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Est. April 5, 2002
June 11, 2015 - Issue 610

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How Long Before
The Trees Begin
To Bear
Strange Fruit Again?

"Tomorrow looks bleak my friend. We are
headed the way of Native Americans. 50
years from now 75% of Blacks will be
housed on urban reservations."

How would White policemen treat Blacks, Latinos, Indians, Asians and Arabs, i.e., fellow Americans-Of-Color if they could, say . . . do as they please?

I’d venture to say the trees would have hanging-from their branches Billie Holiday’s ”Strange Fruit” throughout every season all year- round, in every state. This nation’s daily headlines reflect the incendiary racial climate which hangs over this land; with this week’s techni-color confrontation occurring in suburban Dallas Texas.

At a racially integrated middle-class “House Negro” pool-party, uninvited “Field Negroes” “crashed” the party, aggravating already aggravated White folks who wanted them to “go back to Section 8 housing . . . !“ A young Black girl, as if that has any relevance to angry White people, was thrown-about like a Raggedy Ann Doll by this nation’s finest - yet another overzealous card-carrying Republican TEA Party policeman feeling the need-to “punish” the pool party going 96-pound, 14 year-old bikini-clad Black girl because she was mouthy. . .i.e., “uppity,” wrestled her to the ground, shoved her face in the ground and placed both his knees in her back, handcuffed her . . . we’ve all seen it by now.

It isn’t honestly that odd Kentucky Fried Chicken believes the time is right to bring back the plantation mascot, Colonel Saunders.

But wait . . . before I go on a tangent about police brutality and how that mindset mirrors the gut feelings of 75% of White America, as this White-on-Black terrorism seems to ramp-up . .  . Baltimore’s enduring a killing spree; hundreds of Black men are killing other Black people. Since Freddy Grey was killed at the hands of Johnny Law . . . a hundred-plus souls. Good lord.

Black, Brother Black, Blood even . . .

Today Spike Lee’s “Blackness” is being questioned because his new flick disparages the Windy City by branding the killing fields of Chi-Town as “Chi-Raq.”  Instead apologist with low expectations for Blacks believe he ought-be minimizing/rationalizing and dismissing these murders in a damage control/clean-up effort not to “air” we Black folks dirty-ass laundry in public.

Now as this week’s combustible headlines explode on the scene,  I find it “telling” how “real” (WASP) America “reacted” to Hell’s Angels” going cra-cra down in Wa-Co Texas, and how that response differs so-very much from their reactions to Black “thugs.” And despite the media moving-on past the “hate tweets” this nation’s first Black President was garning on his new Twitter account initially they’re still pouring in. This President, and who he represents race are being rudely insulted. Angry White America is indifferent-to insulting Blacks.

 I’m starting to think the President’s pet-name behind GOP closed door’s is “Nigger” or “baboon”

These recent headlines, combined seem to amount to another one of those 2:37 in the AM wake your-ass-up-calls which Black America desperately, needs to hear, but never does.

We Black people, in the face-of,  while confronted-with and surrounded-by mostly unfriendly, unkind, un-empathetic, malicious,  rancorous Rednecks - who’re constantly exhibiting irrational blind-hatred . . . here we Black folks are, busy as Killer Bees, gunning each other down, at a more-deadly proficient, prolific pathetic rate than the Klan ever has . . . in every city and town across the nation.

FOX News is happily, strategically amplifying the notion that Black crime is “out of control” . . . arm yourself. Shoot first, ask questions later.

“Where justice is denied, where poverty is enforced, where ignorance prevails, and where any one class is made to feel that society is an organized conspiracy to oppress, rob and degrade them, neither persons nor property will be safe.”
- Frederick Douglass

But we Black folks, we don’t want to talk about the internal self-inflicted harm we do to ourselves, only the external hatred held for us.  We take virtually no responsibility for our plight, we respond and act as if we’ve nothing to do with the mayhem and chaos - our self-destruction is a “normal” reaction-to racism . . . to rob, steal-from,  murder and beat each-to death.

“When ghetto living seems normal, you have no shame.”
- Malcolm X

C’mon, we’ve work to do.

