This recent Hurricane season has captured the world’s attention and has us all questioning what the experts really know, if anything, and the talk hurricane and Slavery. This leads me to ask why one would believe such as story as Africans being angry hundreds of years later and showing that anger by releasing the spirit of a horrible hurricane to destroy and take lives over all these years.
The only correlation I noticed between the two was that both had the same start. Hurricanes have proven that most are formed around Africa’s coast and follow the same path as slave ships. There are African-American folktales about Hurricanes being the energy source of our ancestors; stolen Africans, beaten and lost at sea. Can Hurricanes be a mythical avenger that comes to right the wrongs of our ancestors? Souls of the sea, who unleash their wrath annually unto their oppressors?
Is there a connection between the Atlantic Slave Trade Routes and the path taken by hurricanes? If so, what about those who did not die while en route but made it to live out their lives as slaves? What vengeance do they get?
Grenada’s Underwater sculptures: A tribute to fallen African slaves
Located in Grenada’s Moilinere Bay, Jason de Caires Taylor’s underwater sculptures are monuments created to pay homage to the hundreds of slaves seeking freedom or who were forced to jump overboard slave ships traveling through the Middle Passage.
Some would like to see it that way, but a Hurricane like all-natural disasters does not discriminate. I would hope that if a spell of a sort were cast into the ocean in honor of my ancestors, its effects would not affect black people. It would be irresponsible and cruel of them to call upon this mythical storm to be released in the same direction as their loved ones.
Yes, they traveled the same path as Hurricanes, but wouldn’t that mean they were affected by Hurricanes as well? Maybe, they prayed that the oceans would swallow the entire ship so that they may have rest and peace, not this hoodoo stuff.
I wouldn’t say I like all the hype about an ocean full of angry African souls who have not found peace and are out for revenge. It’s hard being alive seeing all the suffering just from this past Hurricane season, but to have people speak positively about my ancestors in this manner is heartbreaking.
Hurricanes bring death, destruction, and suffering to all people, no matter race, economic or social status. Katrina proved that the majority of people affected were poor black people. Yet, there’s the talk of an angry oppressed African spirit of the sea?
Katrina also had religious folks saying, New Orleans was struck in such a manner because of all the sin in our city. I actually stopped attending church after a pastor used the fate of my city for his sermon. I wonder what they will say now? Texas is a cowboy redneck state, a big one at that, and Florida follows suit.
It’s hard for me to believe that there is someone who fines joy in the suffering of others, especially when it can happen to them. My ancestors would want to inflict the suffering people are enduring after these Hurricanes are dishonorable to their spirits. To say that, they would be calling them inhuman, uncaring, unloving and the list goes on. Why would we agree in saying they would want someone to suffer because they did? I have felt my share of heartache, feeling wronged and victimized, but I would never want another person to go through what I went through, not even my oppressor.
I do not think any of us can simply go through our day without thinking of what our fellow citizens are going through.
None of us are immune to disaster. No sum of money will save Mr.Billionaire’s life or his property in comparison to ours. This is not Black/White Lives Matter, this is All Lives Matter, and we must at least show compassion to those going through it right now.
I can’t imagine what my ancestors went through while enduring whatever storm was in their path, but today I can close my eyes and picture the older adults in Texas. They do not share my culture or skin color, but they represented exactly what it means to endure suffering. They were living in a disaster, in fear, uncertain if they were sitting in their actual water grave. They were calm, possibly praying that their families were safe and sound while they sat waist-deep in floodwaters. I’m pretty sure had they lost their lives, their souls would not have been tagged with the next disaster or tangled up in headlines because they wanted to avenge their suffering by suing the nursing home. I believe their reactions and emotions were in line with what my ancestors felt at the time.
It’s not fair to pin a natural disaster on someone’s soul. No one has that type of vengeance on their heart. Suffering is terrible. We all wish we could control the amount and kind of it that we had to endure, but we can’t. Instead of blaming a group of people for what was done, we should celebrate where we are today. So much was accomplished from their cruel mistakes. We can learn from our ancestor’s past and do them a favor of not repeating it and honor them by doing better.
Is it that important to make sure the slave masters of yesteryear are held responsible, or should we keep the hype up about our ancestors needing vindication via Hurricanes? Or do we learn more about emergency preparedness, push the government to have a proper emergency plan & monies for the poor, sick, elderly, and animals to get out in time. It’s proven that most people stay at home because they do not have the resources to leave. There’s no proper evacuation plan with the hospitals and nursing homes, and now it has proven that there should be.
A Hurricane or any other natural disaster is not a spirit, it’s Mother Nature, and we have minimal knowledge of why it happens. Still, some may call it science from our ancestors, but whatever it is, we have no power or control over it. We have some knowledge on how to live and hopefully survive when it happens. But in the meantime, we must assist those who are suffering from the effects of the disasters.
A disaster comes in many forms, some of us may go through life without severe devastation, but regardless they can be soul-changing, heartbreaking, and leave scars that can not be seen with the eye.
My heart is so heavy for my country. For the world, we have to find a way to enjoy our lives. It didn’t take a nuclear bomb to destroy a popular tourist destination; it wasn’t Avenge of Slaves. It was a Hurricane. I’m not sure if the Leaders of the world see that, but I do.