Donald Trump Is Cleaning Up Barack Obama’s Mess

I believe Donald Trump is literally, albeit unintentionally making America great again. Not through his fly-by-night bills and executive orders. Not through his social media-tastic declarations of spontaneoous battles. Not through his bombastic speeches filled to the brim with words of no more than three syllables. And definitely not through his unsolicited attacks on celebrities, athletes, and random politicians, either.

The hate that the Trump Administration seems to have unsheathed within the people has also exposed the love we share for our fellow countrymenas we march, arms locked, some on bended knee, in the same struggle. It’s as if we all-of-a-sudden…

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Words by Tony Grands

Phillip Knight & The Legal Voter Suppression Machine


Words by Phlip

I had an idea…

If voter suppression is the means to swaying the vote to Romney, why have they not tapped one of their megabucks CEO pals to do something to distract that target market from voting in November? Continue reading

Andrew M. Manis Is The Truth


[Tony’s Note: The homie Jamal 7Mile sent me this early morning email. It was one of those “chain letter” type deals to spread the word to the public. It’s an article written by Andrew M. Manis, a history professor at Macon State College in Georgia. Instead of spamming the hell out of my little boxed in universe, I decided to print it here. Enjoy.]

‘When are WE going to get over it?’

For much of the last forty years, ever since America “fixed” its race problem in the Civil Rights and Voting Rights Acts, we white people have been impatient with African Americans who continued to blame race for their difficulties. Often we have heard whites ask, “When are African Americans finally going to get over it?” Now I want to ask: When are we White Americans going to get over our ridiculous obsession with skin color?

Recent reports that “Election Spurs Hundreds of Race Threats, Crimes” should frighten and infuriate every one of us. Having grown up in “Bombingham,” Alabama in the 1960s, I remember overhearing an avalanche of comments about what many white classmates and their parents wanted to do to John and Bobby Kennedy and Martin Luther King. Eventually, as you may recall, in all three cases, someone decided to do more than “talk the talk.”

Since our recent presidential election, to our eternal shame we are once again hearing the same reprehensible talk I remember from my boyhood. We white people have controlled political life in the disunited colonies and United States for some 400 years on this continent. Conservative whites have been in power 28 of the last 40 years. Even during the eight Clinton years, conservatives in Congress blocked most of his agenda and pulled him to the right. Yet never in that period did I read any headlines suggesting that anyone was calling for the assassinations of presidents Nixon, Ford, Reagan, or either of the Bushes. Criticize them, yes. Call for their impeachment, perhaps. But there were no bounties on their heads. And even when someone did try to kill Ronald Reagan, the perpetrator was non-political mental case who wanted merely to impress Jody Foster.  But elect a liberal who happens to be Black and we’re back in the sixties again.

At this point in our history, we should be proud that we’ve proven what conservatives are always saying — that in America anything is possible, EVEN electing a black man as president. But instead we now hear that school children from Maine to California are talking about wanting to “assassinate Obama.” Fighting the urge to throw up, I can only ask, “How long?”

How long before we white people realize we can’t make our nation, much less the whole world, look like us? How long until we white people can – once and for all – get over this hell-conceived preoccupation with skin color? How long until we white people get over the demonic conviction that white skin makes us superior? How long before we white people get over our bitter resentments about being demoted to the status of equality with non-whites?  How long before we get over our expectations that we should be at the head of the line merely because of our white skin? How long until we white people end our silence and call out our peers when they share the latest racist jokes in the privacy of our white-only conversations?

I believe in free speech, but how long until we white people start making racist loudmouths as socially uncomfortable as we do flag burners? How long until we white people will stop insisting that blacks exercise personal responsibility, build strong families, educate themselves enough to edit the Harvard Law Review, and work hard enough to become President of the United States, only to threaten to assassinate them when they do?    

