Having traveled America, the
importance of community, Love, family, cooperation, inspiration, abundance and
Christ-like living have become so very essential. The Crenshaw community has
become an example of what an urban community can be. I owe so much to this
community for the foundation it provided me with. From 42nd street
elementary and the Boy Scouts to Audubon Junior High School to Crenshaw High
School, even to playing basketball at 54th street, this community
has given me so much.
Now, as I become the leader of
my generation of community members, I must become aware of my responsibility
and leadership. Because of my past, I have so much to give and it’s my turn. My
neighborhood needs me and I plan to deliver.
Not all of the recent changes
inside and out of my community have resulted in growth. Too many have
abused/abandoned what was given them and not enough have remained to give. No
more!
I determined, immediately after high
school, that where many sought to abandon, I would be committed to my
neighborhood. My children will grow up here. God willing, my children’s
children will grow up here. Commitments of that type require work. There must
be a community for them to live and grow in. That means the community must
grow.
I have become aware of many members of the
community contributing their part to maintain the community from working with
the children to community outreach to business building. By showing what
community is in all areas, we can create community members who are more aware
of the beauty they are a part of. Once they are aware, we can foster growth
leading to more success, bigger businesses, vertical integration into various
industries, a stronger and clearer culture as well as a larger investment into
our own economies.
RuggeD Posterity is focused on preparing community members in all areas of life. By creating more well-rounded individuals. We are leading the way for building/rebuilding communities across the country. The vision is a strong community and we accomplish it by perfecting our foundation. RuggeD Posterity will coordinate existing frameworks in neighborhoods across America into solid communities which will contribute to the prosperity of our nation and the global economy. The mission from this day forward is to support the Powernomics principle of Vertical Integration and prosperity within the community by providing research, policy notes and economic strategies.
Despite what KRS-1 says and ALL my
best efforts, the P is not free. In some way or another we all end up paying,
before or after, for sex.
I’m sure we’re all familiar with
what men will do to get sex, and how they change after but this is a little
deeper.
What about when the for some reason
or another outside of true Love, the man wants to stay? Sometimes the reason is
as trivial as just wanting to back up a bunch of shit talking. In fact, most of
the time the sex is not that great at all and it is the shit talking that keeps couples together.
It all begins with all the false
identities we present to each other that build into the bigger promises we make
in order to keep up relationships that are built on nothing. I know people
whose relationships have less real talk than a couple in a Cinemax movie. That
tends to be the way when people don’t want to hear the truth. The less talking,
the less chance hurting one another’s feelings. In all relationships, plutonic,
business, political as well as romantic, the truth is not very popular.
Everyone just wants to be Politically Correct.
After centuries of these polite
relationships, we’ve developed a society of dysfunctional relationships. In short we are all a bunch of liars. We are
an overly sexual society and most of us want to keep it a secret. Both the men
and the women want to avoid being labeled. We all get into sexual relationships
that we want to keep sexual. But the only way to keep any relationship purely
sexual is to pay. As the saying goes - you don’t pay hookers for sex, you pay
them to go away. But it’s a recession and as sexual as America is, no one wants
to be seen as overly sexual, so we avoid hookers and situations where we could
be seen as hookers.
And that begins the delicate dance
of love. We want to get the P for free so we pretend to be in love. The only
problem is we can’t dance. We keep making up more and more lies to keep the P
free. We tell so many lies for so long that sometimes we wake up married with
kids.
Here’s the bad news: Eventually,
the truth always comes out. AND, eventually you always pay for the P. The
longer you go without paying, the larger the bill raises. So when you finally
figure out you’ve been playing yourself, you’ve got to pay.
Most of the time, the bill comes in
the form of child support and, by the time that bill comes, play time is over. Another
bill is called alimony. All of these “bills” come as a result of trying to avoid
the prepayment for sex. I used to look down on a friend of mine who bragged
about paying his wife for sex. But looking at their situation now, if they do ever
make a split, it will be clean because he prepaid. They don’t have children.
And his payments are documented. Worst case scenario, he’ll have to maintain
his already small payments. Best case scenario, he’ll win and she’ll have to
pay him.
