Story Archives 2014

More Than Hip-Hop, Father & Son in All I Wanna Do, The Film

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Krip-Hop Nation (KHN):  As a disabled activist/artist & founder of Krip-Hop Nation, I am totally interested in your 2011 documentary, All I Wanna Do, but first talk about your background as a film maker. 

 

Michelle Medina: I got into documentary filmmaking at Smith College and went my junior year abroad to Morocco which is where I returned on a Fulbright Fellowship after graduation and started my first short documentaries about motherhood, women, Judaism, Morocco and Islam. Most of my friends and my daughter's father is a rapper so hip hop music and artists were all around me. I wanted to make a film about this scene but the artists had such large images to protect that I decided to wait on making any documentary. My daughter's father, told me that the man who worked on the street was a rapper and an interesting man. I went and spoke to him and he told me he wrote lyrics and rhythms and was inspired by the Beattles of Morocco called Nass El Ghiwane. I went to visit his father and met his son who was a big fan of one of Morocco's most famous rappers, Don Bigg. The family was kind and seemed to represent the majority of urban Casablanca and what more, they knew all the Moroccan hip hop artists. If I wanted to discover Moroccan hip hop, who better to tell me the story than their fans who were also amateur writers and artists themselves. So I began filming my first feature documentary, All I Wanna Do. 

 

KHN: Do you think films can help change public view about certain people, communities & help to create change? If so how has your film change society in Casablanca especially the music industry? 

 

Michelle Medina:  I think film and images can most certainly change people's minds. I am a fan of documentary because I never forget the people I meet in a film that is based on a moment with real people. I have changed radically my own world view because of places I have been, people I have filmed, and films and documentaries that I have seen. That is partly why I do it. To reflect life and change our reality for the better which for me is a more peaceful and creative world. 

 

My film was made for a Moroccan audience here. It was not meant to go around the world as it has but of all the prizes it has one the two from Morocco mean the most because they were given with lots of affection and pride. 

 

 

KHN: Tell me how did this story of a father and his disabled son becoming a Hip-Hop group? 

 

Michelle Medina: They were budding rap artists and very shy about it but talking about how much they wanted to make an album. I asked if they would let us film them as they made an album with our help and backing because we also wanted to see how an artist in Morocco even managed to get to the radio and was it possible to live off of that. So they agreed and formed a band named "Jumerah" which means burning coals. They started the process of recording an album and learned how even if they had never been to a studio before. It was very amazing to see the transformation they went through on this expedition. 

 

 

KHN: As Founder of Krip-Hop Nation, I’m very interested on how Hip-Hop artists with disability are treated all over the world. If you know can you give us some insight about disability & Hip-Hop in Casablanca, Morocco? 

 

Michelle Medina: In Morocco, disability is seen as a hardship because it is very hard especially if you are coming from a poorer family. On a governmental level more should and must be done. People with disabilities here don't get the same advantages as elsewhere. A lot of people with disabilities can be found begging in the street here especially near where I live in Casablanca. For the lucky ones from families that can afford the care it's better but not by much. That is not to say that there is hate towards the disabled. There is a lot of concern and love. When Ayoub is seen on screen and met in life people adore him and treat him with such dignity. It put me to shame that in America that kind of human interaction would probably not happen at all. What I find shocking more than poverty and lack of resources in Morocco, is the hate in the States that exists for no valid reason just seemly here for free. 

 

What I discovered in the distribution of my film was that disabled folks are treated not very kindly or with much respect in the States. When I submitted my film I once got an earful from a program director from a major and well respected festival in Brooklyn that posted on Facebook that: 

        

"Just because someone is missing a limb or a tongue or an eye or an ear or is somehow handicapped or sort of elderly, that doesn't mean that you should make a documentary about how they still like to do normal stuff like dance or fuck or tag or play bocce..."Yeah, put that shit in you "What Not to Doc". 

 

His friend followed up with: "Little people and speech impediments excluded." 

 

The program director answered: "I am confused. You want to watch a short film about a man who has a lisp who plays bocce? That doesn't sound that awesome to me." 

 

The thread followed with demeaning remarks for those with handicaps as if they were a joke. That of course was the year I submitted my film "All I Wanna Do" and there weren't many with handicapped issues that year, as every year there isn't that many. It struck me as hateful and angry but about what? I never got that sort of angry reception from Moroccan audiences before or since.

