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A Delicious Dinner

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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a coupla' low income cats... Talk Back!

 

 
 

by Lester the cat and Dee


I know about pigeons could go in a cook book, along with all of the other
tasty things that I’ve eaten.
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Hands tells me secretly, “Why don’t we invite those pigeons over for
dinner sometime soon?”

“Good idea,” I tell him.

The reason I’m writing about pigeons is that this guy named Joe sent
me something that he wrote about pigeons taking over the world (not with
us cats around, someone should tell him). This Joe wrote to me and Hands:

“Pigeons and cats mostly run Planet Earth!” Human’s destructive
capacities are their own traits. Let the humans believe that they’re in
control, stumble on to discoveries that we drop in their minds. Their
hidden control continues: These are Birdview, Pigeon mind(s). Are
You Sure That What You Think Is You Or Are They P-Minds?”

And he also sent us some photos- I’m including a few. Don’t notice if
they’re a little spotty: me and Hands had a little trouble with our spit
the day that we looked at them. We had a drooling problem for
some reason.

As soon as I finish this column, which is now, I think I’ll send this
guy Joe a Hands-written invitation to dinner with me and Hands- for him
and for his pigeons. We’ll talk Joe (humor him) into going out
and taking many more rolls of film of many more pigeons, lots and lots
of pigeons. We’ll give him categories: most beautiful pigeon, most happiest
pigeon, and so on- whatever takes him the longest.

Meanwhile me and Hands will amuse ourselves, discussing with the pigeons
this plan for taking over the world, and how “Pigeons and cats mostly
run Planet Earth”
, and the Delicious Dinner we will make OF, for,
I mean, the pigeons that this Joe guy leaves with us.

 

 

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The War on the Poor from San Francisco to South Africa has a new foe!

09/24/2021 - 11:45 by Anonymous (not verified)
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The poor people of South Africa rise up and resist the Amerikkkan Style Slums Act

 

 
 

by Tiny aka Lisa Gray-Garcia/PNN

“I conclude that section 16 of the Slums Act is inconsistent with the Constitution and invalid.”..Statement from the Constutional Court of South Africa

When I heard about the revolutionary resistance of our South African brothers and sisters in Abahlai base Mjondolo (The Shack Dwellers Union) in South Africa, a revolutionary group of landless folks in Capetown and Durban, South Africa who successfully overturned the deadly Amerikkkan style criminalizing legislation called “The Slums Act” which would have given South African Po’Lice the ability to legally demolish, destroy and evict poor peoples from their shacks without notice. I cried.

As a person whose life has been rife with the terror of eviction, displacement, landlessness and criminalization, I was devastated by the stories of destruction of poor peoples in South Africa and equally inspired by the resistance of the young people who organized, hit the streets, chanted, danced and sung for freedom for post-aparthied Amandla in 2009 and eventually overcome that terror and Won!

I remembered the power of the poverty scholars I had met from the Shack-Dwellers Union. Scholars who protested, organized and led resistance from the grass-roots. Scholars like Maswi, a young revolutionary care-giving brother and visionary.

In his soft voice he related the struggle of his family and community to deal with the deadly war on the poor that was raging in the post-apartheid south Africa.

The new struggle in South Africa according to Maswi and his fellow freedom fighters is over the rights of poor people to be housed, to be listened to, to not be incarcerated “its not racism anymore, its poverty,” he had told me in an interview in august of this year. From The Bayview to Bayou, poor folks of color across the globe struggle with Amerikkkan style gentrification and criminalization. For the last few years Shack-Dwellers in South Africa come home from work and school only to find their homes have been demolished and then if they fight back the government turns guns on them.

This current push of deadly destruction by the South African government has been fueled by the transnational corporate interests in South Africa trying to build the world cup stadium for the 2010 world cup.

When I spoke with Maswi he explained how the south African constitution stated that no-one can be evicted once they have lived in a place for over 24 hours without due process, but that in the push to be the new corporate Amerikkkan-style “clean” city, there is no room for poor people, for the slums and so no-one follows the constitution. The Slums Act was the going to be the final tool to push poor folks into the streets, the jails or death.

Currently if poor children are found living on the streets are put in jail for weeks at a time if tourists are expected to come to Durban. Mazwi's stories of removal and criminalization reminded me of the ways that encampments of landless folks in the Bay Area are arrested and washed away with high pressure power washers when they are found in settlements under the freeways, under the bridges, in doorways, and other outside residences. The ways that poor folks in New Orleans face constant and ongoing gentrification and displacement, the ways that we in the Bayview, the Mission , Oakland and Richmond are constantly at risk of losing what ever little crumb we are able to attain, the hands of large corporate interests like Lennar Corporation and Chevron.

