Critical Notes on Obama Drama:
2008-2012
2008-2012
Marvin X
INTRODUCTION
Pull Yo Pants Up! is a collection of musings written
before and after Obama became President of the United States of America. The
writings, fiction and non-fiction, cover his run, the primary, nomination,
election and the first term of his presidency.
The historic nature of his run goes without saying.
North American Africans were emotionally charged as the possibility of his
victory drew near, even though there were those astute enough to understand he
was a politician who would do things that all politicians do: say one thing
then do another.
His campaign called for change, but once in the White House
political expediency deemed he contradict himself and revert to reactionary
policies, forgetting the constituency that elected him, especially the poor,
North American Africans, Latinos and, young whites, women, gays/lesbians and
others.
During the campaign he called for peace, but once
elected expanded the war in Afghanistan into Pakistan, though he did say he was
going into Pakistan during the campaign.
When he said this on the road to election,
I knew then this dude is out of his mind, for who would want to make war in a
nation possessing nuclear weapons, especially when the insurgents, Al Qaeda and
Taliban, originated from the Pakistani intelligence agency, thus how much
distance is there between them and the government?
Who knows!
In short, after he took the oath of
office, we saw him lose himself trying to save the global financiers who caused
the economic meltdown, including the sub-prime loan scam that bankrupted the
middle class, black and white, to say nothing of the working poor who were
scammed as well, hoodwinked and bamboozled out of their basic wealth.
The
economic breakdown has caused massive unemployment, foreclosures and home-lessness.
Yet our President rewarded the bandits who robbed the people, and rather than
jailing them and/or putting them before the firing squad; they took bailout
money and rewarded themselves with bonuses and extravagant retreats, slapping
people in the face with their unremitting arrogance, adding insult to those who
had been robbed and left half dead on the roadside of economic devastation.
We wondered was our President schizophrenic since he
never mentioned helping the poor but rather the rich and especially the
militarists who have received unlimited support in their wars of expansion and
occupation of Muslim lands.
We predicted his speech to Muslims would be Miller
Lite and a snow job, for how can one occupy Muslim lands and talk peace or
As-Salaam-Afakum.
At this hour, America is occupying Iraq,
Afghanistan, inside Pakistan with drone aircraft and Blackwater mercenaries,
gearing up to enter Yemen, with proxy troops in Somalia.
So Obama can say one
thing, quote Qur'an, hadith, sharia, Islamic history etc., but what's happening
on the ground? These essays attempt to point out his policy contradictions and
hopefully the people will take things to the next level.
Dr. Cornel West says
respect him, protect him, but correct him. And I say we must check him with
protests and demonstrations, for politicians of every stripe respond to
pressure, as we saw with the Democratic defeat in Massachusetts, Virginia and
New Jersey.
Maybe he and his cohorts are beginning to see the
light. His focus on reforming health insurance was noble, but misplaced energy
in light of the severe unemployment situation, ten to fifteen million, even
more if those not counted were counted in the ghettos who suffer perennial lack
of work under the best conditions of the general economy. And yet we see his
administration funding employment of insurgents in Iraq, with plans for the
same in Afghanistan, including schooling and housing.
What about the war in
the hood? Ten to fifteen thousand homicides nationwide annually, a low
intensity war that receives no real attention because it is mainly young black
men who are expendable in the economy of globalism, with outsourcing to markets
where labor is cheap and natural resources "a steal."
With the
bailout of the banker bandits, we saw Obama and his cohorts in another
contradiction, for it was socialism for the rich, capitalism for the middle
class and poor.
In short, the rich robber barons were rewarded,
replenished and enabled to continue business as usual, a clear contradiction of
the free market philosophy so touted by the right wing demigods and war hawks.
True capitalists would have allowed market forces to play out but instead we
saw a brotherhood of thieves coming to the aid of each other, and Obama
appeared to have joined the gang of thieves, perhaps he was beholden to them
for "selecting" him for "election."
We had to take off our
rosecolored glasses and romanticism about the first black president. In truth,
we have seen his type around the world, throughout Pan African nations on the
continent and in the Caribbean, men in black face but white hearts.
