Jan 1, 2015: Another Independence Day Under Occupation

Ours has been a long struggle. It started, 512 years ago in 1503 when the first kidnapped African captives set chained foot on what is now known as Haitian soil.

Back on Jan. 1, 1804, European/U.S. barbarity and savagery received its greatest blow in the Western Hemisphere. We continue to face their guns, greed, foreign germs and odious cruelties. But we also continue to celebrate our victories, humanity and determination never to be as shallow and violent as these enemies. Haitians have been stigmatized and forced to pay with their lives and freedom for that achievement ever since.

Every Jan. 1st marks Haiti’s freedom day.

Oceans of our blood have poured and watered the soil to nourish civilized co-existence on this planet earth and continue, this very minute, to soak the earth needlessly, simply because Haitians were the first to counter, in combat, European/U.S. biological fatalism, destroy their myth of white superiority and to do what even Spartacus could not.

How should Haitians mark this anniversary?

Who should we confer with about our awesome burden, our plight, our long struggle to be treated as human beings by the European discoverers and settlers? About the U.N. soldiers’ massacres; about the US occupation of Haiti behind the UN front; about the US/Euro open-pit mining for Haiti’s untold billions in gold in the time of UN-imported cholera; about the savage disenfranchisement of the impoverished with US-supported sham elections since 2004; about their feudal pillage masked as humanitarian aid in Haiti; about $10 billion in earthquake dollars collected that’s been put in foreign pockets leaving practically no footprint in Haiti; about the use of Haiti misery by the US/UN/NGOs to cash in – market for donation dollars; about the arsonist and firemen role played by the fake humanitarians; about the rapes of our women; importation of cholera that’s killed over 10,000 and infected nearly one million innocent Haitians and the repression of Haiti’s defenseless poor? About the lies of the mainstream media and awful propaganda for empire by the likes of Bill Clinton and Dr. Paul Farmer? (See, Lakou New York interview (in Haytian/Kreyòl) on Haiti’s Riches, 2008; Open pit mining in the time of UN cholera catastrophe is good for who in Haiti?)

Who should we confer with about this insane Western force that attacks all that is not like itself, even though it had no attackers? About Bartholomew De La Casas’ “New World,â€Â€Â enmeshed in its own armor of materiality, caged in centuries of self-serving lies that defends itself endlessly from the planet’s masses, bringing genocide it veils in false declarations of benevolence?â€Â€Â (See full text of HLLN’s regular Jan 1st essay at Another Independence Day Under Occupation http://bit.ly/wXsPKN)

How do we Haitians get justice?

Who do we tell about the UN repackaging old donor pledges and Dr. Paul Farmer and Obama’€˜s complicity in denying the earthquake and cholera victims justice and reparations, all the while telling the world they’re bringing stability, democracy, justice and civilization to Haiti?

How do we show that Haiti’s violence rate is lower than that of most of the tourist destinations in the Caribbean – has one of the lowest violence rates in the Western Hemisphere when the US has a Chapter 7 UN peace enforcement (tourista/MINUSTAH) mission in Haiti collecting over half billion per year when there’s no civil war or peace agreement to enforce?

Who do we tell that the kidnappings, sex slavery and organ trafficking in Haiti are not the work of impoverished Black youths but mostly the work of the wealthy global elites, folks with access to diplomatic pouches, privatized ports and it went nuclear with the kidnapping of democratically elected President Jean Bertrand Aristide by US Special Forces and that the cholera epidemic began under the US occupation of Haiti behind the UN and NGO humanitarian front? How do we show a world, convinced with the false benevolence of the first world rulers, absorbed in white gluttony, profit-over-people values, monopolistic and unfettered capitalism of its absolute evil? How should we Haitians, who still live and breathe free, fight on for ourselves, our children, for those who don’t?

In the book Two Thousand Seasons, Ayi Kwei Armah writes: How have we come to be mere mirrors to annihilations? For whom do we aspire to reflect our people’s death? For whose entertainment shall we sing our agony? In what hopes? That the destroyers, aspiring to extinguish us, will suffer conciliatory remorse at the sight of their own fantastic success? The last imbecile to dream such dreams is dead, killed by the saviors of his dreams.

