of admirers, who, like myself, love him as a brother/friend; respect him for never giving up, despite the insurmountable odds he apparently faced; and for always having the wisdom and presence of mind to use each and every little facet of life as an eloquent teachable moment via verse and song.

It has been my privilege and pleasure to have written a word or two about my brother/friend Gil Scott-Heron over the past thirty or more years.  The impact he has had on the Black community and the world at large vis a vis his music and lyrical activism has been nothing short of phenomenal.

In practically every article I write, I point up the fact that  when were students at Lincoln University, in Pennsylvania, I and  several other classmates, after having heard him sing during a talent competition, early on told Gil he could not sing, and that he would fall flat on his face if he pursued such a career.  Thank goodness he didn’t listen to us, and went the great Griot/troubador he was/is.

When you listen to Gil Scott Heron’s lyrics, you find yourself nodding, or sighing, in agreement.  Things that make you go “hmmm”…!  Gil has always had the prescience that has caused this phenomena -- this universal understanding that overarches generations, ethnicities, social and economic strata.  That explains why he is so loved and appreciated by so many artists -- from jazz, to rock, to r&b to hip-hop to rap.

It’s rather difficult to pinpoint his voice -- is he a bass, or is he a tenor?  His voice has a way of getting inside your mind.  It’s tailor made for the genre of music and the thought provoking lyrics that go with it.  I’ve known Gil for more than half my life -- -okay, two-thirds of my life.   Even though we don’t see each other more than once or twice a year, I consider him a brother and a friend.

In a one-on-one interview with Gil that took place at his East Harlem Studio in Mid-September, 2010, during Harlem Week, shortly after a show he did at the Blue Note and a guest appearance in DC at Rock Creek Park’s Carter Barron Amphitheatre, we talked about when he was going to do his official autobiography.  Something I felt was long overdue.  He told me that he often called himself his mother‘s biggest April Fool joke, having been born on April 1. 

GSH:  A lot of times when I‘m performing, I can see her watching me, telling me to sit up straight.”  (Then he would bend over the key board in an even more pronounced manner.  Gil was always bucking authority.)  Although, I did do one thing she told  me to do, and that was to go back to college and complete my education - so I may have dropped out of Lincoln U, but I do have a degree, thanks to her.”

He plays one of his song’s “I’m Going Home, Been out on the Road for Much Too Long,” and explains that the Lyrics were actually fashioned after an incident that actually occurred while he was on tour.

Gil had become more and more become anecdotal in his performances, taking additional time to give the history and story behind each song; or drop other relevant information on his audience, much to their delight.  He was a great storyteller.  His wry humor has a way of catching you unawares.

The following is an excerpt from our last one on one interview:
{NOTE: GSH - Gil Scott Heron; GDW - Gloria Dulan-Wilson}

GSH:  “I’m working on a new album. Several things we did never came out on CD.  So we are doing some compilations, re-issues and stuff  off of my label, the work that we are doing for Xcel is going to continue probably next week down town with Electric Lady (Jimi Hendrix) studios, that’s what we’ve been working on for 2010.”  He named his label for his son and daughter “Ramal-Gia Records”

GDW: “Are you like a few other creative people we know very well, who write a lot of creative stuff, and it ends up on the shelf for 900 years until you get around to dealing with it again?”

GSH:  (He laughed) No, this came out in 1980.  Most of the things came out then, they came out like that, either they came out on vinyl or on stage.   We just like to reach back every once in a while to renew the message.

GDW:  That’s great!  So In addition to that, I need to play a little catch up with you.  Because the last time I did an interview with you was about ten years ago!  I’m saying 200 years because it feels like it.

GSH:  Yeah! I hear you.  Yeah we do times ten on that.

GDW:  And that was at SOB’s.  We talked after the show that night for about an hour.