But mostly what I learned from Maswi and his fellow revolutionaries is that we, the poor, the disabled, the indigenous, the migrant, the silenced, the incarcerated, the profiled, the displaced, must Not give up! That we do have power, and that we will, if we are truly working in coalition with each other, triumph!

 

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Size Matters Stuff

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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This Size Thing.

Just supposedly wymyn/men

make a lot of it...
Don't mean its an issue to you.

There,is the answer.

by Joseph Bolden

The Size Matters Stuff

I’m going to nip this crap now. Size matters to women and men yes.

However though most women fantasize,dream of like looking at huge penis’s.

After having a few they begin to see,feel the problems of a too forefilling trusim.

That there is a limit to what a woman can take,it hurts and can rupture in or around their vaginal site.

Some will say the pain is worth the experience.

Like most women say after the experience as with having too large natural or enhanced mammary glands.

Shoulder and extreme upper and lower back pain is the price paid for enormously amply endowed women.

Yes,they are beautiful and look spectacular but carrying around those boulder holders
,getting specially made reinforced bras who's straps
may dig in the shoulders stressing the chest,back,and making standing straight difficult make having massive mammaries a unique challenge to big boned, heavy breasted women.

As for guys with penis envy of other guys with longer,larger,thicker,more massive,veiny,circumcized or uncircumsized equipment.

Their is only one thing we can do about the competition…

Let it go,we are born with what we have.

For women wanting more let them search for it.

If these wymyn are into more than visual thrill then its up to them not you to find their more than average guy.

If she want or needs the impossible from you let her go somewhere else.

Most women are looking for decent,gentle,self confident though no doormat/needy guys.

Though women can reduce naturally over abundant breast tissue or have implants,we men must face facts that
until applied science is able to clone from our cells longer shafts,reconnect nerve endings of cloned penis thereby having
a natural lengthened not merely surgically
fattened penis we’ll have to deal with what we’ve got.

That means besides diet, exercise, regular sex with either sex.

It also means listening carefully to women to
they're needs,wants, fears,ambitions,and dreams what we can provide sometimes aside from money, strength,attentiveness, assertiveness,self confidence.

Women will play the size game as a tease and to a few size will matter but the vast majority just want a guy to be a guy and give her great lovin’ on a regular basis.

If you have a woman, or women (sometimes good to have more than one) because we’re both a fickle sex,women have more than one guy and it does not
mean they think any less of you all it means is other men have qualities you may
have different qualities just as men find in women.
It may not be about cock sized different men.

though if it is well,one woman goes others can take her place.

If she’s with you and talking about your size joking,belittling,suck it up she’s in your bed with you so it cannnot be all the that bad if she's still with you.

Huge Clue Guys [She’s With You Not Anyone Else] which says something about you – like your worth her time.

The needling may be to psychologically keep you guessing plus she may worry that you can be with someone else as be with her but won’t say that to you.

So guys small,large,or mega membered all you can do is improve,vary,sex/ love making styles,read up on Karma Sutra,do yoga,Tai Chi,swim,bike ride,or job (though not 10-20 kilometers daily it’ll cut down on loving and upset your fem or fem friends a bit).

It’s a balance we men sometimes forget to listen, keep learning,and if your not thinking of E.D. or Erectile Dis-function it won’t.

The thought is father/ mother to the deed.

And ladies if you already have a good enough bed mate talk to him when quiet time permits and inform,praise,and make sure he’s not taken for granted and that you aren’t either.

That way those intimate times will build from good to great memories which can be shared at reconnected times.

Even when ex BF’s/GF’s,/BB’s/WW.’s [Same sex couples] meet up it won’t be in past anger but remembered joy.

I know its rare that ex’s remain friends but there are exceptions to every rule.

You prove it by being the exceptions.

