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Mukasa Dada PanAfrikan Soldier For Afrika

Jacuma — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 16:50:35 GMT

Uhuru, I want to thank the many of you who took the time to support Baba Mukasa Dada during his recent bout with cancer, I'm happy to share its been in remission for a while mow and he is in the best of spirits due in part to YOUR SUPPORT.

My little history with Baba Mukasa, I first met Mukasa in NJ around 1980 when he and Kwame Ture came to NJ on a speaking tour that we who were in work study (AAPRP) organized, this covered three cities in NJ Trenton, New Brunswick and Newark, these 2 organizers fired up the students and community so much, that we were able to create work study in two additional locations New Brunswick and Trenton for at the time the only work study that existed in NJ was Newark.

I lost contact with many of my Party Comrades over the years, when I relocated to Atlanta in the early 90s. During this period I created http://www.thetalkingdrum.com in an attempt to continue organizing.

I ran into Mukasa and met Im The Truth and Sister Chaos at Afrikan Liberation Day in Atlanta, Mukasa and I re-acquainted ourselves with each other, Truth and Chaos I had met for the very first time, as some of you know to Mukasa everyone is Brother Afrika or Sister Afrika, his son is known throughout the community as lil Afrika, anyway I was shocked when he shared where he lived, for I lived about 2 miles from him, so we were able to solidify our relationship.

Unknown to either one of us, our Children had been interacting with each other via school and parties.long before I re-connected with Mukasa.

Mukasa In Hospital
When I got the news of him suffering from cancer I was devastated and we C.H.A.D., Truth and myself immediately rushed to see him. on 12/25/07 RebelAfrika, Mamazen and MsLioness spoke with him on the phone, while he was in the hospital.

Ms.Lioness, Mamazen, RebelAfrika, Ak, Im The Truth, Fenix , C.H.A.D. and the many others who supported him during this time of need was simply awesome.

Mamazen's Wonderful Blanket and the money AK sent

It really did make a difference. for that I want to say Asante Sana to each and everyone of you.

Sister Fenix's Outstanding interview :
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A Conversation with Mukasa Dada
January 31, 2008
By: Fenix

It was during a Stokely Carmichael speech at a rally in 1966 when Willie Ricks hopped on stage and called to the crowd: �What do you want?!� to which the crowd responded: �BLACK POWER!� Formerly known as Willie Ricks, Mukasa Dada has served the cause of Black people for decades. Referred to as �the fiery orator of the SNCC� by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., Mukasa has traveled the country and the globe, dedicating himself to equality, freedom and dignity for all Africans of the Diaspora.

I recently had the opportunity to sit down and talk to one of the unsung heroes of our history.

When did you decide to dedicate your life to the cause?

There was no specific moment. I guess I really got started when I was about 17 years old, in high school, when the sit-in movement started about 1960. I was involved from the first day it started. We started with about fifty people it grew to about three or four hundred people and then it went to nine or ten people and then just to four or five who were really dedicated and there every day. I was one of those four or five. Then we organized SNCC (the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee). I went to more demonstrations, was jailed, beat and everything. My 65th birthday is on February 18th and I�ve been in the movement since I was 17.

You mentioned the sit-in movement. Could you describe what was going through your head during the Chattanooga sit-in when you were 17? Did you know what you were getting yourself into?

There were segregations, lynchings and beatings going on. People were being terrorized; they were terrorizing us just to keep Blacks in their place. We just wanted to break this terrorism, to stop them from terrorizing us; we didn�t care about the consequences. Once I got involved, they started going after my family, my family was getting attacked. The more terrorism they used, the more committed I became. Some of my friends, like Dr. King and Medgar Evers, died on the front lines. There were times when I thought I�d die in the movement but it didn�t matter because I was fighting to make the world a better place.

What would you say are the keys to organizing people? How can we get people moved the way they were in the 60s and 70s?

People mobilized then after what happened at A&T (Greensboro sit-ins). That�s what started the student movement. A woman by the name of Ella Baker and Dr. King called the youth together. That led to the formation of the SNCC. Easter Sunday morning on the campus of Shaw University in 1960 SNCC was formed; it was 99% college students, a few high school students, but mostly college kids. SNCC was declared not just a mobilizing organization like the SCLC, the Southern Christian Leadership Conference of Dr. King and his group of ministers; but SNCC was an organizing organization. Wherever SNCC traveled, we formed organizations in the community whether it was Selma, Montgomery or Lowdes County where we formed the Black Panther Party. SNCC brought together people, created local leadership, and in that way, we were technical advisors. We also formed freedom schools which were just free conversations where we got together and had free discussions about oppression and how to fight the oppression we were facing and how to change the oppression.

What we need to day is an organization like SNCC that is built around the youth; and that can scatter members to form more organizations and coordinate and try to understand what happened to us. And these organizations need educational components to teach us about ourselves. Like rap today, it�s just kids crying out as slaves because that�s what they�ve been taught as, slaves. But if you educate the youth, they will rap and dance to a new tune.

I looked up a definition of �Black Power� and I want to read it to you and I want you to tell me what you think of this definition. �Black Power encompasses a political belief in self-determination, anti-racism, and racial consciousness among African-Americans�. Is this the conception of Black Power that you and Brother Kwame Ture envisioned for this slogan in 1966? What do you think of this definition?