But let’s talk about the losers.
At some point in failed
relationships, amnesia sets in. All the promises are forgotten. All the good
times erased. All the lies ignored except for their use in arguments. When it
comes to “Baby-Mamas”, “Baby Daddies” (I threw up a little in my mouth typing
those words. I hate them so much. That’s another blog though.), Ex-Husbands and
Ex-Wives it’s hard to look at them and imagine they ever loved or even
tolerated each other enough to have unprotected sex once let alone a whole
relationship’s worth of sex.
Dr. Laura always keeps it real. A
couple may not reunite after splitting up but when children become involved, continued
communication is mandatory. I didn’t realize my parents still talked till I was
like twenty. They argued so much in front of me that it seemed impossible they
could ever communicate rationally. I was so wrong! No wonder I couldn’t get
away with any of that playing one against the other shit.
Number 8 is the biggest. Don’t make
promises you can’t keep. All you are doing is just building a debt you WILL be
forced to repay in one way or another. What started as lies to get the P for
free can eventually lead to making false promises to children and can end up
with you forking up some bail money for your stripper daughter.
The bottom line for men as well as women in relationships that
doesn’t/won’t work out is to be honest to your words. Whether or not you can
actually live up to the all the shit you talk in relationships, you WILL have
to pay the debt one day. It may include child support, it may include alimony,
it may be tuition, and you may have to raise someone else’s kid. But the most
important debt you owe is to the children. And it’s not about money. It’s about
time and Love. It’s about keeping your priorities in line.
When you truly make family and Love
the priority, the money won’t matter. Neither parent will run from their responsibilities.
And whether or not the romantic relationship works out the relationship between
both parents must be maintained. Not just for the children but for fulfillment within
your personal lives.
Paying what you owe is all about
being true to yourself. At some point we all have to face the reality of our
decisions. The sooner we do, the easier it will be to handle our responsibilities.
The P is not free. Whether it’s
$1.50 for a pack of rubbers or $215,000 for college, you will pay. Even if it’s
just time and the energy of dealing with each other honestly, which I say is
the best value, you must pay.
It’s never too late ladies and
gentlemen. No blame, no games, just start with a little honesty. And…
Someone call the
Sheriff! The guards are treating the children wrong. They won’t le t the
children come out and play. They keep making the kids line up like they’re in
the army or some bull. Now they want the kids to sit still and stay silent.
Next, they’ll want them to go to sleep before midnight! I think we may need
Child Protective Services on this one. OMG!
I hope they come
soon. One of them just made the children make up their beds! The nerve! Trying
to introduce discipline to the undisciplined. Where they do that at?
So the C.P.S.
just told me to fuck off. Seriously! I thought the goal of C.P.S. was to
protect children from abuse, mental and physical. Just because these children
are prisoners. Just because they are legally considered adults. Can you believe
they said, “It’s jail! Deal with it.” I mean really.
What kind of
person can ignore such fragile people? They are crying out for help and no on
is answering. How could you pretend not to hear.?
C.P.S. says if
they encountered children this bad (they have), they would forget them and just
let them end up in jail (they did). So that’s it then. These are the forgotten
children. Children so bad their parents wish they could forget. But they are no
longer children. They are adults, suffering from years of neglect and poor
parenting. And no one told them. They have no idea. No idea. Should I? Should I
be the one to say it?
I guess I
should, since the babysitters don’t seem to care.
Children! Gather
round. I’ll be brief but I must tell you now.
You are
retarded. I mean that in the most literal way. Your psychoses have developed
unchecked for years and now you are mentally challenged. You can’t think. And
no one cared enough to tell you until now.
Left to develop
unguided, you are now nothing but ego. You have absolutely no self-awareness so
it is virtually impossible to see your sickness.
Let me get you a
mirror.
Welcome to Jail!
You are here because of what you’ve done, who you are, who you know or where
you reside. Because of what you have done or failed to do, you are now a guest
of the county or state. Bottom line, it’s your responsibility of lack thereof
that’s brought you here.