Any comments go to

www.poormagazine.org

ask or telljoe@Poormagazine.org or

jsph_bldn@yahoo.com

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Garden In The Ghetto

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Editors Note: As a poor people led/indigenous people led organization practicing thrival & survival strategies By Any Means Necessary! while advocating and activating for our brothers and sisters in struggle locally and globally - we honor Matt Robeson's direct action to Take Back The Land stolen from us long ago and now thrown back at us temporarily in the forms of crumbs called Project Housing/Food Stamps and welfare....He is a resistance warrior and an example to us all! -

Scroll down to watch and listen to PNN-Radio and PNN-TV interview with Farmer Matt

 

 
 

by RAM/PNN

Theres a garden in the ghetto on the Sunnydale track

Theres a garden in the ghetto that was grown by Matt

To feed his wife and four kids in fact

You couldn't believe unless you seen it yourself in fact

That is revolutionary, living off the grid

He learned from his grandma as an eight year old kid

Peas, beans and a real pumpkin patch

He has the main one in the front and another in the back

Sunflower seeds in San Francisco

About twenty more things I havent put yet on the list though

Cherries, strawberry and watermelon

Potatoes, lettuce, cabbage, carrots all up in the zone

Did it on his own with Sunnydale dirt

Been growing for five years putting in the work

My honor to have met this proud black man

Yes its time for change and yes we can

 

 

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POSTCARD CITY

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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by Leroy F. Moore Jr

Welcome to Postcard City

Where everything is picturize

But don’t look for any substance

If you don’t like it sail across the Bay

We have mountains, rolling hills and bridges

Postcard City welcomes out-of-towners

A land of tourists kicking out residents

Postcard City is temporary

Hard to keep up the appearance

A utopia stiffling the other side of the story

Controlling with an iron fist

You can do anything

As long as it doesn’t go against our rules

 

No S R O’s

No studios

No section eight vouchers

No benches

No mattes in shelters

Playing musical chairs with no music

No more lodging in public

No sleeping in cars

No sitting at UN Plaza


No immigrants

No affirmative Action

No diversity leads to our ultimate goal, a utopia


No more artists

No more socialists

More and more
capitalists

No more free speech

No more Government cheese

No P G& E

Postcard City don’t care

About healthcare or welfare

Cause we got our share

No more liberals

No more homosexuals

No individuality

Follow the cat in the big hat

He is over seventy

Still making babies

Politics is dirty

In Postcard City

You wash my back i wash yours

A 20 cent stamp

And you can send this beautiful scenery

Across the country

The Grass is always greener

But what you see

Is man-made not Mothernature

Look beyond the window dressing

Unwrap the gift

Reality is more than a koack moment

Leroy F. Moore Jr.

5/01

 

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Pulling From Our Roots - Black Disabled Painters Then & Now

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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An art Show on Disabled Artists of color

An art Show on Disabled Artists of color

 
 

by Leroy Moore/ DAMO - PNN

Inspiration from the past adds to the vision of Harambee’s 2003 KUUMBA Art Show (KUUMBA meaning creativity in Swahili) on Jan. 25th at Oakland Library, Eastmount Branch. The organizing around the first and hopefully annual KUUMBA Art show that will display paintings and other visual artworks from disabled African Americans have stimulate me to do some research on some well known African American painters of our times. By surprise I also found that three major African Americans Painters, Horace Pippin, William H. Johnson and Jacob Lawrence all experienced some type of disability that showed up in their paintings. These artists\painters all painted the struggles and beauty of their people during their times, Horace Pippin 1888-1946, William H. Johnson 1901-1970 and Jacob Lawrence 1917 -2000.

All three seemed to follow the same migration from the South to the East, New York City. In search of a community that will accept them as a Black man, an artist and they were all touched by and painted the poverty of the Depression Era, war and segregation of Black soldiers etc. Although they acquired their disability later in their life, their stories should be held up for disabled African American artists and youth. Their life, art and struggle to get known are medicine that heals my feelings of being alone as an outspoken, African American disabled artist\activist and gives me a history to pass down to young disabled African Americans.

Horace Pippin became disabled in War World I by a bullet in his right shoulder. Although he always enjoyed drawing he said that, "World War I brought out the art in me…" He taught himself to paint with his left hand by guiding it with his wounded arm. In his 1943, painting, Man on a Bench, a self-portrait, shows his life-long battle with depression. Like many Black artists, writers and advocates in history and even today gave and continue to give so much but hasn’t and often today still don’t receive recognition for their artistic talents and massages they have displayed and deeply believe in. KUUMBA will be an annual platform for public awareness and recognition of the artistic talents of disabled African Americans. The struggle of recognition of Williams Henry Johnson and his artwork is a tragic story of how many talented Black artist\advocates have been invisible in the artistic circles of their times only to be uncovered after their death. The last 22 years of Williams Henry Johnson life was spent in a Long Island’s Central Islip State Hospital, New York's largest mental heath facility and at one point the second largest institution of its kind in the world. Johnson was diagnose with an advance case of syphilis-induced paresis causing server mental illness while the State of New York kept his paintings in a shack for almost 17 years without telling his parents of his art collection, his residency at the state hospital and his death in 1970.