It�s narrow. When we first talked about Black Power, we were talking about the power to feed ourselves, the power to clothe ourselves, the power to stop the terrorism in our communities; we were talking about a better life as a whole. After we put Black Power out there, there were mass rebellions all across the country; people were calling for Black Power. And then it stretched to Africa and started pointing towards our history, to Malcolm X. Even though he died in 1965, Malcolm X became the educator for the Black Power movement. We read him and he told us that we are Africans, and that to understand our history, we had to understand Africa. That�s when we linked to the movements in South Africa and Mozambique. We began to realize the oneness of Blacks all around the globe when we looked at Marcus Garvey, and DuBois, and Kwame Nkrumah. Black Power became Pan-Africanism which is the idea that all Blacks must unite around Africa. We began to look at the greatness of Africa and began to ask who is exploiting Africa? We began to look at the oppressors who came to Africa, the European invaders who were now living in the richest parts of Africa, for the diamonds, the gold and the silver. We began to look at the slave trade and how they gave us their culture, not just in America but everywhere in the world, we began to look at the names and everything else that they�d taken from us. Black power began to grow into Pan-Africanism. We realized that until Africa is free, no Blacks in the world are free. We realized that the resources of Africa should be used to take care of Africans, to solve the problems of Blacks all over. The same way Europeans use Europe to take care of themselves, and the Chinese use the resources of China, Africans need the resources of Africa. Black Power united with African liberation movements, we began to identify with Africa, not the US. And we started demonstrating at white schools like Duke, Harvard, Yale, wherever there were Black students, we began to organize them to demand Black Studies departments and Black Student Unions, we began to demand to be taught about ourselves.

What advice do you have for those of us who aspire to follow the path you and other organizers and activists have laid out?

Love your people more than you love yourselves. Make whatever sacrifices are necessary for your people. Get organized, every individual should belong to an organization, and within those organizations, get educated. Study liberation movements, not just African liberation movements but study movements in China, Guinea, Cuba. Study these movements to see that all liberation movements have one common enemy: imperialism. And that there is one solution: poor people all over must unite to whoop imperialism; we have to take their resources and use them to uplift people all over. Students have to serve working class people. Not just study history, but get out there and make history to make a strong contribution towards our liberation.

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The love and support that was given to Baba Mukasa Dada contributed to his full recovery, this is living proof that support really makes a difference.

Forward To Pan Afrikanism!!!

"Pusher man"

Jalili — Sun, 05 Oct 2008 20:02:29 GMT

Not the drug dealer, dope peddler, or the pimp.

When I mentioned "Pusher man" I mean it in a different way.
NO I'm not going along the "bad meaning good" idealism or some other crap like that but in the way you use the words period.

"Pushing" in other words just means that pushing something. Whether it's a product or an idea. I think of myself at this present moment in my life as a pusher man of sorts.
I find information that I feel is very important for our people to know and I push that message through every avenue, alley way, and circle I can.

Some will accept the product, inhale it's essence others will reject it and I will just have to move on to the next and try to push it there.
All in all I have a need to spread what I've got to others in hopes they will become addicted.

Knowledge should and can be addictive. We should be ready to grab at any new info whether we like it or not and swallow it up. Now they way you digest it is up to you.
If it makes you sick spit it out. If it doesn't feed your hunger go out and hunt down some more. If it is just right let it settle before force feeding yourself anymore until you can handle a second helping.

I am in this world today to push a message. When I learn something it sinks in and I have started being able to connect possible lost connections. Make sense of the things that become lost to rational. Most of all I have been able to expect the unexpected so if I learn something that could have thrown my whole belief in something I believed in.

This is what many of our people here in Amerikkka and through out the world must do. We need to be sponges to facts and be beyond able to accept the truth when it comes to the surface.

If you learn something....push it to some one else.

"I'm your pusher man"

Good people, bad situations

Jalili — Fri, 03 Oct 2008 03:20:10 GMT

We all have known good people that have seen the worst happen to them.

I don't know if I'm a good person I would hope to think so but I and every one else has went through some hard times.

My thing is it seems the worst happens to the best people. They show you the best side of themselves threat every one good but then have hell dropped on the in reward for their deeds.

Karma is a bitch but what about if it's good karma do you still get that bitch side of karma?

I guess I'm being a bit too sensitive over the plight of a friend, but this just got me thinking.

what does is it mean to be free?

mc shenzy — Thu, 02 Oct 2008 12:36:13 GMT

Wondered how it is to live on under a dollar a day.well,welcome to my side ,my way of life.i was born in the third world,live in the third world.I hear of a good life,never seen one.i hear you say we chose who we are,I never chose this only a mad man would!!
Where I come from 60% of the population is poor,75% of the population is the youth..
Unemployment,injustices,illiteracy,ignorance,pover ty�.name any vice,we have it in plenty here!. Yes my friend..i come from a slum. Am made to believe am a lesser being. That�s what my music is about.what I see,go through. Ha!!..ha! you guessed it right thats also the reason they don�t play music. I give them the truth,I fight for change.am hip hop.

What inspires me..change,hope tommorrow will be a brighter.you hear of starvation,am starved.you earn less than a dollar a day,you work 12 hours a day.you cannot even afford the basic neccessities. I call it slavery. They say knowledge is power.what if you too poor to afford,what if someone made the situation that way? What if you raised concerns,will find you dumped in a mogue!. Is change worth that?
We vote,yet we cant vote them out! We are over taxed to pay their salaries,yet them they don�t pay tax.their kids go abroad for education,yet ours are illiterate..but we still pay for them!!