Let’s start
here, in this place you find yourself in currently.
You are now an
inmate. While you have a few (very few) rights, know that you have fewer rights
than any animal located within these borders. (Including rats) In fact there
are more members of PETA than all the prison/inmate advocacy groups combined.
You are also an adult, legally. While the lack of rights will have you feeling
like a child, there is no one available who will care for you in jail. No one.
In fact, your mama is probably happy for the break. She’s paying extra taxes
this year just to show her appreciation. She’s been tired of your two-pm waking
up ass for years now with no idea of what to do. We were happy to help. She’s
currently renting out your room to one of our correction officers. It’s a good
arrangement for both.
Because of you,
she can afford the extra taxes, the little change she may or may not put on
your books and she’s going on a cruise next week. If she does put money on your
books, it’s not because she feels bad for not giving you money before, she’s
paying you off to stay away. She wishes she’d have called crimestoppers along
time ago.
No you are ours.
No worries.
We are ready for
you.
The easiest way
to bring someone back to reality is to destroy your comfort zone. That is our
goal from the minute you enter our doors.
The holding tank
is your last chance to find someone will to put up with your bullshit. Good
luck!
No luck?
Wonderful!
Welcome!
Have a seat on
the stainless steel (Or stained wood-blood/piss stains) benches while we get
your cell ready. It should only take five or six hours. What’s that? A hold up?
Scratch that five or six hours. Just give us a few minutes… Now, we have it right! It will now only be
two or three days. We need to make sure your paperwork is thorough. We wouldn’t
want to lose you. (Tehehe) Plus, we ordered out. We wouldn’t want to get hot
wing sauce on your paperwork. You’re in no rush anyway. Take a few more minutes
to say good-bye to your clothes and any memory of the outside world.
You dressed in?
That is, are you out of your clothes and into our uniform? (Some version of
pajamas you will wear 24 hours a day for as long as we can keep you here.)
How’s your back? Not completely destroyed yet? You can still squat and cough
then? Go ahead. Thanks! You are now tagged and bagged. You’re officially an
inmate now.
Let the fun
begin!
Now let’s
determine what type of inmate you are. Please answer and keep in mind these
questions have absolutely nothing to do with your classification. We’ve already
judged you we’re just killing time now.
By now, nothing
but peanut butter should have you ready for some real food. How about some
grits, pasta, hot dogs, rice and gravy, corn dogs, Italian sausage, and buckets
of Kool-Aid? (Actual buckets) Sound good? Yep. Taste good? Not so much. At
least you can watch an endless parade of food commercials so you can remember
real food. Ahhh, the memories…
If you’re with
us long enough, you may actually start to like this stuff. Maybe even look forward
to it.
So now that
you’ve settled in, lets examine how you’re going to spend this time with us.
You got options.
You can spend
the time thinking about all the time you wasted. Or you can waste more
How can you
waste more?
I knew you’d
choose option two! I give you “Free Time”!
During this time
you can mingle with you peers. You have ample opportunity to catch up on those
food commercials we know you love so much. And we’ve strategically scheduled
these times so you will not miss Jerry Springer. We have games for you and a
fake outside so you can breath fresh-ish air in possibly a sliver of sun. Sound
fun? It is!
Speaking of
Jerry Springer, we give you two options of listening level. (We love to give
you options.) You can either watch it inaudibly low or inaudibly high. What
better way to direct you attention to the pictures than by eliminating those
pesky words. Why do they talk on talk shows anyway? We know you been watching
Jerry Springer for 19 of your twenty years of life. You can surely tell what
each and every fight is all about by now.
If you can
locate them, we also provide a selection of books to read. Hopefully, you won’t
(OH! You will be staying a while?)…
Well…
We have books.
If you like to and can read, good luck. Welcome to Jail!
If hygiene is
your thing, we got that too. In a marvel of modern architecture and engineering
we’ve designed a crack in a corner in the middle of the room for you to bath
in. I know you’re quite used to these types of accommodations. So, shower away!