Look, let’s we black folk admit this; after 400 years of being strategically dehumanized, devalued, disrespected and “deprived of positive human qualities” which come with being denied the fruits of a “civilization” we built with our blood, sweat n’ tears -  we, as an ebony people, not all of us, but much more than a few of us show the ills, woes, injustices and internal psychological/emotional  wounds of an injured people relegated to 4th class status.

We don’t love nor value ourselves ourselves.

Our Black  popular culture, “real TV”  indicates we’re as down in the gutter as the White trash we see on the tube acting like boobs. We’ve accepted our fate as gangsters and hoes and we behave as so. We “glorify” the ghettoization, thugaraxation and tragically the niggah-razation of  Afro-American Culture. And let me be both sharp n’ blunt; far too many of us have no clue when the world is laughing at you, as opposed to with you

One can’t tell the highly educated  Black doctors on Married to Medicine from hardly educated quasi-White trash Mafia wives on Mob wives . . .

Forget chickens, the “flying elephants” have come home to roost for Black America - we’re surrounded by the societal consequences and repercussions of our actions and reactions. So,  the culmination of  “babies having babies having babies . . . having babies is why we today live in fear of our out-of-control kids.”

And no matter how hard we try to minimize, rationalize, justify and appalling excuse the 2nd grade suspension numbers, the drop-out rates, the incarceration numbers, the babies out of wedlock to multiple rollin’ stone father's . . . we, as Black folk are doing as much, if not more harm to ourselves than the White man is doing to us.

“If the Negro in the ghetto must eternally be fed by the hand that pushes him into the ghetto, he will never become strong enough to get out of the ghetto.“
- Carter G. Woodson

Dig-it, we’re fighting a two front war - externally against the racist/sexist n’ elitist White establishment, as well as we are fighting our own inability to straighten-up n’ fly right.

We’ve now  generations upon generations of Black children raised in homes void of, forget “strong” fathers, just the standard issued “dad,” and the Black intelligentsia wants to poo-poo the negative down-the-road ramifications of  dadless homes and lives. Boys having to find and define manhood by emulating and imitating their mothers - as opposed to fathers. Little girls raised without a father in the home to illustrate to her how a lady ought be treated.

Every other culture on the planet values a throw-back/retro traditional, nerdy, “wholesome Fred, Wilma and Pebbles lifestyle  . ..  however in some misguided damage controlling effort - Black America can’t admit, because of a vast-array of real reasons and weak-ass excuses - we, today don’t. We say we do . .  but our collective/individual life “choices say otherwise; according to any survey/poll about 80% plus of Black kids are born into ill-prepared homes.

But we can’t talk about that river-of-denial which runs deep, long n’ wide through Black american modern culture.

We pay the widespread internal Black “self-destruction” merely lip-service: our local Black establish leadership, mostly self-appointed grand pooh-bahs of sadly struggling paper-tiger civil rights organizations who’ll will eat and meet, and eat and meet at gala-extravaganza like events where they  present themselves awards and honors for fightin’ da’ White man . . . but we, as Black people, as Black men, can’t do a damn thing about La’Dash-A-Nequa’s two baby boys who’re breaking-in houses, stealing cars and snatching Black grandmother’s purses.

But let one of these “scholar-Boy Scouts” get shot by a cop . . . the pimp-like preachers line-up to demand a payout to keep the natives calm . . .. before we burn down our reservation.

I labor in an “urban” middle school, and I can tell you over the last decade and a half the intellectual curiosity of Black students, the desire to achieve academically has gone from woeful to horrific. I’ve been in a predominantly Black school and the Black kids were off-the-wall, cursing out teachers, principals, coaches and cops - any n’ all authority regardless of color.  Today I see the same thing in a school where the Black kids are the minority . . .  it is as they say - everyone walks around trying not to make the Black kids mad, seriously, I swear to all the gods . . .  this is the regretful reality.

They fear few, respect even less and hardly have anyone to love or love them . . . tomorrow looks bleak my friend. We are headed the way of Native Americans. 50 years from now 75% of Blacks will be housed on urban reservations.