Again I say am hip hop.you see,a poor man steals a loaf of bread because he is hungry! He is sentenced to 15�.20..30 years in prison. He is rich,he stole publis finances,he starched them abroad�the judge smiles at him and says� I order a commision be established to investigate the �allegations��the people chairin the commision,fellow thieves,comrades�

My music is about struggle.am walking down the nairobi streets,am arrested�I don�t bribe the police am in for anythin they�ll thinks suits me.what do expect the police are underpayed�.what if they,they stopped me I walked way..they shoot me .you�ll here the commisioner go� after a two hour fearce battle with the dangerous,wanted criminal
The police managed to recorver�two toy pistols��
But you I see things deferently�.am hip hop.i want to see change.i want to see equality.i want to see my people understand themselves..get opportunities.live their dreams.
My thirst for change gave birth to a movement� the voice of the underground�
This is where we speak our minds.no limitations. Yep am hip hop!! Let it be known.
Mission:
We teach the youth to speak about more positive and conscious topics in hip hop instead of the usual violence glorifying of materials possessions.
Vision:
Our youth will pursue a successful future; have a better understanding of their developmental abilities in the areas of mental, physical and social growth, so they can make a positive contribution to their own lives, their families, their local communities and in society at-large.
Current project:
We are currently working on a documentary �The Culture� (Hip-hop Kenya) the documentary is all about hip hop, the hip-hop scene in the country. We are getting in touch with the Emcee�s, Deejays, Radio station (presenters), event organizers, hip-hop fans themselves & more�.
Future Projects & Programs:
� Mix tapes-This program will help the underground hip hop artists promote & showcase their talents. Through mix tape we will be able to reach thousands of our fans & it will also help artist sell their work.
� DRESS FOR SUCCESS - This program is designed to teach the youth about the importance of dressing for success. The youth will learn what to wear and what not to wear when going on a job interview.
� TEEN CENTER - The teen center will be designed to meet teens where they are, providing them with positive alternatives to street life. VOTU will work to divert teens from negative activities while providing them with positive/creative activities that they can enjoy and learn from. The Teen Center will focus on engaging teens by using popular contemporary art forms by exposing them to technology and training in music and video production.

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I had enough

Jalili — Wed, 01 Oct 2008 02:26:12 GMT

Well I think I have been hit with the straw that has broken the camels back. My Niece recently moved out of her mothers house because of her mothers new husband.

They have a beautiful child together and I love my little nephew but the problem is the situation that my niece has brought with her.
Nothing she has done but my mother has become the most inconsiderate person around.

She has always been the take sides person even when there was no conflict. She jumps behind my niece and lets her get away with anything Though she does nothing. I've realized that I am beyond the living with your mother age a while ago but now is beyond time for me to go.

I have been scratching together a large chunk of my pay checks trying to save enough money to pay some bills and move but after looking at the way this government has been so ready to bail out debtors I'm just going to run with my cash to Atlanta as soon as I hit a certain amount of money and not look back.

People say family is the most important part of life but since my mother was using something i was saving because of it's sentimental value to me.....I've basically wiped my hands of them.

To those in the "A" reading this see you soon
Because I will be in a Econolodge near you in the near future.

My new job with children!

Elisa Keisha — Tue, 30 Sep 2008 17:19:42 GMT

Greetings fam!

Im excited because tomorrow i start working in this social center in my neighbourhood.
With this practise i will finish my studies this school year (yay!)

The good thing about this social center is that, in spite of the poor installations and funds, it has many projects, most of them in relation to the migrant collective which is already 30% of the neighbourhood's population.
I will be working in the children space, but if i have time, i can also collaborate with the rest of the projects.
The "children space" is for children who need school support or just a place to stay and meet other kids. But i been told some of them are those "labeled" as problematic by their teachers.
The main goal of the project is education into values of friendship and respect (its has a strong [multi]cultural approach) But it all depends on what each volunteer wants to do.
So i have complete freedom to propose all kind of activities, as many as the moeny allow us, or get more involved in the kids' life, their family, school, etc...

Im excited to meet the kids! but they wont come until october 15th.

I will be writting more about this experience and the children!

Fenix, u know im gonna be knockin at ur door with questions!!!

help!

pintades — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 14:53:30 GMT

Hello,
> First of all I'm sorry for my english.
> I'm working for a french tv.
> We are searching for a young female activist fighting against the Harlem's River to River plan. We would like to film her in her day to day actions as an activist: in her visits to lawyers, real estate promoters, neighborhood members, etc... It's for a French TV show (channel 4, Canal +). Shooting will be from October 5 to 19. Can you help me to find this activist girl? Or/and can you give me names of activist association/organisation?
> sylvie

The Mist

Abena Ash'e — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 07:41:54 GMT

Chapter One
The Mirror
Day 1
12:23 a.m.

Here I stand in front of my mirror for the first time in a very long time. I was more nervous than a hooker in a church house. I was bold enough to face everyone but myself. I gave my all for this asshole I once called my strong black man. I relied on him like he was my favorite drug. I guess I have to check into rehabilitation so I can win myself off of him. I shouldn�t be defined as the poor excuse as a black woman. It�s going to take a miracle for me to realize that I don�t need love to love me. I don�t want to smoke on these cigarettes no more. I may not have enough self esteem, but I�ve recognized that when he up and left; I didn�t know how to follow. They want me to chase them like it�s a compliment. So once again, here I stare in front of this mirror. I began taking off my shirt and loosening up my buttons as the tears began rolling down my face. I slipped off my stockings and clipped off my shoes as my skirt dropped below my knees. I know I can endure some more, because he is not the reason on what I�m living for. I�ve shown my emotions to him just the previous night. I�m keeping my composure and avoiding his excuses. I�m going to leave this devastating relationship, because the damage that has been a burden on is not worth my worries.

�Janiah, you didn�t hear me knocking on the door. The rain is coming down extremely hard and I was standing out there looking dumb as f**k, getting soaked and wet. What the hell is wrong with the locks? I tried putting my key in and it did not work. You know I had to climb through the window downstairs and why the hell are you naked with candles all around the god damn house?� my fianc� Richard said extendedly complaining.

