Unlike Colonizer “leftist”, us Colonized Revolutionaries find our way to the front lines of the revolution through pain by the parasitic system we know as Colonialism. Colonialism, which is the primary mode of production for this society called the western world, is what we know to be White Power. Colonizer “leftists” find their voice through wanting to sound superior in college debates. We Colonized Revolutionaries find our voice with tears in our eyes screaming, “We want to stop dying, we want to stop seeing our people murdered by the Colonial Police state”. We come to the front lines of the . . .
The Black Upper Class (Petty Bourgeoisie) has no loyalty to the Black Poor and Working Class. Even though without black poor people they wouldn’t have the ability to acquire such wealth. With this understanding I am never shocked at the stunts they pull to get that bread. But this underhanded shit Jay Z’s just done has given me a bit of pause. He has just signed a multi-million dollar deal – exact amount hasn’t been disclosed – with the NFL. You always know the money is extra dirty when the amount isn’t disclosed. The deal is for him to be . . .
Now calm down and listen to me before ya get all upset and pour holy water on my face. Child everybody should know that I do not believe in anything that’s not real and I seek the truth in everything. No, I am not an atheist, I’m a materialist. What is the difference you ask? Well, an atheist just doesn’t believe in god. But you see me? I don’t believe in NOTHING FAKE! I don’t believe in a fake god, fake politics, fake theories, fake people, fake anything! Because I believe that when you only deal with what is and . . .
So much of who I am is blended into the rich colors of red, Black and white, is moved through a calypso tune and horns, steel drums and chipping on the road, is a reflection of spices and pepper sauce. As the US born daughter of two Trinis, one who loved politics and one who loves bacchanal, my identity has always been twofold, like many Black people who reside within the US. Trinidad and Tobago’s “Together We Aspire, Together We Achieve” motto means “the hope of a people for a better life to be achieved through cooperation and working together . . .
Organize! Organize! Organize! The state of colonized African people in the United States is a dire one. Despite class contradictions within the Black community, the overwhelming majority of colonized Africans on the US are marginalized poor working class or a rising class of the unemployable. Our communities are under resourced. Our communities are plagued with wage inequality, employment discrimination, housing discrimination, being under educated and mass incarceration. This is the result of intentional negligence and broken bonds by both government and private entities run mostly by white settler Americans. How do we combat these dire conditions? As Fredrick Douglass once . . .
“The ultimate expression of law is not order — it’s prison… The law and everything that interlocks with it was constructed for poor desperate people.” –George Jackson If Vladimir Lenin believed that prisons are universities for revolutionaries then George Jackson is the physical embodiment of that belief. While certainly an oppressive state can breed creativity, literary activism is its own form of resistance. In Jackson’s case, he forged a liberation movement from a space of captivity. Arrested on presumably false charges based on dubious evidence for a $70 robbery at a gas station at age 18, Jackson pled guilty in . . .
Nobody wants to be a slave. An enslaved person takes every measure within their capacity to snatch small sips of freedom. These sips transform into gulps which transform into entire pitchers and carafes of that sweet succor disappearing down the throats of millions who have nothing to lose. A prisoner malingering in their cell transforms into a prisoner going on a work strike which eventually transforms into throwing a correctional officer off a tier. Many people think that enslaved Africans idly sat and waited for a John Brown, or an Abraham Lincoln, or a Union Army to liberate them. Just . . .
Eldridge Cleaver: “The fact is, there’s a split in the party. The right wing has seized the reins of leadership and put a muzzle on the Panther. The vanguard party has become a breakfast-for-children club.” Was he serious? Was he constructing another of his well known grand metaphors, a bizarre one? Like me, the others were stilled by incredulity, their pens frozen over the note pads they held. “But I represent the left wing of the party,” he proclaimed, “the International Section, headquartered in Algiers. We’re saying it’s time to clip the right wing operating out of national headquarters, dominated . . .