Although he didn’t paint while he was in the state mental institution, in his last series, Fighters for Freedom, you can see that his mental illness affected his motor skills returning to more primitive and simple formats compare to his early paintings. Although his paintings were considered to be "juke" his legal Guardian from the courts and the Smithsonian Institution kept the paintings from his family. They restored them which led to a new found fame of his paintings to the artistic audience while he remained in Central Islip State Hospital not knowing that his artwork have finally found an audience. All three painters struggled with depression. This is no surprise during the times they lived; extreme poverty, racism, war and lack of access to health care almost is the mirror of what African Americans are going through today. In Jacob Lawrence’ Hospital Series, he captures a different story compared to William Henry Johnson. While Johnson didn’t paint, Jacob Lawrence was inspired while he was hospitalized for his depression. In 1949 Jacob Lawrence admitted himself into the Hillside Hospital, a psychiatric hospital, for treatment for his battle with depression for almost a year. He continued to paint and painted eleven paintings some dealt with what he saw and the daily events in the hospital, Creative Therapy and Depression, received good care and had deep feelings of people with mental illness and the field of psychiatry while he was there.

KUUMBA Art show is pulling from our roots as disabled African Americans in the US and also in the new post-Apartheid, South Africa. December 3rd of 2001 South Africa celebrated the International Day of Disabled Persons by holding Vis-Ability Arts Festival aim to use the arts as a vehicle to not only raise awareness, but to give special recognition to artists with various disabilities. It focused on artists with disabilities, also celebrates artists without disabilities, a move toward an integrated society and arts environment. Vis-Ability Arts Festival is held annually in the City of Cape Town. Dan Rakgoathe, who is blind, Tommy Motswai, who is deaf and physical disabled artists exhibited their paintings which explored their experiences as being disabled and politics of South Africa.

KUUMBA is adding to this history of artistic expression by displaying the struggles, daily life, activism and beauty of African Americans with disabilities, youth and adults through visual artwork of the Bay Area. Like many Black artists were attracted to Harlem , NY and created the Black Arts Movement, Harambee hopes to do the same with KUUMBA for Black disabled artists here in the Bay Area. The day will consist of video screening of, Life Itself, starring the multi-talented poet and painter, Michael Bernard Loggins, poetry, music, food and an exhibit of paintings, drawing and other visual artwork by disabled African American youth and adults i.e. Halisi Noel-Johnson plus info about Harambee, DAMO and Accessible Technology. The art exhibit will stay up at the Oakland Library, Eastmount Mall Branch through Black History Mouth, February till March.

KUUMBA INFO
WHEN: Jan. 25th 2003
TIME: 3-5pm
WHERE: Oakland Public Library
Eastmount Mall (Library)
7200 Bancroft Ave.
CONTACT: Sonia Ricks (510) 428-2990

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Break the Frame; Tell it like it is
A poem in tribute by Leroy Moore

A broken frame
eliminates Webster’s definition
Art comes from within

Horace Pippin
self taught, who would of thought
a Black, poor, WWI Veteran

with a wounded arm
became the foremost artist
of the twentieth century

"Pictures just come to my mind,
and I tell my heart to go ahead."
Decorating discarded cigar boxes with charcoal

Creating his own unique painting style
burning images on wood panels
using a hot iron poker for the color

Pippin opened a new avenue
Leading to a display for public view
Colorful and painful experiences scratching to get out

Years of his Creative Therapy equaled
The End of War: Starting Home
by using his left arm to prop up his right forearm

crafting his first masterpiece that depicted horrors of war

Hunting memories
surfaced a deep depression
painting was his medicine

Reminded the country
"there was war then but there will be peace again."
Saw more discrimination

against the next generation of Black soldiers in WWII

"I paint it exactly how I see it!"
Mr. Prejudice
waiting for Black soldiers back in the U.S.