 

KHN: The music industry especially Hip-Hop is not to friendly toward musicians/Hip-Hop artists with disabilities.. In the film do we see how the music industry in Morocco react toward the son & father? 

 

Michelle Medina: Well, the only people that set limits on Ayoub for his disability was one radio jockey. He unloaded all his baggage on him On air. The radio jockey said all sorts of inappropriate things we didn't even add to the documentary because it was so abusive but the little we did include was how he asked Ayoub if he feels different because of his disability. Ayoubs father interjected to say, "Ayoub can jump higher and Ayoub can rap louder and Ayoub is complete." It was a strong moment as was the time when the disk jockey said that I shouldn't be making the film because it was going to give them hope to dream in a country without possibility. I was once told the same that I shouldn't reach or dream because I wasn't worth it but I did. This might not be their career but if it makes them feel valuable then that's all we could have hoped for but to say you can't is demeaning.

 

KHN: I love that is a father & son movie because here in the US you barely see a disabled son &father movie especially people of color. Tell us why you chose these two main characters? 

 

Michelle Medina: I guess you are right, I didn't think about that from an American perspective. They are unusual even for Moroccan standards primarily because the father supports his son's dreams and they are truly friends.  Mohamed's love for his son led him to join in on his son's passion for music and this is where they found a way to express their opinions and struggles and to bond. The main reason I chose these two individuals was because their social situation and their sentiments on life seemed to tell the story of many people in Morocco and yet they as people are really so truly unique. Mohamed forged a connection with his son built on mutual respect and sharing. He is a remarkable father and they are exceptional by all standards. Many men in the filming commented on the relationship with envy and admiration saying they wish they had the same with their fathers who most likely said to them that music was a waste of time. 

 

The songs they wrote were interesting beyond just their aesthetics. One was a song about alcoholism and family violence and was insightful. They didn't hide anything. Another song was about his love for his country and another about respect for all the work of their mothers and the women that make up their lives. They were very profound and simple. 

 

If I had once thought about making a documentary about rap and interviewing rap groups, after meeting Mohamed and Ayoub it was clear I was going to be filming almost exclusively just them. In them I could learn about other Moroccan rappers and also discover Morocco through their vision of life. 

 

KHN: What is the political realities in North Africa & has those realities made it into the film? 

 

Michelle Medina: The political realities for a citizen of the MENA region is difficult and Morocco is considered one of the best in regards to human rights and development. However for a regular joe that doesn't have connections, doesn't know someone in power or enough people at companies, there is no chance that you can hope to get a job that pays enough to be considered middle class. So one is usually going to continue in their fathers footsteps and stay at that level and many cases worse. That can discouraging and also painful because when you can't eat well or take care of yourself that is harsh. Public education is lacking, religion is enforced by the state, things that you might take for granted in the USA like ambulance services or a 911 emergency line is just a dream here. If you have an accident and it's critical, prayer is about all you have got and we joke here that we must have a higher power always hanging over Morocco because we are by and large still here. So for an average Moroccan they can't leave easily, they can't get an education or a job easily, they can't do a list of things by religion and society, well that has a discouraging effect on people and it kills your hopes and dreams. People at an early age are expected to be "realistic" which is a word I hate because it often is meant to mean "think less do less" because not only will nothing come from hope but you aren't worthy of it. These feelings are for me the root of the Arab Spring and those realities were expressed in this film right before the MENA region blew up.

 

KHN: What was your research that you did for this film & do you like Hip-Hop? 

 

Michelle Medina: I love hip hop I have been a fan since I moved to America at the time when Tupac was at the top of the rap charts. When I came to Morocco, I found myself intrigued that although hip hop is such an urban American musical form it seemed to connect to Moroccan teenage boys in the city and in some spaces to women and to people in the countryside. It was something people loved or hated and it seemed to connect to certain individuals that I found to be on the margins of society or felt like they identified with the margins and needed a space to voice rage or despair or ask questions. I immersed myself into the hip hop music scene in Casablanca and interviewed and spoke with as many musicians, fans, DJs and concert organizers as possible to learn what their challenges were and the culture. There are few outlets to perform let a lone earn a living from it. 

 

KHN: Tell us about the son character’s real life. 

