Indymedia Estrecho / Madiaq - antirracismo

Efemérides de sumisión, síndrome de Estocolmo a la andaluza

Tue, 03 Jan 2012 22:48:01 +0000

Todavía me pitan los oídos pero me da igual. El recuerdo de la muestra simultánea de dignidad, de rabia y de alegría de ayer van terminando paulatinamente con los acúfenos, que con todo, para mí no son más molestos que el hecho de que exista en mi país una fiesta tan absurda y tan fascista pagada con dinero público como la Toma de Granada.

Lamentablemente estamos muy acostumbrados lxs andalucxs a celebrar nuestras propias derrotas, o incluso a celebrar nuestras pequeñas victorias con un grado tal de manipulación histórica que se convierten en derrotas, como sucede con el maltrecho Blas Infante, al que siendo un personaje asesinado por el ejército español por tener una idea de Andalucía que no cuadraba con la muy cacareada unidad de España, es reivindicado hasta por el PPSOE, deformando su figura hasta el punto de que parece que Blas Infante estaría muy satisfecho con el actual sistema autonómico de absoluta dependencia. La mera existencia y obra de Dob Blas ya supone una victoria del pueblo andaluz, pero ésta se diluye como una pastilla de sacarina en un café cuando convierten al padre de nuestra patria en un presunto adalid del Estatuto de Autonomía actual. Es surrealista.

Es éste el marco del imaginario popular andaluz y no otro. En el caso de la Toma de Granada, en la ciudad nazarí se celebra el día en el que las tropas castellano-aragonesas acabaron de conquistar el llamado Reino de Granada, continuando de esta manera ese proyecto unificador realizado a sangre y fuego que hoy día aún padecemos los distintos pueblos del Estado Español. Y por supuesto, cómo no, ahí están lxs andalucxs alienadxs celebrando alegremente un genocidio que en aquellos días no había hecho más que empezar, pues ese mismo año comenzaba a fraguarse también la versión extendida de dicha masacre al otro lado del Atlántico, ya que la sed del belicoso imperialismo protoespañol no se iba a quedar ahí sofocada, sino que tuvieron que esquilmar y eliminar físicamente a la población nativa de Abya Yala (América). En cualquier caso, carece de sentido celebrar algo así, independientemente de la sensibilidad para con los pueblos oprimidos del Estado Español que se pueda tener o dejar de tener.

Y las instituciones fascistas españolas que tenemos en Andalucía no dan puntada sin hilo. Eso ya se sabe. Y en 1936 volvieron a instaurar el 2 de enero como Día de la Ciudad, ya que en los años de la II República Española esta celebración se eliminó del calendario. Esta situación, como tantas otras, no ha cambiado desde entonces, y hoy día esta celebración continúa haciéndose al más puro estilo franquista, y aprovechado por grupúsculos de “patriotas españoles” que año tras año elevan el grado de inmundicia que ya de por sí tiene el acto, haciendo de las suyas, lanzando proclamas racistas y xenófobas, y exhibiendo banderas preconstitucionales, claramente prohibidas por esas leyes españolas que no sólo son insuficientes, sino que ni siquiera se cumplen, aunque también está prohibido pegar a la gente y ayer un periodista de la SER se llevó una mano de tortas para celebrar el día supongo yo. Habrá que ver qué pasa.
Todo esto está claro que está hecho apuntando en una dirección, que no es otra que la de robar a lxs andalucxs su identidad como pueblo, ya que si bien el Reino de Granada no se corresponde históricamente con la actual Andalucía, sí que la actual España está muy cerca de corresponderse con aquella corona castellano-aragonesa que entró a lo que hoy es nuestra tierra con la espada en la mano, y conviene que lxs andalucxs olvidemos todo eso, porque eso significaría olvidar que España nace de un genocidio.

Pero no todo está perdido, y como empezaba diciendo en este artículo, el alarde de dignidad de lxs andalucxs que no fuimos a la Plaza del Carmen a hacer de palmeros del ejército español, sino a reventar el acto, hace que merezca la pena seguir con un leve pitido dentro del oído. Afortunadamente, Andalucía está despertado poquito a poco, y el año que viene, si se celebra el Día de la Toma, será aún más multitudinaria nuestra asistencia como invitados de honor, silbato en mano, y a pesar del riesgo de ser multados como pasó en 2011, para decir que los genocidios no se celebran, y menos aún lo vamos a celebrar nosotros, que somos los primeros damnificados de aquella supuesta reconquista, y que también somos víctimas al igual que el resto de pueblos del Estado Español, de la represión franquista que instauró dicha fecha de celebración en el año 1936. Que no hombre, que no lo vamos a permitir.

Lavapiés echa a la policía del barrio

Wed, 06 Jul 2011 17:03:35 +0000

Video barrio de Lavapiés! la gente para la dentención de un inmigrante

Artícullo en Público: http://www.publico.es/espana/385511/vecinos-de-lavapies-impiden-una-redada-contra-inmigrantes

A Pound of Flesh: post 9/11 racism at an American university

Tue, 21 Sep 2010 03:43:16 +0000

In 1989 racial atrocities in South Africa were front and center issues. Hip Hop groups like Public Enemy, The X-Clan and B.D.P were giving voice to the racial tensions young minorities, like me, were becoming aware of at home. The hypocrisy of the we're all Americans and are treated equally message being pimped to us on TV and the conditions I saw my African American friends living in and the racism I saw them dealing with here in the U.S. ripped me apart like angry dog's teeth.

In 1990 I was a senior in high school involved in peaceful political protests with local college students. We committed an act of property destruction in the form of arson on an office at Wesleyan University as part of those protests. This wasn't anti-American just the misguided attempt of American students to get equal treatment as American citizens. It was a student protest, not war or terrorism.