Supported by his family
traded his paintings in lieu of payment for food
at Black businesses in PA’s West Chester community

Free from influences of academy
expressing himself in his own way
finally received some recognition

The price he paid
for being Black, poor, self taught and disabled
caught him in two worlds

Took a toll
Although his paintings sold
Pippin lived on the brink of poverty

Felt the pressure of the art industry
broke up his family
wife addicted to diet pills

trying to get Pippin’s attention
had a break down and slipped into a mental confusion
she died in a mental institution

Look into the eyes
of the Man on a Bench
tells Pippin’s story and depicts the future

of Black painters
who followed in Pippin’s footsteps
Beauford Delancy, William H. Johnson and Jacob Lawrence

all felt the sting of being Black and an artist
so they displayed it in their paintings
Loved art but mentally crumbled under the tension of racism

Pippin the first Black disabled painter
broke the frame of ‘what is art’
Delancy continued to paint although he went insane

Lawrence told his experiences
through the‘Hospital Series’
Fame didn’t reach Johnson or Delancy
who were isolated & forgotten behind institutional white walls
while outside governments, court guardians, friends and art critics
fought over their art and personal property

Their names and messages almost faded from art history
A few Black scholars have put them back on the page and in art galleries
But very few go into depth about their disability

A broken frame
opens up the mind to endless possibilities
Like Pippin adapt to your situation but always display

Peoples’ beauty, the inequalities and injustice in society

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Pulling From Our Roots Black Disabled Artists\Painters Then & Now

Inspiration from the past adds to the vision of Harambee’s 2003 KUUMBA Art Show (KUUMBA meaning creativity in Swahili) on Jan. 25th at Oakland Library, Eastmount Branch. The organizing around the first and hopefully annual KUUMBA Art show that will display paintings and other visual artworks from disabled African Americans have stimulate me to do some research on some well known African American painters of our times. By surprise I also found that three major African Americans Painters, Horace Pippin, William H. Johnson and Jacob Lawrence all experienced some type of disability that showed up in their paintings. These artists\painters all painted the struggles and beauty of their people during their times, Horace Pippin 1888-1946, William H. Johnson 1901-1970 and Jacob Lawrence 1917 -2000.

All three seemed to follow the same migration from the South to the East, New York City. In search of a community that will accept them as a Black man, an artist and they were all touched by and painted the poverty of the Depression Era, war and segregation of Black soldiers etc. Although they acquired their disability later in their life, their stories should be held up for disabled African American artists and youth. Their life, art and struggle to get known are medicine that heals my feelings of being alone as an outspoken, African American disabled artist\activist and gives me a history to pass down to young disabled African Americans.

Horace Pippin became disabled in War World I by a bullet in his right shoulder. Although he always enjoyed drawing he said that, "World War I brought out the art in me…" He taught himself to paint with his left hand by guiding it with his wounded arm. In his 1943, painting, Man on a Bench, a self-portrait, shows his life-long battle with depression. Like many Black artists, writers and advocates in history and even today gave and continue to give so much but hasn’t and often today still don’t receive recognition for their artistic talents and massages they have displayed and deeply believe in. KUUMBA will be an annual platform for public awareness and recognition of the artistic talents of disabled African Americans. The struggle of recognition of Williams Henry Johnson and his artwork is a tragic story of how many talented Black artist\advocates have been invisible in the artistic circles of their times only to be uncovered after their death. The last 22 years of Williams Henry Johnson life was spent in a Long Island’s Central Islip State Hospital, New York's largest mental heath facility and at one point the second largest institution of its kind in the world. Johnson was diagnose with an advance case of syphilis-induced paresis causing server mental illness while the State of New York kept his paintings in a shack for almost 17 years without telling his parents of his art collection, his residency at the state hospital and his death in 1970.

Although he didn’t paint while he was in the state mental institution, in his last series, Fighters for Freedom, you can see that his mental illness affected his motor skills returning to more primitive and simple formats compare to his early paintings. Although his paintings were considered to be "juke" his legal Guardian from the courts and the Smithsonian Institution kept the paintings from his family. They restored them which led to a new found fame of his paintings to the artistic audience while he remained in Central Islip State Hospital not knowing that his artwork have finally found an audience. All three painters struggled with depression. This is no surprise during the times they lived; extreme poverty, racism, war and lack of access to health care almost is the mirror of what African Americans are going through today. In Jacob Lawrence’ Hospital Series, he captures a different story compared to William Henry Johnson. While Johnson didn’t paint, Jacob Lawrence was inspired while he was hospitalized for his depression. In 1949 Jacob Lawrence admitted himself into the Hillside Hospital, a psychiatric hospital, for treatment for his battle with depression for almost a year. He continued to paint and painted eleven paintings some dealt with what he saw and the daily events in the hospital, Creative Therapy and Depression, received good care and had deep feelings of people with mental illness and the field of psychiatry while he was there.