And if you can remember, please pick up your pubes so the next inmate can at
least pretend to be getting clean. (Oh you forgot? – and he… And it’s been
filthy for quite a while? Hmmm.)
Well…
We’ll have to
get someone to look at that. Perhaps your house man (Oh you don’t have one?)
Well…
Welcome to Jail.
Moving on.
At Least we can
keep the facilities clean. That is, we can provide you with cleaning supplies
to clean up behind yourself and/or the last bum who was in your cell/dorm.
Almost every day you can clean you cell
and the common area. (Huh?) (The mop bucket is filthy after only two rooms?)
Well…
I’m sure you can
still… (And the bleach is not bleach?)
Of course it’s not. That’s for your safety. (And you can’t get any
bleach if you don’t get it first?) Well have you talked to a guard about it?
(No response huh?) Can’t be that much dirt anyway. (There is? Wow! And the
guards won’t give you any more bleach?)
Hmmm…
Let’s talk about
the guards. We’ve provided you a reunion of sorts.
Due to security
issues and background requirements, we’ve hired some people you may know. The
very same “lame” losers you picked on years ago or last week are here to watch
you now. I’m sure they’ll do an excellent job. They seemed so happy to see you
again. I’m sure you have tons to talk about.
Freedom is more than a state of being; it is also astate of mind. When my mind is free, I am at peace. I am open to the wisdom of God, the wisdom that leads me to hoy and fulfillment. As I open my mind and heart to God, I am free. In realizing me oneness with God, I release the chains of negative thought and limitation and adopt and inner knowing of love and freedom. The words of a favorite hymn remind me: I am free. I am unlimited. There are no chains that bind me. I am free. I am unlimited, right now! Right now, I feel peace and freedom. Right now, I let go of the past and move forward in my life. Right now, I begin anew with a free spirit and joyful heart.
Be glad in the Lord and rejoice, O righteous and shout for joy, all you upright in heart. -Psalm 32:11
I work with others in harmony and peace.
I am a magnificent creation of God, blessed with physical, mental and emotional abilities that enable me to co-create wonderful moments in life. I live in a world filled with other people who are wondrous creations, and as I connect with them, my power to co-create multiplies. In my workplace, community or household, the best results often come through shared efforts toward a common goal. I model the ability to listen to others and consider their ideas. When I work with others effectively, the world is a little more harmonious than it would be otherwise. I celebrate the willingness and ability of all people to work together in harmony and oneness.
You are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are citizens with the saints and also members of the household of God. -Ephesians 2:19
I promote harmony by being at peace.
We are the peace of God in expression right where we are. As we join with one another in thought, prayer and action, we contribute to a sacred network of harmony, a powerful consciousness of peace that is growing person by person every day. In every neighborhood, community, city, and country, we promote harmony, mutual understanding and cooperation as expressions of our spiritual nature, our true nature. We recognize and treat one another as sacred beings who are sharing in the abundance of our divine inheritance. Each thoughtful word and caring gesture is evidence of the love of God expressing through us to the world.
The dawn from on high will break upon us, …to guide our feet into the way of peace. -Luke 1:78,79
What a week of reflection, reconnection and rebuilding! I started last month determined to focus on myself. The mantra was – I can’t help you if you I haven’t helped myself first. So I looked within and sought to build myself into someone who could help those around me. I distanced myself from everyone. Having a clean slate, I can seek to add people to my circle. I am peaceful and strong in spirit so my persona attracts like individuals. I may have distanced myself from good friends who have similar positive outlooks. It feels really good to reconnect with them in a new harmony. I celebrate having God in common with my true friends and family. And so we grow! Each of us has taken the time to reflect and become strengthened in spirit. Then we come together as a group of like-minded, strong individuals. This growth within ourselves is reflected in our group and harmony spreads to our friends and family to our neighborhoods to our communities to cities to our nations and throughout the world. And it all started with one person. Me. And became us!
Connected to the Spirit, my life is in perfect harmony.