How long before we start “living out the true meaning” of our creeds, both civil and religious, that all men and women are created equal and that “red and yellow, black and white” all are precious in God’s sight? Until this past November 4, I didn’t believe this country would ever elect an African American to the presidency. I still don’t believe I’ll live long enough to see us white people get over our racism problem.   But here’s my three-point plan:   

First, everyday that Barack Obama lives in the White House that Black Slaves Built, I’m going to pray that God (and the Secret Service) will protect him and his family from us white people.

Second, I’m going to report to the FBI any white person I overhear saying, in seriousness or in jest, anything of a threatening nature about President Obama.  

Third, I’m going to pray to live long enough to see America surprise the world once again, when white people can “in spirit and in truth” sing of our damnable color prejudice,  “We HAVE overcome.”

-Andrew M. Manis via The Macon Telegraph

28 Days


Black History Month is upon us, yet again. Or, as I like to call it, “28 days of [Bl]ac[k]tivity”. I’ll spare you all the jokes about February being the shortest month & that’s why they gave it to us, because honestly, Cinco De Mayo is only 24 hours long. & I can’t recall ever having an “Asian History Appreciation Day” back in school. But they sure have about 10 gay pride parades every year though. No shots, just saying. Hell, even Halloween, a “holiday” based around death, disguises & junk food gets more press than “Black History Month”. Although, if I saw a porch with an Al Sharpton head on it, I’d be offeneded, for a few reasons. But I digress. This is “our” time to be celebrated, our triumphs rejoiced & for at least a month, little colored boys recite something other than rap lyrics.

As a kid, I always looked forward to this time of year. In elementary school, I played Benjamin Banneker, & of course Dr. King in Black History plays, respectively. To keep the tradition blazing, my son has portrayed Dr. King every year since preschool. Twice last year. He’s even told me that I’m being a little racist when I crack certain jokes, to which I respond, “If Black people couldn’t laugh at themselves, we would’ve committed mass suicide 400 years ago.” The irony is that we’re committing mass homicide right now, but that’s a post for another day.

Or, maybe not…

Niggas need to step their game up, really though. Think back, to the day after Barack Obama was sworn into office. I’m not the type for euphoric moments, but you can’t tell me that Blacks didn’t have smiles on their faces that day. Even the young, disenfranchised ones were polite, respectful even. I would even go as far as to say niggas pulled their pants up out of respect, but that was probably just my imagination. & just to let you know, I voted for Obama, & still believe in him. For all the political rhetoric & bullshit legislative propaganda forced in our faces, it’s almost like we forgot that Obama’s election was bigger than the White House. Not to get all corny, but it was/still is a victory for Black people, even if he isn’t a “typical” Black man.. The unity that filled the air that day, in metropoli nationwide, was strong enough to make us forget, if only for that day, where we were & look ahead to what (else) may be. Shit felt great, too. But this isn’t about the POTUS. One monkey don’t stop no show, per se.

I’m gonna go out on a limb, & suggest that, instead of calling February “Black History Month”, that we refer to it as “African American Recognition Fest”, or something to that effect. The past, present & future of a people. Where we’re headed is as important as where we are, & we’ve been. Possibly more so, given the circumstances; our families are disorganized, our priorities are virtually non-existent, & our reparations were given to the fat cats on Wall Street to bail them out. Meanwhile, rappers raise our kids, & athletes sell them crack pipe dreams. Fuck all that. Without power to fight, there is no “fight the power!”, if you smell my cologne. & not that I believe in segregation, I got love for all kinds of critters (what up LC?!), but we can’t look in unfamiliar territory to solve domestic problems. Foreign policies can’t, & wont govern my homeland security. My main hope is that this multigenerational wave of grandparents raising their grandkids will result in some old school ethics & pride being pumped back into the mainline. Parents are getting younger though, & subsequently, so are the grandparents. There’s only a small window of time before that hope is lost, as well (joking-but serious). Real talk, I have a homeboy who’s a 36 year old grandfather. One would think that he’d find that scenario abnormal. No dice. That’s some frightening shit, on several levels.

I’m not going to bog cats down with a month-long rant about something that our mirrors, the news & episodes of ‘Cops’ tell us daily. But, if nothing else, think about what I’m saying.