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My post on “What’s Wrong With Blacks” was recently commented on by “brotherpeacemaker”. Basically, he summed up my post as my congering up a vantage point that brothers who are doing less with their lives were looking me up and down because I had on slacks. Additionally, he said that maybe I was the one with the problem in that I didn’t understand that I did not have the right to look them up and down and judge them.

Well, gotta say your post on black unity is some what needed. I gather you don’t live in the south. I know what I see and I know what a mean mug is when I see it. Your post is par for the course with respects to the “black unity theme” of old. It needs a tune up.

In the same way that Barack Obama has commented on how blacks have to embrace responsibility, I’ll respond to your response.

When Bill Cosby came out years ago and criticized blacks in great detail on how they were squandering the progress that so many DIED FOR, I was in agreement with him. In brothapeacemakers post, he said that it’s easy for many of us black people who do well to “look down” on those who are not. Furthermore, he comments on a lot of my quotes with a perspective that “Why don’t I/people mention how there are white people with the exact scenarios that I mention as examples of our plight”

I think it’s fitting that these posts are tagged in victim mentality. My wife, who’s black by the way, has from time to time in the past accused me of displaying a victim mentality when something I KNOW HAS NEGATIVELY AFFECTED ME BECAUSE I WAS A BLACK MAN has happened to me. I identify very well with the topic.

I’ll start off by saying honestly, I don’t give a damn about white boys still living with their mothers and squandering their lives. I care enough about black young boys and girls that I have actually won Volunteer of the Year at the local Boys and Girls Club Teen Center here in Raleigh. Yea, by volunteering.

I remember a teenage black girl, after seeing me in the center after several days, asking me why I was there. Before I could answer, she followed the question with a quick quip, “What you gotta do community service?”. When I told her that I was just there as a volunteer, she put a bewildered look on her face that struck home with me. Bill, the teen center manager, would soon tell me that volunteers at the center are few and far between. One day while signing in on the volunteer log, I noticed that only I had signed in as a volunteer for the past several weeks that the log displayed. This spoke directly to what Bill had told me.

I know, I know. give me a hero cookie, right? The only reason I’m mentioning this is to qualify that I’m no hypocrite. BUT I SURELY DO HAVE A WAY OF VIEWING A LOT OF BLACK PEOPLE WHO CHIME IN ON THE TOPIC OF BLACK UNITY AS HYPOCRITES. What I find is that most of them will write something or take a position in conversations, like brothapeacemaker has, when the facts are that they themselves are all talk no action. LIKE THE BLACK CHURCH. LIKE MOST OF THE SO-CALLED BLACK LEADERS IN THE U.S. OVER THE PAST TWO TO THREE DECADES.

We just saw how Jesse Jackson’s “This nigga’s got the nerves to talk down to blacks” went over. The fact is, everyone needs someone in their lives to check them. Not coddle them. I will not coddle my people. As far as me doing well, I’m struggling to stay afloat like most. But I was fortunate to have been raised in a family in Gary, Indiana that, while not perfect, surely put the sense of no give up in my soul. In fact, having grown up in Gary, I was given examples daily on what giving up had in store for me. Didn’t want it and never will allow it to happen.

As far as me looking down on the brotha’s wearing the knee length white T’s that I accused of basically looking down on me. I’m guilty as charged. And I will continue to do so. But not in the way that you insinuate. In most of those white T’s, I see potential bankers, enterprenuers, land scapers, construction workers, accountants, group home owners, administrators, college freshmen, division II college basketball/football/baseball players (I say division two because it’s actually hard on average to make division I). Because the playing field in life is not level, most of them will not take these paths.

How do we level the playing field. I’m tired of asking white folk to alter their ways. One thing at 40 I have learned, especially through law enforcement, is that you can only change yourself. You have no control over anyone else but yourself. As a people, we don’t have any control over white people. The fact of the matter is that when your black, what that black male in the long white T does in society DOES AFFECT ME!. What the identical white male in a long white T does in society DOES NOT AFFECT OTHER WHITE MALES!

This is why I care brothapeacemaker. While working in the teen center, there were some rough looking young men in there. I mean, to the common white person (and even some blacks) they looked like thugs. I’M FROM A CITY THAT IS 95% OR MORE BLACK. These were the bay-bays and shine dogs that I grew up with when I was a young kid. I saw the kid in these teens. After they get to know you a little, the tough shield starts to dissipate and what’s really there is a teenage kid that has hopes and dreams that are constantly being challeged by OUR culture. Not by a white teacher that’s telling him or her that they can’t be a doctor or a lawyer like what happened to kids our age who went to predominately white schools. But by these fool rappers out here or ballers that their single mothers have dated who are constantly saying ‘your a sucker if you think gettin a job is gonna get money”!

