White Pete Causing Bodily Harm

Trayvon Martin is still dead. Those who got his organs are still alive, and could not care less about what happened to the 'donor'. We need to "get over it already". The snatching has been going on for centuries. Why get upset now? It is useless to look for compassion where there is none. Action. Show these defaulting beings that we taught them everything that they know. Minus the live vile evil streak. It is about high time that we lift the veil. Show them that we know the difference between Nature and their nature. To stop helping them kill us, and start fighting back by boycotting their toxic produce. For just one day. Detoxing actually takes three days, but this is the introduction class.

Blissfully unaware of the specifics of the boycott, I almost made it. I had forgotten my

Know Why White Pete Wanted Kwaku

Too many things on my mind, my mind on too many things. That means that I need to unload. Let me start with the obvious. The Trayvon Martin case - to call it what it was - seemed like just another unreality tele-sick-vision show, as it had the same script. A finely scripted script with finely scripted roles. A big divide across the color lines for the ignorant audience that has been fed empty white babble about justice for all in a white supremacy system. Black people get into an emotional state, while white Pete remains ice cold. Quite comfortable with his own sick vision, white Pete allows the audience to entertain him. Feeding us more empty babble to get our blood boiling. The verdict? If the "creepy cracka" does not fit, then you must acquit.

We now await the civil law suit, so we can watch Trayvon's parents triumph like the family of OJ's dead wife did. Never mind that the government agent

I Am Tired of Looking at White Pete

As I was reading a post written by Hued Flower, I felt like writing a comment. I had a long day, and as I lost my notebook with over three weeks of unprocessed notes, I was not fully centered. My notes are useless to other people, because I do not use names of others unless I make lecture notes. I can imagine that the notebook nevertheless makes an interesting read. I learn from this. I should not have let go of the notebook so someone could write something down that I did not need. I have already taken steps to change this habit.

Without my notes, it is more difficult to put together articles. I was going to write on banking for one site, and on using temporary work agencies to get employment on NBP. Among many many other things.

What Is This Thing Called White Pete?

Understanding White Pete As Much As We Can
by No Black Pete (2013)

As an introduction to the lecture "Letting go of white Pete, to embrace your Self", I would like us to venture into "Understanding white Pete as much as we can".

White Pete will never be able to understand how it is to be fully human. Only a few of them want to know, and even fewer make an effort to overcome their genetic deficiency and heal. I do not know even one white Pete that has healed. I know many who fool themselves to believe that they are holy. Most of them keep busy pointing at the humanity of Black people. They cannot appreciate what they do not recognize. So they ridicule and brutalize, hoping that it will cause Black people to act as deficient as possible - which is what they would call "normal". Indeed, their norm-for-all is deficiency. Also known as insanity or imbecilism (dumbing down).

Still embracing white Pete? Even though this is not an attack on white Pete

White Pete Turning Black Power Into Profit

For the first time since whenever, I will not be at Amsterdam Roots Festival at Oosterpark. As happens in so many cities all across Europe, these park festivals are a way to enjoy the Summer in the cities left behind by residents and swarming with tourists. Those left behind or coming from afar band together in the parks, and enjoy themselves. All festivals have one thing in common: they are free of charge.

Good luck trying to get into Oosterpark without paying admission fee this year. They have changed a public park festival into a money-making machine. City council spends tax money on the festival and have us pay admission fee. They want us to pay pay pay for

Kwakoe Came Alive At Keti Koti

I do not work on Keti Koti day, that is why I posted an update the day before. And now it is the day after. Back to work soldiers. On Keti Koti I was about to conclude that I had not much to complain about when it came to the festival in Oosterpark in Amsterdam. But, that was before I heard them announce that Aptijt was not going to perform. Nevertheless, something was pleasantly different. Someone worded it exactly right. This Keti Koti festival felt exactly like Kwakoe. The old Kwakoe, not what became of it in the struggle for 'power'. Was there still any Keti Koti to Keti Koti? Well, the owner was present.

Let me explain. It is no secret that I waste no time losing 'love' on the Oranges or Red Shields or whomever owns the subjects of certain countries. The new