Bill Cosby convicted! What about the others?

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SO BILL COSBY IS CONVICTED.  THESE WOMEN SAY HE DRUGGED THEM THEN RAPED THEM.  SOME OF THE CASES ARE OVER TWENTY YEARS OLD. THERE’S NO PHYSICAL EVIDENCE OF RAPE. NO DNA AT ALL. AND MANY OF THE WOMEN LIED ABOUT THEIR STORIES.  YET HE WAS STILL CONVICTED.  DOES ANYONE ELSE FIND THAT STRANGE?  IS THIS JUSTICE? IS COSBY GUILTY? YOU COME TO YOUR OWN CONSCLUSION.  BUT WHAT ABOUT THE REST OF THESE FAMOUS WHITE MEN ACCUSED OF SEX ALLEGATIONS. CHARLIE SHEEN? MATT LAUER? HARVEY WEINSTEIN? WILL THEY SEE DAY IN COURT?  WILL THEY BE CONVICTED? IT’S HIGHLY UNLIKELY. WHAT DO YOU THINK?

The White Woman- The Root of it all!

 

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Author Trojan Pam-Rest in Power(1953-2018)

 

I recently got some very sad news.  A fellow blogger I’ve followed for many years has made her transition.   Her name was Pamela Harris.  Although most in the blogosphere knew her best as Trojan Pam. She was not only a blogger but also an accomplished author.  And  brilliant one I might add. The first book I bought of her’s was Trojan Horse: Death of Dark Nation.  She went under the pen name Anon.  She later changed it to Umoja.  The book blew my mind!  Pam broke down the wicked nature of racism in America.  She was so intelligent and gave such insight into racism and how it operates. I had spoken to her many times on the COWS radio show. I would call into the host Gus T. Renegade and she was a frequent guest.  I loved the way she was not afraid to challenge white racists.  And she would do her best to wake up black people who were still confused about racism.  She truly was a woman without fear. This is from her obituary:

Pamela Evans Harris was born on Oct. 12, 1953 to Columbia natives Hattye Evans Harris and George B. Harris. She was the niece of Camille and Randolph Howell, Gladys and William Davis and counted many Columbians as a part of her extended family. Ms. Pamela E. Harris passed away in Chicago on Feb. 15, 2018 after a long career as an Electronic Technician, repairing mail processing equipment for the United States Postal Service until her retirement in 2017.

One of Pam’s greatest gifts was her writing: she wrote short stories and novels, and there is a strongly captivating wit and brilliance to her work. In her own words, Pam said “I needed to be gainfully employed, but in my heart I knew that I had to be a writer.

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I loved talking to her and exchanging ideas.  She had a brilliant mind.  I respect the fact that she wanted to educate her people in a world of anti-blackness.  She always spoke truth to power.  She had a deep love for her people. She was definitely BLACK and PROUD. She let that be known. I believe we lost a true warrior for justice and liberation.  I never met her yet I felt like I knew her so well.  We really did lose a dear friend.  She will not be forgotten.  I suggest you all go out and buy her books.  She was kind enough to send me autographed copies.  I really did appreciate that. I don’t think I ever told her I much I admired her. Now I wish I had. Her hard work will not be vain.  My thoughts and prayers go out to her family and friends.  Thank you Pam.  Rest well my friend.

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Slavery was way back then- Amos Wilson

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“I’m often somewhat amused and taken aback by the number of people in this society who claim that slavery occurred somewhere back then…and that the experience of slavery is not supposed to be operating in the mentality of black folks. You hear a lot of youngsters saying that as well.
“Why do you talk about slavery? That was back there.”
Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve never escaped slavery. We still share the slave consciousness of our great-great-grandparents. We are of the same mind to a great extent that they were. We have not advanced beyond these people.
How can I say that? I generally ask a series of questions. You say that slavery has nothing to do with you and that slavery was back there.
I ask you what language do you speak? When did you learn that language? Was that the language African people were speaking when we were taken into slavery in America? In other words, the language we speak at this moment is a slave language.
The language that our slave ancestors were forced to learn. And we still speak it and you can still hear the pidgin, the Creole and the other kinds of stuff in our language right now. That language, with its words defined by history and by experience, is the language we use today to guide our behavior. It’s the language we use today to talk to ourselves.
It’s the language we use today to learn about ourselves and to learn about the world. It’s the language we use to try to understand ourselves. Is there no wonder then that we are still confused? So we have not escaped slavery because we are still using a slave language, and we speak the language of slaves.

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What kind of food do you eat? You say, “soul food”? Was that the food of African  people? Slave food. The food that we find most satisfying. The food that we find that sticks to our ribs. The food that we call “down home”.
A food that we learned to eat in the quarters.
And yet we dare say that we have escaped slavery. That we have nothing to do with those people back there. When our whole very social life and social relationships, our very definition of ourselves as a people, our very attempt to commune with ourselves is mediated by the food of slaves. How can you say you exist in a different consciousness from another people?
What kind of uniforms are we wearing? What kind of clothes are we wearing? Were these the clothes of African people? This is what we’ve got to look at.
What kind of names do we respond to? What kind of names do we identify with? Why is it that African names sound strange to us now as a people? And yet we dare say we have a different consciousness from our great-grandparents. How can we say that?
We are still in the same consciousness and we are still in the same position.
Because we are still servants of the white man, and our reason for being in America is to serve white folks and to generate wealth for them. And there has been no change at all in terms of our relationship to these people. I’m often somewhat amused and taken aback by the number of people in this society who claim that slavery occurred somewhere back then…and that the experience of slavery is not supposed to be operating in the mentality of black folks. You hear a lot of youngsters saying that as well.
“Why do you talk about slavery? That was back there.”
Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve never escaped slavery. We still share the slave consciousness of our great-great-grandparents. We are of the same mind to a great extent that they were. We have not advanced beyond these people.
How can I say that? I generally ask a series of questions. You say that slavery has nothing to do with you and that slavery was back there.
I ask you what language do you speak? When did you learn that language? Was that the language African people were speaking when we were taken into slavery in America? In other words, the language we speak at this moment is a slave language.
The language that our slave ancestors were forced to learn. And we still speak it and you can still hear the pidgin, the Creole and the other kinds of stuff in our language right now. That language, with its words defined by history and by experience, is the language we use today to guide our behavior. It’s the language we use today to talk to ourselves.
It’s the language we use today to learn about ourselves and to learn about the world. It’s the language we use to try to understand ourselves. Is there no wonder then that we are still confused? So we have not escaped slavery because we are still using a slave language, and we speak the language of slaves.
What kind of food do you eat? You say, “soul food”? Was that the food of African  people? Slave food. The food that we find most satisfying. The food that we find that sticks to our ribs. The food that we call “down home”.
A food that we learned to eat in the quarters.
And yet we dare say that we have escaped slavery. That we have nothing to do with those people back there. When our whole very social life and social relationships, our very definition of ourselves as a people, our very attempt to commune with ourselves is mediated by the food of slaves. How can you say you exist in a different consciousness from another people?
What kind of uniforms are we wearing? What kind of clothes are we wearing? Were these the clothes of African people? This is what we’ve got to look at.
What kind of names do we respond to? What kind of names do we identify with? Why is it that African names sound strange to us now as a people? And yet we dare say we have a different consciousness from our great-grandparents. How can we say that?
We are still in the same consciousness and we are still in the same position.
Because we are still servants of the white man, and our reason for being in America is to serve white folks and to generate wealth for them. And there has been no change at all in terms of our relationship to these people.”

The Age of Deception(Evolution,GMO foods,vaccines)

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