Sunday, June 28, 2020

BLM so far

They flatter black people the best ways they know how; they exude platitudes about justice and fair play. But only a few actually are committed to change.
In essence, none of the major demands for police reform or societal adjustment to allow black Americans to be regular Americans has been attempted. It is going to require ironclad federal legislation to make police and the entire justice system accountable when they violate citizens' rights. Laws with teeth against red-lining and the like are required. Laws ensuring voters' rights. I was at one time a foot dragger concerning reparations. But when I saw how readily the government can cough up trillions of dollars in free money to the rich, I realize now how easy it is to do.    

Saturday, June 20, 2020

Changing my vote again

It seems the system is learning how to reject many of Trump's attempted actions. A noteworthy example is the military saying "NO" when he wished to have them attack the people. There are other examples that news junkies ought to be aware of without me belaboring a point. The continuing protests for BLM and such, plus the full weight of the depression we have entered being just on the horizon, makes me rethink my decision to vote for Biden. Biden will be ineffective dealing with all we are facing, plus will be held to blame for the echoing damage visited by the Trump administration. And his ideas on government in relation to the people are purely in line with the Republicans and big business. No, don't vote Biden in. The chaos we have slipped into should fall on the shoulders of the ones that created it. Maybe in 2024 we will have progressed enough to elect a leader of the people for once.

Wednesday, June 17, 2020

Lynching Resurgent

Lynching seems to be resurgent. I plan to read up on the present circumstances to learn more before I post further about it.

Monday, June 15, 2020

When I Was Much Younger

As a boy, I saw blacks being mistreated and made to use blacks-only facilities. It was common to be eating in a restaurant and see a black person come around back and receive the food and sit outside with it.
In 1967 I went to live in New York City. My boss was a black man, whose parents were from Jamaica. The parents had fled to New York, because she was marrying a man with much darker skin than hers, and her family was up in arms over it. She was also "black," even though her skin was whiter than mine.
The man, whose name was Vince, wanted me to experience a civil rights event. He bought me a place on the chartered buses reserved by Jesse Jackson. When we arrived that morning, only six other persons, including Jesse, showed up. One was Flo Kennedy, civil rights lawyer, and some were from a church I forgot the name of.
We rode off to Washington, DC. I sat in one seat alone, immersed in my thoughts when a voice spoke from the seat behind me.
"Why are you here?"
I saw Jesse looking me in the face, waiting for an answer. I marveled at how smooth and young he was, almost like a high school kid. I was not precocious in those days. In fact, I was an introvert, who in childhood exhibited symptoms of autism.
"I wanted to see how these things work," I replied.
"You're going to see how they work, all right," he said, beaming.
He hesitated to see if I had more to say, but I had exhausted my store of talk with the one sentence. He moved away.
The object of the trip was multiple. First on the agenda, we went to the White House, bearing a tent. We placed it on the grass with the avowed intent to erect it and then paint it black. "The Black House."
Police filled the area, outnumbering us by seven or eight, I would guess since memory fails here. The women passed out buttons proclaiming the cause. When they approached Vince, he backed away, suddenly frightened. I guess he expected the law to take us to jail if we went too far. His fear communicated itself to me, and I too backed away, feeling ashamed because I wouldn't wear a simple button.
Jesse announced that we had accomplished our goal after about fifteen minutes of negotiations with the police. We left and went to the Lincoln Memorial, where the 1967 Mothers March on Washington, protesting the Vietnam War, was about to get underway.
We fell in behind the people. A secretary to Senator Percy of Illinois fell in beside me.
"I'm here, because my son is over there, and I want him safely home."
She was very pleasant, and she kept trying to convince me I ought to apply at the Smithsonian to be a security guard. At John Kennedy's grave, they made speeches, and then we marched back to the Memorial.
From there, we eight were taken to a prominent black church, I don't know where. The minister was named Floyd McKissick. We waited for about a half-hour in an outer hall. I don't know where Vince was. I stood on the floor alone, feeling vulnerable. I heard a woman's voice.
"I would like to ask a question." I saw a beautiful young woman, with fire in her eyes. She waited until she had all our attention. She pointed at me. "What's he doing here?"
They all showed by their actions that they were also curious. I was morbidly shy in those times. Feeling as though I might sink into the floor, I forced myself to speak. Stammering, I told how I had come with Jesse and how I was opposed to the war. They mostly smiled with understanding, and the tension melted away.
We went in to listen to Floyd.

"Don't come to our neighborhoods to teach about civil rights," he said. I followed his gaze and saw a sprinkling of white liberals in the pews. "We know about civil rights. Stay in your own neighborhoods and teach. That's where they don't understand about civil rights."
One white man was outraged. "Where does that leave us, after all our years of hard work?"
"If you really are our friend, you will understand."
Jesse canceled the tour bus and bought train tickets for the journey home. As we boarded the coach, Ms. Kennedy handed us each a Sunday paper. Our White House Adventure had gotten us a small square at the bottom of page one.
That was my first experience in both civil rights and war protest actions. But not my last. One of the great lessons I learned that day was, as Floyd McKissick pointed out, "Teach civil rights in your own neighborhood, where they need it the most."

