A Black man with a White skin
I once remember a time when a samba school in Guaratinguetá stopped to drink water in front of my house. Dad was a friend of one of the directors and the whole school entered in my house. Almost 300 people. I was about 10 years old at that time. And I was overwhelmed about all those costumes, colors, lines and specially the percussion section.
The sound of a samba school´s percussion makes you shudder and you heart beats faster. The sound of the drums is like an archetype, ancestral, tellural… it brings our emotions from the unconsciousness.
When it comes about percussion, it is inevitable not to remind about the unique Master André, from Mocidade Alegre de Padre Miguel (a samba school). If I´m not mistaken, he had the guts to stop the percussion in the middle of the parade and then start over. And a percussion of about 300 musicians is not for anyone to stop and start over. Only a master is able to do it.
I used to go to the school´s rehearsals, while I lived in my city. I lived with white, mulatto and black people. One of my best friends was black. When I used to go to parties, I danced with White and Black people, without distinguish.
For me, this was normal. We are all human. There was no difference between us, white and black. We used to have the same problems, the same dreams, the same ideas, intelligence, and everything else.
Since young I read biographies to understand the success of the great men. I read everything. I read once the self-biography of Sammy Davis Jr. He tells us that he only found out race prejudice when he was 18 years old.
Until then he didn´t even know that this existed. But, at 18, he realized the different look of white people. I also realized that when I danced with black women. It was like a heresy.
We researched to the lecture about Slavery and found out the concealed history. The history that most of people want to forget. It is like it has never existed. I still researching and finding out horrible things everyday.
For example: a golden mine´s owner makes a Black woman swallow an inflammable liquid and the fired up her mouth. She died with the stomach and faringe totally destroyed. There was another guy who liked to break the vertebral column of the slaves.
Another one used the whip with so much anger that made a lot of furrows in the back of the black women, and he didn´t stop beating even when they passed out. Etc.
The interesting thing about this subject is that to have sex there was no race prejudice!
But, maybe they were not having sex with a human, since black people were considered as cattle.
Now I am researching for the next lecture about Allan Kardec on March.
I found out something really interesting. Why does the prejudice against reincarnation was not accepted in nineteenth century´s Amercia, when it was widely published? Because of race´s prejudice. They couldn´t accept they could have been black or that in the future they might be.
So, all the logic that involves prejudice is concealed by an irrational attitude like the racism. And today? Has this changed?