Let Us Celebrate Freedom

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Let us celebrate the freedom we hold so near and dear to our hearts this year; in 2018.

The year we have publicly “lynched” so many people of color just like in previous years much in the same way that we have since long before Jim Crow was a thing. To turn a blind eye to the massacre of citizens of this country by citizens of this country for a whole day just to celebrate “freedom” is a farce. Top that off with the idea that we are free “because of people with guns” let’s remember that a majority of those people with guns were white Anglo males shooting other white anglo males for superiority over people of color all under the guise of our “God-given rights” and “freedom.” Slavery flourished legally in our “free” country for another 100 years and still lives today in so many other forms.

Let us celebrate freedom in 2018 by turning away asylum seekers at our border searching for freedom. Looking for a place of refuge because their own country is nothing short of a corrupt civil war zone. And if they do try to make it to our borders to ask for a safe haven for their families we rip their crying children from their arms and force them into a quagmire that throws mud in the eyes of basic human rights.

Freedom in this country is all smoke and mirrors, and it goes a little something like this:

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

No Truer words have been spoken by whites to whites.

Let us celebrate freedom in 2018 by allowing a foreign government the power to influence our elections by putting a puppet imbecile at the top of our administration. For those of you fighting in the streets against fascism do not neglect your right to vote. For a fight like this is pointless if you don’t vote and make change where change should be made. And if you feel you don’t have a horse in the race, then fight to get your horse in the race. Once they’re in; vote. It’s that simple. Fight, vote. Don’t be the whiny generation so many older people make you out to be.

Let us celebrate freedom in 2018 by standing at the edge of the abyss and staring deeply into the future of this country. But to see the future we have to realize what is behind us. Stretch back to the last 70 years and remember all the puppet governments we as an American nation set up across the globe in the name of “spreading democracy.” Let us not lose sight of the fact that as we stare into the abyss we as a nation are now a victim of our own undoing. What we’ve done to so many other countries it is now being done to us.

Let us celebrate freedom in 2018, not on the 4th of July, but every single day we wake up and realize that what we live in today is all just a joke if we don’t live for the basic human rights of every living being on this planet. If you cannot step outside of yourself and do for someone else, then your barbecue on Independence Day is just a barbecue. Although you may feel like you are free you are just a slave to the White American Social Norm that is bullshit through and through.

My friends have been hurt and killed on the field of battle. I respect our Veteran community that has and continue to selflessly serve. I respect the conscripts who fought in the Vietnam War against their will to not only stand by and watch their brothers and sisters die but to also come home to a thankless nation. I respect the men and women of our military but I also respect those who fight every day, not on some foreign soil for the men and women to the left and their right, but for their own stake in the American Dream.

I love you all and I promise to fight to my fullest to support and defend all human rights. It is our duty to help those that we love and I commit to you wholly today and forever until my last day. We aren’t just Americans, we are humans. All of us.

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Shifting Bodies

As I stand 

I think:

A thousand, two thousand 

Three thousand years from now the 

past hundred years

Will be nothing but a mere

Drop in a water pail 

Full of blood paid by the

Souls of

So many men, women and 

Children

And human history will

Only exist as 

Scratch on parchment

Weathered by time

And illegible

By nature  

Stop the Double Standard

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Not withstanding all that is happening in this country today, I’d like to – for a minute – vent my frustrations about the CHICAGO POLICE DEPARTMENT.

It seems that in no great quantity is there any integrity or intestinal fortitude within the CPD. So much so, that it appears to be alright to park THREE-DEEP in the bike lane in front of the Police Academy on Jackson. I guess in the school house they’re taught early on about the DOUBLE STANDARD that exists between the citizen and those who are sworn to SERVE AND PROTECT.

When I was in the service and a young, newly promoted E-4 (not even a Sergeant yet) I was taught to LEAD BY EXAMPLE. In all that I did as a leader in the Army the cornerstone for my actions was to LEAD BY EXAMPLE. Set the standard, uphold the standard, exceed the standard. It was simple. That brought on increased unit cohesion, higher morale and a better output from the team. And it kept the First Sergeant off my guys’ backs.

But I digress… There is no LEAD BY EXAMPLE in CPD. There is no leadership enforcing the standard. There is NO ACCOUNTABILITY for those who do wrong in the police department. If a private were to park his POV (privately owned vehicle) in the Sergeant Major’s parking spot in front of headquarters, you bet yer sweet ass that private would be in the leaning rest answering for it (and he sure as hell wouldn’t do it again either because his battle buddy wouldn’t let him hear the end of it).

There is a total lack of respect for the people from the police and it translates in all that they do as officers of the law. And now we want to increase the problem by adding a thousand more swine to the sausage factory. BRILLIANT!

The problem isn’t LACK OF POLICE. it’s LACK OF POLICING. We should be investing that cop money into the neighborhoods to educate and motivate our youth; give them something positive to do with their free time. Put them on the path to a positive life. Let’s cure the illness, not treat the symptoms. Help those who are most in need, not corral them into neighborhoods with substandard living conditions and patrol them heavy-handedly to the point of pointless incarceration.

Anywho… I guess I’m pissed about more than just the cops parking in the bike lane. But, it starts with the simple stuff.

Stop the double standard.

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Those who
Bemoan the darkness
Of night
Do not see the
Beauty
Of
White
Twilight Forget-me-nots.
Exploding
Into full bloom,
Thrown upon
A sheet of
Phthalo blue.
Twinkling
Dancing
Within the festivities
Of pitch black.
Rejoice in
The eventide
Before she be
Torn to pieces
When the sun
Breaks
Streams of light
From beyond the
Distant horizon.

Drowned in Death 

Drowned in death
The smell of blood

An underwater butcher shop

Chumming up the water

As the Sharks swim in

With their crooked rows of teeth

And dented skin

The living mourn the dead

And all hell steadily continues

To break loose 

No end 

No end 

The bodies continue to pile up

The living 

Not quite alive

Slowly

Drown in death