Author Archives: Zeefuik

Wij

(Speech die ik op 26 juni tijdens de Keti Koti tafra in het Bijlmer Parktheater gaf)

Wij die met zusters als Stacey Esajas en Marian Markelo onze voorouders danken
en leven blijven blazen in dat waar zij voor gestorven zijn
Wij die weten dat het bittere reinigt en
geen genoegen nemen met zoethoudertjes omdat we weten hoe duur de suiker is
Wij die vechten voor beter en vooral eerlijk onderwijs
en keer op keer wraken wanneer de conducteur van tram 9 omroept dat de volgende halte
Plantage Middenlaan is.

Wij kinderen van Sophie Redmond,
Joceline Clemencia,
Dobru,
Clark Accord,
Ellin Robles,
Anton de Kom,
Segundo “Boy” Ecury,
Waldo Heilbron,
Légène Zeefuik,
Fred Derby.

Wij die werden nagestaard
en terugkeken
werden bespuugd
maar terugbeten
Wij die Kerwin Duinmeijer nooit zullen vergeten
het niet altijd even goed documenteerden of archiveerden maar
altijd, altijd, altijd hebben gedemonstreerd en gestreden

Wij die buttons met 1873 dragen omdat officiële data mooi en waar zijn
maar we beter weten

Wij die ons op 18 januari 1919 verenigden en het Hugo Olijfveldhuis betraden
wiens centra Flamboyant waren
die in Zami een nieuwe spelling van onze naam vonden
die geen tijden hadden om door anderen gedefinieerd te worden en onszelf
ZMV noemden
Wij en ons Zwart Beraad
onze OCAN
BLAAC bookstore
Soapbox
onze dialoogtafels
onze ASAH
Imagine IC
ons New Urban Café

Wij die tentoongesteld werden maar nu onze Black Heritage Tour naar het Rijksmuseum brengen
Wij die het Tropenmuseum en het museum van Volkenkunde zullen dekoloniseren

Wij die exposeren
die onze Rebelse Trots op in Dakar geborduurde doeken vereeuwigen
met de tentoonstelling Agnosia onszelf bestuderen
die onze eigen, door onszelf geschreven verhalen publiceren
onszelf met Da Bounce, Urban Myth, Untold in theaters zetten
Wij die theaters runnen
Wij die theaters runnen wiens sterren Kraters slaan
Wij die in Black Harmony onze zielen horen

Wij die regisseren
Al generaties lang het NOS journaal presenteren
Wij die er geen geloof in hebben dat de mainstream media zichzelf dekoloniseert en dus
onze eigen talkshows financieren
Wij die ons in De Wereld Draait Door geen “zwartjes” laten noemen
Wij die rotzooiprogramma’s als De Wereld Draait Door, Pauw en Jinek überhaupt niet zouden moeten kijken
Wij die trots zijn op Humberto en het zo jammer vinden dat zijn show zijn naam niet draagt.

Wij, met onze voetballers die Kabels zijn
met onze voetballers die na een wedstrijd van Jong Oranje met de Surinaamse vlag op hun schouders over het veld rennen
en slechts één selfie nodig hebben om het Nederlands racisme te vangen
Wij die, wanneer ze ons op de bank laten zitten, de leeuw op een poes laten lijken

Wij die onszelf er niet vaak genoeg aan kunnen herinneren dat ons verzet niet in Gouda begon
Wij die reeds in 1987 in Sesamstraat over zwarte Piet zeiden:
“Nee, Pino… het is helemaal niet leuk. Ik heet Gerda, ook als het Sinterklaasfeest is.”

Wij kleinkinderen van Tula en Alida
Met het hart op de tong
de overleving in onze spraak
en de afkeur in onze tjoeries

Wij die luid lachen maar geen grappen maken

Wij die altijd zullen rouwen om de Decembermoorden,
Moiwana,
Trinta di Mei,
de vliegrampen
Wij wiens tranen zouter zijn dan die van Den Uyl

Wij die soms vergeten dat Keti Koti niet alleen een Surinaamse viering is
Wij die de fysieke ketenen hebben gebroken maar ons soms nog laten vangen door
tradities
gedachten
gewoontes
schoonheidsidealen
smoesjes
subsidies

Wij die nu met elkaar in gesprek zullen gaan over onze helden en herinneringen
Wij die ter afsluiting van deze speech om ons heen kijken naar dit prachtige gezelschap
aan deze geweldige Keti Koti Tafra

Wij die het glas heffen en toasten
Op ons
Op ons!