 

Michelle Medina: Ayoub was born without a part of his leg. In the context of Morocco, there are many families that feel the need to give up their children to the street in hopes that someone with an organization might adopt them. Ayoubs parents are of very modest means and they embraced him and encouraged him and took such delight in celebrating their boy. They were a couple that married for love and it shows. Many do marry for love, I don't want to make it sound like that never happens but for many many people, love is a luxury. There are many decisions to be made and discussions to be had by the very wealthy and the modest before a marriage takes place and a proposal gets filtered through many different priorities that are dependent on your education, family upbringing, exposure to the world and on how one is perceived in the larger societal network. It is a great luxury to make that major life decision with the least amount of interference. But it's not that easy or simple in most places in the world but thankfully Mohamed and his wife were lucky enough to fall in love and get married and remain a loving supportive couple with their three children. 

 

In Morocco there is also still no publicly funded governmental agency to house and educate orphans. If Ayoub had be born to another family there is a great possibility that he could have been left on the street like countless other orphans. When I interviewed people that run private orphanages they told me that most children that come to them have special needs of some sort. Ayoub's parents registered him in every possible government program available to educate and help their son. Ayoub became quite the star of PR campaigns and was discovered and recruited to act in many Hollywood films that were set in Afghanistan or Iraq but filmed in Morocco. In so many ways, Ayoub thrived and his work as an actor made him feel worthy and meaningful. In the film we talk about a moment in his film work where he thought he might have the chance to go and film a scene in LA and when that didn't work out he went through a difficult time and felt lost. However despite this he has no shame in himself thanks to his wonderful parents. He plays soccer, he bikes, he is athletic and gets into trouble like a lot of teenagers his age but the feeling I got from his father and family was that what made him special was that he didn't let others' beliefs stop him from living fully. His parents admired him, looked up to him really. He is everything you hope for in a son. 

 

KHN: Being a woman filmmaker doing a film about Hip-Hop what kind of reactions you get in Morocco compare to the US? 

 

Michelle Medina: Such a good question! The politics of space. I am a woman and although I am on the starving artist end in America, I am a privileged woman to many eyes here in Morocco. Also hip hop is such a 'masculine' space in its sometimes performative tropes of masculinity. Despite all of that I did manage to educate myself on the Moroccan scene and I can't remember a single time me being a woman was a problem in how anyone treated me as a person. I was more respected by Moroccans in general as a filmmaker then I ever have been while working with Western men where I found a lot of sabotage and out right disrespect. In the filming process, there were moments when I knew I would have to back off and let my male assistant come in to ask some of the harder more personal questions to the men, some of whom were older. Without explaining or defending that, I do have to say I understand that there will be moments when we need to talk amongst ourselves, whatever that may be to express things in a safe space. I felt no hesitation to get out of the way if it meant a better more honest climate.   

 

KHN: Has the disabled community/organizations in Morocco embrace this film & how did you reach out to this community? 

 

Michelle Medina: Actually the disabled community is more like a government run building and this wasn't something they were very interested in.  However the documentary was featured on national government run TV in Morocco so it undoubtedly was seen by the maximum available population. The viewers sent in really positive social media feedback.

 

KHN: I do workshops about music & disability. How would you like educators & culture workers use this film in their classrooms, in the community & at home and what are the main messages you want viewers to leave with? 

 

Michelle Medina:  It's not until half way that you can see in full view that Ayoub has crutches. This was not done on purpose but worked out well because the audience has come to see Ayoub already in a different way by the time they see the first scene with this crutches. It's then it is immediately discussed by all the members of his family and himself. I think one lives with people in documentaries and if I could give my version and vision of things and it helps open up the discussion I would be very happy for that. I don't know enough to guide educators like yourself about how to use the film within the disabled community, but I would be so happy to know of the feedback from its use. The main message of the film for viewers is the same for every film. I want people to find themselves in these stories and to connect to people in far away places that we aren't supposed to know or care about. A lot of what we see in the media are quick little stereotypes of what we already know. Just looking at the news these days the summary is people in the MENA region are savages, both the Jews/Israelis and Arabs/Muslims. It's depressing as I have been to all of these places and have friends in every part of the conflict and region and I see one thing on TV and another in reality. No one is a savage and if we buy into any narrative that attests to that no matter if its right or left, it goes against reality and humanity. It's easy to be extreme it's difficult to be balanced and in my documentaries I expose myself and offer up an vision of a life in the hopes to communicate and convey all the beauty I see in so many places and people. 

