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Vol. 11 Issue 9…Dedicated to the Dialogue on Race…February 29, 2008

 

 

Intuit's Vibe

Bid 'Em In

By Oscar Brown, Jr.


The sun is hot and plenty bright

Let's get down to business and get home tonight

Bid 'Em In.... Bid Em In

Auctions and slaves is a real fine art

Bring that young gal here she's good for a start

 

Bid 'Em In

Here's a real good buy bout fifteen

Her great-grand mammy was a Dahomey queen

Just look at her face she sure ain't homely

Like shapes of the Bible, she's black but comely

 

Bid 'Em In

Gonna start at three can I get three

Step up man take a good look

Cause I know you'll want her once

You've seen her ...She's young and ripe

Make a damn good breeder


Bid 'Em In...Bid 'Em In

She's good in the field

She can sew and cook

Strip her down and let the gentlemen look

She's full up front, got an ample behind

Examine her teeth if you got a mind


Bid 'Em In

Here's a bid of three for a man that's thrifty

Three-twenty-five can I get three-fifty

Your money aint earning you much in the bank

Turn around gal let 'em look at your flanks

 

Bid 'Em In...Bid 'Em In

Three-fifty's the bid

I'm looking for fo'

At fo' hundred dollars she's a bargain for sho'

Four is the bid four-fifty five

Five hundred dollars now look alive


Bid 'Em In

Don't mind them tears that's one of her tricks

Five fifty's the bid now who'll say six

She's healthy, strong and well equipped

Make a find bed warmer when's she's properly whipped


Bid 'Em In ...Bid 'Em In

Six…Six-fifty, don't be slow

Seven is the bid goin' let her go

Seven she's going once, twice, gone

Take her down boy bring the next on

Bid 'Em In...Bid 'Em In...Bid 'Em In

 

 

 

News You Use

'Sisters of Selma: Bearing Witness for Change'



"All the people who'd been hurt that day, they were the body and blood of Christ. They had walked the stations of the cross ... and they had been crucified." Father Maurice Ouellet, a pastor of one of Selma, Alabama's black parishes speaking of the civil rights demonstrators turned back at the Edmund Pettus Bridge on Bloody Sunday by mounted police wielding batons and lobbing tear gas canisters.


Responding to the encouragement of Pope John XXIII to "go where the need is," Catholic nuns joined the second attempt of civil rights activists to march from Selma, Alabama to the state capital in Montgomery in March 1965. On the heels of Bloody Sunday, marchers protested the murder of a demonstrator by state troopers and the disenfranchisement of black voters.


Director Jayasri Hart reunited the nuns in 2003 to share with them film from that day. Portions of that footage and interviews with the nuns and others are part of an hour long documentary, "Sisters of Selma: Bearing Witness for Change." On last week, PBS aired the documentary as part of its Black History Month programming.


Acting on their faith, these nuns and unnamed countless others became agents for change. This film should be required viewing, not merely as part of Black History Month, but as an important part of US history.





Bit of History

Ralph Waldo Ellison (1914-1994)



The younger son of Lewis and Ida Millsap Ellison, Ralph Waldo Ellison was born March 1, 1914 in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. An adventurous small businessman, who had served overseas in the US military and lived in South Carolina and Tennessee before moving to the former Indian territory of Oklahoma, Lewis Ellison named his younger son after Ralph Waldo Emerson. After their father's death in 1917, his mother, a political activist, worked at various jobs to support the family.


Educated in the Oklahoma public schools, early in life, Ellison decided to become a musician; he studied trumpet and piano. Ellison did yard work and other odd jobs in exchange for the music lessons he received from Ludwig Hebestreit, conductor of the Oklahoma City Orchestra. In 1933, he received a state scholarship and used it to attend Tuskegee Institute in Alabama to study music.


In the summer of 1936, Ellison went to New York City seeking work; he planned to return to Tuskegee in the fall to complete his music studies. After meeting Richard Wright and other major literary figures of the Harlem Renaissance, who encouraged him to write, Ellison remained in New York. His first review was published in New Challenge, a journal edited by Wright. Ellison worked at odd jobs to support himself. In 1938, he joined the Federal Writer's Project and published "Hymie's Bull," a short story inspired by his hoboing on a train with his uncle to get to Tuskegee. From 1937 to 1944, Ellison wrote and published more than twenty book reviews, short stories and articles.


During World War II, Ellison joined the Merchant Marine and served as a cook on a ship. After the war, Ellison received a Rosenwald Foundation Grant. With the support of his second wife, Fanny McConnell, who typed and edited his manuscript, he worked on his first book, Invisible Man (1952), his magnum opus. Acclaimed and assailed, Invisible Man, explores the theme of the search for identity from the perspective of an unseen black man living in a society that ignores those of his hue. Invisible Man examines some of the most serious and complex issues of US society from blind ambition and greed to how racist leaders pit black Americans against one another and reward submissive behavior. In 1953, Invisible Man received the National Book Award for fiction.


