Updated Feb 20

You could make several criticisms of Afrocentric schooling. You could argue that creating an alternative school system merely re-entrenches the Eurocentricism of the dominant one. You could point out that creating these schools only addresses the symptoms and not the root causes of the systemic issues of race and class that make these schools appear necessary in the first place. You could bring up the tricky logistical problems, like: would admitting a white student be tantamount to denying a black student a spot?

You could make those criticisms and sound intelligent. Reducing the issue to one of ’segregation,’ however, and dismissing it as such is not intelligent.1 It’s this latter kind of superficial politics though, with its lazy and disingenuous over-simplifications, that rules supreme in mainstream discussions of the issue. Critical debate is not what corporate media appears to be interested in having.

The Globe and Mail, for instance, in its editorial cartoon (drawn by Tony Jenkins) on February 18, made a mockery of pedagogy, black masculinities, and popular culture all in one fell swoop.
Afrocentric Algebra
I honestly cannot believe someone thought that cartoon constituted useful contribution to the debate. 2

The Toronto Star has also indulged in more than its fair share of cheap shots. I don’t have dates for the following cartoons, but you’ll find them if you scroll through the Star’s online cartoon archives.
The Toronto Star: Darnell
The Toronto Star: MLK

The Globe and Mail one definitely takes the cake though.

What I find most useful about these discussions around Afrocentric schools is the way they bring to the forefront all the latent anxieties Canadian society as a whole continues to have about constructions of blackness and the way whiteness and perceptions of ourselves as a ‘tolerant’ nation-state are dependent on marginalised communities refraining from making a ruckus and drawing attention to their status as peoples who are marginalised (as opposed to merely people ‘of colour’ 3) in ways that make everyone ‘else’ uncomfortable.
Ultimately, this co-opting of figures like Martin Luther King and discourses of multiculturalism has less to do with a genuine interest in helping the students of Toronto, black or otherwise, than it does with ensuring that everyone feels like they’re getting their tax’s worth of self-righteousness.
 

Because, listen, I like my neighbours. I’m so colour blind, I didn’t even notice they were black. I certainly don’t treat them like they’re different. I am a good person and I am not a racist. I think it’s just horrible that kids are killing themselves to death in places like Jane&Finch and I wish the fathers in those neighbourhoods would stand up and be men. I insist, therefore, that my neighbour’s kids go to school with my mine. No, really, as a sign of my goodwill, I absolutely must insist.

 
 
Update:
Tony Jenkins, the cartoonist responsible for ‘Afrocentric Algebra’, has a history of passing off blatantly racist cartoons as art. A full fourteen years ago he published a cartoon, again in the Globe and Mail, entitled “Wisdom of the Elders”:
Tony Jenkins - Wisdom of the Elders
This is his justification for that cartoon:

Natives are into smoking, drinking and now gambling, Jenkins said. At one time, Elders would pass on information about hunting and trapping. Now the knowledge that will be passed down will be about gambling, the cartoonist said. »

Wow. A decade and a half later and the Globe and Mail continues to publish this shit. Unbelievable.

 
 
Footnotes

  1. I dare you to talk about Afrocentric schools and not once use the word ’segregation’ or some variation thereof. [⇑]
  2. I’m practising restraint here. My first response on seeing that cartoon was, “You’re fucking kidding me.” [⇑]
  3. As labels go, ‘of colour’ isn’t so bad. But it has this fetishistic aura to it that I don’t like. It gives off this vibe of sexiness that detracts from the thorniness of the actual process of racialisation. It conjures to mind, for me anyway, images of slender brown women in silk saris that don’t quite outshine their long and impeccably straight hair. This is the practice of ‘of colour.’ It has no space for Walmart sneakers and depilatory creams. [⇑]