Dutch MTV co-hosts “Hottentot exhibit”/human zoo party

Within its cultures, Dutch Whiteness sees historical context as something that exists by the grace of whether or not they, white Dutch people, choose to deal with it. When Dutch Whiteness sighs “Not today…” a subject is expected to automatically detach itself from the systematic oppression it is a symptom of. Dutch Whiteness’ level of critical, non-eurocentric, decolonial thinking is so absolutely subpar because it only trusts itself to correct itself. Since their obsessive love for blackface can no longer fully rely on the immunity granted by so-called Dutch Innocence, it was only a matter of time before they turned to another form of anti-Blackness: the human zoo.  On September 5 Valtifest, the love spawn of MTV Nederland and DJ Joost van Bellen, hosts the 8th edition of their annual dress up festival. This year’s theme: The Hottentot Exhibition.

“Hottentot” is the highly derogatory term Dutch settlers used for the Khoikhoi, the people who are among the first inhabitants of Southwest Africa. Most people probably know it from the exploitative ‘nickname’ that was given to Sarah Baartman who was known to racist white scientist and voyeurs as “The Hottentot Venus”. Combine the Netherlands’ colonial terror in South Africa with Western Europe’s history of human zoos and one understands why Valtifest received a variety of protest Tweets in response to their announcement. Their reply? Typically Dutch.

First things first, this is how it works in Dutch:
Hottentot – singular.
Hottentotten – plural.
Tentoonstelling – exhibition.
Hottentottententoonstelling – “An exhibition of hottentots”
It’s not rocket science. It’s not a word like “fast” that means something different for a duck than it does for a cheetah.  An exhibit of Black people is an exhibit of Black people is an exhibit of Black people. History doesn’t magically change because Valtifest founders MTV Nederland and Joost van Bellen decided that appropriation is the new creativity.

The organisation starts their statement the way Dutch Mainstream Whiteness always begins: by stressing that the criticism they will now address is subject to the feeling/experience/humour of those who have been offended. It reaffirms the White Dutch theory that within the Netherlands’ white picket borders, racism, colonialism, eurocentrism and xenophobia are sentiments rather than systems. Everything anti-Black that’s happening outside of the country? “Racism! Absolutely racist. Soooo racist!” It’s when it happens on Dutch soil that the maze of semantics, intention and sensitivity can’t be constructed quick enough.

In the second paragraph of their ‘explanation’ the organisation states: “That in the past Khoikhoi members, among others, were exhibited as an anomaly is a horrific truth. We detest those dark pages from the colonial era.” I lack the vulgarity to properly express how much I hate it when people refer to colonialism and slavery as “dark pages”. Pages? Books. Not even chapters… books. Books full of dehumanizing monstrosities and terror. And aren’t they white as hell?
Also, what’s a Khoikhoi member? Could it be that in the minds of Dutch Mainstream Whiteness ethnic and/or cultural groups are so over-appropriated that they are now considered to be clubs one can sign up for? Should we now wait for white people to claim they’re “politically Khoi” and explain to us why this party isn’t a problem?

Dutch Mainstream Whiteness wouldn’t properly live up to and roll around in its anti-intellectual mediocrity if it didn’t demand a redefining of terns. According to the third paragraph of their explanation, the organisation explains: “We don’t detest the word ‘hottentottententoonstelling’. It’s a cheeky tongue twister, a word that will score many points in word games but, above all, a word that doesn’t have a literal meaning, after all: there’s no such thing as a hottentots exhibition and there never has been.”
The festival’s claim that the word doesn’t exist and that no such exhibition ever took place, banks heavily on the eurocentric, whiteness driven ignorance of its potential visitors. Should we expect anybody on Team Valtifest to slam a research thesis on human zoos on the table while urging their colleagues to do the historically right thing? Of course not. Can we expect them to build their dismissal of historic events on something stronger than “Because Wikipedia said it never happened!!”? Perhaps not even that.