GSH:  We still play SOBs. We did the Blue Note, we do BB Kings in November, and some other places around town.  Like we VanGuard with Mos’ Def.  Like you  can play New York like about 15 times and not see the same people twice, because different people play in different places.  You get different crowds at different joints.  Like the Knitting Factory is a different crowd from SOBs; which is a different crowd from Blue Note which is a different crowd from BBKing’s.  I’ve never been there before.  I’ve been in there, but never played there before.  So if you go downtown, you know, we are known, we’ve been heard of, much more than heard among all those people.  We like to make it real for them, and they make it real for us.  To make it real for them we go to the different places, you know where ever they are.

GDW:  There was standing room only crowd at the Blue Note.

GSH:  Yeah you know we had two of them.

GDW:  Yeah, I believe it, because I came to the ten o’clock and I stood for the entire show.

GSH:  Yeah it was nice to see a lot of folks I hadn’t seen for a long time.  They had been there, and I had been down the street.  We had played here and there.  That’s just the circle you know.  I hadn’t played there in a long time in the Blue Note.  The last time I played the Blue Note, Prince was there.

GDW:  That’s like 9 zillion years ago.

GSH:  So it just depends on where you are and how you run into folks.  That’s how it is in New York.  Some people think that their block is the only one.  So where ever they’ve been, there may be nothing happening if you haven’t been there.

GDW:  The fact that we were standing shoulder to shoulder, elbow to elbow that was a symbol of how much you’re loved in the community.

GSH:  You know that yeah and especially on a Sunday night, when people have to go to work the next day; and during Harlem Week (when there’s so much also going on uptown).

Subsequent to the above one-on-one interview,  Gil  performed with  young spoken word artist Talib Kweli, and Gary Bartz for the Tenth National Black Writers Conference at Medgar Evers College, CUNY. Collaborating with the politically and socially conscious hip hop artist Talib Kweli, who brings a sense of spirituality and moral balance to hip hop, is a natural alliance and collaboration for this electrifying team of artists activists. And when you bring in award-winning jazz saxophonist, Gary Bartz, this intergenerational collaboration signifies an historic moment in time. Gary Bartz sums up the stance of this intergenerational group of musician writers when he states, "After all music doesn't belong to any one person. It belongs to the people, to everybody." The music of Gil Scott-Heron, Talib Kweli and Gary Bartz embody these words, for these artists create music that belongs to the global village and that speaks to the soul, heart and spirit of people.

That was the last time I saw Gil perform live; though I have his cd programmed into my computer so I can listen to it while I’m writing; and I shot him a “Happy Birthday” email on April 1st, challenges of my own, and his tours primarily being out of state and out of the country, prevented me from seeing him again.

I know I speak for my classmates from Lincoln University, my own family who knew and loved Gil, that he will surely be loved, revered and remembered always.  He’s up there with our dear friend and documentarian, St. Clair Bourne - can you imagine the kind of magic those two are going to concoct?  AND OF COURSE, NOW WITH NELSON MANDELA - 

ENJOY!!
  1. Gil Scott-Heron - Johannesburg

    Johannesburg by Gil Scott-Heron No violation of copyright intended.
  2. Gil Scott-Heron -Johannesburg -Live 1976 Old Grey Whistle Test

    Gil Scott-Heron Live on Old Grey Whistle Test 1976.
  3. Gil-Scott Heron-Johannesburg (live,UK Freedom,1988)

    Gil-Scott-Heron,live London Artists Against Apartheid , 1988.
  4. Gil Scott-Heron - Johannesburg

    What's the word.


Stay Blessed &
ECLECTICALLY BLACK
Gloria Dulan-Wilson
STAY BLESSED

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12.08.2013

Celebrating Madiba: Honoring the Memory of President Nelson Mandela- Now President of the Ancestors


 By Gloria Dulan-Wilson

While the world is mourning the loss of President Nelson Mandela, I want to raise a voice in celebration for this wonderful, stalwart, genteel, dedicated, brave, courageous, cunning, and noble example of Black Manhood.  Amandla!!!  It's not enough to say "job well done."  We really do owe him a vote of thanks, because what he did took us to a whole other level of the contrast between Black and white.  