In 1955, Ellison went to Europe to lecture. He wrote the essay A New Southern Harvest in 1957 and returned to the US in 1958, accepting a position at Bard College teaching American and Russian literature. He lectured at many colleges and universities on the subject of the black American, including Rutgers University and the University of Chicago. In 1970, Ellison became the Albert Schweitzer Professor of Humanities at New York University, a position he held until retiring in 1980. Ellison continued to publish articles and essays and work on a second novel. He published the essays Shadow and Act (1964) and Going to the Territory (1986)

 

A charter member of the Fellowship of Southern Writers, Ellison received many awards for his work on the black experience and his love of music, including the National Book Award (1953), the Russwurm Award (1953), the Academy of Arts and Letters Fellowship to Rome (1955-1957), the Medal of Freedom (1969), and the Chevalier de l'Ordre des Artes et Lettres (1970). Elected to the American Academy for the Arts and Letters (1975), his hometown of Oklahoma City honored him with the dedication of the Ralph Waldo Ellison Library. In 1984, Ellison received the New York City College's Langston Hughes Medallion. He received the National Medal of Arts in 1985 and numerous honorary doctorates.


An accomplished sculptor, musician, photographer and college professor, Ralph Ellison died of pancreatic cancer on April 16, 1994. Posthumously, Flying Home: And Other Stories (1996), Juneteenth (1999), his second novel, "The Collected Essays of Ralph Ellison" (1995), "Boy on a Train" and "I Did Not Learn Their Names," which appeared in The New Yorker magazine (1996). "Flying Home and Other Stories," written between 1937 and 1954, were published. (Sources: www.levity.com/corduroy/ellison.htm, www.aaregistry.com, and http://en.wikipedia.org)






Comments from the Bat Cave



The Dark Knight-Batman/White Ninja/Zorro acts as though he is in hibernation.  Unless absolutely necessary, he does not come out of the bat cave.  On Tuesday, we found him buried beneath the covers snoring before six.  Awakened from a deep sleep, he did not appreciate attempts at conversation.  Pressed for a salient salvo for his loyal fans, the Dark One/Ninja/Zorro yawned, “Pretend I’m not here.”

 

 






An Invisible Giant

By John Burl Smith



Giants are such conspicuous, towering and obtrusive spectacles. In life, one cannot help but notice their imposing presence. On February 16, 2008, one such individual, whose efforts loomed large over most of those that claim to have played major roles in the civil rights movement, Reverend James Edward Orange passed away in Atlanta, Georgia. Described as a "behind the scenes activist" by those that eulogized him, Rev. Orange was anything but a behind the scenes or out of sight kind of man when I met him in 1968.


Rev. Orange was initially given the task of recruiting the Invaders as marshals for the Poor People's Campaign by Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. But, following the March 16, 1968 Memphis striking sanitation workers' march that ended in a riot, the media blamed the Invaders. Dr. King was concerned about our commitment to non-violence and wanted reassurance. Rev. Orange brought Rev. Hosea Williams to my apartment to talk with us and set up a meeting with Dr. King on his scheduled return to Memphis on April 4. Rev. Orange had a reputation for being straight up with people, and when he gave his word, he stood behind it. So, we accepted him as a go-between.


Born in Birmingham, Alabama on October 29, 1942, he was Calvin and Ida's fourth of seven children. He joined the movement in 1957. Determined to end segregation in Birmingham, Orange organized students and led them in protest marches in 1962. Turning out high schools was a tactic Rev. Orange shared with the Invaders to ensure Dr. King had massive support for the March 16, 1968 Memphis march.


Hired by Dr. King as one of the first field staffers, Orange was instrumental in mobilizing youth for the civil rights movement. Always engendering strong loyalty, while organizing in Alabama, he was arrested. During a demonstration that followed, Jimmie Lee Jackson was killed by an Alabama state trooper. Jackson's death was the catalyst for the Selma-to-Montgomery march that ended in Bloody Sunday. That incident impacted passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965.

 

Ordained a Baptist minister in 1967, Rev. Orange's career with SCLC ended in 1977. He joined the campaign to organize J.P. Stevens textile and clothing factories by the Amalgamated Clothing and Textile Workers Union. He was assigned to the AFL-CIO Industrial Union Department until 1996, then to the southern regional office of Field Services in Atlanta.