Either we can cry crocodile tears or be about the
business of organizing and demonstrating until our agenda is met in a
substantial manner.
We are forced to look upon Obama in strictly political
terms, certainly not racial terms since he is a post-racial Negro or Black or
North American African. Yet we saw his Harvard comrade, Skip Gates, discard his
post-blackness when confronted by police when he failed the tone test
established for blacks, the lesson he missed at Harvard and Yale.
Perhaps we should look upon Obama post-blackly as
well. Like Skip Gates, who reverted to his negrocities when placed under
arrest, when Obama is thoroughly crucified by his detractors on the Right and
the Left, expect him to show his true color, if he has any Africanity remaining
after the first term.
For sure, he doesn't get the fact that Republicans
have no intention to allow him to succeed in any of his agenda items, except
when he moves in harmony with their militarist pipe dreams of placing the world
under white supremacy occupation and domination. Their obstructionism is
crystal clear and we wonder when will he follow his mind and used the power of
his bully pulpit to destroy his opposition before they do the same to him.
We see they are unrelenting in their attempt to play
"block men and women."
We, the people, must struggle on, struggle
on, pass idealism and romanticism that a black president was going to save us,
liberate us from centuries of oppression, economic, social and psychological.
Only us can free us, from the bottom up, not top down.
We can show our displeasure at the voting booth, as
the people of Massachusetts displayed, or we can ultimately use the general
strike and maybe Obama, his administration, and both political parties will
understand it is time for a fundamental change of the economic order, not
reform or repair, for the cancer of greed inherent in capitalism cannot be
given a band aid, a patch, but needs structural surgery that is radical.
Call the change what you wish, but militarism,
capitalism, racism must find its way into the dustbin of history, either now or
later, orchestrated by ourselves or our children. Indeed, Pull Yo Pants Up fa
da Prez is calling upon youth to channel their energy into radical social
action rather than reactionary tripping. They must jump out of the box of quick
fix escapism, hedonism and
conspicuous consumption at the stores and malls for
the trinkets of materialism that are an opiate the ruling class uses to drug
the masses into neo-slavery.
Youth must take the baton of change into their
hands, just as the youth of every generation must, otherwise they betray the
ancestors who sacrificed to get them to this point.
Yes, it is time to pull up the pants, young brothers
and sisters. Stop revealing your naked behinds but show us the genius of your
minds! Get busy finishing the work undone, for we cannot proceed without your
energy and input and that of your sisters as well. Both genders are vital in
this family affair called freedom.
Your elders have set the course, but you must finish
the race. Our history is a liberation narrative and it is incomplete. Obama is
a marker on the road, but not the end, only a beginning. Ultimately, we must
defy the myth of Sisyphus and not only reach the mountain top but stay there by
practicing eternal vigilance.
Our generation of the 1960s attempted and
accomplished much, but the freedom train has not reached its destination and it
shall not until you get on board to engineer the final path up the mountain.
--Marvin X
Contents
Introduction
Part I
2012 Election
Obama on Travon Martin
Obama as Black Killer for White Supremacy
(a fictional interview)
Part Two: A fictional interview
Prez Obama on Troop Withdrawal from Afghanistan (a
fictional speech)
Obama Must Give Amnesty to Prisoners
Jobs for Terrorists, None for the Hood
Excuse Me, Mr. President
Obama, A One Act Play
Response to State of Union Speech--The End
Part
II—Notes on the Beginning of Obama Drama
The Primary
Hillery and Obama, Neck to Neck
Obama's Last Ghost
Transformational or Transactional?
Wins Nomination
Sermon on the Mount
Fake Speech to Muslims
As Predicted
As-Salaam-Afakekum
Weary of Intellectualism
Obama As Joseph
Patriot Act and Tricknology
Response to Obama from a Revolutionary Nationalist
Obama and the Mack God
Pull Yo Pants Up fa da Black Prez
Obama as Black Killer for White Supremacy
A fictional interview
By Marvin X
MX: Mr. President, thank you again for allowing me
this precious time to talk with you.
