Bleeding Ireland and Black America
Fall Road is deserted. Only a few dirt-caked, barefoot, Irishmen can be seen
shivering in the adjacent park. We walk past the Catholic neighborhoods knowing, at
moment, buildings might explode and automatic weapon fire could lacerate the air on
every side of us. Belfast is charming, apart from the harsh reality of guerrilla
terrorism being common occurrences. For the first time, throughout my three month
of seventeen different European countries, I feel truly threatened. The tension
into a nearby pub where an old man asks "Are you jus daft? Or do ya have relatives
His words hinted at my grandfather's blunt, yet kindly, expression concerning his
birthplace in N. Ireland, "If you haven't been there yet, don't go there."
I can remember the lyrics of a Naughty by Nature song blaring over my car
"If you have never been to the ghetto, don't ever come to the ghetto," as I put in
My thought stream continues as it takes me to another place where guerrilla warfare
terrorism are a part of daily life.
The gunshots and unruly pitbull barking registers over the calm of the wet
playground. Trash strings the streets and every dwelling has an eight foot, black,
fence circuitously about it. Two white faces gape over the hood of a parked
Besides the police parked down the block, they are probably the only Caucasians in
mile square radius. Two companies of drug dealers fire at will scrambling for
control of a
superior capital making outpost. Even at nine o'clock in the morning the combat
I was one of those faces peering over the car hood with horror and revolution
my eyes. N. Richmond is a product of the same type of oppression and violence that
deep into the people of N. Ireland. In the logical evolution of an oppressed people
rights movement was essential. "It was necessary to bravely confront our most
issues as a people: Racial[religious, gender, class.
..] hierarchy and the
wealth and power." 1If only for a brief moment we achieved this, at least it
must study the past in order to get to the future. If you don't know where you came
how can you possibly figure out where you are going and that is why many people
rooted in the same place.
For centuries, England has kept Ireland under its colonial thumb, starving
people and manipulating them as slave labor. England stole much of Ireland's