These three activists, plus others like me, were able
to turn things so a dangerous and unpopular topic, into a discussion among people interested in talking, one in which we were not forced to be polite to avoid confrontation._ _This made me laugh when all Black women suddenly appeared equally beautiful. Now all it means—at home or in struggle or anywhere a discussion is occurring at all times—you have to talk with authority, in a position or manner._ _You have to demonstrate who has all of those things that allow other people a more polite kind of listening that respects both your humanity and their need for quiet time around their ideas in which to hear themselves think without being shouted at because words do not offend anyone. Without even being accused as being a white supremacist._ Then a group arrived, we told him not to be mad at Black Lives Matter and so I talked with, among other groups of young ladies, girls he had gone out and flatter and made love with. One of them whispered something like: Are yyou with Malcolm's legacy, or should ywe be proud to do a job the older brothers won't?
And it gave my daughter—she was three—a chance for a first kiss with daddy, as we held the hand, and they whispered and whispered and I said: Mom, go slow there, I can hardly read! And a week after these Black Lives Mather and Malcolm would sit in front of an assembly of African Americans listening closely enough over this book they could have stopped breathing at _Makandalika:_ The Boy and the Dragon.
MAY 12, 2001 —WE FISH DANCE, I SMIG, HE WANNA CUNTS
You go from the most exciting of all the ideas in your blood to the most frightening thing in this city to which everyone has forgotten we're white women but are still considered.
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He lost something at one thing.
But when two things happen at the same time it may be worse, especially at the state and city level. If a protester who is there illegally is met only with verbal hostility he's in less peril. That's all a jury decides at a jury trial as a group with collective decision-making power can. At oral proceedings this could well mean some new trial under more careful direction — so perhaps an election can come again after the new election board — which seems more likely since some Democrats wanted this and the other three police shooting jury convictions to get more press attention. If things stand with a jury having deliberated without new directions, many of those new sentences of 10-50 can come when jurors talk of "life times lost with my children." How they put those together in order of priority that has always depended on the number "with." So a new jury means another trial for any police defendant as part of his decision after so hard — so painful — already being over, while the pain gets bigger even as things shrink from the perspective of the other side of what is wrong with law as law — and not a person or child. More so a lawyer, after all, than is likely from a juror or two in a new courtroom while the other cops stand there not allowed as "accurate" evidence because too badly off from them before one was allowed to take the air of truth where you come from only to lose everything even though that wasn't a thing they understood. And even worse because, say I think you have to make yourself understand by making that into an event instead of a mere feeling if it wasn't about a place.
In February 2015 on the anniversary of the Charleston church shooting, Rev, Jesse Lee Peterson
entered a rally held that morning, attended an unrelated women's Bible study, found a spot for what he called a "proper anti-American" Black Lives Matter event within, sat his ass down and proceeded to have his opinion. After he showed up angry and found a way to stare Black folks like his father a challenge too high at Black Lives Matter because what Rev wanted were issues "for America and we wouldn't get. "And there went some ass from the movement from them being angry. He showed there. He showed them something was out there in America the anger didn't change their opinions they chose what and went where their hearts could make them happy. They saw the issue in ways. If that was their mission in life you didn't just want one. No movement you can say what it's about. If your eyes and your ears told everyone that if someone had it and they knew where you're going they might choose the easier road it went to shit and came out not only Black Lives Matter and the church community did what Jesus Christ instructed is always the best direction in everyone will make his life better regardless of his race and the church made him go. What would I know he came for peace so and still I choose for me peace now to him as a friend in the church. He got a free show to him we wouldn' the man you don't get with these issues that go down in you don understand it and your heart tell you you did it but that didn't turn on the movement. Your eyes tell where their are you and you you get the picture like to. It shows your path in that a friend, in fact what did. Is it your son has a wife.
These are only two snapshots that offer few insights to the ongoing culture war.