It is an exercise in futility to go to the perpetrators and executioners of human rights crimes in Haiti in hopes of getting justice for our people.

Those who ousted the constitutional government of Haiti in 2004; “the U.N., which acts as proxy to maintain this international crime, the Haitian lackeys and their Bill Clinton, Paul Farmer and State Department masters“ are dead inside and cannot hear the cries of the Haitian masses.

It’s not their mission or mandate. For they don’t represent life, liberty, democracy, development and decency, but its opposite. This officialdom, this authority, rains death, despotism, destruction, cruelty, inhumanity, injustice, and represents all that civilized peoples worldwide struggle to overcome. They write laws but are too high tech to live them. They mouth words of justice and fairness but their words are DEAD.

To further quote Ghanaian writer, Ayi Kwei Armah: Those utterly dead, never again to awake, such is their muttering.

See for yourself, my people, Paul Farmer’s mutterings and back peddling on the UN as the source of Haiti cholera quoted at Haitians Won’t Play Baseball in the time of Cholera. The Haitian Blogger, December , 2012 http://bit.ly/W5lx56.

But as you read Dr. Farmer’s racist obfuscations and immoral lies that seek to mask the US occupation behind UN front as Haitian progress that is worthy of international support, remember: A zombies mutterings are meaningless.

Ayi Kwei Armah explains what’s to be done with such predators and their blan-peyi Haitian lackeys, for they are dead: “Leave them in their graves. Whatever waking form they wear, the stench of death pours ceaseless from their mouths. From every opening of their possessed carcasses comes death’s excremental pus. Their soul itself is dead and long since putrefied. Would you have your intercourse with these creatures from the graveyard?

NO. Leave the dead in their graves. Speak your righteous message not to these long rotted ashes but address your message, my people, to the living and look only to Desalin’s descendants worldwide. His legacy is liberty. Speak to liberty lovers. Empower the world’s lovers of liberty.

On freedom day, raise up peaceful co-existence in the name of Janjak Desalin, the father of Haitian independence, author of the concept that a Haitian is a freedom lover, no matter his or her skin color or from which branch of that Black woman, mother of all the races “our ultimate root “ he/ she hails from.

Remember that Black as redefined by Desalin means a Lover of Liberty. Therefore, any person, of whatever fabricated social race, who loves freedom and liberty is Black, not white in the pejorative tyrant sense. For, to Haitians, anyone who is a tyrant, no matter what his or her skin color, is deemed white, a blan, a stranger, not family. We speak also, for instance, of Barack Obama, the two warmongering Rices or Colin Powell, servants to the Sodom-Gomorrah vampire system.

Black is also, to Janjak Desalin and his knowledgeable descendants, the color and texture of liberty.

It is because of this Desalin philosophy and psychology that Haitian beliefs are marginalized and why Haitians are forever marked for destruction and annihilation. Our concepts, based on the observable facts of our history, experiences and existence, threaten white supremacy to its core. That is why most people in this world only know the lies told and retold about Haiti, about Haiti’s culture, its psychology, its philosophy.

I’ve written in the Red, Black, Moonlight monologue series, Reaching for Black, keeps me from bursting into flames. For it is that reaching which defines and gives texture to our struggle. Our independence and freedom is divine and as black as primordial space, as black as the firmament from which creation sprang the color of carbon, the key atom found in all living matter. All who are Haitian carry particles of a culture, where every vibratory energy comes out of the dark melanin seed, that Haiti and Africa owns, which captures light and reproduces itself and various hues and shades, full of multidimensional patterns, disparate energies, eternal seeds.

Remember and celebrate the road traveled

Humbled by the courage of the Haitians who left us a freedom legacy to live, a liberated psychology to help free Africa’s children from all sorts of colonization, a philosophy to extend, on Independence Day, we remember, respect and honor our deep roots even as we continue to face officialdom’s bitter lies, its white despotism and racist disdain. We face its lies and half-truths, such as written by the likes of the fake progressives bringing Hollywood to celebrate the opening of a sweatshop as the height of building Haiti back better  or their various mainstream press chums, who continually call Haiti a hell hole, violent, full of ignorant blacks, infectious, while calling their imposed Martelly/Lamothe regime progress, its reign democracy and their last sham election-under-occupation worthy.

