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Sept 9, 2021 - Issue 878
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It’s time to replace Black America’s National Anthem, Lift Every Voice and Sing, with a song which was penned half a century ago in the midst of the struggle for Black Power, in the heat of the battle, James Brown’s “Say it loud, I’m Black and I’m Proud!,” co-written with Alfred (Pee Wee) James Ellis, I believe it to be more apropos and fitting for the cultural wars ahead, the battles to be fought in not just the US Courts, or the courts of public opinion, but in the streets of these no longer honestly, seriously considered to be the “United” States of America.

We should play sing it and play it as General Santa Anna’s Mexican Army played El Degüello before they attacked the settlers/explorers/slaveholding imperialists who were held up in the other European imperialist’s (Spanish) mission, the Alamo, as they were attempting to recklessly and carelessly expand the American Empire’s unique use of slave labor to construct this country virtually overnight.

The Degüello (Spanish: El toque a degüello) is a bugle call, notable in the US for its use as a march by Mexican Army buglers during the 1836 Siege and Battle of the Alamo to signal to those inside, Davey Crockett, Sam Houston, Jim Bowie, and their men, that they would receive no quarter by the attacking Mexican Army under General Antonio López de Santa Anna.

Unquestionably Soul Brother #1’s anthem encompasses a rebellious and confrontation theme, (I think that is what we’re going for, right?) a protest type vibe, and that funky revolutionary 1968 feel, flavor, texture, and sound - which enable it to remain relevant and pathetically still today, applicable.

James Brown/Alfred (Pee Wee) James Ellis, “Say It Loud (I'm Black and I'm Proud)” Performed by James Brown, 1968

Uh! With your bad self!

Say it loud

I'm black and I'm proud!

Say it loud

I'm black and I'm proud!

Some people say we’ve got a lot of malice

Some say it’s a lot of nerve

But I say we won’t quit moving

Til we get what we deserve

We’ve been buked and we’ve been scorned

We’ve been treated bad, talked about

As just as sure as you’re born

But just as it takes

Two eyes to make a pair, huh

Brother, we can’t quit until we get our share

Say it loud

I'm black and I'm proud!

Say it loud

I'm black and I'm proud!

One more time!

Say it loud

I'm black and I'm proud!

I worked on jobs with my feet and my hands

But all the work I did was for the other man

Now we demand a chance

To do things for ourselves

We’re tired of beatin’ our head against the wall

And workin’ for someone else

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud

Say it loud,

I'm black and I'm proud …

I also like the beat and you can groove to it….I give it a 100!

It’s simple, direct, to the point, and there exists the possibility we could all learn the words to it, seriously, it’s been well over a century and I guarantee not 35% of Black America can sing along with Lift Every Voice especially after that first verse...

Now granted I know that those who know the anthem, that pathetically low percentage of “enlightened/woke” brothers and sisters - are the sad minority of Black America who also know who Huey P Newton and Angela Davis are, Bobby Seale and Shiley Chislom…actually know what the Tuskeegee Experiment was, why the Civil War was fought, hell, when and where it was fought. Our lack of knowledge about ourselves (illiterate of self) is tragic and trifling and comes with a price we must pay, which is losing ground and being shoved backward. But alas, it is what it is... and where we stand as a group of lost, self-destructive people who’ve been undereducated by design. Unfortunately, we still know our assigned place.

To top it off, we dwell in an unfriendly land where the White slight majority… does not like us.

Look, we need a rapturous rallying call, we need something that we can belt out with conviction, passion, and enthusiasm, all be on the same chapter n’ verse. Sing with confidence, not fear of forgetting the next word.

Some people say we’ve got a lot of malice

Some say it’s a lot of nerve

But I say we won’t quit moving

Til we get what we deserve

We’ve been buked and we’ve been scorned

We’ve been treated bad, talked about

As just as sure as you’re born

But just as it takes

Two eyes to make a pair, huh

Brother, we can’t quit until we get our share

Wow, it fits like it was made for Black America this morning!

What Black America is demanding now is the right to participate in the political process, we are standing up against what will result in, if nothing else … Taxation without representation, the initial core conflict of the American Revolution. Trump and his Storm Troopers are trying to take away the political power Blacks and Latino’s weld at the ballot box, we cannot let them steal away hard fought for, well earned, and long, long ...long overdue human/civil rights bestowed upon us children of the Gods and earned with blood, sweat, and tears over hundreds of years, we are the generations saddled with the responsibility of keeping us free. Our baby boomer parents and the Great Generation before them came up outta those cotton, sugar, and tobacco fields for a reason, and they paid the price and fought the battle in the streets, helped Obama paint the White House Black, and now we, you and I, must fight back the vented-up white supremacy-fueled hatred which has boiled right beneath the surface of White America since the 1960s.

Push has come to shove on our watch.

It’s one thing to achieve the status of human… it’s quite another to maintain it… in a loveless land, honestly, a vastly hostile land called America.

Say it loud, I’m Black and I’m Proud!!!

Check it, if this sinister clown gets back in power, check it now - you and I will be shouting “Free Obama!” Or Rather Free the Obamas!” This cat will arrest Michelle and perhaps her momma and the girls…you watch. And that will be on day one. What will play-out, will blow our minds.


BlackCommentator.com Columnist, Desi Cortez, who also writes for BlackAthlete.com & NegusWhoRead.com, was hatched in the heart of Dixie, circa 1961, at the dawning of the age of Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic individuals, Raised in South-Central LA, the 213. At age 14 transplanted to the base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-Hi. Sat at the foot of scholars for many, many moons, emerging with a desire and direction… if not a sheep-skin. Meandered thru life; gone a-lot places, done a-lot of things, raised a man-cub into an officer n' gentleman, a "man's man." Produced a beautiful baby-girl with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired my "little" mind on the airwaves and wrote some stuff along the way. Wordsmith behind America's Ten Months Pregnant . . . Ready To Blow!: Even Trump Can't "Make America White Again." A New, More Inclusive, Diverse 21st Century America - Love It . . . Or Get The Hell Out!. Contact Mr. Cortez and BC.

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