While others are talking about equality, Mandela exemplified superiority.  His values were superior to those of the mundane white racists of South Africa and the United States and Great Britain, who conspired to keep him incarcerated.  They truly found out, once and for all, that "iron bars do not a prison make," when they were dealing with the fine mind of Mandela.  His mind was and is free from the oppressive, hateful, heinous things they obviously tried to heap upon him during his 27 years of incarceration.  He came out clear minded, and just as set on purpose as the day they shut the bars.  

Making his transition at the age of 95, and not dying in prison, which I am sure was their mission, is another testimony to the strength, endurance and intrepid fortitude of Nelson Mandela.  How happy they would have been had he succumbed to the rigors of incarceration; had he made an attempt to break out, so they could dispatch with him.  But, no.  He managed to not only live, but continue to be a vital part of the ANC anti-Apartheid movement via his wife, Winnie Mandela - who kept things going and kept his memory alive, in spite of, and because of, the machinations of a racist regime gone mad with its own vapid whiteness.



He can truly be called the "President of the Ancestors," for having come through the fire, and walked out, head held high, smiling always, in the faces of those who would have cheerfully walked down his spine. 
This in no way takes away for all that has been contributed by all of our other heroes and heroines.  We have a pantheon of exemplary Black men and women, African, African American, African-Caribbean; 
Africa-South American; African-Central American - but realize that there is no such thing as a Black 
person who is not of BLACK AFRICAN HERITAGE.  So the honor goes across the board for this wonderful 
man - from all of us who know that our ancestry, cradle to grave starts in the Continent for which he so nobly fought, and of which South Africa is only a part.  MANDELA STOOD FOR ALL OF US. 


South African President Nelson Rohilala "Madiba" Mandela




















President Nelson "Madiba" Mandela has been a personal hero of mine since I was a student in Fredrick 
Douglass High School, in Oklahoma City, OK.  We had been studying the Apartheid racist pass laws 
instigated under Voervood (don't know if it's spelled right, and don't care), and the efforts to fight against 
it on the part of the South African people,  when he was first incarcerated by the racist apartheid regime.   
It paralleled our own civil rights struggle, with sit ins, being hosed by police, having dogs set upon us - all 
to keep us from having a part in the so-called American rights to freedom.   We learned about his incarceration, the kidnap/murder of Patrice Lumumba, and so many other atrocities taking place against African brothers and sisters,  who were trying to throw off the colonizers oppressive yoke, from our teachers, Mr. Buford and Mr. Harris - who I am sure are sitting up there right now comparing what they taught us in class with the facts, now that they have him there to get the info directly from him.

Jomo Kenyatta and the MauMaus were also personal heroes of mine.  Our history and social science teachers kept us well informed and up to date about colonization in Africa, in much the same way they did the racism we were suffering right here in the US.  They wanted us to understand that it was all related, all the same oppressors, just geographical differences.  The path between Africa and Blacks in America was a two-way street. 

President Nelson Mandela - this powerful, yet genteel man, the first  Black President, of South Africa, is  also known as the father of Democracy in S.A.  He suffered from a lung ailment that was stubbornly  resistant to treatment, and to which he finally succumbed on Thursday, December 5, 2013.   It was nearly six months after President Barack Obama had made a sojourn to South Africa in hopes of meeting his hero and fellow Nobel Peace Prize recipient.  They formed a mutual admiration society, those two. However, owing to the gravity of his illness, the meeting did not take place.  President Obama, however, did go to the notorious Robben Island, where Mandela had been incarcerated for 27 years, and walked with his wife and children through that tiny cell that held that giant spirit. 

President Barack Obama  was a great admirer of President Mandela, and will be attending the services along with former Presidents Bill Clinton, Jimmy Carter and George Bush; as will many other dignitaries, heads of state and elected officials.   These two great men possess some of the same wonderful traits of leadership and responsibility, which places them heads and shoulders above their detractors. 


