To my people: Don’t be afraid
                                  to raise your fist and yell out “Black Power!”
                              There’s just something inspiring about seeing a Black
                                  person, with a giant Angela Davis Afro,
                                  hoisting up their first to the sky and yelling
                                  out the iconic phrase “Power to the people!”
                                  It just moves me. It’s been a long, long long
                                  time coming, and it’s long, long, long overdue
                                  and called for. We as Black folks have been so
                                  very delusional in thinking it was no longer
                                  necessary to fight. Instead, my generation started deluding ourselves in the
                                  late 1970s that we, as a people, had gotten to
                                  the mountain top, we’d gotten over and could now live in the suburbs, work for IBM and marry
                                  White people - what was left? We were free! Once more, we’d gotten over.
                              Talk about lost Negroes needing
                                  to wake up. It’s taken decades to open our
                                  eyes and realize mainstream WASP America
                                  tolerates Afro-Americans, they don’t like,
                                  love, or respect us. Never have, and I don’t
                                  see the majority ever embracing you and me as
                                  fellow Americans.
                              A small percentage of Black
                                  folks tried to keep up the fight, but our own
                                  accommodating-obsessed people branded us as
                                  out-of-time militants. I wear that moniker
                                  with pride, damn right, hell yeah I was, and I
                                  am a Black militant. I’ve always believed in
                                  Black Power in the face of never vanishing
                                  White supremacy which rules the land.
                              Last week, Tennessee State
                                  Representatives Justin Jones and Justin
                                  Pearson exhibited the Huey P. Newton-type
                                  courage to raise their fist in defiance of
                                  transparent sheet-wearing Knights of the Ku
                                  Klux Klan who hoped to silence the “uppity”
                                  Black boys. They didn’t go quietly into the
                                  good night.
                              Go on with your badass 1967
                                  self. It warmed my heart and brought red,
                                  black, and green tears to my brown eyes.
                              According to Tennessee state congresswoman Gloria Johnson,
                                  MAGA lawmakers have suggested bringing back
                                  lynchings. Once more: the Confederacy isn’t a long past geographical location. No, it’s a
                                  heartfelt and deeply embraced uncivilized
                                  value system and way of life which is alive
                                  and well across America. It has neither
                                  vanished nor died-out.
                              In another display of “Black
                                  Power,” Manhattan District Attorney Alvin
                                  Bragg is accused of being the hand-puppet of
                                  Jewish Billionaire George Soros. Why? Because
                                  he’s holding Trump’s crooked behind to the
                                  fire. Righteously, Bragg has retaliated
                                  against Trump’s strongmen enforcers and he’s
                                  suing MAGA loudmouth Ohio Senator Jim Jordan
                                  who’s trying to bully Black America into a
                                  forced submission.
                              And while these displays of Black Power are exhibited, we
                                  come to find out, actually confirming what we
                                  already knew, that Clarence Thomas is the
                                  property of bigoted billionaire Harlan Crow.
                                  Uncle Thomas is his personal, exclusive house
                                  Negro. He belongs to Crow. He does Crow’s bidding. He should be
                                  referred to as Crow’s Clarence.
                              Not Negro, not boy, not coon, boot nor spook, I’d wager
                                  behind closed doors, he’s Crow’s Nigger. Do you think he’s sung them a song, do a little jig,
                                  just to prove he’s really Black? Because these
                                  are the fat cats to ask, and … for the right
                                  price, this Stepin Fetchit minstrel may do
                                  both the Funky Chicken and the Funky Penguin, if it puts a smile on his massa’ face, and hopefully some
                                  more cold cash in his bottomless pockets.
                              At this point in time, Clarence
                                  Thomas is the all-time lowest sack of… sell
                                  out Uncle Tom in the history of America.
                                  Someone tell me what other Black Americans
                                  have done the bidding of conservative White
                                  folks for well over 35 years?
                              Isn’t it interesting how
                                  historical events play out? In the face of
                                  this form of vintage, classic Black Power, we
                                  find Uncle Clarence’s hangng out with a Nazi
                                  artifact-collecting aristocrat. 
                              Black Olympian Jesse Owens, who
                                  put Adolf Hitler in his place during the ’38
                                  World Olympics, is turning over in his grave.
                              There is no question in my mind
                                  the Supreme Court’s colored jester is little
                                  more than a cotton-pickin’ “useful idiot”
                                  whose scorn over being rejected by Blacks, and
                                  perhaps his own self-hatred for himself and
                                  his own people, has fueled his willingness to
                                  be pimped and exploited since George H. picked
                                  him off the Republican plantation decades ago.
                              Clarence Thomas has sold his
                                  soul to the devils…. White sheeted and hooded
                                  devils, let’s be precise here.
                              All the Make America White
                                  Again house Negroes, Armstrong Williams,
                                  Trump’s boy - Reverend Darrell Scott, Clarence
                                  Thomas, Candice Owens, Jason Whitlock, Thomas
                                  Sowell, Iron Head Mike Tyson who just hung out
                                  with Trump, Kanye, Sen. Tim Scott, Dr. Ben
                                  Carson, all these Black Benedict Arnoldses
                                  must be having just at least a little trouble
                                  looking in the mirror and realizing history
                                  will brand them as despicable, treasonous
                                  sellouts for playing the role of obedient accommodating lackeys lending
                                  comfort and assistance to the sworn opposition
                                  (foe/enemy) in the midst of an escalating cold
                                  civil war.
                              I’ve got this theory that Thomas, being rejected by Dr.
                                  Hill and most of “enlightened” Black America
                                  back then, decided he’d seek that James Brown,
                                  Godfather of Soul type Big Payback, and that’s what he’s been doing since 1991 - “paying
                                  back” Black folks. Stabbing us in the back,
                                  repeatedly and often, because he’s a
                                  conflicted negro man who hates his Blackness,
                                  and likely wishes he was White.
                              Like most Negro Conservatives, they’ve deluded themselves
                                  into believing their White associates and
                                  so-called friends are convinced they aren’t like the other
                                    darkies. They’ve pulled themselves up by their boot-straps,
                                  thus making them “different,” if not “better,”
                                  almost normal…almost White. They are the “good” Blacks, while you and I
                                  are the liberal, progressive-minded uppity ones. We’re the ill-mannered, ungrateful “bad”
                                  niggers. So, as model-safe Negroes, they’ve
                                  accommodated and assimilated as much as a
                                  black person can. And as we can all see, they
                                  are rewarded for their Stepin Fetchit
                                  escapades and antics.
                              However, I do think they are now waking up to the simple
                                  reality they’re in bed with racist White
                                  folks. How can they not see the Klansmen on
                                  transparent ropes?
                              Racist White men allowed Uncle Thomas
                                  to have his White female. Why do they have
                                  tolerance for the interracial sex they detest? Because
                                  Clarence is doing the dirty work, the heavy
                                  lifting for White men. They permitted him a woman so he chose a right wing fruit cake Neo-Confederate sympathizer!
                              So here we are in 2023, and we’ve brought back “Black
                                  Power” to the forefront of the “movement.” And
                                  here in the 21st century, we’ve still got
                                  Uncle Tom’s to contend with. Some…. stuff never changes.
                              So in ending, to my people:
                                  Don’t be afraid to raise your fist and yell
                                  out “Black Power!”.