My thoughts began to leave as I his voice pounded inside my head. His untold lies were like a migrane and I was getting ready to explode. The time that set close to me before his sorry a** entered that door; was gone. The same so called love that was in his pants was set forward towards another woman. I�m still contemplating; do I want to blow the score?

�Janiah, what the hell is the matter with you. Cuts some lights on will you?� he said walking towards the lamp and trying to cut the lights on. �Janiah the electricity is out? I thought I told you to pay the damn electric bill. I see you can�t do anything around here. What are you good for huh?�

Deep down inside I wanted to murder him with all the anger that lied inside of me. I use to love this man with everything I had. How could he be so deceiving? I was disgusted to the max towards this pig I once slept with. He didn�t have the slightest clue what I was thinking. The dumbfounded look on his face was priceless and I wanted to intrigue it even more. I wanted to take that lamp and knock him up side his thick, lying skull of his. He was confused and I think I�m going stand up for who I am. I�m going to stand up for who I was meant to be, a strong black woman.

�Janiah, are you going to say anything? Why the hell did you change the locks and where the hell is all my god damn clothes?!� he said searching in the closet for a new shirt to replace the soaked one he was wearing. �Janiah, where the hell is all of my s**t?!� he said walking towards me.

�Go to hell Richard,� I said walking towards the nightstand and sitting on my bed.

�Go to hell?� he said getting frustrated and confused. �Look woman, I don�t know what the hell is going on, but I�m a need for you to tell me where my shit is!�

�You can find all of you�re things in the backyard near the trash cans.�

�What?!� he said stepping towards me in my face. �What did you just say?�

�I�m sorry,� I said standing up to him. �You didn�t hear me? Let me make it more clearer baby. I said all of you�re s**t is in the backyard near the trash cans.�

I think Richard finally realized that he was caught in the act and here he lies in front of me, witnessing a strong woman overcoming a man. I have seen the anger infuriation inside his eyes. His muscles began to tighten and looked tense. He picked my body up from the ground and slammed me into the mirror that I was starring at earlier. I started to see a change in him from the words I spoke, that he couldn�t handle and except. My body dropped from mid air as I laid there on the floor in shock. He walked out the room and started to walk downstairs. I painfully lift up my body and peeked out the window and noticed him getting his clothes and moving it back and forth on the patio. The lightning was fierce that night and the rain was coming down heavily. He was so remorseful, as if he deserved to be upset more than me. He glanced at the window and our eyes connected for quite some time. There for a few seconds, I�ve felt abandoned from the man I once loved. How could this manipulation from the system that wants him to turn on his queen; allow himself to do so? He continued moving the rest of his clothes onto the patio. I laid in the bed and promised myself that he would never put his hands on me again. I remember our first argument and he up and left. I didn�t know how to follow behind him and beg him to come back. I didn�t have the strength to do so. So how do I have the strength to put up with this now? I couldn�t sleep that night. Sleeping was unbearable. When he finally walked in the room around 2:30 a.m., I held my pillow tightly and started to nibble my nails. He crept in the bed trying �not wake me.� This treatment was way out of line. He tried tucking me in with the same covers that warmed his back. I immediately pushed the sheets off of me roughly and continued squeezing my pillow. This is the stage where he felt guilty and he needed to suck up as much as possible. I remained awoke until 4:21 a.m. He was sleeping like a baby that just been breast fed. I slowly got up and crept inside the bathroom to take another look at myself in the mirror. I was terrified beyond my belief. I wanted to take this bat and beat him repeatedly, but something was telling me: this is something I shouldn�t commit. I�m not like him. I felt his presence coming about and quickly I turned around.

�Janiah, we need to do what is best for us and try to work this marriage out,� he said coming closer to me.

�Are you out of you�re f**king mind?!� as soon as I said those words a slap ran across my face.

�Wrong answer,� he said grabbing my throat and picking me up. �Now are you out of you�re f**king mind?!� he said taunting me as I gasped for air. �Oh what you�re mad because I�m cheating on you? Get the f**k over it. I�m screwing her but loving you. You�re ungrateful and selfish!�

My vision started to become blurry and my head began to weigh light. All I kept thinking about was the day we first met. I would have never thought in a million years that the man that saved me from a previous heart breaking relationship; would be the same man causing domestic violence. I found love in his eyes. All roads were leading me to him, but now my love is finally broken in this journey. I began looking in his eyes and the tears began to roll down my face. He lifted the weight from my neck, but still had a firm hold of it. He placed me in the tub and turned the hot water on. It was scorching hot. I felt as if my skin was going to peel and melt. I couldn�t move from the shock that embraced onto me. My mind was signaling me, letting me know that I was going to pass out and drown in this water. My body was too weak for strength. I was already dizzy and light headed from the air cut from my circulation and the hot water was making me go into a faint stage. My eyes finally gave up and rolled in the back of my head as I took one last look as he closed the door and I heard the bed squeak; telling me he was going back to sleep as if nothing just happened to me.

Day 2 morning
9:15 a.m.

I woke up and noticed my body was pruned. I quickly got up from the tub and nearly slipped on spilled baby oil that was lying on the ground. I was confused of this whole situation. I�ve noticed the windows were painted black and the lights were dim; I barely could see. I tried opening up the door, but it was locked. I began banging on the door as hard as I could until I heard his piercing voice yelling on the other side of the door.