As a student at Lincoln University, and peer counselor to brothers and sisters who were refugees from non-independent African Nations, including South Africa (Azania is the real name), Namibia, Angola, Mozambique, Congo, Lesotho, and other countries under the heel of atrocious colonial imperialist oppression, my fellow classmates and I used to come up with scheme after scheme about how to free Mandela, free South Africa, reign down retribution on the oppressors, and move the country to sovereignty. The sad thing for me is that most of them did not live to see Mandela free.   Many of my friends actually worked in the UN for a while, but later returned home to help with the liberation efforts.  They there with the rest of the  ancestors to greet him, share a mug of Skokian,  and regale him with how they managed to escape, come to America and attend Lincoln University - the Alma Mater of Nkrumah and Azikewe - who are also there to welcome him to his new home.  

As most are aware, the legendary leader of South Africa was imprisoned in Robben Island, one of the harshest prisons in South Africa, for his defiant stand against Apartheid.  What we are now learning is that it was the CIA that was instrumental in his capture.  But then, who would be surprised at that?  During the 27 years of his torture and incarceration, the ANC (African Nationalist Congress) and the youth of South Africa, under his then wife, Winnie Mandela, continued their resistance and assault against the racist regime started by that s.o.b. Voervord in the 1940's.  

President Barack Obama Will Attend President Mandela's Services















During this time,  and later, in the fifties when they were made even harsher, (actually starting with the Boer and British invasions in the 1800's) South African Blacks could no longer walk or live freely in their own land.  They had to walk around with "passes" or I.D. cards with their pictures on them.  "Pass laws required that Africans had to carry identity documents with them at all times. These books had to contain stamps providing official proof that that the person in question had permission to be in a town at that time. According to Section 10 (1a-d) of the 1954 Native Urban Areas Act Africans could only stay in an urban area for more than 12 hours if they:  a) Had been born there and had lived there ever since.  b) Had worked there for ten years under one employer, or had lived there for 15 years without breaking any law (including pas laws); c) Were the child or wife of a man permitted to live in the urban area on the conditions of (a) or (b) mentioned above.  d) Signed a contract to migrate from a rural reserve to a specific job for a limited period of time in an urban area after which they must return home. Contract workers' families were not allowed to join them in an urban area.   If they did not have these, they would be incarcerated - detained indefinitely - or killed.  They were subjected to harsh treatment, outright shootings by the so-called police in - their own  country!!!


With South African Flag Graphic in Background

















The brave Black men, women and students who rose up against this were finally victorious in having Mandela released in 1990.  He became the first Black president in modern times of South Africa; however, instead of continuing the hostilities (as many of us kind of expected and wanted him to do - we kind of wanted revenge against the tyranny they had suffered - especially us Black folks here in the US), he put together a reconciliation plan which averted what surely would have been years and years of protracted blood baths.  

New Yorkers were especially instrumental in effecting a massive boycott of South Africa, helping bring  the ANC bring the heinous regime to its knees.  




Young Warrior Nelson Mandela


























                                                                                            
Mandela With Wife Graca Machel-Mandela













The brutal massacre of innocent students at Soweto, the Sharpville-Langa Massacre (which happened on my birthday, March 21) ; the production of Sara Fina, local ANC-based New York organizations that met and raised funds on a weekly basis, orchestrated by Sandra Rivers, Lyndon Prince, Elombe Brath, Sam Anderson, Duma Ndlovu, and so many others - I mention them here, because these are names the  meanstream press will never mention.  They'd rather talk to whites about the heroism of this great Black man. There were so many more Black people behind the liberation efforts to free Mandela.  Suffice it to say, we know who we are.  

Of course the support of such celebrities as Harry Belafonte - who was involved waaaay before any of the others because of his friendship and support of Miriam Makeba and Letta Mbulu - Hugh Masakela, Danny Glover, Michael Jackson, Kwame Toure` (a/k/a Stokely Carmichael),  and others, all brought the message home, that South Africa ( Zimbabwe, SouthWest Africa/Namibia; Zambia, and other oppressed areas) would no longer be allowed to exist.   