Voices in harmony create a delicious blending, a beautiful sound. Hearing it brings pure joy. Conversely, when harmony is off, the imbalance is disturbing. It is that way in my life also. At times, I may get sidetracked, focused on the ways in which my life appears to be flawed. In that frame of mind, I feel disconnected and discontented. But as I become aware of my disharmony, I can make adjustments. Just as musicians must listen carefully and bring their voices into alignment to create harmony, I, too, must listen in order to bring myself into alignment with Spirit. When I am in sync with God, harmony is the inspiring result. I am blessed and at peace.
Apparently Colossians Chapter 3 has a lot to offer Christians in the way of instruction. This time the verse was 3:14. See why I just say read the whole chapter! (Two weeks ago it was 3:12) Let me give you some more as well. Nehemiah Chapter 8. 1 Corinthians Chapter 12. And Luke Chapters 1 and 4.
In the midst of our individual journeys, we will realize that we are all working together in the Spirit. Now, it gets a little tricky here. If we’ve all been studying and practicing, not only should we each be in touch with our own gifts, we should be OK working in conjunction with each other for the greater good of the body of Christ. This may be the final frontier. We are all so easily connected nowadays. Then why is it so hard? The Master Key System insists you not read ahead in order for the system to work. Perhaps, we should do the same. The hard part in living harmoniously is finding your place in the universe. Quite a few of us have skipped that part. In becoming Christian, we want to pick and choose. Most of us want to be Apostles, Pastors, or Deacons. A few (I hope a miniscule amount) want to walk on water. And still some are just lost with no idea. If you incorrectly choose or never find out at all, you’ll end up a leach, parasite or cancer in the body of Christ. Worse, you may become a hater. So I say here, on this monument to codependence and nosiness, be alone sometimes. The first lesson in The Master Key System is just to sit in silence for 15-30 minutes. (I’m still working on it. It’s as hard as hell.) You can think what you want but you can’t move a muscle. I’m nearly there but it’s been over a week. I can see the point may be to gain focus. I can also see how far I have to go. [There are like 24 parts]
Be alone in silence sometimes. SILENCE. No music. Not even jazz or gospel. No phones. No PHONES. Shut it all the way off. It’s hard. But it’s only hard until it’s easy.
Then listen for your part. And when you hear it jump in. And once you’re in there, be in there. Be present in what you’re doing in life. Be you and DO you! The more you know how to properly do your own thing, the less like you are to be distracted by others doing their thing. Keep in mind 1 Corinthians Chapter 12. There are WAY more roles for people to fill. Some may not seem as important as others right now. However, the more comfortable you are with yourself and your role in the universe the less you tend to worry about other people’s journey. And only when you are secure with your own progress in your journey will you be able to recognize the harmony around you. Like my boy Wood just told me – “Get your shit together…” so we can create a beautiful symphony.
My brain’s been so scattered lately. So many adjustments. A lot of work. It’s all so worth it. I’m loving the pressure and enjoying the rewards! And then comes New Years…
Not being in L.A. had me thinking a bit about change. Now I can understand why we change our clocks twice a year. (It’s agrarian. [All about crops and farming] Look it up!) But why is it exactly that the beginning of a New Year is the automatic life changing event of the year?
So many of us want to lose weight. Why is the coldest month of the year when you decide to go running? Is that very motivational?
Does it have to do with all the money we waste on spoiling bad children? [Not your children, of course. The other ones!] We feel bad so we have to readjust our lives? We have to reorganize our priorities? Maybe.
And not to hate on our festivities, but how well are we going to be able to hold onto these new habits if spend the night being fake at church or wake up with a hangover in a strange bed? I’m just askin’
Please believe I’m all for change and growth. I’m just a little skeptical on this one. My usual optimism is actually stepping out of the way on it’s on to ask – FOR REAL?
You gonna lose weight, again? You gonna shake them haters after you been drinking with them all night? You gonna start saving as soon as you get that refund check.
A friend of a friend said – “Let Go Of The BS...No Room For It In 2010!!!” @Scherell Irby [I gotta give EVERYONE their citations]. But then I asked myself, how many times have I heard that. Shit, I may have even said it myself! Why is that phrase so familiar? Have we been taking turns saying that Bull Shit for the last 10 years [At Least!]?