 

KHN: What are the father & son doing these days since the movie has been out there? 

 

Michelle Medina: The father refused to work anywhere else other then where he is now with the people of the community and Ayoub is still writing music and started working.

 

KHN: Do you think Hip-Hop & Hip-Hop culture in Morocco & word-wide has embrace people with disabilities? 

 

Michelle Medina: I hope so. I know they embraced Ayoub easily. I don't know about the Western world, I think that will be a more harder challenge because disabilities are looked down upon and masculinity is still so narrowly defined in the West. 

 

KHN: Will you continue to make films with a disabled character? 

 

Michelle Medina: Yes. I haven't any plans to do a film about it at the moment but my next film has a character that does have a disability. 

 

KHN: Thank you so much! How can people stay in contact with you? 

 

Michelle Medina: www.michellemedinafilm.com

 

KHN: Any last words? 

 

Michelle Medina: I think I spoke already so much, but thank you for being patient with me.

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Bart Blues

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Years before a foot
of track was laid for
the Bart system

my father collected
record albums with
miles of tracks pressed
into the grooves

he had hundreds of them
and he always handled
them by the edges

he didn't want to
get fingerprints, scratches
or dust on them

said it would
ruin the sound

(not to mention waste his hard earned money from his trusted Janitorial
job over on Van Ness Ave)

But as much as
he tried to take care of those
albums, he couldn't keep some
of them from warping and getting
scratched

and those albums would
spin like a wheel going
east, west, north, ,south
or whatever direction our
minds took us

Miles, Monk, Lou Donaldson,
Sonny Rollins, Willie Bobo

My dad had 'em all
and many others

and over time my
father lost album after album
like leaves falling from a tree,
like a friend dying

and in the Bart station
in the morning those lost
albums and songs are found
among yesterday's newspapers,
wet cardboard and the footsteps
of those with places to go

a man with skin the color of
yesterday's coffee sits with his
horn in a florescent flood of light

his breath a husk
of a note

the fog lifts and
a new song is given birth,
warped, scratched

and we pass by
heading towards
the escalators, the
stairs

in a direction
of our own

(c) 2014 Tony Robles
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Profile Avenger 2014 #001

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Tiny
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Nov 6, 2014

It's tough being poor anywhere in the world, but here in the hypocritically wealthiest and hypocritically most racist nation on earth it is particularly challenging. When those with so much more wealth flaunt it and those with white skin privilege pretend white privilege doesnt exist: that's when it gets especially challenging.

One of the greatest challenges is when other people of color put that oppression onto us.

This happened recently while pricing several items at Rainbow Food Co-operative in San Francisco, including one of them cheeses that doesnt have artificial hormones that could be used to make my now famous “Beast From the East Pizza.”

The cashier was one of the employees who I had numerous run-ins with in the past, especially while I was homeless. They would mostly harass me about how much time I would use in the rest room or how the restroom was messy when I got done.

In my own defense, I must say often I had to clean the toilet just to use it, that's why I took so long and the bathroom was generally left in the shape it was in when I arrived on other occasions.

Anyhow, on this most recent occasion I noticed through the corner of my eye this employee making signals with his head, indicating he wanted security to keep an eye on me.

Everywhere I went, security went. Needless to say it made me leave without gathering all the information I wanted and looking for another source for cheese and other items.

In the same week, on my way to Poor Magazine on Bart, I sat next to a well dressed white woman in a business suit with several expensive looking parcels. When she saw me sit she clutched the bag nearest me as if I wanted to snatch it from her.

I looked at her in horror as she clutched it even tighter.

Shortly before my train arrived she actually got up a moved to the other side of the circular bench. My train approached and I got up while shaking my head, so I could get on my train and leave that ignorance behind.

I ran into the same stupidity while shopping at Home Depot with my brother and colleague at Poor Magazine, Muteado Silencio, after security watched the items that were purchased be scanned purchased and bagged. Upon departing the store security abrubtly demanded a receipt.

Then on my way back across the bay, again while getting on Bart, I noticed a Bart employee of color eyeballing my fresh unbagged produced that I aquirred from the people's produce stand. He really looked at me hard as if he wanted to say something but declined to do so.

I definenately got the vibe that that wasn't the end of it.

Then lo and behold several stations later after boarding my train, 2 Bart cops get on and eyeballed me for 2 full minutes, which can seem like a lifetime when 2 people with guns are eyeballing you!