On our Independence Day, Haitians shall come together to stand tall within ourselves against the empire’s lies and stigmas. We’ve survived. We know who we are, what we are and that we’ve got roots to keep us strong.

Our history of survival is our greatest asset and rallying point. We exist still because we have ALWAYS defined ourselves, extended ourselves, given value to ourselves, our life, strengths, ancestors, history and heroes, when the world’s greatest armies, media and superpowers have not.

In fact, white officialdom and its Haitian blan-peyi lackeys are united solely in their refusal to recognize Haiti’s value, its sovereignty and right to self-determination. Death, imprisonment, suffering and sacrifice may be our perennial plight in this, Bartholomew De La Casa’s New World. Yet try as the pathetic likes of Bill Clinton/Paul Farmer may to tell Haitians what we are worth, how exclusionary elections are “our dueâ€Â€Â and that repression is liberty, they fool and shame only themselves and their restavek Haitian lackeys.

Ayi Kwei Armah writes, “A people losing sight of origins is dead. A people deaf to purposes is lost. Under fertile rain, in scorching sunshine, there is no difference: their bodies are mere corpses, awaiting final burial.”

As flesh and blood, endowed by our creator with the right to life, we claim the natural right to just retribution, to self-defense, to equal application of international laws governing human and civil rights. For we are certain, if not in this lifetime, then in our children or great-grandchildren’s time, the day will come when the fiendish fake progressives like Paul Farmers of this world will answer for the Haitian lives they’ve helped to destroy down the centuries and generations. The day will come, as surely as tomorrow is already here, and Haitians all over the world, who have survived the US occupation’s bloody carnage since 2004, will continue demanding an end to the masking of the tyranny as a way of remembering our independence from European/ U.S. official servitude and its manifold injustices.

Every tomorrow will be our Independence Day. Every tomorrow we Haitians shall extend our independence, blocking re-colonization, its modern day applications and their new rods of empire – endless use of progressive credentials of the likes of Paul Farmer, Bill Clinton, Ban Ki Moon and Jim Wong Kim to hide the disconcerting savagery of the US occupation of Haiti since 2004. Every tomorrow, even if placed in jail, forgotten and abandoned like Catholic nun Dona Belizaire and Vodouist, Ougan Zaza (Frantz Jean Raymond) or in exile or contained in poverty, we wonâ€Â€Â™t relent but shall recount our glorious history of struggle ad nauseam, until no doubt remains that we are indeed Desalin’s descendants.

My people, leave the dead in their graves and look to Desalin’s descendants. Gather the living un-coopted Haitians, drink soup joumou, play Desalin’s anthem, recount the StoryofJanjak – the greatest hero to ever live, meditate on Boukman’s prayer. Remember Desalin’s Law, read the two (November 29, 1803 and January 1, 1804) Haitian Declaration of Independence to your children. Call on Defile, Gran Toya, Gran Guiton, Marijann, Kapwa Lamò, Sanit Belè, Bwaron Tonè, Anri Kristof, Boukman, Makandal, Chalemayn Peralt and Katrin Flon. Like Moriso Lewa, say “Thank you – Mèsi Papa Desalinâ€Â€Â and celebrate our living history. Keep making that history. Remember and celebrate the dignity of one of the least violent peoples in the Western Hemisphere, the Ezili Dantò generosity of Haiti’s present and historical women warriors. Remember our roots, our struggle – its vast glory. Nou fè yon sel kò.

Those roots are our living way, our legacy, our path to freedom and our light that’s impossible to lose. Its remembrance calls us, animates us and keeps us moving through these unspeakable sufferings and grief.

On our Independence Day, Jan. 1, 2013, and on every other tomorrow to come, we shall forget the dead living amongst us, sucking our blood like the vampires they are. These parasites have lost sight of Haiti’s origins – its sanctity, divinity and goodness, its gift of liberty and fraternity, when all around the Europeans settlers were bringing only depravity.

Desalin’s descendants hold a sacred trust. Our mission is to live free, not to live as dead zombies, corporate or U.N. sell-outs, servile to gluttonous and inhuman greed like the Bafyòti restaveks and their vampirish white masters.