Can we stop? Can we make on final resolution? A big enough one to keep us challenged for years to come. Let’s take the pressure off ourselves. We have to lose 30 pounds then keep it off because we don’t want to have the same resolution next year. Then we have to start saving (after we buy Hummer with the children’s o’ so small college fund) and keep that going or else we’ll be broke and overweight. And then we have to keep shaking haters and trying not to meet weird people so we won’t have no haters next December to shake. You feeling the pressure yet? Does it make you want some cheesecake? You wanna go to the bar with some random assed drinking partners from Yahoo Friends? Are you fretting failing at three things and STILL having to come up with an original resolution 3 years from now. Are you imagining being broke, fat, and lonely? You getting it yet?
Maybe it’s just me. I’m a procrastinator. I set my own deadlines and break them. Maybe I need to stop and conform to societies rules on growth. Let me see if I can focus on that. One year to grow. Then another one. Then another one. What if my journey is a lifetime though? (See, I didn’t make it too long!) Maybe I need some Ritalin. PSYCHE!
How about next year, we take the time off to evaluate our progress on our journey. I don’t know about you all but it seems strange to see something not working in February and waiting until December to consider making a change. How about we just celebrate our continual growth? Thinking about celebrating where we’ve been and where we’re going seems a little like having two birthdays but this next New Years will officially be a group thing. We’ll each have our own birthdays then we’ll come together and celebrate each other’s accomplishments.
I think that sounds good. Like I said on New Year’s Eve, if you don’t know that I love you. I’ll spend all year (every year) showing you. So the celebration next year is going to be HUGE. As long as we all commit to loving each other more.
If you wake up looking at your workout gear then look past it to the window and see snow or rain or For The Love of Ray J on TV, don’t get discouraged. Grab the phone and call someone. Tell them you love them and let them love you back. Let’s stop spending our children’s college funds and start a business together. And at some point we all have to meet up and beat up some haters. I have a feeling though, when we get together the haters will magically disappear.
[This is the Shit Starter! I tried it on MySpace. Let me give it one more whirl before the rewrite for the book. This is a topic I WILL NOT let go. This is the essence. This is the root of niggardom. If we are to get anywhere in this country, we must get past this. So I will keep poking (in the EYE!) until someone speaks out.]
Posted Date: : Feb 13, 2006 1:53 AM
There's this letter that I have seen over and over circulating through intellectual circles. Most recently it was posted on a friends blog. I have to take this opportunity to further enlighten.
First here is the letter:
This speech was delivered by [b]Willie Lynch on the bank of the James River in the colony of Virginia in 1712. Lynch was a British slave owner in the West Indies. He was invited to the colony of Virginia in 1712 to teach his methods to slave owners there. The term "lynching" is derived
from his last name.
"Gentlemen. I greet you here on the bank of the James River in the year of our Lord one thousand seven hundred and twelve. First, I shall thank you, the gentlemen of the Colony of Virginia, for bringing me here. I am here to help you solve some of your problems with slaves. Your invitation reached me on my modest plantation in the West Indies, where I have experimented with some of the newest and still the oldest methods for control of slaves. Ancient Rome's would envy us if my program is implemented. As our boat sailed south on the James River, named for our illustrious King, whose version of the Bible we Cherish, I saw enough to know that your problem is not unique. While Rome used cords of wood as crosses for standing human bodies along its highways in great numbers, you are here using the tree and the rope on occasions. I caught the whiff of a dead slave hanging from a tree, a couple miles back. You are not only losing valuable stock by hangings, you are having uprisings, slaves are running away, your crops are sometimes left in the fields too long for maximum profit, You suffer occasional fires, your animals are killed. Gentlemen, you know what your problems are; I do not need to elaborate. I am not here to enumerate your problems, I am here to introduce you to a method of solving them. In my bag here, I HAVE A FULL PROOF METHOD FOR CONTROLLING YOUR BLACK