Albinism in the movies again

10,000 BC the movie.

Give me a break

I just rented 10,000 BC on DVD. Good grief. We are well into the new millennium and Hollywood is still exploiting albinos as monsters and oddities.

Unlike the rest of the 6 billion people on earth, I actually liked the movie. Of course it was stupid. Of course they cast Whites as the lead characters. Of course none of the CGI people realized that pachyderms such as mammoths don’t gallop. But, hey, it was a fantasy. If you can watch Stargate, you can watch this.

Of course the scenes I liked most were the ones with people with albinism in them. In reading some of the less insulting online reviews I see that no one took these scenes seriously. How could you? That is, unless you are a follower of Dr. Welsing who believes the White race was fathered by a race of African albinos. Talk about fantasy.

Anyway, why do the albinos have to be blind? We are not blind. We have crappy vision, but we are not blind. The All Powerful head albino was so hideous and fearsome to look upon that he had to wear a veil. His subjects covered their eyes rather than look at him. Even when he fell in death the veil only showed his chin and not his eyes. For some reason our eyes must freak pigmented people out. I guess because they think we all have pink or white eyes. Give me a break.

In case you missed it, the blind slave who spoke about the so called Gods was also a person with albinism.

We PWA still have a long way to go in the entertainment industry. We will have to endure a lot more of these exploitation movies before we are accepted as real people. But then again, people in wheelchairs are still depicted as evil or pitiable or super human, and people of short stature are still playing Santa’s elves.

All that being said, I thought the young albinos in the temple were beautiful. I tried to find a movie still but I haven’t yet.

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Some people get it

A few weeks ago I spoke to a man who had become upset and confused by the accusations that somehow pan-Africans with albinism were responsible for the birth of the Arian race.

The man, who calls himself Remi, contacted me after continually reading the words of other pan-Africans that Blacks with albinism are the cause of White people being on the planet and ruining everything. He thought it was ludicrous when people used the phrase “Whites/albinos” to describe the actions of the Arian race. He read further and was horrified to read that phonies had actually written books with fake histories of how albinos were thrown out of our homes (all on the same day, I am guessing) in Africa went on a million year hike to the North, and bred ourselves to each other to breed a race of “White albino mutants.”

In Remi’s words, “The theory that the White race came out of African Albinos is pathetic and from the look of it, a lot of (people) do agree with that joke.” He went on to tell me that the Isis Papers is “a bloody pathetic science fiction from the round about head of a jobless somebody…, which I received in my mail, and I must confess it’s a waste of money from the look of it.”

He wanted to hear from an authentic albino voice so he went to my Golden Child site to get some real history and insight as to whom we are as a people. That’s when he contacted me and we started talking.

My new friend is right when he says that we (pan-Africans) find ways of blaming and attacking ourselves. He was right when he said we are sometimes our own worst enemy. We have found yet another way to divide ourselves while talking of unity. I have found this to be true many times when I join a group of so-called progressive Black people.

Not only do I find some Black social groups albinophobes, I find them to be homophobes, color struck and/or sexist. It turns me off in a big way.

Remi has people with albinism in his family and thinks that one or more of his children will be, “blessed” with albinism.

At least (and at last) somebody gets it. Thank you, Remi for your intelligent insight.

Maybe together we can spread the word that we are being force fed a pile of… well… something I don’t find very tasteful.

Tags: Essays, myth, opinion

Welcome to February

It’s February. The new year is officially no longer new. This is the coldest, darkest, most depressing month of the year. I know the Solstice has passed and the days are getting longer, but February still manages to be the gloomiest month for most people.

I did not accomplish what I wanted to in January. My year is off to an okay start, but not the fireworks I expected out of myself at the end of December. My long To-Do list for January is still mostly undone. For my February list I simply deleted the things I had done, and added a few new items. I left most of the list intact.

Why is it that I seem to always add more items to my list than I remove? My list gets longer rather than shorter or staying the same. My coach says that I have come a long way and gotten many things accomplished. I don’t see it. There’s just too much more to do to achieve my goals.

I have to tolerate February in order to get to March. I just want to get through these 28 days of doldrums and what may seem like endless and meaningless labor and get on to brighter skies, better weather (most of the time) and more reasons to get outside.

Just like Oprah and Obama say, I need to make this my best year ever. In order to do that, I must make this my best month ever. So once again, I am going to lean into the plough and push through this gloomy month.

Here’s hoping your February is as productive as you want it to be.

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