Brothapeacemaker, this isn’t propaganda. This is reality. The facts are that blacks in this country have the greatest opportunity to succeed in life than any other black in the world. WE DON’T HAVE TIME FOR OLD WAYS OF CALLS TO UNITY. We need to realize that the poorest of the poor blacks in this country IS NOT EVEN POOR as far as WORLD standards go.

I just put myself in a self made recession funding a trip to China this past month for my daughter. The reasons for my wanting her to go differed from those of what others suggested in conversations I had with them about her going. Quite simply, I wanted her to see what real poverty was. She did not go for the Olympics. It was a language immersion trip so they went to provinces that were in the Chinese communities that aren’t fancied in mainstream media. And poverty she did see. The kind of poverty that I saw in the countryside of Korea or the Phillippines when I was stationed in Okinawa, Japan.

When you see people who don’t have running water, electricity, infrastructure. In the worst projects in this country, people have a refrigerator let alone running water and a frickin toilet to shit it. There is no open sewage to deal with in the projects( benjo ditches as they called them in Korea). This is why when a foreigner from a REAL poor thirdworld country steps foot on this soil, they have a hunger and an appreciation for the opportunity that has been presented them that push most them to excel at living a quality life. EVEN THOSE FROM AFRICA/Haiti/Jamaica!

But us? Now I’ll never say “get over slavery”. That to me is a call to arms like a Jew standing next to an anti-Semite. But I will say these minorities from these other countries that are coming here. THEY DON’T GIVE A SHIT. In fact, they see how we are still hung up on the victimized mentality of the situation that they say “good for me. I’ll take their spot”.

I truly believe that one day, the white race will ultimately pay for their sins of enslaving our ancestors. In the mean time, I gotta survive. Make sure my daughters thrive. THEY WILL NOT BE NEGATIVE STATISTICS in any matrix!

FOCUS MAN! We gotta get on our own so we can move ahead.

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WTF are people thinking? HOW COULD JOHN MCCAIN EVEN BE CLOSE TO ANY DEMOCRAT OPPONENT IN ANY POLL NOT RUN OR FUNDED BY A REPUBLICAN THINK TANK? I’m at a loss of words when I read or view news reports that show Obama and McCain are in a tight race. It’s absolutely scary.

It is inconceivable that there are white/black/hispanic/asian voters out there who have been negatively affected by their beloved Republican Parties agenda of “Get Rich or Fuck the Country Up Trying”, who are still EVEN THINKING of voting for ANOTHER Republican to follow Dupya. Let alone those who are lifetime democrats who are also in the same boat.

Gotta deal with it though. Majority rules in this country. Always have. Though the majority is clearly full of fools who can’t stand blacks so much, they are willing to F their children’s future up because they can’t bring themselves to vote for a

Black Guy.

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THIS IS ONE GUY THAT IS WORTH A POST/TRIBUTE IN MY BLOG. BEING A FATHER OF TWO GIRLS MYSELF, I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANY FORM OF ENTERTAINMENT THAT CONNECTED WITH ME LIKE BERNIE MAC DID IN THE BERNIE MAC SHOW.

SURE, I KNOW ABOUT THE KINGS OF COMEDY AND THE “I AINT SCARED OF YOU MOTHA F’ERS”. BUT THE MAC SHOW WAS ALL BROTHA, NO CHASER.

HIS “I HATE YOU M’FERS” LINE IN HOW TO BE A PLAYER IS LEGENDARY TO ME. IT’S EXACTLY HOW I FEEL ABOUT CERTAIN SEGMENTS OF MY PEOPLE SOMETIMES. AND I’M UNAPOLOGETIC ABOUT IT. JUST LIKE THE MAC MAN WOULD BE.

BERNIE MAC,

R.I.P

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Those of us who TIRED of black people making excuses for our race need to jump behind Obama and his call for the black community to be more responsible for their own actions. Though this is nothing different then what Bill Cosby has said on numerous occasions in the past.

Case in point. The very house I was raised in in Gary Indiana was broke into countless times before my parents retired, BY PEOPLE I WAS RAISED WITH IN MY NEIGHBORHOOD.

They’ve since retired and moved from Gary. They sold the house to my sisters best friend for like $18,000! That’s after 30 years of ownership. Now I find out my sisters best friend has had to deal with some punks doing the following:

  • Fools LITERALLY driving a car through the front of the house (smack into the bedroom that I shared with my brother), back out, drive off while she was chasing after them, and never get caught!
  • Deal with a break in where they took quite a bit of stuff out of the house.
  • A month after the first break in, they broke in again. Because they had trouble getting the big TV out of the house, they decided to F it up by busting it up.