At the "Battle in Seattle," which protested policies of the World Trade Organization in1999, Orange mobilized the AFL-CIO march of 60,000 trade unionists, environmentalists and community activists. Becoming co-chair of Jobs with Justice in Atlanta, Rev. Orange credited his new level of militant activity to two things, "A more 'dynamic leadership' at the top of the AFL-CIO and a growing recognition in the ranks of the need for fighting back. Our theme is 'defend affirmative action.' It and the Voting Rights Act are the mainstays of progress for African Americans and both are under furious attack."


According to Obang O. Metho of Ethiopia, in death, Rev. Orange, chairman of the Africa/African American Renaissance Festival since 1995, Ethiopians along with countless others mourn the loss of a great friend and advocate of justice! He stood up for the Ethiopian people in their time of great need. After the Ethiopian government massacre of Anuak in 2003, in 2007 he organized a candlelight prayer vigil in Atlanta for the release of Ethiopian opposition leaders and political prisoners. Reverend Orange was a genuine believer in God -- a real man of faith and a strong man of prayer. He passed on to others the "dream" of justice and equality for all people.


Impacting the world in such a manner, no one with vision, could ever see Rev. Orange as a "behind the scene activist." Out front whenever it counted, unlike most civil rights leaders, his style was not that of self promotion and self adulation. Most so-called leaders chase the spotlight, like moths to flames; Orange was a gadfly for the poor and oppressed. Those who write history tend to overlook people like Rev. Orange, whether they are organizing housekeepers, banquet waiters and laundry-room employees in New Orleans hotels or across the ocean fighting apartheid in South Africa. Usually, it is only in death that invisible giants like Rev. Orange are seen clearly and praised, even by those who closed their eyes to their accomplishments while they lived!


Rev. Orange is survived by his wife, Cleophus, three daughters, Deirdre, Jamida and Tamara, a son, Cleon, and two grandchildren. (Sources: www.pww.org, http://nazret.com and www.library.gsu.edu)







Hood Notes

Absentee Owners

By Dot



Behind the mortgage mess lie rapacious greed and unchecked corruption. With interest rates low and plenty of paper money to lend, all manner of men and women entered the real estate business. Brokers, agents and appraisers made out like bandits, just as banks, mortgage lenders, individual investors, speculators or flippers, all the way up the food chain to bond insurers profited handsomely.


Thanks to dishonest appraisers, crooked flippers and greedy lenders, people that did not use their homes as ATMs are left to pay inflated tax bills in declining neighborhoods. As these crooks artificially drove up appraised property values, property taxes ballooned as well, a boom for the coffers of city and county governments across the country. Unfortunately, taxes rarely decline as rapidly as they rise; so, many homeowners continue to pay property taxes at inflated rates, while their neighborhoods deteriorate.


In my neighborhood, the vacant houses tell their own sordid tales. For example, the house across the street has been empty for more than three years. It was sold repeatedly in 2001, 2002 and 2003 and briefly occupied in 2004. According to the county tax records, it is owner-occupied, so the owner qualifies and receives the homeowner exemption, even though the house is empty. The last time it was sold, this house, which is not exactly in mint condition, was purchased at an appraised value well above average for this neighborhood.


This property belongs to an absentee homeowner; this is not an isolated situation. The tax records of several other vacant houses on my street tell similar stories. As the federal government constructs bailout measures to help those harmed by the subprime mortgage debacle, and implements regulations to prevent this kind of thing from happening in the future, every effort should be made to punish the greedy absentee homeowners and other corrupt investors and ensure they do not profit further from gaming the system.






DISHing It Up Hot!

On an Invisible Black Woman!

By Dot


On the eve of the Wisconsin primary, Michelle Obama proclaimed, "For the first time in my adult lifetime, I am really proud of my country. And not just because Barack has done well, but because I think people are hungry for change." Of course, she was immediately attacked by the right wing-nuts that control mainstream media. And, equally predictable, she tried to explain away her momentary lapse.


Throughout her husband's run for the Democratic Party's presidential nomination, Michelle Obama has donned a cloak of invisibility. Disguised as every woman, except a black one, she has been unobtrusive, but eloquent.  She pretends in her well-crafted speeches that race - skin color - does not matter. Yet, over a lifetime, this non-factor has played a pivotal role in her every endeavor. Her successes and failures have been colored by it. The first black this, the only black that, it is a conspicuous history not easily forgotten, particularly in the euphoria of being once again thrust in the limelight of being the first black woman with a real possibility of becoming the First Lady of the country.


Someone needs to put Mrs. Obama's statement in proper context, i.e., a black woman's perspective. The vast majority, if she is not, of black people in this country are slave descendants. Slave auctions are a part of our history. Are we - is she - supposed to forget or be proud of that legacy? Or, must we and she exhibit pride in the other dark sides of US history from its overthrow of democratically elected governments and support of dictatorial regimes to its mistreatment of Native Americans? Must we ignore its brutish forays into and occupations of Iraq and Afghanistan?