“Kanga Mundele,â€Â€Â said the spirit of Ezili Dantò that mounted that great mambo Cecile Fatiman, on Aug. 14, 1791, at Bwa Kayiman, the ceremony that began the great Haitian Revolution. Kanga Mundele means “kill the strangerâ€Â€Â in Kikongo – “kill the stranger within,â€Â€Â “amongst usâ€Â€Â – and also means “long live freedom.â€Â€Â

Indeed our freedom still lives. Despite 503 years of grief, Haitians are still here – standing on truth, living without fear. Nou La!We don’t get much press, but we’re here! Nou la. Kanga Mundele!

Ezili Dantò of HLLN
Li led li la
January 1, 2017
(For more on the non-colonial narrative on Haiti, go to: Jan 1, 2012 Another Independence Day under occupation at http://bit.ly/wXsPKN and, in general at https://ezilidanto.com/)

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Èzili Dantò Note: I write this essay every January 1. Haiti holds the line 211 years since our independence on Jan. 1, 1804 and 512 years since the first African was brought in chains to Ayiti in the Western Hemisphere by the European slavers in 1503.

“Oceans of our blood have poured and watered the soil to nourish civilized co-existence on this planet Earth and continue, this very minute, to soak the earth needlessly, simply because Haitians were the first to counter, in combat, European/U.S. biological fatalism, destroy their myth of white superiority and to do what even Spartacus could not.”–Èzili Dantò of HLLN

“For whose entertainment shall we sing our agony? To the destroyers, aspiring to extinguish us, reveling in their own fantastic success? The last imbecile to dream such dreams is dead, killed by the saviors of his dreams.†— by Ayi Kwei Armah

INTRO:

Jan 1 – New Year and Haiti Independence Day

Happy New Year everyone. Hope you’re looking forward to a more humane, prosperous, more loving and joyful 2015. Thank you for your support during the past year. It is greatly appreciated and we look forward to all your participation and reflections to come this New Year.

We begin the New Year by celebrating Haiti’s 209th year of independence, even while we’re under US occupation behind UN front today. The Ancestor’s achievements guides us to another tomorrow.

Lanmou, fòs, kouraj, sante, pwosperite. Wi nou soufri kriz, boulvèsman,
okipasyon Meriken, retou kolon, trayizon restavek yo, tranbleman tè, siklòn, grangou klorox, lavi chè, vol resous peyi a, e chomaj oksidantal. Men, lan
mitan tout sa, GRANMOUN kompran byen: Ginen poze. Gade andedan w, wap wè: Ayiti se yon plas ansyen li ye, tè sakre nou. Ou se Ayisyen. Veso sakre.
Timoun ki fèk parèt sou latè, ki tou ti bebe e ki panse lamò se lavi etenèl
pakapab vinn ranse ak Ginen Fran. Si w granmoun, Ayibobo pou ou.

May the spirit of the Bwa Kayiman Ancestors guide us more in 2015. Viv
Desalin! Viv Ayiti! Viv Vètyè! Viv lame endijèn Ayisyen an. Kouwòn pou
Defile. Aba okipasyon. Mèsi papa Desalin.

Love, light and honor,

Èzili Dantò of HLLN
Desalin is Rising!
January 1, 2017
(See also special Jan 1st posting of Desalin’s Constitution (Kreyòl and English))

Desalin is Rising

“For whose entertainment shall we sing our agony? To the destroyers, aspiring to extinguish us, reveling in their own fantastic success? The last imbecile to dream such dreams is dead, killed by the saviors of his dreams.†–Èzili Dantò

^{Al Jazeera on UN repackaging fake cholera aid for Haiti}

^{Enjoy Yves Point Du Jour on Al Jazeera speaking what the white saviors always block, speaking the Haiti majority’s narrative! “Haitians are tired of the US occupation, we won’t play baseball†– Yves Point Du Jour}

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Jan 1st: Another Independence Day Under Occupation

Ours has been a long struggle. It started, over 500 years ago in 1503 when the first kidnapped African captives set chained foot on what is now known as Haitian soil.

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