When my parents were still living in the house, I remember becoming infuriated when I came to visit them when I went into the Den room, only to see where my parents had put up a 2X4 barricade on the back door to prevent assholes from kicking in the door and stealing everything or worse, doing something to my mother when my dad wasn’t there. It was like my parents were scared in their own home.

Keep in mind the next door neighbor had guys my age that grew up with me. They didn’t have my back? My peoples back? HELL NO! Why? Because in the hood, fuck a ni__a is the motto of the day.

This is essentially the problem. Places like Gary, Newark, Baltimore, East St. Louis, they know about this problem all too well. I found out that my best friend had sold drugs to the young sister of a dude who had looked out for him when he was younger. It was then that I knew that he was no longer the same guy I had grew to love like a brotha when we hung tight.

People change. Situations change. The guys that got caught breaking into my parents house when they still owned it was a guy I grew up with next door (on the other side of the house), and two other guys that I played with as a kid. It was PAINFULL to learn they had did what they did. It was then that I learned that when people are on that stuff, or dealing in that stuff, friendship don’t mean shit!

It made me turn against G.I.. I’ve never looked at the place in same light since. Before, man I used to get goose bumps when I approached the city limits on I-65. I’d have this excitement in me that only those from G.I. understand. Then, it was gone.

I’ve been back twice in the past 3 years. Each time, I certainly did not have that feeling. Nor did I have the desire to see people that I certainly would have looked up in the past. It was fitting that both times, I was in the area for funerals. Maybe I just grew up. I don’t think that was it.

Now I don’t want to pile on Gary, like the racist ass whites who fled Gary and purposely have kept their hands around the throats of the city financially since the days of Hatcher do in the Post-Tribune or the Northwest Indiana Times. But I do believe that when Obama talks about how blacks need to start taking more responsibilities for their actions, G.I. is the epicenter and a case study on the topic.

Though I know the institution of racism is alive and well, I am also aware of the penchent for my race to default to identifying with sterotypical descriptions of blacks.

  • “CP Time” (colored people time)
  • Using “you know what I mean” after making a statement
  • Always talking about food
  • Bling Bling is the measure of success
  • Flashiness
  • No snitchin
  • hustlin
  • gettin over
  • saying the word Nigga in public indiscriminately in broad public

We are our own worst enemy. So I say this. Jesse, Barack has the right to ‘talk down” to black folk or “niggas” as you said on Fox. by the way, you know Fox threw you under the bus on that one.

We have to have someone do it. Nas aint doing it. Kanye ain’t doin it. Jay Z damn sure aint doing it. We’ve got to fight the power of ignorance thats in our own community just like we’ve been fighting the institution of racism.

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The Milk Depot. The Lure. Screamin Wheels. Rays Shrimp House. Tri-Tri City. Westbrook Apartments. Chase School. The Dairy Queen on 15th Ave. Jackson Rib House. Archie B’s. Martin Gas Station. Jewel Food Store. The Village. Vienna Red Hot stand. Custom Tops. Montgomery Wards. Gilmore Stadium. Methodist Hospital. Mercy Hospital. Arts Bakery. Horseman. WEST SIDE COUGARS. Roosevelt Panthers. El Dubb. Wirt. Lake St. Beach. Marquette Park. Broadway. The Genesis Center. Disco Enterprise!. Victor Vincent house parties. House Music. Farley. JM Silk. Julius Jumpin Perez. Mickey Mixin Oliver. The Fly Jock Tom Joyner. WGCI 107.5 FM. WBMX is gonna make you rich!. The hot lunch mix. Leaded Gasoline. My Camaro rollin on Chrome Cragar 20’s in the 80’s! Jensen 6×9’s(four of em) in the back dash. The flea market behind The Village. Kressgees. JC Pennys, White Castles. Piggly Wiggly on Grant St (way back). Walgreens in Tri City. Mays department store across from Tri City. The Bud Plant. The Store in Tri City. Ivanhoe (Poe Jets!). The Spectrum. West Side vs. Roosevelt. The Holiday Tournament. The Thanksgiving Day Tournament. The Gary Drill Team Competition. The Gary Dump. Tim McCalister. Kenny McLaurin. Winston Garland. Johnny Fort. Tellis Franks. Donald Carter. Jerome Harmon. Eric Longino. Craig Dixon (Mr. Westbrook) schoolin D-1 prospects on the court in Westbrook.