KUUMBA Art show is pulling from our roots as disabled African Americans in the US and also in the new post-Apartheid, South Africa. December 3rd of 2001 South Africa celebrated the International Day of Disabled Persons by holding Vis-Ability Arts Festival aim to use the arts as a vehicle to not only raise awareness, but to give special recognition to artists with various disabilities. It focused on artists with disabilities, also celebrates artists without disabilities, a move toward an integrated society and arts environment. Vis-Ability Arts Festival is held annually in the City of Cape Town. Dan Rakgoathe, who is blind, Tommy Motswai, who is deaf and physical disabled artists exhibited their paintings which explored their experiences as being disabled and politics of South Africa.

KUUMBA is adding to this history of artistic expression by displaying the struggles, daily life, activism and beauty of African Americans with disabilities, youth and adults through visual artwork of the Bay Area. Like many Black artists were attracted to Harlem , NY and created the Black Arts Movement, Harambee hopes to do the same with KUUMBA for Black disabled artists here in the Bay Area. The day will consist of video screening of, Life Itself, starring the multi-talented poet and painter, Michael Bernard Loggins, poetry, music, food and an exhibit of paintings, drawing and other visual artwork by disabled African American youth and adults i.e. Halisi Noel-Johnson plus info about Harambee, DAMO and Accessible Technology. The art exhibit will stay up at the Oakland Library, Eastmount Mall Branch through Black History Mouth, February till March.

KUUMBA INFO
WHEN: Jan. 25th 2003
TIME: 3-5pm
WHERE: Oakland Public Library
Eastmount Mall (Library)
7200 Bancroft Ave.
CONTACT: Sonia Ricks (510) 428-2990

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Vigil for Justice/Vigilia para la Justicia

09/24/2021 - 11:45 by Anonymous (not verified)
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La vigilia para George Steven Lopez Mercado

La vigilia para George Steven Lopez Mercado

 
 

by Nube FC

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Sobre el sonido de differentes voces, realize mi identidad, soy raza, queer, indigena, y migrante pero estoy muy conectado con todas otras luchas. Fue un domingo en la tarde y hubo una llamada para la unidad de gente queer y gente que es assosiada con nosotros. La junta fue acerca de la muerte de un joven Puerto Riqueno que fue asesinado y brutalizado por un crimen de odio en Puerto Rico; discussiones, enojo, coraje, tristesa, fuerza, y fe estuvieron presente cuando nos juntamos y conmemoramos la lucha de gente queer de color en el cuarto pequeno para planear una vigilia el domingo.

La semana de la vigilia, Domingo 22, siguio con un dia fuerte en el east bay que seria capturada y recordada por la collectiv@ y fuerza de gente increible y companer@s en solidaridad retomando el dia con amor y lucha. La apertura fue presentada por un Abuel@ Apache (Mescalero) y Huichol llamado Benny, un residente, organizador de la communidad, y una persona indigena en la area de la Bahia. La apertura de la ceremonia abrio lo que fuera un dia increible de lecciones de defensa personal, experiensas, y memoriales para differente gente de la communidad que habian muerto por acciones de odio contra gente queer (lgbtiqq).

Cultivando estas experiensias y reflecionando estas battallas llamo a mucha gente queer en la area de la bahia, para discutir los temas. Un problema que fue presentado fue la criminalizacion y que encarselar a la gente no es sufficiente para parar las acciones de odio. Nuestra combinacion de identidad como gente queer, gente trans, gente pobre, gente de color, y otras cosas fueron causas por la que el joven Jorge fue assesinado por homofobia. Todas estas cosas que pasan en nuestra sociedad desde la musica hasta el medio es causa por la cual vivimos en estas condiciones, que hace que la identidad de un hombre blanco que es gay sea la unica forma de identificar a gente queer en esta sociedad. Por esta razon no podemos contar en el sistema judicio para terminar y resolver estos hechos de odio y muertes. Necesitamos cambiar con entendimiento de esto y presentarlos a nuestr@s communidades. Es acaso que traer mas policia, legislasion y encarlamiento es suficiente?

