Black Soul….2017!

 

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My politics haven’t changed.

The year just begun and I’m still checking out everything; and studying even more.

I’m still trying to figure out what will be the position of our new leaders.

Regardless of what they do, Black America must make its own determination as to where its headed.

Everyone is on edge.  Many are angry. Some are hurt.  Others are completely clueless. People are marching, holding up signs of their rage, expectations or just wanting to vent personal insults at people they don’t have the skill to defeat.  But what good is this supposed to do if there is no agenda to begin with?  Where is all this energy going to go?

We are at a crossroads in this society.  What have we become, Black people?

Right now, I’m watching a video from The Honorable Louis Farrakhan.  He’s speaking to a group of young Black males–laying it down as he does; and telling them point blank what’s up.

The journey that I have been on has been lifelong but within the last 20 years; my intelligence, soul and instincts, have been magnified.  I feel everything.  And what I”m feeling right now is that we are being judged by God.  All of these signs that are before us are literally God speaking to humanity.  He is telling us all that whether we believe in him or not; HE IS REAL!  And his wrath is upon ALL NATIONS!  We have forgotten him and this generation is one of the most wicked in modern times.

Before there is resurrection; there must be death.  And that is the reason why so much bloodshed has been taking place.

Whether some of you want to believe it or not…we have an enemy!  That enemy has already positioned this world for its personal use and destruction if need be.  We are powerless to stop them.

It’s time to WAKE UP!

So. What Will Happen Next?

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This morning, I woke up as usual.  I prayed to God–giving thanks.  Then I went into the bathroom.  The hot water spigot is stripped–and the water is not feeding through when trying to shower.  My blood pressure went up a bit but mainly I just took it in stride and accepted that this is just another issue to put on the block.

Nonetheless, I’m not yet ready to blog any pieces about anything yet.  As most of you, I am waiting till after the Inauguration.

Obama gave his last speech in Chicago last night.  That’s my hometown.  I wish I could have been there.  I was laying down when it came on and only heard about 10 minutes of it before dozing off.  I checked it out again on the news-feed and I was struck by how unmoved I was.  Honestly, I haven’t been that impressed with Obama.  He’s done some things but I feel that African Americans didn’t hold him accountable.  His capitulation to the Republican Party and to White America’s Fear of a Black President, literally set the tone for the election of Donald Trump.

Here is the full speech for those who missed it:

9 days from now, a new man will sit in the seat being vacated by President Barack Hussein Obama.

What kind of transition will this be?

I am actually not ready to make any kind of speculation because frankly, I just can’t call it right now.

Today, I’m focused on getting myself in a position where I won’t have to work.  I really am thinking about retiring young.  There is a lot I want to do.  And I am going to put more energy in becoming THE OWNER of what I do.  Entrepreneurship is the best route for African Americans in my opinion.  I got plans.  BIG PLANS.

As for the rest, I’m sure there will be a lot to talk about in 2017.  But…as of yet, we’ll all just have to wait and see what will unfold.

Donald J. Trump Is The Next President of The United States! God Let It Happen…

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Last night when I got home from work, I heated up dinner, then took my shower, and went on Facebook after getting ready for bed.  I was thinking of the election while surfing the news feed, still assuming that Hillary Rodham Clinton would be the next President of the United States and make history as the first woman elected to that office.  That’s what I thought.  My mother turned on the news before I fell asleep; I listened a bit as I was drifting into slumber state.  Then I fell asleep.  I woke up around 11:34 p.m.  And I heard the local news.  I listened a bit for any results.  The precincts were still reporting in.  I drifted off to sleep shortly thereafter.  When I awoke again, it was now 12:34 pm; and I heard George Stephanopoulos’s voice and other political commentators reporting on the precincts.  At first, Hillary was in the lead then…it turned.  The commentators were speculating among themselves what Donald Trump would have to do to pull and upset over Clinton.  At around 1:10 am, someone said that Trump was in the lead.  I was stunned.  I checked the poll results on my Facebook news feed, then posted posted on my timeline the results at that time: with 70:46% of the precincts reporting, it had Clinton at 209 electoral votes and trump at 238.  No one was prepared for what happened next>>>At around 3:30 am, they called it: Donald J. Trump had been elected President of the United States of America.

People are waking up stunned.  In shock.  Disbelief.  And many are fearful of what is going to happen.

I have no fear. My faith in God is just too strong but I am challenging everyone to look at the BIG PICTURE.  How did we allow this to happen in the first place?

History was made last night–but not the history that was expected.  In a shocking victory that stunned even political projectionists, what was thought to be improbable is now a reality.  Who put him in office? Well, I think it’s clear: rural, uneducated white males and females who felt locked out of the political system. Adding to that, 90 Million people chose not to vote. Do the math. I don’t know what to expect from his presidency but I will pray that God will lead him to do what is right for the American people. And maybe he actually might Make America Great Again. *Shrugs*

This is just yet another lesson learned.