�I thought the baby oil would kill you, but oh well. Janiah, I�m getting ready to go to work. There is no way you can leave that room. You can bang as hard as you can on that door, but you�re trapped with every single furniture that�s in the bedroom and in the living room. You want to treat me like sh**; I will bring it on you 10 fold,� he said beginning to chuckle and stuffing his face with food.

�Let me out!� I said banging on the door as hard as I can.

�I don�t think so. I have to go sweetie. I will talk to you when I get home,� he said exiting the room.

Throughout the whole entire day, I was thinking of different ways on murdering him and getting away with it. I wasn�t quite sure what time it was and what I was doing. The society of a black man is over rated. What do we stand for as one? Does that even exist anymore? I was lost and trapped in the bathroom with nothing to do, eat, nor drink. I couldn�t live like this. I was angry at myself, as my people, and for him. I got up from the bathroom floor and starred at myself in the mirror. I was disgusted at the person who was looking back at me. This is not who I am. I took the bat that was under the sink cabinets and smashed the mirror with all my might. I started bashing the window above the tub until the day of light shined through the darkness. I then started taking all my frustrations on the door and began banging and hitting the door. �You think I�m weak?!� I spoke among myself and beaten the door even harder and harder. �You think I�m still in love with you?!� My frustrations started to pay off; the door begins crackling and I torn that mother f**ker down until it was no center of a door left! I noticed that I was supposed to be trapped in the room. Luckily my conscience that doubted him let me to bring the bat inside the bathroom. I began crawling through the furniture, up and down and getting stuck. Led me through freedom; I was out the room. I kept thinking on what I should do. Should I call the police? Should I keep my composure and give him another try? Should I even the score? I had to pick one of these decisions. What would you do?

12:20 a.m.

�Wow, what a long day of work,� Richard said as he walked up the steps and moving towards our bedroom door. �Janiah�� he stopped his words as he noticed the big hole in the bathroom door.

�How was work?� I said standing behind him with a knife in my hand.

�Janiah give me that knife,� he said dropping his briefcase and loosening up his tie. �Give me the knife Janiah, or someone will end up hurt.�

�I think that�s my whole motive Richard��

�You�re too weak Janiah,� he said moving closer to me as I stabbed him in shoulder as hard as I can and released it. �Are you f**king crazy?!�

�The police are on their way and as much as I hate calling them Richard,� I said backing up away from him as he bled. �Why didn�t you just pack you�re sh** and leave for what you did to me? What did you expect, oh what you didn�t think I was going to find out about you and that sleazy b**ch?! You�re just dragging you�re self inside the system as they judge us for you�ve showing an example of. Did you forget where you come from Richard? Do you?! How could you even think about putting you�re hands on me?!�

�F**k you b**ch,� he said rushing closer to me as the knife jabbed him in the gut full throttled.

�Wrong answer,� I said beginning to cry as his body dropped to the floor. Isn�t this what the society wants us to do? Murder our own people? Why should I fear for my life from the one who shares the same color as me? We, as a people wear each other shoes and �supposedly� know what we�ve been through. But when I look through that mirror, I only see myself. I�m only living for myself. This environment changed.

All I Want Is a Nap

DreadedBliss — Wed, 17 Sep 2008 11:47:31 GMT

Sonuvagun I'm exhausted! And I have a toddler crawling on my back :lol: . Gotta keep it movin' though!

Black People wake up we are a beautiful and powerful people.

TheNubianWarrior — Tue, 16 Sep 2008 17:48:21 GMT

IT�S TIME TO WAKE UP

People who try to maintain and create empires do it by manipulating the people that they are trying to conquer. They go out of their way to make sure that the people that they�re attempting to conquer is perpetually misled and manipulated. Therefore the conquered group�s perception of reality is not their own. It is shrewdly imposed upon them without them even knowing it.

It is time that more African Americans wake up to these realities.

�The way in which you destroy a group is by getting them to destroy themselves by dividing their ranks against each another. And then you feed these divided ranks inflaming misinformation that leads them to kill each other off.�

Certainly you have asked yourself why is that African Americans are so is inundated with negative imagery's of themselves. It is so unrelenting that it leads many to embarrassingly ask themselves the questions of damn are we Blacks really that bad?

It is actually a mass media social manipulation program of where in which African Americans are being covertly psychologically conditioned-through a white controlled media that subjects them to seeing only the fraudulent worst in themselves. Its motto is Divide and conquer. It drills the message into the black psyche that we are powerless, of lesser moral, and intelligence and that we cannot govern ourselves �therefore needs whites to govern over our lives. It is designed to totally detached African Americans from their sense of power and reality. Furthermore, it is all a massive lie. We are a powerful beautiful and extraordinary people.

When people in power wants to suppress or to exploit a group they do so by portraying that group as a fearsome enemy or a major problem of the society through lies and manufactured news items. These negative imagery's are used to socially engineer a national consent that justifies attacking the group.

This same propaganda technique was used by Adolph Hitler to foster a nation consensual setting that allowed his heinous mistreatment of the Jews. Hitler's propaganda chief, Joseph Goebbels portrayed them as a fearsome enemy of German society through lies and manufactured news items. These negative imagery's were used to justify their annihilation.

In the case of African Americans, they are being portrayed as the face of degradation in the American society as to socially engineer consent for their mistreatment and facilitate their exploitation through the private prison industry-- that earns immense profits through the disproportionately high higher incarcerations and longer sentencing of African Americans. These private prisons now even hold stocks on Wall Street and their Board of Directors lobby for changes in the law that would increase their profits. The enhances sentencing drug laws and three strike felon laws are the results of these efforts. Moreover, it also stimulates the American economy by creating more jobs within the prison industry.