Esta demonstracion de solidaridad trajo muchas propuestas de resistencia. Una de ellas fue que porque vivimos en un systema transfobico y misonogista, la justicia criminal solo es una parte y forma que crea oppression. Este pasado Domingo 22 trajo solidaridad y resistensia con gente de la East Bay y con mucha gente de los estados unidos, atrallendo communidades y movimientos juntos.

Este evento represento la lucha que ha formado por cientos de anos entre gente queer, gente de color, gente pobre, y otr@s. Nuestra liberacion esta basada en solidaridad, fuerza, esperanza, y inspiracion atraves de fronteras y luchas. Y esta vigilia represento el principio de unidad y accion con la gente que apoyo la vigilia.

Ingles sigue

Through the sounds of different voices, I realized I am brown, queer, indigenous, and a migrant, but I am united among struggles. It was late afternoon and there was a call for unity amongst queer folks and allies. The meeting dealt with the direct action as a response of the death of a young Puerto Rican kid who was brutally mutilated and killed because of a transphobic hate crime in Puerto Rico; discussion, anger, rage, sadness, strength, and faith resided while we gathered and commemorated the struggle of queers of color and queers in general in the small room in order to bring forth a vigil that would lead to rememberance and resistencia.

The week of the vigil, Sunday the 22nd, took forth as a day when the east bay would remember and capture the collective force of amazing queer folk and allies taking back the day with love and “lucha” (fighting back). The opening was presented by an Apache (Mescalero) and Huichol Elder named Benny, long time resident, community organizer, and indigenous ceremonial person in the Bay Area. The beginning of the ceremony opened what would be an amazing day of self defense lessons, experiences, memorials for different community folk who have past away from this battle, and unity amongst the east bay.

Cultivating these experiences, and reflecting on the struggles presented to queers in the bay brought many discussions to be talked on. One of them is the problem that incarceration and criminalization are not good enough. Our combinations of identity as queer people, trans people, poor people, people of color, and other things that have singled out Jorge as targets of homophobia are presented to us in everyday matter, from mainstream music to a socialized, “white male” gay identity; because of this we can not rely on the judicial system to be an end to these hate crimes and murders. We need a real change strating with awareness of these hate crimes that present themselves to our communities. Does increased policing, legislation, and imprisonment feel like justice?

This demonstration of solidarity brought many statements of resistance. One of them being that because of this transphobic misogynistic system we live in, criminal justice is just one of the tools that creates systems of oppression. That is why Sunday the 22nd brought a day of solidarity and resistance amongst east bay people and around the united states, bridging communities and movements alike.

This event represented struggle that has taken part for hundreds of years amongst queers, people of color, poor folks, and others. Our self determination is based on solidarity, strength, hope, and inspiration across borders and struggles. This vigil represented the beginning of unity and action amongst those presented.

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Selective Empathy

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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by R. G. Hall, Jr./PNN Prison Correspondent

When I turned on my TV on September 11, 2001, I couldn't believe what I saw, when the TV screen focused the picture, and a devastated Federal building, smoke, and flames encompassed my vision.
It was bad enough to witness a jet stuck in the top of one of the World Trade Center Towers. The horror was further magnified by the sight of a second jet coming out of nowhere and crashing head-on into the second tower. Suddenly, I reflected on the TV images of madness during the Los Angeles riots of 1992 and came to the sorrowful revelation, how ignorantly destructive some people turn out to be without conscious.

I watched one skycrapper collapse, then the other. I was stunned in utter awe. Then I realized that a whole bunch of people were in the inside and around the outside of the crumbling catastrophe. It was later reported that was indeed the case. Hours later I was hurled for yet another moment of disbelief when a choir of politicians on the steps of the Nation’s Capitol appeared on the TV screen singing "God Bless America." Just when you thought they say the damndest things, they proved they can sing such oddities as well. I'm sure if all the innocent people holding on for dear life, under unimaginable tons of concrete and steel, heat and thick smoke, had heard them, they would have seriously wondered where their empathy was. One thing that God knew, and all the victims and public servants at the scene knew ... This was hardly a blessing. Nor was it something to sing about.

As the days and weeks passed, like most Americans, I awaited the chaotic plot to thicken. The national media and press made damn sure everybody stayed glued to their seats in utter paranoia. As they assured us all, "Stay tuned for the next terrorist attack..." From sea to shining sea, they had no clue from where it would come. Then out of nowhere, Anthrax hit the screen like "the snowstorm of the century." Just when folks thought they were far from harms way, they looked at their mailbox and ate crow.

