NY SLIDE 7.4: OTHELLO THE MOOR (Pt. 2)

 

                  Most of the play is about Iago messing with Othello, getting into his head with
                  the jealousy stuff. The man is like a dog with rabies, evil
to touch. But
                  Shakespear makes Othello act confused, like he don't know what to
do. I'm
                  saying, get mean with the bitch! Niggers don't take crap from nobody.
He don't
                  need to ask Iago what to do, telling him go spy on his woman, "bring
me the
                  ocular proof". Get straight up with the woman, ask her what's the
deal.
                  Shakespear have him falling down with epilepsy, and now Iago playing him
                  for a sucker.

                      See, Shakespear didn't understand niggers. This Othello travel around the
                  world, he tough and silent like Chuck Norris. The man decide
to make a home
                  for himself in Venice.
Aint easy to migrate and start a new life in a strange
                  country. People don't
want you cause you different. But a man got to stop
                  moving around some time,
put down roots somewhere.

                      And Desdemona, she kind of migrating too. Moving out of Daddy's home, and
                  starting a new life. Stepping out of "no man" in my life,
crossing into new
                  territory. People don't like when you do that. And since it's
a black man and a
                  white woman, she got to watch his back, he got to watch her back. O
nly way
                  they going to make it.

                  Othello was right to tell her, you hang with me, everything's cool, you mess with
                  me, then "chaos is come again".
Nigger got to know his woman is there for him
                  100 Percent!!

                  So when Iago start getting into his head he should have settled the matter right
                  there. Get mean with the bitch, that's what any nigger
would do. Got Othello
                  saying, "Arise black vengeance", like now this
is some racial thing. And saying he
                  "won't scar that whiter skin of hers
than snow."  Can you believe, Othello kissing 
                  his woman, at the same time getting ready to kill her, and
don't want to mess 
                  up her snow white skin?  Make no sense.

                     He shouldn't have trusted that sly dog Iago, calling him "honest Iago", like they
                  were buddies. Trust nobody, I say. Your best
friend will sell you out if you give
                  him a chance. Trust nobody.

                  Well the handkerchief, Othello made a big mistake with that. Came back to 
                  haunt him. He should have given the woman jewelry and stuff, not a hand-
                  kerchief
. Desdemona didn't
understand how much the handkerchief mean to
                  him.

                      An Egyptian first gave the handkerchief to his mother, who gave it to Othello
                  to pass on to a Moorish woman, who would understand about
the "sibyl" and
                  "magic" and stuff. Desdemona didn't
understand all that. I think that's what 
                  flipped the Moor, when she lost the
handkerchief. It's like losing a bird you care
                  for all these years. You wake up
one morning, you hear no sound, the bird cage 
                  open, the bird that used to sing
to your soul is gone. Othello trusted Desdemona
                  with the handkerchief. She
didn't take care of it. Lost her man right there.

                     I rate this play a B. My reason for giving it a B grade is because I learned a lot 
                  about what could happen to a black man who's on his own
in this world, even 
                  though Shakespear didn't get it all right. I think teachers
should teach plays 
                  like "Othello" more. I had "Romeo and
Juliet" in my freshman year, it was 
                  alright, then "Macbeth" with
Mr. Bilicki which I didn't like (didn't like Mr. Bilicki 
                  either).

                     This play has taught me one thing, which is to get through all your adolescent 
                  stuff quick, then settle down with some woman. I don't plan
to wait like Othello
                  till I'm in the "vale of years". Might end up marrying
the wrong woman. Anyway, 
                  first I got to shake off stuff that's on my back right
now.
                  The End.

                        (from "Ah Mikhail, O Fidel!", a novel by N.D.Williams, 2001)               

 

 

 

                   

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Author: FarJourney Caribbean

Born in Guyana : Wyck Williams writes poetry and fiction. He lives in New York City. The poet Brian Chan lives in Alberta, Canada.

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