Biko, Steve; Aelred Stubbs (intro);
I Write what I Like
Harper & Row, 1986, 216 pages
ISBN 0062500554, 9780062500557
topics: | south-africa | essays | postcolonial
This volume is a collection of articles, lectures, trial testimoniesand letters by Steve Biko, one of the most influential among early critics of apartheid.
Now it would have been bloody useful evidence for them to assault me.
Biko formed the Sougth African Student's Organization (SASO) while studying medicine at the University of Natal - the main university was whites-only; he was at the non-European branch.
Though repeatedly arrested, Biko was never convicted of any violent act. On 18 August 1977, he was arrested for the last time under the Terrorism Act. He was transferred to Port Elizabeth, where he died in detention on 12 September. There was intense media pressure, including international coverage which led to a fair inquest - one of the first for a detention death in the apartheid era. It turned out that he was kept naked and manacled to a grill all day, and slept on the urine soaked blankets at night. He was killed after being battered on the head. Biko's funeral saw bus-loads of mourners coming to Biko's burial town (King William’s Town). The streets were lined with solemn Black youth standing with their clenched fists raised. Prominent white liberals like Helen Suzman and the black American diplomat, Donald McHenry attended. There were about 20,000 people who marched and sang freedom songs. For five hours, speakers eulogised Biko. The Reverend Xundu, the Transkei Anglican priest, who presided over the funeral, appealed to God to take sides with the oppressed to overthrow the system.
the most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed.
The call for Black Consciousness is the most positive call to come from any group in the black world for a long time. It is more than just a reactionary rejection of whites by blacks. The quintessence of it is the realisation by the blacks that, in order to feature well in this game of power politics, they have to use the concept of group power and to build a strong foundation for this. Being an historically, politically, socially and economically disinherited and dispossessed group, they have the strongest foundation from which to operate. The philosophy of Black Consciousness, therefore, expresses group pride and the determination by the blacks to rise and attain the envisaged self.
At the heart of this kind of thinking is the realisation by the blacks that the most potent weapon in the hands of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed. Once the latter has been so effectively manipulated and controlled by the oppressor as to make the oppressed believe that he is a liability to the white man, then there will be nothing the oppressed can do that will really scare the powerful masters. Through the work of missionaries and the style of education adopted, the blacks were made to feel that the white man was some kind of god whose word could not be doubted. As Fanon puts it: Colonialism is not satisfied merely with holding a people in its grip and emptying the Native's brain of all form and content; by a kind of perveted logic, it turns to the past of the oppressed people and distorts, disfigures, and destroys it. The attitude of some rural African folk who are against education is often misunderstood, not least by the African intellectual. Yet the reasons put forward by these people carry with them the realisation of their inherent dignity and worth. They see education as the quickest way of destroying the substance of the African culture. They complain bitterly of the disruption in the life pattern, nonobservation of customs, and constant derision from the nonconformists whenever any of them go through school. Lack of respect for the elders is, in the African tradition, an unforgivable and cardinal sin. Yet how can one prevent the loss of respect of child for father when the child is actively taught by his know-all white tutors to disregard his family's teachings? How can an African avoid losing respect for his tradition when in school his whole cultural background is summed up in one word: barbarism? 70
[based on a 1977 interview] You are either alive and proud or you are dead. p.152 I was talking to this policeman, and I told him, "If you want us to make any progress, the best thing is for us to talk. Don't try any form of rough stuff, because it just won't work." And this is absolutely true also. For I just couldn't see what they could do to me which would make me all of a sudden soften to them. If they talk to me, well I'm bound to be affected by them as human beings. But the moment they adopt rough stuff, they are imprinting in my mind that they are police. And I only understand one form of dealing with police, and that's to be as unhelpful as possible. So I button up. And I told them this: "It's up to you." We had a boxing match the first day I was arrested. Some guy tried to clout me with a club. I went into him like a bull. I think he was under instructions to take it so far and no further, and using open hands so that he doesn't leave any marks on the face. And of course he said exactly what you were saying just now: "I will kill you." He meant to intimidate. And my answer was: "How long is it going to take you?" Now it would have been bloody useful evidence for them to assault me. [Indeed, his death generate powerful "evidence" for the sins of apartheid.]
Steve Bantu Biko was a courageous man. This is not to say that he was callously neglectful of the value of life, including his own, but rather he was a man for whom life was so valuable that the fear of death could be transcended. The consequence was that he found a way for word and deed to meet and thus to achieve the urgently political and the genuinely liberating. Brutalized to death in the flesh, he left his words to unfold through three decades in a continued challenge to every human being to carry on the fight for our humanity. Dust though his body has become, his ideas live on. You hold in your hand, dear reader, a classic work in black political thought and the liberation struggle for all humankind. I mention both to emphasize the paradox offered by blackness as the limit — as the periphery or the margin -in the modern, racist world where whites are treated as the carriers of universal humanity, although the world of color often admits the genuinely universal and often hidden aspects of the modern world: its dirty laundry or, in the formulation of the Latin American philosopher Enrique Dussel, its "underside."
An imbalance of power and perspective is the consequence of white privilege, and it has led to what I call a theodicy of the West. Theodicy is the effort to account for the compatibility of evil or injustice with the existence of an omnipotent, omniscient, and good God. If God is all-powerful, all-knowing, and all-good, why doesn't God do something about injustice in the world? White supremacists rationalize modern racism as a consequence of God's favor of white people. Biko challenges such views of God in "Black Souls in White Skins?" in which he writes that the revolt of black youth is the most reasonable response: The anachronism of a well-meaning God who allows people lo suffer continually under an obviously immoral system is not lost to young blacks who continue to drop out of Church by the hundreds. |The Bible] must rather preach that it is a sin to allow oneself to be oppressed. God has been replaced in the modern world by an order or system that is to be maintained at all cost. In theological language, such rationalization of modern racism is a form of idolatry because it treats the system as God, although Biko does not put it this way. Racism can be described as a form of idolatry in that it holds one class of people above others as intrinsically superior. This means that it creates a double standard for human membership. On the one hand, if those who are "below" consider themselves human, then those who are "above" are suprahuman or demigods. And if those who are "above" consider themselves human, then those who are "below" are subhuman and closer to animals. [Reading these ideas in the 21st century one cannot but be struck by the notion that many human groups - Palestinians, Santhals, shack-blacks - are perceived as "sub-human" while the demigods rule from the Madison Avenue. In the _Bonfire of the Vanities, these "Masters of the Universe" adopt this view towards these lesser humans: "If you want to live in New York, you've got to insulate, insulate, insulate," [against the misery of the blacks] One work that addreses the anger this generates - Islam is only the largest group facing it - is the powerful Pakistani writer Mohsin Hamid's The Reluctant Fundamentalist (2008) in which the Pakistani-born McKinsey consultant eventually chucks up his job to become - or at least show sympathy for - the terrorists, a story that closely follows Mohsin's own career. ]
This is the relational theory of racism. It enables us to see the problem of normativity that emerges in what Frantz Fanon and subsequently David Theo Goldberg call "racist culture." Those who place all others beneath themselves create a situation in which the assertion of their humanity and their superiority becomes superfluous. They literally are the standpoint of nil reality. This means, then, that racism is fundamentally asymmetrical, and it is this pervasive asymmetry that marks many of the contradictions in efforts from within the racist system to liberate blacks. Biko's trenchant criticisms of unequal power relations bring this argument to the fore. Much of Biko's energy is devoted to criticizing the liberal in both the condescending white and the idiotic black forms. The black liberal is idiotic because black people lack power in a white-controlled system. The white liberal, on the other hand, operates from the vantage point of having something — perhaps a great deal — to lose in the event of progressive social change. The white liberal's offer to help has an air of condescension because it masks a profound existential investment in the continuation of the racist system. Thus, the white liberal always insists on offering the theoretical or interpretive strategies against antiblack racism, but such strategies often act to preserve the need for white liberals as the most cherished members and overseers of values in their society. In Biko's words: I am against the superior-inferior white-black stratification that makes the white a perpetual teacher and the black a perpetual pupil (and a pour one at that).
Biko refuses to be told what to think and what to write. "I write what I like," he declares under the clever pseudonym Frank Talk. The clarity of Frank Talk is a demand for truth. He reveals here the unique, doubled relationship blacks have with European civilizations: blacks face a world of lies in which they are forced to pretend as true that which is false and pretend as false that which is true. This is the insight behind what is perhaps the most powerful trope of black theoretical reflection, introduced by W. E. B. Du Bois more than a century ago — double consciousness.