Sure, there are things of which to be proud, including its founding principles, which it has yet to fully realize. An objective observer can readily point to the Electoral College as evidence more needs to be done in that arena. And, to Cindy McCain, who quipped, "I have, and always will be, proud of my country," that statement just goes to show either you are ignorant of your country’s history or dishonest.

 

Even though Mrs. Obama has tried to explain away her momentary lapse in an effort to escape back into her shell of black invisibility, I understand exactly what she meant at that moment. Looking at the multi-racial support her husband is receiving across the country; this is an historic moment in her lifetime. And, I, too, am awestruck by the outpouring of support for her husband's campaign for change and message of hope. Despite the many reasons for pause, hope is a powerful thing. I just hope we are not being duped again like the gullible protagonist in Ellison's Invisible Man.






Venue for an Artist

Obama's Money Cartel

By Pam Martens



Wall Street, known variously as a barren wasteland for diversity or the last plantation in America, has defied courts and the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC) for decades in its failure to hire blacks as stockbrokers. Now it's marshal-ling its money machine to elect a black man to the highest office in the land. Why isn't the press curious about this?


Walk into any of the largest Wall Street brokerage firms today and you'll see a self-portrait of upper management racism and sexism: women sitting at secretarial desks outside fancy offices occupied by predominantly white males. According to the EEOC as well as the recent racial discrimination class actions filed against UBS and Merrill Lynch, blacks make up between 1 per cent to 3.5 per cent of stockbrokers - and this after 30 years of litigation, settlements and empty promises to do better by the largest Wall Street firms.


The first clue to an entrenched white male bastion seeking a black male occupant in the oval office (having placed only five blacks in the U.S. Senate in the last two centuries) appeared this month on a chart at the Center for Responsive Politics website. It was a list of the 20 top contributors to the Barack Obama campaign, and it looked like one of those comprehension tests where you match up things that go together and eliminate those that don't. Of the 20 top contributors, I eliminated six that didn't compute. I was now looking at a sight only slightly less frightening to democracy than a Diebold voting machine. It was a Wall Street cartel of financial firms, their registered lobbyists, and go-to law firms that have a death grip on our federal government.


Why is the "yes, we can" candidate in bed with this cartel? How can we, the people, make change if Obama's money backers block our ability to be heard?


Seven of the Obama campaign's top 14 donors consist of officers and employees of the same Wall Street firms charged time and again with looting the public and newly implicated in originating and/or bundling fraudulently made mortgages. These latest frauds have left thousands of children in some of our largest minority communities coming home from school to see eviction notices and foreclosure signs nailed to their front doors. Those scars will last a lifetime.


These seven Wall Street firms are (in order of money given): Goldman Sachs, UBS AG, Lehman Brothers, JP Morgan Chase, Citigroup, Morgan Stanley and Credit Suisse. There is also a large hedge fund, Citadel Investment Group, which is a major source of fee income to Wall Street. There are five large corporate law firms that are also registered lobbyists; and one is a corporate law firm that is no longer a registered lobbyist but does legal work for Wall Street. The cumulative total of these 14 contributors through February 1, 2008, was $2,872,128, and we're still in the primary season.


But hasn't Senator Obama repeatedly told us in ads and speeches and debates that he wasn't taking money from registered lobbyists? Hasn't the press given him a free pass on this statement?


About Me: Read Obama's Money Cartel: How he's fronted for the most vicious firms on Wall Street in its entirety www.zcommunications.org/znet/viewArticle/16601. Ms. Martens, who worked on Wall Street for 21 years, can be reached at pamk741@aol.com.







Disgruntled feels: Ignored! Senator Barack Obama rejected an invitation to address Tavis Smiley's State of Black America audience. Senator Hilary Clinton accepted the invitation. Ironically, Senator Obama, like most Democrats, is counting on blacks to overwhelmingly vote for him, even as he ignores them. He, like most US politicians kowtows to the Jewish lobby; he met with a group of Jews on Monday to swear fealty to them and allegiance to Israel. The Obama treatment of blacks and Jews is par for the course in Democratic and Republican Party politics. Blacks are the invisible Democratic Party base held at arm's length and ignored more often than treated as party faithfuls.


Disgruntled wants to know: Famed plaintiff attorney Richard "Dickie" Scruggs is scheduled to go on trial at the end of March, along with several associates for their role in an allege conspiracy to bribe a Mississippi judge. Two days before Dickie's indictment last November Mississippi Senator Trent Lott unexpectedly resigned. Dickie is the former senator's brother-in-law. Lott may be implicated in the conspiracy. Is this the real reason for his resignation?


Disgruntled says: I have said it before. Senate Democrats and others that routinely sign off on whatever Bush wants must have closets filled with skeletons! And, with Bush's warrantless spying, he knows every one of them.