The wavy part of Chase St going to the Village. 5h Ave. The Westbrook community center. Summer programs at Chase School and West Brook Community Center before Ronald Reagan. Ridge Road. Ventures in Griffith. South Lake Mall. Century Mall. Carson Pieri Scott. L.S. Ayers. Burger King on the first floor. Lockers in the mall for your coat in the cold ass winter. Chess King, The Lark, Bachrachs. Spencers. Jordach Jeans. The designer jeans craze. Run-DMC. Crush Groove. Whodini. LL Cool J. Afrika Bambata. Planet Rock. Midnight Star, SOS Band. Rick James. Seeing Rick James/Parliament/Bar-Kays concert at West Side’s Gym with my brother. Remembering how so many people was in the gym smokin weed that the cops couldn’t do anything about it. Rick James telling the crowd to ‘light it up”. Trippin out on the cat in Parliament that wears a diaper (old ass still does in current concerts). Devo, Thomas Dolby. Duran Duran. Other European white groups that we actually listened to. When we first got cable and watching an HBO movie for the first time. Those HUGE VCR’s that you used to have to program by moving these small white wheels.

“Sock Hops” on lunch hour at West Side. Darren “Magic” Sumbry. Herman Hurston. Bo-Pete. A.G.. Bo, Sophia Smith, Derenda Braden, Lisa Hill, Mabel Peters, Eric Crosby, Patrick Smith, Marilyn. Old neighborhood friends Tommy Houston. Derrick Owens. Michael Owens. Donnell Draper. Ben Jones. Tim Boudreaux. Ivan Colbert.

Driving like a damn fool down 4th Ave at night coming back from hanging out at the beach. Not noticing how dangerous Gary was until after I left. Now Laters. Chico Sticks. Grape Soda. Riding a bicycle EVERYWHERE until I got a car. Ballin all day and sometimes under the light during the summer months. Ballin in the winter months after clearing the snow from the court and grabbing the outside trash can and putting rags and other crap in it to make a fire to warm your hands while waiting for “next” on the court. Playing tag football in the street. Playing “piggy” in the street. Playing hide and go seek. Talkin about each others momma under the street light. Not challenging Diciples when they roll up on you talkin bout “who you rollin with?”, I ain’t rollin with nobody. Tolleston. Gettin jumped over a girl at West Side. Inland Steel. Sophomore Star Night at West Side. The Gary Football O’Rama. Over sized Boom box carried on my shoulder while walking around the Football O’Rama.

More…

Calling James Piggee “Manute” when he dunked. Lincoln way Deli on 4th. The Blue Room. Dena’s Pub. IUN. Seeing someone get shot. Shoveling snow. In May. Standing in line at the Drill Team Competition or high school basketball games. In the snow. With the wind chill 20 below. Frontin driving thru the front of the Village lookin at my ride in the glass. Skipping school and hanging out at Roosevelt on their lunch period. Tarry Town. The Cobbs. biker shorts at miller beach with biker hats. Broaches and long shirts (house style) Mothafuc_in gangstas wherein black hats with the crossed guns on them. seeing dudes walking down 15th ave ‘stackin” and throwin up pitchforks. The indoor car wash on 11th ave in the winter. the Zanzibar. the library next door. Popeyes chicken on broadway. The bad service at Popeyes on Broadway. City Castles across from the old “Gary” Post Tribune site. All the stores on broadway boarded up. The old theater on broadway with the “Jackson Five” sign still up. Big ass pot holes in the streets. Drag Racing down 5th Ave going towards Miller Beach. West Side Lounge. tip tops. Racist ass Hessville. Going to McDonalds for lunch at West Side. the surge. Getting my car broke into bout 6 times. My Best Friend from elementary school Don Clay. Tommy “King Weird” Houston. throwing rocks at the new car windows on the train. Shooting birds with my pellet gun on the “high line”.

Shine Dog. Kerm. Ug. Flea Bag. Bay Bay. Bootsy. Pink Floyd. Juno. Magic. Richard Hatcher. Ron Helflin. Ike Brown. The Cougar Den Gym. The Panther Den. EC Roosevelt ‘Rough Riders”. Thanksgiving day tournament at EC Roosevelt. Snap dying too young. Cheap Ass Churchs Chicken on 5th ave. Rib Tips. Foot Long Fried Polishes. Trying to rap to girls older than me. The Sheraton when it was open. The old train on 5th AVe across from City Hall. The MEPS Station across the street from the Genesis Center. Not snitchin on dudes from “the Bronx” but having to pay restitution for all the Twinkies, Ho-Ho’s and Ding dongs they stole from the delivery truck outside the surge when the dumb ass driver left the back of the truck unlocked and went inside of the school for about 15 minutes. Fast Willie walking down 5th ave selling peanuts walkin REAL fast during the day time. Seeing Fast Willie walking REAL fast that same night selling peanuts at Miller Beach while hanging out and underage drinking. Being stopped so many times by the Gary police in my ride. They never took us to jail. they just took our “stuff” and let us go. Giving a Gary police officer a beer as he cruised thru the parking lot at the Marquette Park Beach parking area, though I was under aged myself.