The U.S. Government has an extensive history of conducting planned campaigns of extensive strategic psychological operations [based upon the works of Bernays] through the national media to influence and direct the perception and climate of the nation towards its governmental objectives. Given that the nineteen sixties were a period of massive black rebellion and unrest that eroded the American global image and increasingly placed the nation�s peace and stability in dire jeopardy and perhaps most particularly because the nations top sociologist and psychologist knew that those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable. This quite logically necessitated that the U.S. Government employ these same pr oven methods of mass psychological manipulation against its entire African American population.
The U.S. Government now secretly deliberately disseminates false deplorably racially devaluing statistics and propaganda about its Black population that are deliberately designed to adversely manipulate and shape the minds and collective consciousness of its African American population-- corrupting African Americans sense of unity, cohesion, and reason-- and fostering a consensual national environment of where in which its Black population is more easily divided, exploited and ultimately suppressed. Given the white race�s unrivaled history and proclivity, for brutal racism, and greed of power, what else should have been expected, when they are in control of the media- the most powerful propaganda tool in the entire world.

The constant relentless bombardment with deplorably negative images of themselves that of which African Americans are so inundated with, through a white controlled media, is a very carefully and deliberately designed psychological conditioning program. Its unrelenting daily assault on the Black psyche is designed to corrupt African Americans� sense of racial unity and cohesion, mold the character of self-hatred, engender self-doubt, self-loathing, and distrust among their group. And while insinuating that Blacks admire, respect, and trust only Whites.
This method of psychological manipulation works by affecting the unconscious mind through deception.
Here is a simplified example of how this is being implemented against African Americans. Let us, for example, imagine that a crew of people was aboard their own massive ship and that this ship was being shadowed by another neighboring ship that was constantly broadcasting derogatory messages to the first group. Such messages as that their ship was lesser, smaller, not seaworthy, perhaps slowly sinking or that their crew was incompetent and was planning a mutiny. With time, the group receiving the negative messages, being unable to refute or to confirm these derogatory messages and deficiencies will grow weary and paranoid of the negative messages and will eventually comes to accept these negative assessments of themselves. The perception created by the taunting now unconsciously influences how the taunted group perceives themselves, subsequently causing them to become distrustful of themselves, doubting themselves, hating themselves and, eventually, fighting among themselves. The taunted group may even become so besieged by deep feelings of inadequacy that they may even jump into the sea and attempt to swim towards the taunting ship now believing it to be superior to their own ship even if their own ship was in fact better.
Within a real life setting this mortifying psychosocial treatment is precisely what is being deliberately done to African Americans through corporate owned and governmentally controlled media outlets that deliberately subjected them to seeing only the fraudulently worst in themselves. This is done through an immense campaign of false derogatory misinformation and statistics that are created by U.S. governmental agencies and then leaked to its collaborators in the news media. These false information about African Americans are then disseminated unrelentingly everywhere; it is deliberately perpetuated through news releases in magazine articles, radio, television, press releases, documentaries, and false census reports perpetuating and framing the myth of Whites� racial, moral, and ethical superiority over its Black population.
The over representation of Black crimes and grossly exaggerated statistics of Black on Black violence within this psychosocial program are intentionally designed to create fear, hatred, and distrust thus molding the character of disunity and self-hatred among the Black community. [Black�s own personal negative experiences and interactions with their fellow Blacks then merely confirm the program�s perpetuated message that it is they that are their own worst enemies].
All African Americans have experienced the burden of this system of applied psychological conditioning, some more severely than others have. It is experienced every time we [Blacks] read a newspaper, watch the evening news, listen to a radio report, enter a classroom and read its racially biased textbooks. To the detriment of many African Americans, it has been an extremely effective. It has successfully conditioned many African Americans to accept the dominance of Whites and white institutions over their lives by misleading them to believe that they are, themselves, their own worst enemies, therefore engendering an aberration of internalized self contempt that pulverizes Black unity and halts Black upward mobility. It is at the root of both the profound division and self hatred now afflicting so many Black Americans and is at the heart of internalized feelings of superiority that many whites possess.
This psychological manipulation campaign also provides a more socially acceptable way to suppress Africans. It that its negative imagery's of Black America is create a shift of victimization that changes the root problem of racism in America to be due to Black�s behavior rather than White�s proclivity for racism. Thus engendering increasingly prejudiced distorted perceptions and acrimonious beliefs about African Americans that makes the nation and the entire world insensitive to their plight, tranquilizes efforts on their behalf, lessens pressure for social change on their behalf, and makes any serious criticism of White racism almost impossible today. Therefore fostering a national setting of where in which Blacks are more easily exploited ,disproportionately incarcerated, given stiffer sentences, and are more likely than other racial groups to be treated brutally, beaten, and fired upon by police officers while they are unarmed. These injustices now goes ignored because the perception has subconsciously become that it�s all now justified. This is what propaganda specialist Dr. Edward Bernays referred to as �engineering consent�.

Blacks: Have to Vote....?

