Reconnecting With Your Black Consciousness

By 1948, in places like Philadelphia, Brothas and Sistas started picketing in protest of White-Supremacist segregation, White-Supremacist torture, rape, sodomization and lynching, etc. This was done after we – like everybody else – did our Afrikan-American part to defeat Nazi Germany and Japan by 1945. We knew we damn sure deserved MUCH better treatment than say, farm animals. Certainly after HELPING PATRIOTICALLY to win WWII. Drenched the longest in common sense of all people, we started strategizing, again. We've always resisted and pushed BACK whenever we could. We picketed in protest of White-Supremacist segregation and standard affronts and degradations from the Colorless-bleached RECESSIVES of the Great ?? White Flood from the open sewer of Olde Europe who are NO ONE to be equal to, or with. This, even though we were really uncomfortable with being called Black-we'd been brutally habituated to being identified as Negro, color, etc.-was how we were exercising the dignity of Black Consciousness of Blackfolk: We protested for the right to breathe, the right to be a MAN, the right to be a WOMAN. Nothing less.

THE Black Human is the most strapping, awesome and spectacularly ancient being – complete with the elegant appointments of the Black Mother Continent – EVER to walk this Earth, going as far back as the sciences of artifacts and antiquities can REACH, because we are the STANDARD, ultra-melanized, Afrikan – DOMINANT stem-humans.

I thought Arketta was slightly exaggerating when, around 2005, she said to me, "I don't know what's wrong with these women: They look like they just rolled out of bed and walked out the door!"