African American Athletes and White Women...And their pimps!

Photo courtesy of the Atlanta Journal Constitution

In a previous life I held a job that allowed me the opportunity to work with professional athletes and primarily with NCAA division 1A schools.  Schools such as Clemson, University of North Carolina, Georgia Tech, University of Georgia...I think you get the picture.  On several occasions I would travel with these teams to games and of course these games are only one slot behind the NFL in television coverage and much greater in terms of hype and excitement, the NFL doesn't compare.  On my very first trip I was totally amazed.  I expected rowdy activities by the team members, foul language and all the stereotipical behavior seen on the Tel-Lie-Vision.  I was wrong.  Not once did I experience any negative activities.  This isn't to suggest these things don't go on, but I never withnessed them.

What I did notice was astounding to me.  Maybe I was naive to this whole thing of major college atheletics.  I was fortunate to be on the field of play during many high powered games, but what I saw afterward was what knocked me out.   The game was fantastic,  University of North Carolina vs. Clemson, I was down on the field during the whole game it was like I was dreaming.

 During my teenage years I was a serious sports fan especially college football.  Each August my other dad in the neighborhood, you know back in those days we had several dads that raised you.  One, of course in my case, was my biological dad that showed me the meaning of hard work, how to take care of the house, bills, yard work, I mean the whole nine, but he was not a sports fanatic just enjoyed sports on a certain level.  Another was Mr. Verge, Rev. Verge.  He raised chickens and  rabbits and would bring us over to help take care of the animals, feed them and lastly how to "sacrafice" them and clean them for dinner.  Yes, this was in the city, but as you know laws could be by passed. Now, Mr. Ceasar was a sports FANATIC.  He took us boys in the neighborhood and taught us how to fish, how to appreciate a good movie and how to love college football.  He was a HUGE fan of college football and influenced me to love college football.  So, each August we would go and by as many magazines for the upcoming season as we could get our hands on.

In all my years of studying and enjoyng college football with Mr. Ceasar could not prepare me for what I was about to experience after my first major college footbal contest on my new job.  Well, as I said before I was able to be on the field during one of the big matches, UNC vs. Clemson.  In fact Julius Pepper was playing that day for UNC.  It was early in the season so it was still warm down south, actually hot on the field.  Finally the game was over, UNC had secured a victory over Clemson and all the players had showered and we were on our way back to the team bus. To my surprise were all these white men with their white, what looked to be 17-25 year old daughters begging the players to "take a photo" with them.  I was amazed, even shocked how these men were practically pimping their daughters to these players.  Did I mention we were in the south?  Yep, I could see it in their eyes, the dollar signs that is. 

This is not an excuse for these men that date and marry white women.  But, an observation of what goes on for these  young men coming of age themselves and many were not and are not as fortunate as myself to have so many men to steer me in the right direction.  But, certainly these white men that pimp their daughters were like no one I ever knew.  These men are truly the lowest level humans on the planet.  I love my mother, and I love Black women.  Unfortunately, all too many of us make it into the lime light and forget the gateway we passed for to enter this world.

Glenn Beck and Al Sharpton are twigs off the same branch!

The Celebratory atmosphere that followed the inauguration of President Barack Obama should now be closed . We the people, should have begun the process of making the change that so many chanted as a mantra. Change will not come by the stroke of the president’s pen, but by the very change in the will of the people. Unfortunately too may that chanted the mantra of change have now stopped chanting and have waited for a change to come to them.

In order, however, to bring about the desired change, for a better and brighter day, we the people must change. A basic universal truth says, the body follows the mind. And since the body follows the mind we should be mindful of what we allow to enter our minds. That being the truth we, must work towards renewing the mind to make a physical change in our condition.

We should examine what is being said and done around us. The rhetoric coming from the so called Black left is to resist the Tea Party rather than pressure the president to bring about the promised change (which was never defined). The rhetoric coming from the right and so called Black conservatives is to demoralize and dehumanize the president.

The actual movement of any one being or group has to begin with a thought and the thought has to be cultivated nurtured so that what we think will manifest into the physical, but we have to control those thoughts not merely absorb rhetoric from either side. To this end we should examine our minds, examine our physical existence, how we function with friends, family, associates and co-workers. This will be the beginning of change, real change.

neva dis di man!!

Empress Njere Alghanee 06/24/1950-06/24/2010

We in the Atlanta area are mourning the tragic passing of Empress Njere Alghanee.  Sister Alghanee had only returned home to Atlatna on her birthday from New Orleans to prepare for the NCOBRA confernce to be held there.  Her son Biko was injured in the car accident that took her life, and he is still hospitalized as of this time.  The World of EnSayn Reality will follow up with details as they are made available.

If Knowledge Were Your Weapon...???

How did we come from this?  A desire to become properly educated, well read and willing to wield that knowledge to where we are now.  To the apparent acceptance of "fancy book learnin'" as something to eschew.  Fred Hampton graduated high school, attended college and became the Chairman of the Illinois chapter of the Black Panther Party for Self Defense, at the ripe old age of 21. 

To this...

No, not the punch in face.  No, not the fact that none of the Black men shooting the video did not jump in and fight the cop.  No.  How did we come to the inability to defend ourselves based on the laws of the land?  Based on knowledge.  The Black Panther's did fight against the police, based on the legal right to defend themselves that were the laws of the land at that time.  The young woman in black, being man(?) handled by the officer is reported to be 19 and her cousin in pink is reported to be 16.  If knowlege were their weapon, could this have had another outcome?  Or, would the cop still have reacted this way since some whites believe the only thing worse than a dumb ni**er is a smart ni**er.