Eventually one of them mumbled some words into his communication device.

The other officer, apparently his senior officer, signalled for him to walk ahead of him almost as if to say “this guy isnt doing anything wrong,” which quite frankly shocked me!

We shall overcome some day but apparently not any day soon!

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Ferguson and the 7 "F's

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Tiny
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1) As we chant to F#@*k the Po'Lice can we also commit to NOT (F)phoning the Po'Lice

2) As we begin "Filming the Po'Lice can we also work on Firing the Po'Lice.

3) As we Fight the Police for their killing of our Black and Brown babies - can we also fight just as hard to stop criminalizing, illegalizing peoples for the sole act of working in amerikkka without the Man's paper

4) As we resist the Po'Lice can we also connect the dots to the kkkourts where peoples are incarcerated for crimes of poverty, racism, homelessness and parenting while poor in amerikkka-

5) As we get ready to march against more state sanctioned Po'Lice Terror in Ferguson and beyond, can we also carry these values to family, home and origin community and stop calling the Po'Lice when you have an "emergency".  If you think this is the only "agency" to call- include in your resistance movements the creation of family councils and elder councils like we have at POOR Magazine and Homefulness. ( A very hard thing to do- No Doubt!- but a necessary one if we want change to happen) When revolutionaries realize you have to walk the talk and enact at home what you fight for in the streets then they will be ready to do the hardest work of all, deal with each other and hold each other accountable for each others actions.

6) Stop equating safety and security with po'lice and gated communities - stop believing the empire's lies about what and who is safe and who and where is secure.

7) And perhaps most importantly, the one "F" that relates to all of the aforementioned "F's"- Stop Funding the Po'Lice - This will only happen if we enact the above list so that cities across amerikkka can no longer justify giving hundreds of thousands of dollars to these occupying colonizer armies to "ensure our safety" They will try anyway, but the argument will get weaker and weaker if we truly decolonize our actions and re-actions.

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Rough! My Life as a Dog In Oakland

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Never tripped on Oakland. To me it was that other place across the bay with better weather and up to the minute shootings showcased on the local news. Being from San Francisco, I was constantly trippin’; trippin’ over my shoes getting from point A to B bypassing what was in between. I tripped over my thoughts, a combination of past, present and what might lie ahead. My tongue tripped over itself in search of words, words that might mean something. Due to circumstances I will not elaborate on at this time, I find my self trippin' as I walk down the street of my new home in East Oakland. The streets I walk on are new and, like San Francisco, the pavement is a maze of sutures, remnants of wounds I didn’t bear witness to. Yet, I feel the scars and sutures and faults as if they were carved into my own skin. I walk onward.

I walk past empty storefronts, churches, corner stores of various sizes and a thrift shop with wigs, canes, furniture, clothes and books. I walk past people, faces black and brown with emotions built up inside skin and bone that can be felt. In my first week in Oakland, 3 people said good morning to me. That never happened to me in 50 years in San Francisco. I respond with a good morning and walk on.

I head to the Coliseum Bart station one day on my bike. Rows of houses with wrought iron gates and fences stand stoically alongside trees with rivers of stories carved onto the skin. One house is surrounded by a fence covered in clothes—shirts, pants, socks—dangling, coming alive in the wind—kicking, waving, swaying in the Oakland sun. The houses are old and without the anti-septic quality their counterparts in gentrified San Francisco are acquiring. I see a man in front of his house, water hose in hand, dousing his car; a baptism of sorts—a gleam of pride and dignity as he embarks from his home to take on whatever may come.

I see more faces, the dogs of the neighborhood along 73rd street. Dogs with thick meaty faces, scarred faces, distinguished faces, faces of quiet fire, faces that a mirror would not forget or regret. The faces resemble prizefighters of yesteryear--Jersey Joe Walcott and Ezzard Charles dogs; Tony Zale and Rocky Graziano dogs—Sonny Liston dogs with a Tyson thrown in for good measure; dogs that are both ugly and handsome at the same time; dogs that have seen it all and do not have patience for foolishness.

One such dog is a dog I call Pogo stick. Pogo resides in a house behind a wooden fence. I ride by and pogo jumps up and down. I get glimpses of the top of his pointy ears and head as he bounces like a ball. One day he got high enough where we came face to face. I saw his fine row of teeth and each time he jumped he spoke.

