Speaking & Teaching

Feb. 18, 2019

Today on February 18, 2019:

George Washington was the so-called Father of the Nation who was the nation’s mother? If George Washington birthed the nation was the act of that procreation an illicit affair? Did racism, bigotry, hatred, and prejudice embody the features of our American country’s mother? How did the actions led by George Washington and his band of revolutionaries which created this nation? So readily accept human bondage as a normal circumstance in the country’s formation? As a child growing up I wasn’t given access to the true nature of George Washington. I was only allowed to glimpse into the mythology of the man. The man whom as a boy couldn’t tell a lie when confronted by his father about the chopped down cherry tree. When growing up a child I always rode on Route 3 in Westmoreland County, Virginia to visit my grandmother, and when my grandma passed I would visit my father’s relatives. In those trips, I would pass by the boyhood home of George Washington in Westmoreland County, Virginia. I’d wonder about those lessons that I was taught in school. Where on this plantation was that famous cherry tree, and did the hatchet that did the deed of chopping still exist? The real questions I should have been asking in my young mind, and asking minds of those who passed this mythical knowledge on me would and should have been this?. How and why did this man, George Washington, who had unquestioned honor even at such a young age, accept the enslavement and brutalization of black man and woman simply because of that man or woman’s skin color?

Feb. 17, 2019

Did you know that when Brother Huey P. Newton graduated from an Oakland, California High School is was in all intent purpose was illiterate? Yet, inside this remarkable man of black resistance held the intellectual magnificence to rock the core of American society. That is why I read on Facebook Live every evening because somewhere in the darkness of illiteracy lies many more Huey P. Newton's waiting to be awakened from the depths of ignorance to the heights of black consciousness.

Feb. 16, 2019

Goddamn, I am so sick and tired of Baltimore City street corners
Tell me just how many black lives were erased without haste
on these damn city street corners
Why are the grime and the filth so damn abundant on these damn city street corners
Why do our black brothers and sisters seem captured by the awe of the shock that absorbs them on these goddamn city street corners
Why do you so easily cap another black face on these dream-killing city street corners
Who owns this corner of filth, slime, and grime and why so much goddamn black crime on these city street corners
Yesterday it was Montana Baronette but now that black brother's doing long-time
For all Montana's murderous crime, taking black lives on these God-dammed city street corners
No sane black man will venture at night under the moonlight on these city's street corners
Once there were the southern trees that hung with the leaves of black brothers and sisters swinging in the breeze
Didn't Billie sing of strange fruit that desecrated the tree roots said it was strange I think those who caused it was deranged
Now who sings the songs of those city street corners covered in the black blood of dreams washed away
Who sings the songs of the flood of the innocents laced in the blood of those dying on those city street corners
Goddamit, why did God create them murderous plots of concrete?
I own these fifteen city corners the monthly rent
So don't step on any of my city corners Blue because if you do I gonna sic Montana on you
Did you forget Montana's life is through
So now Blue can own these fifteen city corners until Blue your life is through
God-Dammit why aren't you breathing Blue?
Another new Montana Baronette just clipped you.
If you my black brother can run a Baltimore City street corner you, my black brother can run a corporation
Why isn't that the case in this goddamn American nation?
I used to play back in the day on that same Baltimore City street corner
Where someone just killed Blue.

Feb. 14, 2019

Supernatural Nature of Black Womanhood

Feb. 14, 2019

Every day it seems that another young black man is snuffed out on the mean streets of urban black America. This murderous act of hatred isn't carried out by someone dressed in blue, or someone who is an agent of the government bent on the destruction of the black race. No, the murderer is another young black man who carries within him such rage that he can no longer recognize friend or foe. For these black men, every aspect of their life is centered around the black streets axiom "do unto others before they can do unto you". They carry so much concealed hatred within their consciousness that the murder of another person no matter the hue, or historical linkage becomes as easy for them as crushing roaches that may cross their paths. How can one who rages and create an act of murder against another black man their own communities find any measure of satisfaction in their own black skins? I, personally ask myself that question every time that I open a link on the internet and read another story of another life snuffed by presumably by an alleged black suspect.

How can we continually point our fingers markedly at the oppressors when the oppressed continual murderously oppress the oppressed. Oh, I know all the arguments our black communities don't manufacture weapons of murderous destruction, our black communities do grow the plants the create the profit that motivates these insane amounts of monies which forge those with those weapons of murderous community destruction to kill and maim in order to protect the financial territories, street corners that they control to ply their trade. That the black institutions that used to be pivotal in creating atmospheres of black unity and black respect no longer do service to the inner city communities. These institutions have migrated away from the areas of need because the society we live in no longer cares to provide social measures of black uplift. I have even heard that our own black intelligentsia is afraid of confronting those of us intent on serving murder and mayhem on the urban streets of this country.

It seems to me that only one black organization willingly confronts those blacks who play havoc on our urban mean streets, The Fruits Of Islam. However, FOI isn't viewed favorably by many of the moderate black leadership elected to solve our communities problems. Evenmoreso, the issues, and problems presented by these daily murderous acts have the FOI's Chief Messenger, Louis Farrakhan, with not enough fingers to plug the holes in dikes that this oppressive acts of murder in our communities create. Everywhere our black communities are being crushed inward with multiple system failures whether it is our health systems, educational systems, housing systems, economic systems due to these acts of murder that our own lashes out on our own. When will it stop? How can we learn from our past history when our communities united against the outside oppressors to fights successfully for the rights of citizenship that were being denied to us due to bigotry and white supremacy? On this 14th day of February 2019, it is imperative that each and every day that follows we find ways to rekindle that light of unity that sparked the efforts to erase the barriers that existed externally that denied us our rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Now, we face an inner enemy that is just as vicious, just as hateful, and also just as motivated to destroy our black communities. The enemy of personal black self-hate that is personified and magnified by these acts of now seemingly acceptable acts of murder that exist in our black communities today. We must crush this desire to kill ourselves before we actually reach a level that killing a black man is just as acceptable as killing that indignant roach that creeps out at night. You black brother is not a pest to be exterminated. Your black brother is just that, your black brother to be respected not eliminated.

We must find ways to love and reinvigorate the old street life axiom, "do unto others as you would want them to do unto you" love is indeed the answer, so rather than shooting the victim of oppression think of a way to soul shake his hand.