Prez: Marv, the pleasure is all mine.
MX: Mr. President, you are rapidly gaining the
reputation as the black killer President.
Prez: That's a dubious honor, Marv. I certainly
would not label myself in that manner.
MX: Well, you took out Osama Ben Laden, Al Alaki
and now Qaddafy.
Prez: I'm only trying to make America and the world
safe for democracy.
MX: Are you preparing to eliminate the President of
Syria, Assad?
Prez: We have no plans in that direction, of course
if events continue to deteriorate in that nation, we may need to consider some
type of action, in coordination with our friends in that region.
MX: Prez, your policy smells of selective action.
You certainly are not thinking about taking out those repressive regimes in
Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, Jordan and elsewhere.
Prez: Well, we must think strategically. Those
nations you mentioned are important to us in spite of certain human rights
abuses, although we encourage them to extend more freedom to their populations.
MX: So your friends get a pass, is that it?
Prez: That's not the term I would use.
MX: Well it's clear those regimes are nowhere in
your radar for radical change, especially as per taking out their leaders. But
I want to know how you justify assassinating an American citizen without
bringing charges against him in a court of law, considering you are a
constitutional lawyer?
Prez: You're referring to Mr. Awlaki, of course.
MX: Yes, the man you took out in Yemen a few weeks
ago.
Prez: He was an enemy combatant. He tried to killed
American citizens. We had no choice but to go after him with all the weight of
the American military.
MX: He didn't deserve a trial in a court of law?
Prez: In a normal situation, perhaps, but this war
on terror has presented us with special circumstances.
MX: So do you envision the murder of other American
citizens whom you deem a threat to the national security of the US?
Prez: It depends on the circumstances, the danger
they pose to the American people.
MX: Have you not transcended former President Bush
II in your interpretation of US law?
Prez: No, I'm only doing what I think is best to
protect the American people.
MX: You seem to have this Manichean concept of good
and evil in the world and that you represent good.
Prez: That is your view, not mine. I will say, as
did President Bush, you are either with us or against us.
MX: And this includes American citizens as well,
does it? No opposition allowed?
Prez: Marv, I think you're stretching it a bit. Of
course, the American people have the right to differ with our policies.
MX: But you just murdered an American citizen,
without trial, who differed with your policies.
Prez: He went too far.
MX: Who sets the limits, you, in the tradition of
your predecessor Bush?
Prez: Circumstances establish the limits.
MX: Do circumstances supersede the US Constitution?
Prez: Not necessarily. We examine each situation on
a case by case basis.
MX: Sir, now that NATO has eliminated Qaddafy in
Libya, we see you are proceeding on an African campaign. You're quite ambitious
and bold, don't you think?
Prez: Marv, I'm only doing what I think is right
for the American people and the global community. You're referring to our
intention to send troops to Uganda?
MX: Yes, and a few other African nations. Are you
now the new King of Africa, especially with the demise of Qaddafy?
Prez: You have quite a sense of humor, Marv, but
no, I don't desire to be the King of Africa, but I do desire to prevent mass
slaughter in Africa. As a man of African heritage, I am deeply concerned about
my people there.
MX: Not to cut you off, but you did receive the
Nobel Peace Prize, yet you seem intent on continuing the permanent war policy
of your predecessors, from Africa to Asia.
Prez: Don't you think the people of North Africa,
specifically, Libya, have the possibility of a better future with the departure
of Qaddafy. We all want peace, but sometimes there must be war to achieve
peace. I appreciate the Nobel Prize, but I have a job to do, and my job is
protecting American interests and human rights around the world.
MX: What about human rights in America? What about
the two million men and women in prisons? Have you thought about giving a
general amnesty to the mostly poor, ignorant, drug addicted and mentally ill
who make up the majority of the prison population in America?
Prez: No I haven't.
MX: Why not?
Prez: I have other pressing issues, such as the
economic situation.
MX: Don't you understand that many of those
imprisoned were due to economic crimes, the type of crimes that the Wall Street
protesters are presently fighting, including the call for a redistribution of
wealth?