“Everybody has asked the question. . ."What shall we do with the Negro?" I have had but one answer from the beginning. Do nothing with us! Your doing with us has already played the mischief with us. Do nothing with us! If the apples will not remain on the tree of their own strength, if they are wormeaten at the core, if they are early ripe and disposed to fall, let them fall! I am not for tying or fastening them on the tree in any way, except by nature's plan, and if they will not stay there, let them fall. And if the Negro cannot stand on his own legs, let him fall also. All I ask is, give him a chance to stand on his own legs! Let him alone!"
— Frederick Douglass

Now wait, as educators we almost always know why the kids are so ill mannered and disrespectful of education and educators when we meet the  . .  parent and boy-friend. “what’d you say to my baby to make them call you a saggy titted bitch? what’d you do to provoke my child to threaten you . . . It’s standard operation when dealing with “us.”

I don’t ask Black students where their dads are . . . 8 out of 10 times it’s a sad story.

As Black adults, we don’t have their respect, we haven't earned their love. Far too many don’t fear us - we, as their parents, grand-parents, uncles n’ aunts - we can’t control them. 16 year old boys run all over 45 year old grandmas . . . while we, decent, Mayberry RFD God/Allah/Buddha fearing Afro-American folks  . . . can’t get them to stay in school, not have babies and not engage in a lifestyle which will land in the big house.

Afro-Americans live in fear of Niggers . .  and Niggahs.  We have to explain away their behavior or . . . we’re Uncle Toms. I believe this is much of the McKinney Dallas pool incident . . . Niggahs put good decent Afro-American students celbrating the end of school, in harm's way, in the path of what appears to be a stir-crazy good ol boy Texas Ranger.

These self labeled Niggahs mandate and dictate what is “Black,” and because of that, because the uneducated and mostly unenlightened “underbelly” of the underclass sets-the-tone and agenda of a clueless Black America . . . So here our Black asses sit, on the outside lookin’ in.

We don’t need no education .. we’s gonna be rappers and dancers, play in the NFL or NBA, we all aspiring to be like the characters on “Empire“ as opposed to dentist, fireman, teachers and astronauts . . . those occupations are for White folks . . . have you self-described “Niggers” tell it.

As Malcolm said, far-too many negroes “buy what we want” - clothes, cars, titanium bling, platinum blang and 269 inch circular flat screens, then we “beg the White man for all we need” - housing, food, clothing, education, medical-care for our fatherless babies.

God damn it, regrettably you know I’m telling the burning-bush truth.

Uncle Sam heads up more Black households than Black men . . . have we’ve no sham?

Internally, we are at a critical moment.

Externally, millions of White folks simply hate us more than ever. Well at least since the 1900’s  I’d say . . . They’ve no respect for this President, his wife nor children. And they both blame and despise what they refer to behind closed doors as a coalition of Niggers; brown niggers, red niggers and yellow niggers, who along with Nigger loving White trash and gay queers  who put the Commie/Muslim in the Oval Office

So with the once barbaric White man on the verge of insanity,  we easily distracted Black folks are killing one-another at a breakneck-pace . . . and neither the leadership or the rank n’ file want to address it, we’ve made “ours” the gutter low expectations set for us by White America.


We don’t want to talk about it because it reflects and exposes a multitude of ills and woes which plage a people, we Black people who’re but two steps out of bohdage and one step from 4th-class citzenship.

There’s “White trash,” and we’d better admit  there’s  Black trash.

I love my Black people . . . however . . . I’ve lost my patience and tolerance with self-labled “Niggahs.”  Any Afro-American willing, and at the end of the day ignorant of his our horrific experience on these shores, to brand themselves a “Niggar,” and behave and think like a swamp-running “Nigger” - I’m done trying to enlighten a segment of my people who don’t get it.

“Crabs in a barrell . . . .” Columnist, Desi Cortez, was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa 1961, at the dawning of the age of Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic individuals, Raised in South-Central LA, the 213, at age 14 transplanted to the base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-Hi. Sat at the feet of scholars for many, many moons, emerging with a desire and direction… if not a sheep-skin. "Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places, done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub into a good, strong man, produced a beautiful baby-girl with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired my mind on the airwaves and wrote some stuff along the way." Contact Mr. Cortez and BC.

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