Friday, June 12, 2020

How I Will Vote

As it stands today, based on recent actions by the president - -

I have been especially critical of Democrats for several years now. I had abandoned forever the Republicans during the Reagan years. I viewed after that the Democrats as our best hope, if they got on track, to live up to Roosevelt's promise. I was especially excited when Bill Clinton became the nominee. His biography, superficially, was similar to mine. By the time he left office I knew he had been a better Republican than the Republicans. His party cheered and went with him. I had no place else to go, I thought, and so I continued voting for Democrats. For a time I was on board with both Warren and H Clinton. I was leery of Obama because he spent so much of his time with Republicans, but voted for him. From then I began to awaken to the betrayal the Democrats represent to the American people. They are today as corrupt as the Republican Party. There is one wild card that may save them for another four years. There is a complete madman in the White House. If Biden can eke out a win over him, certain elements of destruction is likely to ease. Biden will be a total disaster and I will fight him, but - I HAVE CONCLUDED THAT I MUST OVERLOOK BIDEN'S FAILING BRAIN AND HELP GET THE CRAZY MAN OUT BEFORE HE GETS ALL OF US KILLED. So you read it correctly. I will vote for Biden this election.

Right on point. Thanks to several friends, and I’ll share it too.
Well worth the read, especially for folks in the Tulsa area. Understand that I am merely sharing. These are the thoughts of Yvonne Reeves-Chong, candidate for HD 122. Food for thought.
Trump's incendiary rally planned for Juneteenth in the city of worst race massacre in American history is designed to enrage the country. Take a look at this brilliant suggestion for a national response.
I am reposting this from Yvonne Reeves-Chong, candidate for HD 122.
OK folks, real strategy session here:
Trump has announced his first in-person rally on the site of the largest African-American massacre in history on Juneteenth. Insensitive? Antagonizing? Disrespectful?
No, strategic. Racial division is his strategy to win reelection.
He wants a really big story in which he controls the narrative. His poll numbers are dropping; he NEEDS the really big story. Trump is an idiot but don't for one second think that the people around him and behind him are idiots. They are brilliant strategists. Brilliant and evil, meaning they will do anything to win.
Here is his reelection narrative:
"Those people" want to harm good people like you. They are animals and only Trump has the will to stand up to their thuggery, looting, and chaos. He is the "Law and Order" President.
He is now going to create the picture he wants America to see on their television sets.
It will be the first in-person CoVid rally; ALL the nation's media will be there to cover it. Trump in Tulsa on Juneteenth, the media will be waiting for the really big story with bated breath. It is so provocative that it begs for protesters.
They are BEGGING for protesters.
If there is any protest crowd at all in Tulsa, they will plant provocateurs in the crowd to start an altercation. They will have people to begin fights between each other to seed mayhem. The provocateurs will have flashbangs or explosives to feed panic. The provocateurs will create violence and rioting and looting for the media to cover. I know, the protestors will be committed to nonviolence. That's why they will seed the crowd with Supremacists, Three Percenters, and Boogaloo types. They want blood and gore on the TV screens and they'll use whoever to get it.
Trump's team knows that nothing will galvanize his base and scare White Suburban voters like the photos of fires, bloody faces, and destruction in middle America. He can stop the slide in his numbers by showing them their worst fears.
This rally is not disrespect. This is a reelection strategy. Remember, the Electoral College can be won with only 23% of the popular vote if you can get those votes in the right states.
So, what do we do?

We stage non-violent silent sit-ins or lay-ins for 8:46 at staggered intervals around the country. EVERYWHERE BUT OKLAHOMA. Make Tulsa a non-story. Make the really big story nationwide, non-violent, racially diverse protests everywhere except where Trump is. Trump rallies are what they are. If the story is everywhere else, the media will cover Trump for the opening five minutes and cut away to something interesting.

Monday, June 8, 2020

Is Reform Possible

Cops don’t need more education to be less racist. Stop perpetuating that classist bullshit. Those who create racist laws, and enforce racist sentences are educated lawyers, judges, and elected officials. Doctors, nurses and teachers practice racism on a daily.
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To ignore how deeply rooted white supremacy is in America, is on you. In every corner of this country, it prevails. There’s critical race theory on this, books you could read, or just look around and pay attention to life.
Sure, give cops more education, but it won’t stop them from doing what they do. The whole system is rotten. You won’t talented tenth your way outta this.
Some of the most racist and vile people I’ve encountered were those with multiple degrees and PhD’s. Then there’s also critical race theory on medicine and it’s hella prevalent in education. So, no, more education won’t fix this. Policing in America can’t be reformed.