Sidebar:  Hillary Clinton is a very evil woman.  People really don’t know the depths of malevolence in this woman.  Trump was perhaps the lesser of two evils.

***THIS IS DAMING***People do not realize just how much evil is in the people that run this counry!

Left With No Patience!

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War is who your government tells you who your enemy is.  Revolution is when you figure it out for yourself.”

That through it all, Black men and women who are conscious, know what is really dividing us.

Black women are not the enemy of Black men.  And Black men are not my enemy!  We were made for each other, and our response to each other should be to act as a bridge, not a barrier.

Within the past year, I’ve been doing a lot of deep thinking.  Often, I look around my community and pose serious questions as to why things are the way they are in the Black community.  How did we get here? Why do we think this way?  Can we change?  When will it get Better?  So many questions…they provoke serious inspection through acute observation, and finally, one day, the answer comes.  Unexpectedly, but right on time.

The forces in America have our attention divided between so many issues: crime, politics, social issues, gender issues, economic, and spiritual.  What messages can be inspired to get the attention of the masses, one thinks.

I don’t worry about this, I just want to be understood.

Black people are being attacked on all fronts, and I don’t think it’s a coincidence–it’s by design.  There are people in this country who really want to destroy us.   They fear our power–and unity, and this has been where the true battle has been.  So, if you are them, how do you achieve such machination?  What weapons do you use?

Mental enslavement and psychological warfare is being employed on the Black community. The inherent psychological weaknesses are allowing our enemy to infiltrate our community and divide and conquer us through the tactic of the illusion of inclusion.  They want us to believe that “We like you now–we want to sleep with you–you can come to work at our prestigious institutions–we’ll even allow you to play golf–just don’t talk about Black issues…and we’ll accept you.

Now, how dehumanizing is that?

But a lot of Black men and women have fallen  for it.

The allure of being accepted by the superior group has jaded the thinking of some of us and we must “out” these people, and destroy them if need be.

Serious times call for serious measures.  During such times, one can’t be a friend, for your actions are deliberate, and your purpose is very clear: The enemy must be destroyed!

Black people must think seriously about our course of action because I, and many, who are ready to fight, simply cannot settle for walking the fence any longer.

This battle WILL BE FOUGHT!  With…or without you.

 

Black Power: What Does It Mean Now?

Growing up during the post Black Power era most definitely impacted my psyche as early as 5 years of age. Images of proud Black people, fists raised, Afros high and neatly shaped; people greeting each other with What’s up, brutha? Good morning, sistah. Was a regular occurrence. Black people always were excited whenever Black folks were on t.v. and it was always a high moment when Black achievement was recognized and highlighted in various forms of the media, but particularly in the media. I remember whenever this would happen, neighbors and family would all call each other and make sure to convey that “Black folks were going to be on this or that tonight, y’all. This sounds hilarious but this was big for the community and our people. We were being validated. And it gave us pride. Music, sports, fashion, business and politics, Black folks were making strides.

However the power of the politics and passions of the Black Power movement of the sixties began to diminish in the mid seventies. As time moved on…the images that once were familiar to me became distorted.  The failure of the Black Power movement is that it didn’t inspire nationalism as a habit–it became more of a cliche. The younger generation only heard soundbites and images of something that should have been normal culturally and relateable; and not just for entertainment purposes and faux-intellectualism. Many just became disillusioned.

The tough looking, cool, aloof, leather coat wearing, banner carrying young black men and women that were visible in the sixties, waned. No longer were Afros in style but Jheri Curls. Fashion became eclectic and everything old became new. I saw images of Black people becoming less Afrocentric and more conservative. Men wore Stacy Adams shoes…double-breasted shirts, parts cut into their hair; the ladies wore retro chic fashion and shoulder pads became the rage. Big hair was normal in the eighties and people seemed to go about everything in a mundane fashion until the mid part of the decade. Miami Vice, The Cosby Show, Hill Street Blues, were all hit shows. Rap music, Madonna and Michael Jackson would dominate music and music videos would forever change how we looked at artists. However, America began to learn new words: Crack and AIDS would change life forever and greed would mark the decade. By the time the nineties came; people started to pay with their lives for their actions of the past. Gang violence began to takeover communities. HIV/AIDS deaths increased, crack babies were being born, crackheads, drug deals gone bad…these things left an aftermath and a legacy. Neighborhoods began to change–communities torn apart. Angry faces began to be seen on videos and Black youth turned away from talks of God, community and the good ‘ole days from their parents and began chanting songs that reflected a generation that had been abandoned, confused and was now lost.

Today, we are in a new millennium. We have a Black President. Have Black Politics ended? In Less than 5 years, Blacks will have a Trillion dollar buying power and millions of Black men and women have graduated from some of our greatest learning institutions and White people now think it’s cool to date and marry us, but what is Black Power? What does it mean today?

Fight The Power!

This is one of Public Enemy’s greatest videos. It is the full 7 minute length.

It’s from the 1989 movie, Do The Right Thing.

I’m really feeling this song right now, in light of current events impacting the Black community.

Holler back if you agree!