Regardless, we owe it to our survival to not let our expectations navigate our demands.

This year’s edition of Valtifest takes place on September 5, giving everybody who’s not having any of this a good 14 weeks to deal with the matter however they see fit. To join the conversation on social media, please use/mention #ValtifestIsHumanZoo , @Valtifest and/or @MTVnl in your statements.

Election day (make me wanna holler)

(prelude)

“How many Black people are in the Dutch Senate and the House of Representatives?” “How many Black people in the Netherlands have the right to vote and how many actually do?” “Is there a Dutch equivalent of The Black Vote?” “We need the people who are fighting against racism to also vote for parties or politicians that oppose the Dutch asylum and immigration laws!” “The Netherlands needs better, more revolutionary parties and politicians who truly represent us!” The conversations with seven of my dearest comrades who’re fighting against the Dutch asylum regime are as hopeful as they are confronting. Hopeful because I can’t wait for the other levels of change they can make if/when they get their residents permits and five of them can start forming the political party they’re dreaming about; confronting because the answers to these questions are so much less exciting than those of us who’re often surrounded by politicized folks might expect.

On a grassroots level and quantity wise, the Randstad (consisting of the Netherlands’ four largest cities and their surrounding areas) has no shortage of hommages to political leaders. When admirers of iconic activists express doubt about, an aversion to or disinterest in voting, forming political parties and/or paying close attention to those in the established political parties who could be considered ‘our representatives’, I often wonder how those we admire affect our actions. How does co-signing the political ideals of activists like Wangari Maathai, Thomas Sankara and Kwame Ture (f.k.a. Stokely Carmichael) affect what those of us who can vote do on election day? What do speeches like Shabazz’s “The Ballot or The Bullet” or Mandela’s An ideal I am prepared to die for” mean to us when we’re deciding if we’ll vote or not? And when we decide that we won’t vote or cast a blank vote, do we know how this affects the political arena we have so many deep rooted problems with?

I know some people who, for a variety of reasons, don’t vote and I know a bunch of people who will vote but who’ll cast a blank vote. None of them knows exactly what not voting contributes or casting a blank vote means. None. Zero. Less than zero. The shadow of zero! Which, at least to me, wouldn’t be so puzzling if they didn’t often (if not always) join or form movements that take a stand against the Netherlands’ current political climate. How, and I ask this without even a dash of sarcasm, does this work?

Am I saying that nobody who doesn’t vote should have the gall to call themselves an activist? Of course not. What I am saying is that if you don’t know what happens when you don’t vote or when you cast a blank vote, you should drag yourself away from the illusion of “having a strategy”. You are not “turning your back on The System”, “sticking it to The Man” or “voting ‘No!’ against the current political climate”. How could you when having absolutely no idea what you’re doing or not doing? I know that “I don’t know!” is a statement that’s wrapped up in the most destructive forms of shame, dismissal or pride but I strongly believe that it is something people should either work on or own up to. In this particular case: If you’re uninformed and you know it, clap yo’ ripped up ballots.

Especially when it comes to fighting against the Dutch asylum regime, I don’t see why voting shouldn’t be part of the blows we’d like to strike. Every single dehumanizing law that adds yet another layer of hell to the lives of those that don’t have the documents that Fort Europe requires, is political. There is nothing non-political about the Dutch asylum regime. The government´s continuous denial of proper, 24 hour shelter? Political. The fact that the European Committee for Social Rights numerous critiques of the Dutch asylum regime had nothing to do with why former State Secretary Teeven was forced to resign? Political. People ´living´ in squated buildings or on the streets because the Dutch government continuously fails to rehumanize its asylum laws? Political.

May we all (continue to) invest time in better, more informed understandings of what we are and aren’t doing. And yes, I´m voting today.