Im The Truth — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 19:22:42 GMT

If you are Black do you really HAVE to vote? The answer is no. This may be a shock to many Black folks but we don�t have to do anything but stay Black and die � remember Joe Clarke in Lean on Me. I don�t try to convince people whether they should vote or not anymore but when I did, I�ve heard the craziness things. If you are like me you�ve heard this before many times, �What! Your ancestors died for the right to vote!� Or how about today with the Barack Obama celebrity fan base, �We�ve worked so hard to get a Black man who can become president you talking about not voting!� It�s always funny to me when I hear these things. Why? Well first who worked so hard? But let�s break down the #1 statement used to convince Black folks to vote for some lame duck. �Your ancestors died for the right to vote!� Is this really true? The 15th Amendment gave black folks the right to vote. Also just because some of Our Ancestors died in the process of voting does not mean they died for us to vote. All of us have some dead family members who died while doing crime does that mean they died so we can do crime? Or does it? :lookarou: The truth of the matter is Our Ancestors died for our freedom and voting, at that time - the late 1800s, the 60s, 70s � was a strategy which failed. And if you don�t believe it failed then why is it we have more Black elected officials than ever before and crime and institutional racism (ie judicial system, education system) has increased? And Black economics (housing, jobs, etc), social, and cultural order are all in disarray? Aren�t these the things elected officials are supposed to fix? It is no secret the voting strategy has not worked.

I remember in the 2004 elections people were talking about voting for "the lesser of two evils". What a crazy concept, don�t you think? Especially considering there are more options than two. You have all the other political parties (i.e Green Party, Libertarian Party, etc) and you also have the right not to vote as well. I find it�s important to lean on the shoulders of our Ancestors when making difficult decisions like �voting for the lesser of two evils�. In the Ballot or the Bullet speech by Malcolm X he said,

�The political philosophy of Black nationalism means that the Black man should control the politics and the politicians in his own community; no more. The Black man in the Black community has to be re-educated into the science of politics so he will know what politics is supposed to bring him in return. Don't be throwing out any ballots. A ballot is like a bullet. You don't throw your ballots until you see a target, and if that target is not within your reach, keep your ballot in your pocket.�

So why are we wasting ballots? Keep your ballot in your pocket. Also please don�t tell me about how Obama is going to change Washington. Obama can�t even have a Black preacher without denouncing him for political reasons (read: for yt folks votes :bribe:). Mr Obama�s change according to his website has nothing to do with the Black community. Also his change is nothing different than politics as usual. The only different is he�s Black. History, especially in American and African history, has shown us, that any Black person yts backs is 99.99% of the time absolutely against the Black community.

Ok, I think that�s enough typing. :gyenyame:

Imperialism, Neo-Colonialism and Black Liberation

Langalibalele — Fri, 05 Sep 2008 01:46:30 GMT

Imperialism, Neo-Colonialism and Black Liberation

By Iskandar Langalibalele

So it is, the Black Liberation dialectic has become blurred as the international struggle for survival in a hostile capitalist world economy take precedence. Aside from opportunists diluting the line, ambiguities within our own victories against Imperialism have left the national democratic struggle in jeopardy.

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Today, Capitalism is in crisis, grasping for anything to keep it afloat.
The role of black revolutionaries is to make sure this system drowns.
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South Africa, Zimbabwe and Mozambique have all become tinderboxes. Imperialism has sworn to destabilize these states. Zimbabwe has been singled out for special demonization, with black-skinned critics leading the charge. Yet, while we uphold the right to criticize, Zimbabwe�s critics consistently depart from rendering concrete support for the Zimbabwean African masses.

Anti-Zimbabwe criticism is also linked with increasing criticism of South Africa because of recent attacks inside the country mis-characterized as �xenophobic pogroms�, as well as the fact the South Africans were slow to pressure the Zimbabwean government for its missteps. Very few observers have struggled to analyze this phenomenon. The Black Commentator imitated Imperialist propaganda styles in cartoon condemnations. It gave the impression that an anti-Zimbabwe element has arisen in South Africa, when workers from all neighboring African countries have been attacked, not just Zimbabweans.

It also ignores the counterinsurgency which has opposed and delayed revolutions in all three countries. In fact, not one anti-ZANU or �anti-xenophobic� article in The Black Commentator even mentions counterinsurgency. Renamo in Mozambique, Inkatha in South Africa and forces inside Zimbabwe all still receive Imperialist financing to turn back the revolutions to colonial times.

So this is the neo-colonialist element inside the Black Liberation Movement itself, posing as revolutionary, posing as black. But we have to be clear that a line exists between revision and dialectics, and that line is not always blurry. In this instance, the line is very clear. It uses anti-imperialist catch-words and near-revolutionary phraseology, yet we have crystal clarity that they have only contributed revision to the black revolutionary struggle.

America, the great enemy of black liberation, drags its black slaves out of the ghetto and around the World to showcase its purported democracy, based on a new colonialism. This neo-colonialism fragments the unstable US black community, and further separates us from other Africans because the racist �culture war� maintains victory by dashing Black unity to pieces.

Neo-colonialism, having reached near total saturation, screams out to the masses to join in on the genocide against their own class and nation. It first screamed out in a most obvious form, in open collaboration with Imperialism. Now ne(gr)o-colonialism screams from podiums and newspapers for African workers to sell out everywhere. However, Imperialism cannot genuinely accommodate a total population sell out saturation. America lacks the democratic space and the political will to achieve justice for all those whom it invites into its fold. Imperialism only requires a class peace with the appearance of niggros having achieved the American dream.

This limitation defines the essential contradiction rooted within the Imperialist crisis sweeping thru American neighborhoods, factories, and banks. It exposes the fundamental limitation of Capitalism. We have to be clear that Capitalism is a finite system with finite resources and finite ideas and finite policies. It only has finite solutions for humanity. Capitalism only accommodates a small, numerically insignificant proportion of persons, who themselves own wealth and power far out of proportion to their numbers.

Capitalism has severe limitations, and capital completely lacks the ability to relieve oppression and repression and exploitation. Capitalism�s very existence remains based in perpetuating reactionary, subhuman conditions, which is why it must be down thrown.