Prez: Marv, there are many reasons those two
million people are in jail, but for the safety of the American people, we have
no plans for a general amnesty.
MX: Do you see the Occupy Wall Street movement as a
counterweight to the Tea Party movement?
Prez: I see the Occupy Wall Street protests in the
American tradition and we support them.
MX: Do you and the Democratic party plan to use
them in your reelection strategy?
Prez: Well, where their goals are in harmony with
mine, I will call upon them. But I do not believe in class warfare, the rich
against the poor. We are one people.
MX: Even when 1% own wealth equal to 99%?
Prez: There must be a some structural change to
redistribute the wealth, to insure good wages and job security. I'm for this. We
can’t continue excusing the Wall Street robbers, nor can we allow crime in the
street. We want the rich to recognize their obligation to the poor and middle
class. I'm against corporate greed, but I'm for free trade capitalism.
MX: Aren’t they the same?
Prez: Well, there's enough to go around, no child
should be hungry in America, or the world for that matter. We must continue to
fight the good fight so that every American citizen can pursue happiness or the
American dream. I will do all in my power to convince the people on Wall Street
and the people on main street that we must stick together and not destroy the
American dream because of greed and selfishness.
MX: Mr. President, thank you for your time.
Prez: You're quite welcome.
--Marvin X
11/21/11
Part Two: A Fictional Interview with President
Barack Obama by Marvin X
MX: Mr.
President, thanks for allowing me to interview you again.
Prez: The
pleasure is all mine, Marv. I truly enjoyed our last talk, although, in your
style, you raked me over the coals. I'm not going to let you get away with it
this time.
MX: Aw,
Prez, you can't have thin skin in the game you're in.
Prez: You
think I don't know that by now? I'll be lucky to get out of this situation with
any skin, thin or otherwise.
MX: Why
you say that, Prez?
Prez,
Marv, I'm gonna drop a bomb on you. I'm going to give you an exclusive.
MX: Drop
it like it's hot.
Prez,
I've had just about enough of this bullshit, fake aas job in the White House. I've
said more than once I don't give a damn if I'm a one term Prez.
MX:Prez,
you not going to run for a second term?
Prez,
Hell to the naw, fuck these peckerwoods and nigguhs too. I don't like being
pressured from above and below. I see you can't win in this game, so I'm
checking out before I get in too deep.
MX: I
can't believe what you're saying.
Prez, I
thought about it long and hard, talked it over with Michelle and my girls. They
said, Dad, do what you gotta do, we with you all the way, whatever you decide. Even
my mother-in-law said, Boy, use the mind God gave you. I told you these white
folks is sick.
MX: So
are you going back to Rev. Wright's church?
Prez,
Marv, first let me ease out the door of that funky White House. Then let me
come up for air. Hell, you know I hated to denounce my preacher, but I had to
play the game. You nigguhs act like you didn't understand I was gaming the
white man, but I was. You know ain't no way a nigguh could stay in Rev.
Wright's church for twenty years and not get addicted to black consciousness,
but Rev. Wright understands what I had to do to get over on these peckerwoods.
They been lying and gaming us for 400 years.
MX: Sho
you right.
Prex, A
nigguh better learn some game up in this motherfuckin bullshit called America.
And the first lesson a real nigguh need to learn is how to lie to the white
man's face just like he been doing us the last 400 years. Lie with a smile.
MX: Prez,
you talking like Marvin X?
Prez, Let
the truth be told. I tried to play the game but it ain't worth it. Why should I
spend a billion dollars for my job when millions of people have no job and
little chance of getting one anytime soon. A billion dollars for one job? Just
doesn't make sense, I rather be unemployed just like them. Let me go back to
community organizing, something I like to do and can see the results. I ain't
caught nothing but hell with the political bullshit, hell from both sides. If
the pecks ain't downing me, I got to deal with nigguhs like you, Marv, fucking
with me night and day, you and Cornel and his sidekick, that bitch Tavis. You
nigguhs need to cut me some slack, damn. And naw I ain't invitin you nigguhs to
the White House for beer.
MX: Prez,
you said from the beginning it wasn't about you, but us, so us is on your ass
and gonna stay on your ass til you do the right thing, if that's humanly
possible.
Prez:
Hell, I been doing all I can do. I got you health insurance, didn't I?
MX, Prez,
how a nigguh gonna pay for health insurance with no job?
Prez:
Marv, I did what I can. You know all the jobs and money are gone overseas. What
the hell can I do? All this was in place before I came into the White House.
The jobs are gone to China, India, Brazil, and there's nothing I can do about
it? The Indians say they'll come to America and hire our workers but at the
same wages paid in India. You know them Coolies are crazy. Ain't no American
MBA gonna work for $14,000 per year when they used to $140,000 per year.
MX: Prez,
I know you can configure something to get our people and the masses of
Americans back to work doing something.
Prez:
Hell, seem like there ought to be a few job openings, after all, I sent a
million illegals back across the border.
MX: Prez,
you know ain't no nigguh doing what the Mexicans do, and work hard at it, and
be on time.
Prez: I
did what I can do. I can't do everything, I'm not a miracle worker.
MX: But
you said change we can believe.
Prez:
Yes, change you can believe, but what is belief? I know what I know and I know
I'm getting the hell out the White House. I've had enough of those No People.
Let them fight between themselves like blind fools, Democrats and Republicans,
two sides of the same intractable coin of white supremacy. Didn't you write
about it?
MX: Yes,
you mean my book How to Recover to the Addiction to White Supremacy?
Prez: I
read it. Very insightful. But you know white people ain't ready to recover from
white supremacy.
MX: Of
course not, too many white privileges. Like Chris Rock said, "I'm a rich
nigguh, but don't no white man wanna be Chris Rock.” So you have no solution to
the job crisis in America?
Prez:
Marv, you know the solution is to redistribute the wealth, and who's ready to
share the wealth, not the guys I know on Wall Street, people in the
military/corporate complex and international finance. They say they will destroy
the world before they give up white supremacy. I tried to compromise with them,
but you were right when you wrote about them and described them as the No
People.
MX: Well,
Prez, if you change your mind, let me know.
Prez:
Marv, I'm the first Black President. I am satisfied to go down in history as
that. Ain't that a hell of a thang? The first nigguh
president.
MX: Yeah,
nobody can take that away from you, whether you accomplished anything else,
guess it don't matter.
Prez: Not
to me, fuck it. Let me go home to Chicago. To hell with those hard headed,
recalcitrant, incorrigible, die hard, Republican devils and their tea party
sycophants. At least I did one thing.
MX:What's
that?
Prez: I
got that Osama bin Laden bitch.
MX: I
thought he died five years ago of a liver condition.
Prez:
Marv, my Seals got that motherfucker. Don't believe all that conspiracy
bullshit.
MX:
Where's the body, Prez.
Prez: We
had to dispose of the body. Those Muslims would turn his grave into a shrine
for terrorism, you know that.
MX: What about Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Libya,
Somalia.
Prez: Marv, I'm trying to deal with those issues
right now, but we'll still be over there killing for the next hundred years,
hell, how long we been in Korea, Japan and Germany. Hey, I gotta get back to
work (laughs). We'll talk again soon, I promise.
MX: Thank you, Mr. Prez.
15/8/11
President Obama on Troop Withdrawal from
Afghanistan
A
fictional speech
By
Marvin X
Good
evening, my fellow Americans. You some silly mother-fuckers. Do you think I'm
gonna bring a bunch of troops home from Afghanistan when my generals tell me
they can make a few more billion dollars if we keep the troop level up. I'm not
gonna do that, hell naw. As long as my name is Barack Hussein Obama, yes, who
sane Obama, but you insane if you think the thirty thousand troops I sent over
there to kill those mountain goats are coming home anytime soon.
Oh, I
might bring home two or three thousand, mostly the wounded with their brains
shot out, those with no legs, no arms, we'll send them home, but you know it
takes 30 thousand to capture or kill 100 to 500 Al Quida, yes, do the math, 30
thousand men at the cost of one million dollars each--now we don't pay them
damn fool grunts no million dollars, but the generals get most of it for their
retirement and when they come home to set up defense related corporations. You
know the drill, don't you? You know politics and capitalism is dirty, filthy
and funky like a ghetto ho. Hee hee hee. vote for me, I'll set you free!
You know
we gotta take care of our generals, since they protect us round the world so
you dumb sombitches can ride around in your SUVs, playing soccer mom and your
husbands can ride through the ghetto at night picking up little black girls for
prostitution. Now if you fuck with my little girls, I'm coming after that ass
like I did that boy, our boy, Osama bin Laden.
Yes, I
got that motherfucker. Hell, it was close to election time so I had to do
something. Shot that motherfucker between the eyes and had my boys fuck his
three wives fore we got outta Pakistan.
Back to
Afghanistan. It is ten billion dollars a month to chase them mountain goats up
and down them fuckin mountains, some ten thousand feet to twelve thousand feet
up. But we makin progress so we can't leave now. Too much money involved and
too much dope. Karzai and his brother are dealing too much dope and it's too
good to cut and run now, except for a little draw down fore election time, hee
hee hee. Vote for me, I'll set you free, you dumb motherfuckers, especially my
nigguhs.
How ma
nigguhs doing in da hood? Ya'll still got yo shirt on, pants? I know you ain't
got no job, ain't got no house, but you know I had to help my boys on Wall
Street. I ain't stupid now, hell, I'm a Harvard nigguh, my nigguhs. Gotta help
my brotherhood of thieves and robbers. If ya'll stop going to prison and come
to Harvard, we'll show you how to be real criminals.
And they
lettin all nigguhs and poor people into Harvard for free, what's wrong wit ya
nigguhs? Get yo ass out dem prison cells and come to Harvard so you can be
trained to be a real criminal. Look, we ain't gonnna keep payin no $200,000 a
year to keep you little snotty nose motherfuckers in juvenile hall. We go put
you in Harvard. I'll talk to my man Skip Gates bout giving you a little black
studies, none of dat radical shit, some miller lite shit, but I want you to
major in crime, how to rob motherfuckers in broad daylight, cheat people out da
homes, jobs, take everything, don't leave a motherfucker nothing. Take his wife
too. Hee hee hee, vote for me, I'll set ya free!
Back to
Afghanistan. I told them mountain goats if they lay down their arms I will pay
for them to go to school, get them housing and get them jobs. But them
motherfuckers too dumb, can't count to ten. They can fight like hell when they
wanna, but they don't want no schoolin, remind me of you nigguhs in da hood.
But they worse than you nigguhs, these mountain goats won't even let the women
go to school, lease you boyz in da hood ain't dat stupid. Vote fa me, I'll set
ya free.
Now you
boyz and girls in da hood might wonder why I don't give you motherfuckers jobs
if you lay down yo guns and stop terrorizing you mama, daddy, grandpa and
grandma, yo woman and babies, yes, you nigguhs is killing yo babies
too--sometimes ya'll bad as them mountain goats bombing everything with they
good suicide asses. Talkin bout they go get some virgins in Paradise. Do the
women get dicks in Paradise? Hee, hee hee. Vote fa me, I'll set ya free!!!!
Let me
finish this bullshit speech up so I can hit my cigarette, maybe a little one on
one too. Michelle makes me go to a special little room she fixed up for me in
the White House to do my thang. You know how them bitches is, always wanna fix
up some shit fa a man. Bitch, I'm the motherfuckin Prez, bitch! Better leave me
the fuck alone and take care of dem guls and yo mama.
Back to
Afghanistan. We go bring home two or three thousand troops and don't fuck with
me about it. Matter of fact, kiss my black yellow ass, especially you
Republicans and that Cornel West bitch! American people, good night. Prosperity
is just around the corner, soon a chicken in every pot. Hee hee hee. Vote for
me, I'll set you free!
6/23/11
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