It Ain’t Over…Till It’s Over
Researching our torrid history in AmeriKlan, I came across something so vile, so horrible, so inhuman, it took my breath way. That thing was the lynching of my black men.( And women and children too, for that matter.) I’d always heard of the term “lynch mob” in history class but paid it no real attention. After all, history class at my public high school was dull, boring and taught by an old, Jewish teacher who made Ben Stein look like Mick Jagger.
I never knew the real meaning of lynching and decapitation of my people till I began to realize that AmeriKlan hates us. Wants us to “go home”. And “this country would be soooo great if you’d just leave.” I wondered, what did we do?
That question plagued me since about the age of twenty. I read books, watched Roots, again, Mandingo and X; and perhaps most importantly, I did my own research. I learned that AmeriKlan’s favorite pastime was hanging my people like cattle, from a beautiful sycamore or oak tree, whilst men, women and children watched, laughed, taunted and celebrated the death of a Negro.
These very same Puritanical, God-fearing, church-going, morally good, sweet, down-to-earth white folks killed for sport. And felt good about it! Now, wait just a minute….am I missing something? Didn’t God create man “in his own image?” Didn’t the Constitution say that “all men were created equal?” I can’t seem to find any passage where God said to Moses, ” Yes Moses, man shall rule over the beast…but the Negro shall be inferior to the white man and therefore hanging him and raping his woman is perfectly acceptable.”
Can you? I never went to Harvard. Maybe I missed it….
When the Civil Rights Movement came into force, all sorts of laws were placed to prevent( yeah, right) this sort of thing from ever happening again. ( sigh of relief). So that’s it, right? It’s over. Wrong. The white man created a new version of lynching in AmeriKlan in the form of police shooting. ( In Travyon’s case, it’s a common man off the street.)
I’m sick, disgusted, tired and enraged from seeing my people killed off by a white, racist policeman’s bullet! Every time I see this shit, I wave my fists in the air and scream, ” Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!! Not Again!!!!!!!” I can’t list all the brothers and sisters, mostly brothers, that have fallen prey to the overzealous officer who “mistook” him for an assailant in fucking Fairbanks Alaska like, six years ago. Tell me, what is it about the sight of a black man, who cares if he’s wearing a Gucci suit?, that strikes fear in the heart of AmeriKlans? Is our dark skin so fearsome? And why don’t you look at Jerry Sandusky, a white pervert, and scramble to pull your young boys out of gym practice, the zoo, park and playground? Ahhhhhhh….I bet I know the answer! Because when whites do fucked-up shit, it’s only that one white man who is held accountable. Whereas, when we do fucked-up shit, it’s a representation of the entire black race! See, white people? I’m getting smarter all the time.
When will this end? (When God destroys us all, that’s when) The continued lynching of my men is tearing us apart. It strikes fear in the hearts of mothers and fathers when their child, brother, nephew, male cousin and close family friend leaves the house. The other day, my own brother told me that he got pulled over by the cops…I nearly shit my pants thinking about what could have happened.
I know what they want, you know…To kill us off, slowly and painfully. Most whites feel that this wasn’t our country to begin with. Technically, it’s not theirs either, but who gives a shit? White is right. But listen, it ain’t over, till it’s over.