America tenders not one cent toward helping African people transform their economies. These valiant workers and peasants inherited racist economies slanted entirely against them, weighting them down, and having only a handful of educated and trained personnel to help make the transformation. America has done nothing to expedite their prosperous ascension within the family of nations. America has never recognized their uphill fight against the fascism of apartheid and colonialism. But the United States has been quick to condemn the errors of the Black Liberation Movement, and hinder its efforts.

And whereas, on the neo-conservative side Clarence Thomas once cited Malcolm X to express his neo-colonialist ambition at the expense of African people, the negro-colonial Left currently repudiates Malcolm to preface their public betrayals of the great Black Liberation Movement. However, dialectics and revision do not go together, and all remarks by the neo-colonialist sector can never taint Malcolm X�s revolutionary martyrdom in the hearts of the masses.

Mao Zedong once discussed, in Selected Military Writings, the interior and exterior lines of combat. He talked about this because of the dialectic involved in maintaining principled and steeled revolutionary clarity, even on the battlefield. Mao didn�t say anything about blindly obeying orders. He didn�t elaborate on intangibles like honor and glory, or metaphysics. Mao Zedong discussed issues meant to help build a revolutionary fighting force which would help develop China following the communist victory.

Neo-colonialism within the Black Liberation Movement may seem like a paradox, yet it exists because Imperialism needs to undermine the workers struggle.

The Black Liberation Movement exists for the masses of African people, for them to seize and exercise power. Black liberation overthrows and dismantles the instruments of exploitation and oppression which rules over Africans, and builds a human social system to abolish private ownership, arms races and wars, and the crises in production and social relationships. At times, black revolutionaries have fallen short of our goals, because we lacked the democratic space to complete our work.

Clearly, the Black Liberation Movement must forcefully mark its territory. It must create splits thru out the neo-colonialist infrastructure. It must make its ideological attacks on Imperialism. Capitalism itself supplies a vast source of agitational material for revolutionary organizers.

Black revolutionary workers have a duty to undermine confidence that the system will straighten out this crisis. We must make short shrift of the State ideology, the functions of its branches, its relationship to big Capital, and its alienation from the masses of people.

The Imperialist power structures, or capitalist central committees, have failed to realize the deep set aversion to occupation war -- and hence its obsolescence -- within their societies. With the bailouts of parasitic banks in the midst of a widespread housing crisis, the Imperialist power structure has overestimated society�s tolerance for exploitation. Energy prices have shot up because of supply-side deregulation, a doctrine of neo-conservative government, which also auctions off public assets to the highest bidder. Anti-democratic laws from the Telecom Act to the Patriot Act undermine workers rights and set the stage for sweeping repression.

Capitalism is a class-based system which dominates relationships between nations, between societies and classes, the rich and the poor, the great and the small, and between women and men. This degenerate system, birthed in human trafficking and genocide, today strives for validation thru the ascendancy of black slaves to positions of power formerly reserved for Imperialism�s white colonial masters. Today, Capitalism is in crisis, grasping for anything to keep it afloat. The role of black revolutionaries is to make sure this system drowns.

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cynthia mckinney/rosa clemente/green ticket

nabraska — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 07:21:38 GMT

I'm not sure where my comrads stand on this ... but Cynthia McKinney is running for president with Rosa Clemente on the Green Party ticket. Now I've never been a big Barack fan, and John McCain, is well...'nough said. But I'm curious as to see where the people are in their views of this green ticket.

YouTube - Cynthia Mckinney Accepts Green Party...

So much IN my mind.

Sistah Real — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 03:23:57 GMT

I'm a straight up tell you without a chaser just how I feel. I'm 37, from and live in East Oakland, CA, birthed 4 beautiful children who are now grown and the rest almost grown. Yeah. It took me 2 years to cut off the perm I had for many years. My Crown is a statement, and I know it intimidates anyone who adhere conscious and or subconsciously to the white man's/Snake's lies/viewpoints/agenda. I'm not gonna play with you and talk all mighty and high to "sound" like I'm down, I could care less about impressing, thus I'm not easily impressed nor convinced. I see people have locs (I don't call them dreads), as a fashion statement, just like afro's, braids and bantu knots, etc. People be straight up trippin/playing like its a game. A whole bunch of fake ass people out there in the world sportin a Nubian in orgin hairstyle on their heads, but isn't a damn thang in their heads; straight out!!! You can't fool the Real, we know our Mandingo people, first it begins with the phenotype, shade, lifestyle--basically its a combination of things I won't spit, its like innate traits. But, I know who you are and you know me, that's all that matters. I'm not playing with these Bustas who've assimilated to the Snake's bullshit. Its totally sad, and too deep for me to get off into right now because I'm about to get up off this computer and go do me. But now, I got so much Real shit to say, but most ain't ready. But I really and truly don't give a fuck, I'm a keep it solid regardless.

Stay Black.
One Love.
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Music

Jalili — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 05:59:32 GMT

I'm up 2 in the morning listening to music.
Whether it's iTunes or Youtube I'm sitting here right now in my own mind listening to somebody saying something about something I'm feeling.

Music has a way of speaking to you through you with you and for you in ways you can't. I think when Hoover thought that pushing young Afrikan kids to by Entertainers he couldn't forsee the way music can speak to the young minds of our youth.

You can change emotions from the beat of a song. Laugh with joy at the impact of a songs vibe to the rhythm of your body. Most of all the lyrics of a song can make you think. Once that hook catches you and if it speaks on something real, you feel you can move mountains.

I'll never be a rapper, probably never bring up the courage to sing in front of a crowd BUT I know somehow somewhere MUSIC will play a big role in the rest of my life.

I know I'm losing sleep to listen to any and every song I discover I have in my CD case.:music: