Ethos Cosmos

Ethos Cosmos

There is an American song prominent on the lips of the global community; the music of a one world government, an all-powerful state to be sung by all and sundry. The entire world is subject to its dictates as is certain in almost every form of entertainment. The government that spurned the `American Dream' failed to see its fruition and even if on the off chance that the present administration deals with the vicarious needs of the former, it is void of the prerequisite i.e. `innocence'. By any sociological estimation however, should the world ever become a professed conglomerate, the United States would be in the seat of power.

Unique, not just to America, is the vast diversity of people. It is her most valuable weapon; the embodiment of variegated values that have come to define what it is to be American. The full experience therefore involves a penchant for white, black, Mexican, Spanish, French, etc. American history is indebted to many ethnicities being born a colony itself but the reverse is accepted as norm now. With the advent of technology, albeit amoral and in some way a natural progression for mankind, the world is (as they say) a global village. But even more to note is that the world in some respect maintain as a mental colony of the compound interests of a pseudo-sovereign state.

The nucleus of the idiosyncratic ignominy sweeping across the cosmos is that the multitude of tribes and ethnic nations worldwide seek inane credibility at the foot of confluent America. The global populace are inculcated with value systems through arms of administration dominant in entertainment streams i.e. the media. The end result of such infestation is a grotesque and inglorious pastiche that is evident in most third world countries that idolise and unduly venerate all things American.

Outliving the hubristic programme of slavery is the birth of a new people, worthy of their vassalage. Like the Jews and various other ethnic groups, the Diaspora of black people from their home continent of Africa into the malevolent clutches of white civilisation brought about a colossal mutation. It plunged the survivors of the tyranny into cultures that weren't acclimatised to that kind of change leaving them as pariahs in their vicinities. Adaptation is one of the constituents of human life and activities and thus they tried. The civil rights activism was one such movement as well as the innumerable daily lives of blacks the world over.

Across the pacific is yet another type of fight; one without an arena, a prize or an enemy. The British public, in their characteristic condescending munificence, have little remorse for victims of an ill era. In addition to the stolid climate, they are ever cautious in their multiracial charity. A national vigilance of this nature cripples the racial harmony and subliminally breeds apprehension rather than adhesion to its values and morals. Most displaced in the present England is the young black male. If ever the African Americans have found a place or a niche in society, their counterparts in the `United' kingdom see the opposite. A typical (by manner of skin colour and heritage) black male in the general British eye is truant first before human in most instances.

As the African Americans worked out their socio-economic grievances with the government through communication (which invites understanding of each party), the avenues for such agreements is unfound in the autocratic parallel. Failing to carve a niche for himself, a black male is lost to the idylls left by his overbearing travesty in the media. If that fails he resorts to his very American imagination of success.

Yet a greater problem faces the Anglo-African; in the quest to flush with the culture that he is immersed into, he semi-abandons his heritage. Many abscond from their African descent, some by changing their names, others by neglecting their ethics, to `fit in'. Those that buy in completely to the traditional British stoicism are covertly rejected by their `people' and aren't fully embraced by their white colleagues. It is this dichotomy that forces the half-breed black male into the parochial etiquette of an imagined way of life through hardships; a pejorative principle sold in the media as the behaviour of fellow deprived young minds i.e. the ghetto or the hood. Like minds collect. Humans are adamant in the face of change. Success of any sort is never easily won. All of these single statements hold true and therefore set out a trajectory for the course of the young black male in the middle of his chaotic division. Among the many issues that plague him is the lack or the absence of a father figure, a holy paradigm to emulate, a value system that consummates his already formed ideas, a freedom to be and above all communication (which invites understanding from both parties) between him and the authority.

For all the insularities that will want to preserve the vitriolic stasis of an entire race or a parish of ethnics, understand that the saying: `when in Rome act as the Romans' leaves us all moral whores and ill principled prostitutes already in violation of the universal laws of humanity.

And for the members of the (divinely) charred race:

`It seems that we are our own demons and above all that we earned from white oppressors in the time past is the knowledge of how to enslave, for with this knowledge we bind ourselves with inaction and ineptitude.'

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