Before you knew it America went about its normal business... in a way, and the Major League play-offs started up again. And then the World Series was under way. They sure said it right: "Life would not be the same as we knew it."
It all started on a Major League baseball field. Neither God, American History, or anyone living on the planet today have ever read about or witnessed Americans so patriotic. Ultra -patriotic at that. You don't see that many American flags on the 4th of July, or Flag Day. A whole lot of folks brandished a flag for the first time in their lives.

If only they had been hit with super-duper patriotism a few a few months earlier, they could have bought a flag, or stars and stripes apparel for a cheaper price. The symbolic American bald eagle wasn't the only feathered friend sensationalizing the prompted hoopla. A whole lot of free enterprising vultures were flying around, too. And you can bet your jacked-up dollars they are not on the endangered species list.

We also discovered that tragedy does in fact bring folks together. It also gets the heat off people for awhile. Congressman Gary Condit, Rudy Guliani, and certain brutality mongering New York policemen will attest to that. Suddenly because all hell broke out and countless innocent people came up on the dirty end of the stick, others became stars as they basked in the heavenly glory of moments of fame and horror.

Nevertheless, they should all reap our utmost respect and highest regard for so valiantly rising to the occasion, like true champions of humanity for others. I am sure that no member of the New York City Fire or Police Departments had a publicity stunt brainstorm and went out of their way to make sure countless heads wore department caps for all to see. It just happened, and without question, they all deserved to be remembered and shown the utmost acknowledgment and appreciation.

But somewhere in the midst of the sensationalized ceremonies, the new threats and war developments, many people were buried under more than tons of rubble. They were overshadowed by the direction the media’s cameras turned, by the direction the journalist’s pens rolled. They are the everyday John and Jane Doe citizens who, like New York City public servants, were injured or killed. Many of these brave souls, some untrained, some uniformed, valiantly rose to the occasion and risked their lives to save others.

It would have been nice to hear one of them sing the national anthem during the World Series. It would have been truly noble if only a few people wore a cap in remembrance and in honor of them. Hopefully, someone in the near future will unveil a statue in their honor and memory. Most important, people need to start recognizing the suffering and efforts of everyone, without exception, with equal momentum. It seems that the whole root of the evil is that we too often demonstrate selective empathy for our fellow human beings. This is the root of racism, injustice, and disunity. And without a doubt, it is the motivating seed of criminality, and terrorism as well. The most effective national and global security starts with how we think of, acknowledge and treat each other ... without exception.

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9/11/01 Two Years After 9/11/'03. A Quiet Pause For All The Lives Lost And Living...

09/24/2021 - 11:44 by Anonymous (not verified)
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Not much to say I feel emotionally rung out,
drained letting my work speak for me.

by Staff Writer

Today is the second anniversary of the September 11th, 2001 tragedy when everything changed in America.
I for one don’t want to dwell on it too much.

Twin Towers falling in New York, by two hijacked planes turned into fiery flying coffins for all on board those two doomed flights.

The Pentagon bombed by a third plain and if not for a few brave passenger’s knowing their fate The White House could’ve been hit.

All I can think at this time is a similar thing happened in that I was up early on an assignment going to a federal building for a report on something.

I’m told all the fed buildings are closed because of what happened in New York near or around 6 am. I race
home and see two planes slamming into the twin towers over and over like a movie.

said something about its like watching a Speilberg (as in Steven the mega movie magic guy, sadly all of this is real!

Today two years later I over slept and didn’t get to see the live memorials around the country only reruns so it does look like I’m staying true to honoring what happened who know in 2004, 6 or 7 I’ll be somewhere else missing the whole thing in various new ways like skipping that day all together or being in another country.

I pretty well don’t like what Select ‘Prez will use this to cement his 87 billion dollar for further expenditures on this now no war.

It came to me why don’t he get bulletproof kevlar flack jackets, boost G.I. pay, and bolster up surviving wounded veterans who will be returning from this conflict and free medical and educational opportunities for those who want it?

I don’t know maybe part the 87 billion could help rebuild neighborhood schools, get more updated book, PC’s, pay teacher, nurses, and other health related service workers more for they do;it just seems that would start to help both the soldiers here and abroad while spreading excess monies to others areas needed.

I don’t know if people read what I say or care but it don’t matter I said my say and that it, that’s all.

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