
As I get ready to deal with the figures for reparations for Hell Land, I found that Kushite Prince had a gem. This picture shows the figures of paid reparations for the United States of Insanity. I do not
Speaking on the Obvious
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.
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.
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.
Understanding White Pete As Much As We Can
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
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.