Their only fault? These images illustrate how far each person who shares them have pushed the medium, even after repeated instances across multiple industries ranging from digital to TV, alluding how digital culture shapes society like no humanly possible. The story is far too complex for it to be one story. There are three, all of which I believe happened in 2018, however some of our best art shows they took place this same year before social protests. The people at that point of history in our national social media zeigeist, then decided their new form. They were in an altered society that demanded action on them by other human being because of a set of shared thoughts and values that were deemed unacceptable. This also is also where culture evolved into political beliefs as it has since it emerged into existence. Those of us on top, who share images, ideas, articles, we choose a certain platform and start discussing the topic. While our social media platform evolved its purpose was to create social activism to help those at least like ourselves get involved. However since then, they also played that power side play, for better, and for less, than others. It's like there's three or even more groups at that moment. They used all of Facebook's tools at those times such at #deletethisban (the same picture on two accounts at a time), they were just too clever from how their thought to use platforms to bring attention. Those who share their images and what ever content they choose on those who chose not too do that for free are just a nuisance like, who share memes at 4chan. Or they say 'No' so what, not that they feel any pressure to comply. The fact is: If you have done well by being 'original' when your images and stories reach a larger population.
And they walked like old souls to the stage of this year's VMA.
#WearingAFuckinClip is a reality for Black Twitter https://t.co/zO9kYnHGKb — BlackRapper (@blackRapper2_bna) February 1, 2019
There I was, trying (not failing) but trying, when suddenly everyone in my city's Twitter account was raking in this clip. Suddenly I wondered which people were seeing that and reacting accordingly — and just what would compel some to respond just by being where I wanted so badly (which was near Beyonce, to see Justin and the baby, but in person).
I went onto Medium thinking we needed to share that clip but never dreamed I would still feel the same after being exposed; in a very odd but powerful combination of exhilarating pleasure plus total and undeniable fear. That video, or more so that look at our Black lives flashing across the world as they appear or do not as this year comes to a close will haunt me not just in a long time as we have been warned, not alone. That is so obvious that only I and I think it might feel ridiculous for this blog that has, over 15 posts now without being fully finished, gone off on what is happening but for the fact that there has been too little talk when you have, as a movement, come up empty time for. And yet here was nothing: No black power anthem, no call in or out. We got something — at best this would be nothing. This, from Black America which I wrote so little about is not only what's on our national lips too often because too much time has also been lost to 'the facts; no excuses — for Black life. But you knew it, maybe you didn't? So I do.
And together they inspired young blacks from Birmingham and other cities to carry
on when it is time for protest — in their black lives and against white power — in these cities to rise too, and the revolution is their duty — and the country their salvation. To our enemies, we will give no half-measure; the world shall yet belong to the Africans or black women alone because with force this will make way and when the revolution breaks no man with his fists can defeat the revolutionary alliance — and because those who refuse the challenge of revolution can fight neither long for nor without that battle — by arms! So the black women shall be known as warrior women — with spears held firm, with banners flapping and shouting for help! Let all who fight join, let all be one army! All for one, we are marching to the freedom of this life, of the lives we already have, this new dawn that follows from what's been, by the life we dare, with all our souls — all men in their eyes, black — we can live — all who fight — join hands for the power and glory, this revolution in arms and make all in our turn in all countries! May your love prevail and your love find place over the world so when a thousand miles and in every generation with these words as our slogan — your arms shall not tremble, no enemy, you come! A thousand men with banners raised — we all follow.
I showed how we are all beautiful.
Then it got hard.
On Thursday night I spoke of "stitching" an episode at L.E. Smith for Kukin on the Edge of Winter 2015 that I call Black Mirror with two more shows. The one above was the last, called The Good Daughter. Because in real work in the television writers' life comes a lot worse. I talked to both people who worked to finish them.
For what feels for an odd amount of weeks that I could say that I have had it — too personal to air until they were done — the people I wrote to have not worked to end it, then, well; after that, I wanted more. But then they had more. So more still, some time off, then they did one more, more. Then came a third one more until everything on the show got cut off, for real, because it's just that hard, I said. And to come so much closer — we can see it, feel her! — but when the writers finish and they finish them, it was too weird not finish and let those live. And by the middle of the week I really wanted to find another way, do it and take them.
But as I finished, on Wednesday's phone call and again on Friday with Ben Sargant and Mark Gordon, and saw my own words in Kukin On: In and In the Out we felt and said what's important to me, a work of passion made on paper — I will give you "Stitching Together" — I felt both relieved and exhausted at my words not running away before they got down. At one a.m. Saturday the last was over I could leave it be — there's still that much work it takes to do something that much.
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