Little Dark Boy by Tim Conerson 2013

Hey little dark boy
don't trust adults
most of them do no harm
but they do not help either
stand besides 2 dark friends
one of you will be a chattel slave
one of you just a servant
and the other will die
this is what the system
has prepared for dark boys
thousands of minds
work on your demise
do not fear or despair
little dark boy
for your mind has more power
than one million of theirs
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Slave Breeding

The males in the slave quarters are breeders. Almost all of us aspire to nothing more than having sex or toiling for our masters. Slave men show pride in the power of their sperm and the pride ends there. These men produce children every place that they go and move on to other situations. Sometimes the slave males will double back to have sex with their children's mothers. Sometimes these sexual episodes will produce another child. The best fathers will stay with one woman and one set of children, but most of them have children outside of their core families. Some slave men will work hard and send their children to schools, camps, and programs, but they hardly ever try to build places for any of us to use what we learn. DONATE

Slave Children 2015

It was not uncommon to see women pregnant at the same time as their daughters. Aunts and uncles grew up with their nephews and nieces. I had two friends who were younger than their nephews. It was a joke when my friends would tell their nephews to listen to them because they were the uncles. the two older nephews would punch their uncles and move on. The production of children in the slave quarters by men and women of all ages is important to the economy. Every slave child produces multiple jobs for other ethnic groups. For every slave child there is a: teacher, school psychologist, social worker, mental health counselor, correctional officer, probation and parole officer, rehab counselor, etc. Almost all of these professionals used to live outside of the slave quarters. Gentrification has brought other ethnic groups back into slave neighborhoods, but they still do not deal with their slave neighbors. A non slave will live next door to slaves physically, A thousand miles away in every other aspect of life. DONATE

Slave Boy's 2015

I was a sensitive child. Sensitive means soft in the slave quarters. My sister would punch me in the arm as lightly as she could to still make an effect. I was frail because food was scarce in the slave quarters for some of us. My sister loved me and did not want me to be destroyed by other boys in the slave quarters. She did not want for me to be feminine because I lived with all females. I learned how to fight and survive like all of the other boys in the slave quarters. My sister was always trying to correct my mother's mistakes. My mother committed one of the worse sins of the modern slave. She moved us to the low end of the slave quarters without preparation. Once we moved to the low end of the slave quarters the boys ganged up on me every chance they got to beat on me until they found other boys to beat down. I fought, but I never became as violent as the other boys. I knew that the violence was a state of our conditions and not who we were.

Slave Mama 2015

 My mother was an old style slave. She cleaned people’s houses and raised their children while my sisters and I were raising ourselves and each other as best we could. Dorothy was her bosses girl and was loaned to other women to do days work. The pay never covered our rent and food so we were homeless much of the time. Slave homelessness is a hard struggle for one simple fact, we were slaves and not seen as worthy of steady housing. My mother would shovel us from friend to friend until we wore out our welcomes. Eventually the city put us into a public housing building. These were the harsh slave quarters because it was where the city put us to get us out of the way and forget about us. We all felt like less than what we were and our parents felt awful for bringing us into a state of slavery. The depression took the fight out of us. We gave up on ourselves. We did not know that even dung can be rolled into something valuable. My mother died not knowing such things. She died poorer than she was born, leaving behind children that are battered adults because of slave life. For this reason my mama is a pitiful character who has my deepest sympathies. DONATE

President Donald Trump

If you think that Donald Trump cannot win the selections necessary to get into the White house, think again. Trump is  a megaphone for the United States at this point. Trump speaks for the hard core racists that are angry about the decline of white power. Trump speaks for the wealthy people that want to stay above the rest of us. Trump speaks for the people tired of the broken system that is dragged along by those who do not know that it is broken. Trump speaks for the people that want to see something happen in the United States and do not care if the bold act is good or bad. The news media loves Trump because he gives them so much content. Comedians love him for the same reason. Scholars love Trump because we can study our social reality through him. Donald Trump has just as much of a chance at the presidency as anyone else running for the position. If you underestimate Trump, you may find yourself shocked at the 2017 inaugural address. DONATE 

Black Radio

Black radio popped into my head for a minute. Martin Luther King Jr. Once talked about how important black radio was to the community. Black radio pushed music which was a part of our culture. It also got the word out about social events. In the past black talk radio was manned by journalists and or thinkers. It's ridiculous that there are so few women in black radio, but that's a different blog. Now black radio is almost entirely manned by male comedians. The message from the owners of radio stations is clear, our ethnic group is a joke. When a happy event happens, our radio hosts tell jokes. When a tragic event happens, our radio hosts tell jokes. Black people seem to want to laugh all the time. Maybe that is why we are always crying. We cry for our children slaughtered in the streets. We cry for our adults shackled in slave cells for decades. if you are black and you feel bad for any reason, just turn on the radio and laugh until you feel better. That is the African - American way. DONATE