
Those on the outside (and I am including those Black people unaware of
or refuse to participate in Kwanzaa as well) see this celebration as a
Black Holiday or a protest against Christmas due to its parallel
preachings of Self-Determination and the fight for justice. Any mention
of those needs will always place fear in the minds of those whom see
these actions as anarchist and or challenging the American way of life
but Kwanzaa is actually more inline with the spirit of Christmas than
it is as practiced today.
The whole experience of Kwanzaa is a re-booting of the spirit. By
energizing the very core of the human condition. The holiday
concentrates on; unity, self-determination, collective work and
responsibility, cooperative economics, purpose, creativity and faith.
This may sound like a massive laundry list of actions of accomplish
within seven days or much more, within a year of one’s life but it can
be accomplished and often is. I recently expressed that as people live
out their lives with purpose, the forces that block our blessings can
and often wear us down thus the seeds of apathy take root. Kwanzaa
allows for those things needed to grow the fruits needed to nourish our
body, our minds and our soul. It’s a holiday of focus, of thanks,
commitment and love.
So on this day of Kuumba (Creativity) I am going to focus on a creative
solution to the disconnection of Blacks in America and Blacks in Africa.
Big challenges to say the least since there are cultural tensions that
neither side wants to address. I decided to actively work on and
concentrate on a formula to address this a little later in the New Year
of 2008 but for now I want to tell how I came to this idea of personally
looking at this as a creative project.

During the ritual I watched as man after man took turns whipping the
other as they tried their best to break the other. They taunted each
other, they laughed as the lashes cut deep into their ebon skin of the
challenged. The other part of the ritual was to want the cuts to
encourage the scarification. Each cut displayed the proof of survival,
the journey of Manhood and most of all, the statement of being a
Warrior. Ultimately the ritual was more about being both a Man and a
Warrior. And as I looked in those faces going through this Mind Over
Matter competition with the grand prize being a pick of any woman in the
village for gratuitous sex, I could not dismiss that all of those faces
looked exactly like mine.
National Geographic noted that this ritual had nothing to do with
religion for based upon the culture you could assume that this
particular group was part of an Islamic society; it did have more to do
with the structure of cultural law dating back hundreds of years. Its
bases was established for how men and women are to behave in this Benin
society. Outside of the whipping, which I believe with that of the
American use of the whip, this African practice may have also survived
long enough to have influenced my ass beating in my youth, I said to
myself, “… that could never be me, after that first strike, I’d scream
like a girl, fuck those women.” As funny (or ignorant depending on your
point of view) as that sound, I had to acknowledge that I was different
than my Benin Brothers when it came to proving my Manhood, but had much
more in common in many other ways.

How is that for insight on New Year’s Eve?
"Kuumba (Creativity) To do always as much as we can, in the way we can, in order to leave our community more beautiful and beneficial than we inherited it."
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