Straight leg plaid pants. Get n’ them from the thrift store. V-neck Izod sweaters. Swoop fade haircuts (see you tube video of Kwame), Polo’s. Polo cologne. Lagerfield. K-SWISS. The Swiss Boys. The Rude Boys. Black Scotty from Tolleston (The best GQ dressing mofo in middle school). Trench coats. piano ties. Michael Jackson’s Thriller Jacket. The Jerry Curl Factory off Grant St (and I believe 15th). Wet, drippy jerry curls. Afro picks. Afro sheen. Watching Walter Payton play for the Bears on Sunday at 11am. Missing the first half of the games because my momma dragged me to church. Once going to church definitely still hung over from going out the night before (ofcourse moms didn’t know). Walter Jacobson on the Channel Two News. Bill Curtis. Chet Lemon-center fielder for the White Sox. Hating the Cubs (still do). Hating the Packers (still do). Hating Roosevelt High School (as competition- I grew up, don’t hate no more). Reflecting on the HATERS and noticing how I didn’t have time to notice them back then because “I was doin my thang”. Realizing that G.I. was full of haters back then as it is today. Playing the numbers in the raggedy house next to the Milk Depot on Chase St.

Walking to school to Tolleston. Being concerned when that faggot was molesting kids (I guess this was in like 1980 or 81) abducting them while they walked to school-the name for him in the hood was the “booty bandit”. We all walked to school in groups because of this. Mr. Williams at West Side (how he’d cuss at you) Remembering being spanked with a paddle in the 8th grade at Tolleston by Mr. Whiteside (that shit hurt and was humiliating because he did it in front of the class). Me and Magic carrying Ant Green to his front steps while he was passed out drunk, ringing the door bell, running down two houses down where my car was parked and taking off.

Remembering the day my mom called me and told me my boy Magic had been shot to death (she was working in the emergency room the day he was brought in)…

Kerry “Trent Bennett…R.I.P. (You and your moms was/are good people)

Marilyn Bouler… R.I.P. (My prayers go out to her family and her close friends)

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you make a fool of yourself. YOUR surely lucky that Obama is a black candidate because if he were white, YOU DEFINITELY WOULD NOT still be in the race.

You have had blunders of enormous proportions. Lying about sniper fire. Playing to the racist mindset of a minority of the Democratic voter block. Evoking the considerations of how your campaign could benefit from an Obama assassination.

In case you didn’t realize. The world is different then when Bubba, your husband, was running for President THAT JUNE OF 1992 when he won the California Primary and secured the Democrat nomination.

You see Hillary, this thing called broadband has afforded the internet of attaining the title of PRIMARY MEDIA COVERAGE for presidential campaigns. (Imagine my Avatar with my two hands with two fingers bending up and down,  just above each shoulder while I say this to you, Hillary supporter)

YOU CAN’T INSINUATE THINGS LIKE “IF OBAMA GETS SHOT……………… I’M HERE!”, and not have it shoot you in the ass.

WHAT PEOPLE HAVE TO REALLY THINK ABOUT, AND I REALLY DIRECT THIS AT HILLARY SUPPORTERS, IS IF HILLARY MAKES THESE TYPES OF VERBAL MISCUES IN A PRIMARY, WHAT DO YOU EXPECT OF HER AS PRESIDENT?

GAFFS LIKE THESE CAN CAUSE WAR WHEN, SAY, SOME LEADER OF ONE OF OUR ADVISORIES IS ON THE RECEIVING END OF ONE OF HILLARY’S GAFF BOMBS!

Geesh.

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We sure as hell didn’t vote for Alan Keyes when he ran for President! There! Most of us voted for a White Guy. Pretty savvy, eh. We listened to the candidates, and chose the candidate that had our best interests at heart, or just chose the lesser of two evils. Which ever way you wanna look at it.

Do I think Bill Clinton had black voters interests at heart when he was running for president? No. those who know me can vouch for that when he was in office. I certainly took the “lesser evil” mindset into the voting booth with me. Does anyone question this mindset today after Bill’s performance this primary season?

If Obama was not in the contest, Hillary would fit that bill. As we can see, she’d be the lesser of two evils for every voter, not just Blacks! But if she somehow steals the nomination from Obama, I’ll just have to wreck some sh_t and write in Obama.

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