"Say man (jump), where you goin'? (jump)...you think you can (jump) go to the corner (Jump) store for me and (Jump) and pick me up a pack of (jump) smokes (jump) and a lottery ticket?

I can't get his teeth out of my mind so I ride off until I come to a black wrought iron fence. I approach. There is a black pit bull. He whimpers a tone that has sat deep for a long time. I lean against the fence.
“How’s life treating you?” I ask
“Rough!”
“Really? You look comfortable to me."
He put his nose between the iron bars and poured it out:
“Rough, rough, rough…rough rough rough…rough! Rough rough! Rough rough rough…!
rough rough rough!”
I didn’t understand yet I felt what he was trying to communicate.

I was about to ride off on my bike when I saw a small dog approach. It looked to be a Chihuahua/lab or some other mix. It looked up at me like he was an old time gangster—he had an Edward G. Robinson face.
“What do you want?” The little dog asked.
“Wait, you speak English?” I said.
“What the hell you think I speak? You damn right I speak English! I speak a little Spanish too and I’m trying to learn Chinese”
“Oh”
We looked at each other for a moment. I broke the silence.
“So, do you know what that other dog said?” I asked, pointing to the pit bull. The little dog looked at me.
“Ruff!”
I looked at the pit bull, his thick nose glistening behind the gates.
“What I said” he began, “Is that you just got here in Oakland a hot second ago but I been here a long time, since before you was in diapers. And all that poetry you writin’ about my home ain’t nothing but a lot of bulls**t. If it wasn’t for this fence, I’d put some real poetry on your ass. I’d A-1 steak yo’ ass right here and now”
“A-1 steak my ass, what does that mean?”
“It means that all that stuff you writing about Oakland, about the sutures in the street and the fault lines and cracks that tell stories like a palm in some fortune teller’s trick bag ain’t about nothin’. The only cracks and sutures that you’re gonna see are the one’s in your ass when I take a chunk out of it
I moved away from the fence. I backed away. I heard a noise.
“Rough!”
I hopped on my bike and pedaled onward, faster and faster. The sutures in the street were mouths that smiled then laughed. I was trippin’. I tripped over my own pedaling feet and towards the fault lines in the street. I fell on my ass as the laughter of the dogs rang in my ears.
Rough, rough rough!

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Grand Jury WUT- Did Someone Say Grand Dragon of amerikkk? - a Po Poets Project Statement With Ferguson

09/24/2021 - 08:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Tiny
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(Image by Lara Kiswani of 580 Freeway Shut Down for Mike Brown)
 
Grand Jury WUT? Did Someone Say Grand Dragon of the ameriKKK?
 
Once again- the wite- supremacist nation who teaches our children colonizer historical lies  missing 525 years of genocide - who trades our cultures for blood-stained dollaz -has served up  a steaming plate of amerikkkan In-Justice in Ferguson
 

Mike Brown, Idriss Stelley, Andy Lopez, Kenny Harding Jr, Oscar Grant and Alex Nieto shot by agents of the state walking with hate into neighborhoods filled with gates- built on lies of about owning pachamama and sealing our fate into razor wires plantation walls and walmart sales of guns fueling kkkapitalist rage
 

How much kkkapitalist destruction will it take before the lie of IN-JUSTICE will be changed. How many walmart windows need to Break by young warriors of truth who say NO MORE Po'Lice terror- no more pain?

Wite Amerikkka conscious or NOT  this is the moment to STOP- start reparations,  stop being quiet, profiting,enabling, stop buying and selling, stop taking part in amerikkka lies of safety and security- stop being a part of amerikkka- stand up for your/our black and brown future, harass your poltrickster until Darren Wilson is CHARGED-

Stop enabling these amerikkkan lies - start calling out the klan roots in our everyDAY lives

Grand JURY WHAT? Did someone Say Grand Dragon of the amerikkk!

STAND WITH FERGUSON:

Today, Tuesday, November 25th: Oakland Po'lice Dept -5pm all african peoples party calling a national demonstration at police departments.

Wednesday: Anti police terror project calling an action at the wallmart in east oakland 5pm (wallmart sell toy guns that promotes &desensitizes violence/terror; wallmart has armed security that kills customers

Thursday: prayer vigil for all our people murdered by amerikkkan Po'Lice

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