News caster and Soror (Delta Sigma Theta) Charlayne Hunter Gualt, and her husband, producer, Ron Gualt, moved to South Africa as soon as Mandela was liberated, and have lived there ever since.  Charles Moses, former press secretary to former Governor Mario Cuomo, was hired by President Mandela to head up his University of the North in South Africa - which he did for four years.  And a special mention to Susan Taylor,  who at that time was Editor in Chief of Essence Magazine, and who, long before Mandela had been released, honored Winnie Mandela at an Essence Awards Ceremony when they were still being held at Rockefeller Center.  She literally stopped the entire program to pay homage to Winnie and Nelson Mandela, and had Winnie speak of the necessity of keeping the pressure on. 

African Americans, Black elected figures - including the Congressional Black Caucus - Black community leaders, were of one voice when it came to boycotting South Africa and keeping the name of Mandela befire America's consciousness.  Artists and musicians were warned  that if they performed in racist South Africa they would find their products boycotted by Black consumers.  If you performed on the stage in South Africa, you were toast.   "Oh no, we won't go to Sun City!!" was the chant of the day (unfortunately vocalist Millie Jackson didn't get the memo, and the consequences to her career were swift and dire.  Not only did  they refuse to buy her records, but audiences boycotted all her performances.) On the corporate side, companies that traded with South Africa found that their products were not allowed in the US.

But no one was more on point and up in arms than my classmate, brother/friend Gil Scott-Heron, whose song JOHANNESBURG said it all!  It brought together all the emotions we were feeling, all the pathos, horror, and determination to wipe that regime out.  "What's the Word:  JOHANNESBURG" was on everybody's lips.  It was our anti-apartheid battle cry.  Gil had a knack for bringing it all down front.  

Upon his release, Mayor David Dinkins, New York City's first Black mayor,  honored President Mandela with a reception and a ticker tape parade through Avenue of the Americas and Harlem.  It was the first (and only) time that an African head of state was given such an official honor in New York City (or anywhere else, for that matter).  The streets were lined with proud Africans, African Americans and Caribbean Americans who watched as the humble man waved and smiled his way through and into the hearts of New Yorkers.    We lined the streets of Harlem to greet President Mandela and hear him speak - standing for hours waiting for his arrival.  

It was also the first time the South African Embassy on Third Avenue opened its doors to Black people - 
ever.  Several friends, including Maxine McCrey Montano, Shirley Scott and myself, went to a reception they 
reluctantly held for us.  Shiela Sisulu, Max Sisulu's sister, was also present.  There were several Black women from South Africa present at the time, many of whom had never been outside their village.  They were making and displaying crafts that they had designed to sell via an organization called "Shared
Interest," founded by Donna Katzen.  The organization made micro loans to Black businesses where the white banks would not, so they could have businesses of their own.  They have been one of my favorite organizations for decades.  Every year they go to South Africa and help others start businesses of their own.

As stated before, there were many of us who were prepared to exact punishment against the South African whites who had held our brothers and sisters down so long.  And I guess I'm guilty of that.  At the South African Embassy, in Manhattan,  there were South African white women  whose business it seemed was to exploit the new opportunities to trade with America.  They had brought some work  done by Black South African women and tried to sell it to us.  When we asked if they had made it, they gave us a queer look, and tried to act as if it was a collaborative effort.  When the Black women who actually made the crafts came forth, I offered to purchase from her, and the white woman stood between us as though to block the transaction.  When I stepped around her, she made the remark that we were to deal with them because the Black woman was "indigent."  It took Maxine, Shirley and two other people to keep me from knocking the bejeebers out of her.  My response was, "who the "f" made her indigent."  To which the white South African beat a quick retreat from the room.  As a result of my standing up for her, the Black South African sister made me a lovely beaded bracelet on the spot - which I wear to this day - it's made of grey, silver and blue miniature beads - she took less than 15 minutes to make it.  When I gave her $10.00 (she didn't want to be paid), I turned to the other white South African women and said, "If I find that you've touched any of this money I've given her, I'll stomp you into a mud hole."  One turned beet red, and left the room.  I heard the word "kaffir" in the background.  

