One of my main problems with Pan-Africanism is that it often expects Black Americans to show deference to everything African. When we’re insulted, we’re supposed to accept it and understand that the offenders were misinformed by propaganda about us. Yet we’re rarely granted that same reciprocal understanding in return.
In fact, I’ve noticed that many American Pan-Africanists seem to resent the idea of being Black American. They’re so eager to align with something else that they end up repeating the very propaganda about Black Americans they claim to resist. Perhaps it’s because their own lives—what they’ve seen and experienced—have only reinforced the negative stereotypes about us.
Even when presented with statistical data and studies that debunk those stereotypes, many remain compelled not to believe it. Some will even resort to calling other Black Americans a derivative of the N-word or another slur when angered by having their stance questioned. In that sense, they remind me of certain feminists who argue points without statistical support, then storm off in anger when those points are debunked with actual facts.
Personally, I choose to see my people through a lens informed by real research and gathered data. I know the greatness of my own ethnicity—that’s why I choose my own over any other group. I have no issue with other ethnicities doing the same. What I reject is the idea that Black Americans should bow our heads in supplication to other cultures, as if theirs are inherently superior or preferable to ours.
Especially when I come from a Black American family full of high achievers—in education, in marriage, in wealth acquisition. I am damn proud to be Black American, and I reject any ideology that even implies I must claim something else in order to be better.