Following the arson I was caught, convicted as an adult and served my time. From then on I stopped associating with radicals or extremists. By 31 I'd become a happy Buddhist, applied for school and was accepted to the University of Connecticut. As a person of mixed race (Indian and White) I shrugged my shoulders and started living with whatever racial gains we had already made in this country. So began my story of post 9/11 racism.

In the fall of 2003 I began my sophomore year at UConn's Landscape Architecture program. There was one professor who enjoyed occasionally razzing me in what at first seemed innocuous harassment. For example the two of us might be discussing a design and he'd throw in, "I mean I wouldn't firebomb it or anything." But, then one day while passing behind me at my desk this professor named stopped behind me, put a hand on my shoulder and with his other hand jabbed his fingers into my lower back 3 or four times repeatedly. He the said nothing and walked away. I didn't complain or go to the police as I was scared of retribution. Bad move on my part.

By junior year the behavior had escalated beyond the one professor. A campaign to paint me as an Islamic terrorist had effectively isolated me from many of my peers. In order to deflect problems similar to mine which might arise out of socializing with me many classmates would avoid or ignore me. This way professor Alexopoulis and his conscripts could save the harassment for me alone.

First semester senior year things got even worse. I had become a person who spent all his time consumed with how I was going to make it out of there with my degree intact. Every project seemed tinged with a new get the sand nigger twist all carried out using America´s favorite form of racism - the indirect, subtle and "no too blatant" kind. This way the persons carrying it out could squeal amongst themselves with orgasmic delight at the idea they wouldn't get caught. "How delicious!"

One Professor, Peter Miniutti, put his class in charge of developing a departmental newsletter. I chose to do an article on Eddie George an ex-pro football star, holder of a degree in landscape architecture and owner of two landscape architecture firms. I figured it was a light way to discuss minorities in landscape architecture as he's also African American. After interviewing him I wrote my article using as much of his own words as possible. However, I kept getting my drafts handed back to me with explanations like Eddie George sounds "uneducated" and "unprofessional." This evolved to "the whole class" making the decision to have me do an article focusing more on the class at UCONN. According to them, Eddie George (an African American landscape architect and owner of two landscape architecture firms) had nothing to do with minorities in landscape architecture.

At the beginning of the semester we were told everyone would get an A except those who were deemed to have failed the project. It wasn't hard to see where this was headed. I shared my article with a Pulitzer Prize winning English professor and who said it was basically fine. That was not good enough either. I told the people attempting to block my article if it was rejected I would go over their heads and above the department. The article got in but with only two quotes from Eddie George.

As a final shot from "the whole class" when the newsletter came out Eddie George´s picture was replaced by this picture of one of my classmates – Eduardo Colon. As a final shot from professor Miniutti, when commenting on the articles we handed him, he said my listing myself as biracial sounded like bisexual. He then laughed uproariously in a manner insinuating an insult to my racial classification. Of course he was simultaneously insulting all non- heterosexuals as well. He didn't seem to care. If you'd like to judge the interview for yourself go to the audio page at www.lawsuitagainstuconn.com.

After my surreal adventures in this pin the tail on Osama racism at UConn I made it to the homestretch – my final semester senior year; however, after never having dropped below a B- in my grades and staying on the Deans List my first three semesters at UCONN Professor Miniutti decided my work was not “senior level work” meaning I was going to fail - not to graduate. I strove to improve the quality of my work. The more I would ask for help the less I got. By the last project I was in the same position. My mother and I wrote letters to the Dean and also to the Head of the Plant Science Department. The work was suddenly, "senior level work."

There is a more in depth recounting of events at www.lawsuitagainstuconn.com plus audio and video proof. For anyone going through it currently just know there are options. You should also know you are right. Your harasser's are wrong no matter how they try to spin it. One of my main concerns when looking at how this affects me is how my peers´ and future coworkers views of me are now distorted and tainted. I suffer post traumatic stress symptoms such as panic attacks. My only solace comes in exposing them.

Here's what I've learned. Violence only begets more violence. How we treat each other as Americans is an indication of how secure we feel with our country's current situation. It's obvious the goal of the 9/11 terrorists was to make us feel afraid and panicked as Americans. If you harass your Pakistani American, Indian American, Bosnian American or any other American brother or sister due to fears stemming from terrorist attacks you have been effectively terrorized. It's been said by members of the K.K.K. "the only good nigger is a dead nigger." If the 9/11 terrorists had a similar saying I believe it would say, "the only good American is a panicked American." The only good America is one that's eating himself from the inside shredding his own constitution from all sides.

Can Americans survive with that happening? Me? I'm going make the most patriotic decision I can think of. I'm talking about it because in my heart I know I must prevent this from happening to another person and if I work hard perhaps I can. In this article is a link to my web site and I ask anyone who will to help me get the university president to sit down with me to work out a way to prevent this from happening to anyone else in the future. I'm not looking for money here at all just your help by writing an email to the president of the university via the link on the contacts page of my web site. I hope you won't find that request too unreasonable and will help me. Thanks so much and may your life be filled with peace.

To read more about my experiences with harassment go to www.lawsuitagainstuconn.com.

Presentación del No Border Camp en CSOA La Huelga

moreno — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 12:49:51 +0000

Este viernes 10 de septiembre, a las 20:00, en el CSOA La Huelga, calle Muro de los Navarros 38, presentación del Campamento No Border 2010, que tendrá lugar en Bruselas, del 27 de septiembre al 3 de octubre, siete días de acción, información y debates sobre migración y políticas migratorias. La presentación será a cargo de miembros de la organización, en gira por el sur. Después, tapeo y música.

+ info: no borders camp