With an education system that teaches us to memorize certain facts, but not to analyze and think, and with a failing structure that deserts ethics and life itself, one does not have to be blind to see that there are incredible changes going on now that are disturbing our sense of peace and security. For most of the world, there has not ever been “peace” and “security.” The global cognitive dissonance is real. For Europeans, South and Central Americans, indigenous cultures, Asian nations, and almost everywhere, a rise in anger, confusion, and disillusionment is going on. It speaks, from my point of view, at various levels of the success that the state (wherever and whichever) has had, in blinding people to the truths of history, culture, and certain factors of life. In fact, there are many who will die with an understanding that war, victory, and narcissism are normal and perennial.
Displacement is a condition of being out-of-sorts, dissociated, gnawingly empty in some portion of something or some place or as Self. Displacement, from a cultural studies, anthropology, sociology point-of-reference, can seem “normal” and “everyday” precisely because we live in the post-colonial condition. Decades and decades of colonialism, globalizing white heterosexist patriarchies.
Here is the second installment of my video series.
It is a visual poem. Read, listen, feel, think.
Hopefully you will be curious, look up information and terms you don’t quite know or understand.
Be outraged? Become more understanding? Curious?
Watch this in HD for the best view!
If you prefer VIMEO – the same video is here: https://vimeo.com/153967699
The Black Pacific, which is the locus of this Blog-site you are engaging with, is a particular conceptual frame through which I work and experiment with the readers, engaging in reflections and revelations on Pacific and Asia-Pacific oppressions, hypodescent, and identities.
So in 2005, Ryuichi Sakamoto, famous composer-musician from Japan, translated the song, remembered widely by many Japanese as the powerful song sung by Roots singer Chitose Hajime, accompanied by Ryuichi Sakamoto, on Japanese national television in August 2005 on the grounds of the Peace Dome in Hiroshima, observing the 60th anniversary of the dropping of the Atomic Bomb on Hiroshima by the US.
During the immediate postwar, the Japanese government and newly formed civic leaders, were in heated debates on what to do with the mixed-Japanese children left by US, British, Australian, and other allied nations’ military men, with the majority being by the US Americans.
We are both governed and we govern. We govern ourselves, to some extent.
We are also governed, in some extent.
When we don’t know histories, and the history of our own ancestries and legacies, we are ignorant, then of certain patterns and therefore reasons and connections.
We are connected.