SLAVES. I guarantee every one of you that if installed correctly IT WILL CONTROL THE SLAVES FOR AT LEAST 300 HUNDREDS YEARS. My method is simple. Any member of your family or your overseer can use it. I HAVE OUTLINED A NUMBER OF DIFFERENCES AMONG THE SLAVES; AND I TAKE THESE DIFFERENCES AND MAKE THEM BIGGER. I USE FEAR, DISTRUST AND ENVY FOR CONTROL PURPOSES. These methods have worked on my modest plantation in the West Indies and it will work throughout the South. Take this simple little list of differences and think about them. On top of my list is "AGE" but it's there only because it starts with an "A." The second is "COLOR" or shade, there is INTELLIGENCE, SIZE, SEX, SIZES OF PLANTATIONS, STATUS on plantations, t-- of owners, whether the slaves live in the valley, on a hill, East, West, North, South, have fine hair, course hair, or is tall or short. Now that you have a list of differences, I shall give you a outline of action, but before that, I shall a-- you that DISTRUST IS STRONGER THAN TRUST AND ENVY STRONGER THAN ADULATION, RESPECT OR ADMIRATION. The Black slaves after receiving this indoctrination shall carry on and will become self refueling and self generating for HUNDREDS of years, maybe THOUSANDS. Don't forget you must pitch the OLD black Male vs. the YOUNG black Male, and the YOUNG black Male against the OLD black male. You must use the DARK skin slaves vs. the LIGHT skin slaves, and the LIGHT skin slaves vs. the DARK skin slaves. You must use the FEMALE vs. the MALE. And the MALE vs. the FEMALE. You must also have you white servants and over- seers distrust all Blacks. But it is NECESSARY THAT YOUR SLAVES TRUST AND DEPEND ON US. THEY MUST LOVE, RESPECT AND TRUST ONLY US. Gentlemen, these kits are your keys to control. Use them. Have your wives and children use them, never miss an opportunity. IF USED INTENSELY FOR ONE YEAR, THE SLAVES THEMSELVES WILL REMAIN PERPETUALLY DISTRUSTFUL. Thank you gentlemen."
Now here are the facts. Willie Lynch never existed. The letter is fake. The sentiment is real. Slave owners did discuss tactics of controlling slaves with each other much like business owners discuss management techniques today. The system of slavery is over. Black people are still disjointed. Poor people are still disjointed. The techniques discuss in this fictitious letter are still used in business today. It drives not racism but a much larger more important system. In fact racism is, if anything, derivative of this system. The system is capitalism.
Capitalism is what drives this country. It drives the world economy. In order for it to continue. Certain techniques have to be employed. These are the same techniques that were employed during slavery both in America and around the world. In order for there to be a ruling class in this land of opportunity there has to be working class. A lesser class. No one grows up wanting to be a janitor or a servant or anything menial. No one also grows up with their sole goal in life being to make another man wealthy. But that is what happens. And no one ever asks why.
Why are music stars unconcerned about being robbed and making less money than a label owner when they are the talent, they create the music? Why do we get mad at athletes for wanting more money when a talent less old man is making more just for owning a group of athletes. Or better yet why isn't education mandatory for athletes? Who would really want an athlete to really know what's going on with ALL the money that is made in the sports industry? Why is the emphasis on fake weapons and so called terrorists? Why was the richest oil country on the top of the "terrorist" list when it was one of the countries least friendly to terrorists?
The bottom line is that these are all distractions. The techniques described in the Willie Lynch letter are still in affect today with Black, White, and every other type of poor person today not because of racism but because of capitalism. If we are all running around chasing our tails, then the wealthy will just strap us into the system and let out running spin the wheels of the economy. In the end we may get rich but the wealthy will always get more. I know what I intend to do about it. But its really up to yall and what yall want to do. But knowledge is power, so there you go.
Be good babies!
[Update] I really, really need feedback. I know this is a volatile issue. I know people say don't discuss religion, politics, or (something else-I don't listen to BS as much as I should). But guess what...THOSE people DO discuss religion and politics. And we don't because we feel a certain way. And THOSE people who do talk keep the upper hand while we are afraid to discuss something we feel so strongly about...SMH...
