12 Years a Slave - My take!! Well I finally went to see the movie last night in the Tricycle, Kilburn, not a very good place to see a movie like this. Excellent movie, however, it did not bring me to tears as I thought it would. I honestly believe its because I have become immune to these types of movies. I have watched so many in the past year. I felt a bit like the people in the movie who just walked on by as their friends/family was whipped, and thats sad. The ratio of the people at the Tricycle were 95% white with myself and my friend in the middle of all of them, so when I groaned and shook my head I am sure people were a bit uncomfortable sitting so close to me. While watching the movie and whenever I watch movies like this, my thoughts are always about how black people were treated, women being raped. Now in those days black people were less than dogs, yet white people in those days were happy to sleep with someone less than a dog, it does not make sense to me? You can see why many black people run from the Bible, because it was the Bible they used to keep many of our folks down even to today, you go to some of our parents house they still have the white Jesus looking down on them. We have some black folks, especially the older generation respecting a white person more than their own, I am not saying they should but that is passed down to the next generation, so we are still scared to trust each other or even buy and sell from one another. We then have some black folks thinking that the lighter skin you are the better it is, so many of our black brothers, who are actually black and not fair skin would not even date a dark skin women, they talk about preference, but to deny your own race because of the colour of someone skin is very sad. I have heard enough brothers talk about they wouldnt go out with a dark skin women, even Im too dark for some of them and I have been told this, again very sad that in this day and age we have learnt nothing. After the movie everyone just sat in their seats discussing the movie, Knee Deep I wish you were there, you could have had a real discussion going on. When we were outside a white woman came up to ask me a question about the movie, then two others joined in so I told them I am a product of what they just witnessed on screen. I told them I am not fair skin or brown because of my parents, but of what the slave masters did to my ancestors, I told them when they witness the mother losing her children, that happen to my ancestors when they took them out of Africa and sold us off to slave masters in different parts of the Caribbean, and I will never be able to find my people again. I told them that my surname is not my own, again my surname is from what the slave master gave my ancestors when they robbed them of their identity. I told them that my name is from a slave master in Scotland, Its funny sharing something like this to people who has never heard it from a black person before. As they left, with an OMG look on their faces, a woman said to us she wished that it was not late so that we could talk about it more. Thank God it was late….
Posted on: Fri, 17 Jan 2014 08:17:06 +0000
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