I’m really looking for what may have been the driving motivation and reward. The focus is on your personal drive for the interest and what you gained from it.
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Weed and Prince Buster. Haitain history radicalized me. Now I’m an Anarcho Syndicalist that is deep into mutual aid networks and community outreach in my neighborhood. Community organization is so important and rewarding in my life now.
Weed and Prince Buster.
Can you elaborate on this pls?
Haitain history radicalized me.
Haitian history is so interesting. They have been punished for being the first successful slave revolt. Have you seen the movie Burn!? If not, I highly recommend it. It can be an upsetting movie, I think it’s essential for anyone that wants to understand the transition from slave to capitalist economies and how racism is ingrained in all of it.
I’m an Anarcho Syndicalist that is deep into mutual aid networks and community outreach in my neighborhood. Community organization is so important and rewarding in my life now.
Nice! 🏴🚩 I’ve been meaning to get back into volunteering locally. I appreciate the encouragement your comment gave me. If you don’t mind sharing, what communities are you working in and how did you get active in them?
This is a very public platform and you’re asking somewhat private questions. My humble suggestion is that you find causes that you care about, look up organisations that cater to those causes and reach out. For me it was joining up with the local Food Not Bombs. Usually there’s relevant flyers at the local vegan cafe, co-op, employee owned cafe, church foyer, or soup kitchen.
Good luck.
Got a bit interested in AAVE when I happened to end up as the token white guy in a D&I club that was literally entirely black women and one AFAB Black NB.
Felt like a kid getting a gold star sticker when one of them said I was understanding their stuff better than the assigned prof who was a literal trained expert on the stuff, mostly because they was a real jackass.
I grew up in a boring northern state and moved to California. My world opened and, well, I never went back.
My midwestern US schooling taught me almost nothing about African or diaspora history beyond the slave trade. When I learned that there was a whole big huge continent whose history I didn’t know, I was fascinated. Simultaneously, I was awakening to the systemic injustice that Afro-folks experience in the United States, and wanted to learn as much as I could about their background and context.
My first and only full BF is of Malagasy heritage, complete with the accent, though anytime I mention his culture having grown on me, there are people who will say “Madagascar isn’t real African culture” since it was settled by Indonesians from the thirteenth century and was an extension of their own Buddhist existence. Other than that, I went down an Afro-Latino rabbit hole whilst learning that the majority of the conquistadors had African heritage and an Afro-Carribean rabbit hole due to Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, both being insightful.