So it was indeed a good thing Mandela's wisdom prevailed in the move forward to end the hostilities and atrocities that had undermined his people for centuries.  There were those among us who would not have been so wise.   We're the hotheads.  We would have taken up arms.  The fact that he averted a long and protracted struggle has been the blue print for others to follow.  Hopefully they will.

Much to our disappointment, President Mandela only served one term as President of South Africa.  We were truly enjoying the fact that they had to deal with the very same man they tried to destroy.  However, we clearly understood the need to have some time to enjoy this freedom that had so long been held away from him, and to retire his second wife, Graca Machel.  He had already done the hard job.  It was befitting that he pass the baton, while still living, and serve in the capacity as an advisor to those who succeeded him. He withstood rigors, hardship, challenges many half his age have not been able to stand up to.  

The following is a link to the funeral arrangements and order of Ceremony for President Mandela.  There will be ceremonies held in New York, New Jersey, Philadelphia, and Washington, DC.  As I receive them, I will post them on my blog for updates.  In the interim, log on to the following:

http://www.mandela.gov.za/funeral/index.html  

NB:  In New York, a procession following the path of Mr. Mandela’s June 21, 1990 motorcade will follow the indoor portion of the program.  Trade unions, legislative and faith based leaders along with some of the 100,000 people of New York City who witnessed this historic event unfold through the streets of Brooklyn are expected to attend. 

Again:  My condolences and congratulations to my brothers and sisters in South Africa for having had the honor of such a wonderful, fine Black man as their leader and inspiration for so many years.  May we each learn the lessons this fine man taught us through  his living and carry it forward in our own lives and in the way we interact with each other.  May the love, peace,respect and blessings of  President Nelson Mandela reign in our hearts and in our lives. ###GDW

ADDENDUM:  Last year in February, 2012, my friend, producer Sparkie Martin  sent me this great clip of "UMOJA"a South African musical that he was promoting.  I couldn't stop playing the music over and over 
again.  I absolutely love South African music - there is so much vibrancy, energy,  rhythm, meaning - and even pathos - that you feel it right down in your very soul.     

I have included the YouTube clip in this blog in honor of President Nelson Mandela, and the brothers and sisters of South Africa, who are the very epitome of what that music is all about.   I hope you can hear it and it leads you to go on YouTube and view all six of the acts or log on to www.umojatheshow.com.  They are so fantabulous.   
 (By the way: UMOJA is Swahili for Unity or Togetherness - Kenya and Tanzania gave refuge to those 
South African leaders who had to escape oppression to go back and fight again).


Sparkie Martins Africa Umoja ..42 persons cast ..wishing to bring this awesome show your country..contact: Sparkie Martin  @ 404-207-8834 /email: Sparkwado@yahoo.com
After      touring over 26 countries, AFRICA UMOJA is returning to SA shores to continue on their journey. AFRICA UMOJA: The Spirit of Togetherness the tale of South Africa, its people and their song.
Travelling on the beats of drums, from the dusty streets of Soweto to all the corners of the worlds best and biggest stages, AFRICA UMOJA tells the moving tale of indigenous South African music - from the earliest rhythms to kwaito.
Marvel in the beautiful costumes & award winning, internationally acclaimed choreography. AFRICA UMOJA is a loud, colourful and jubilant celebration of life that audiences from all backgrounds have found infectiously delightful and uplifting.

Twenty-six countries have embraced the traditional love songs, lullabies and other musical expressions of rural life. They have also cried along in the city streets listening to music reflecting the pain of the migrant laborers and their families.

Relive the energy of Sophiatown, inf... more      

 www.umojatheshow.com

I hope you can view these clips - I play them because they are the heart of South African spirit, and the heart of Madiba's spirit as well.  Enjoy and Stay Blessed & ECLECTICALLY BLACK

Rest Well Madiba - and give our greetings to Steve Biko, Miriam Makeba, Chaka Zulu, and so many others who are waiting to greet you.

Gloria Dulan-Wilson

Umoja - Umoja - YouTube

 Umoja - The Spirit of Togetherness Part 3 - YouTube








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