Sunday, April 20, 2014

The cult of the white rimmed 'smart' phone...

The other day I was waiting in an airport lounge whilst I thumbed through a fresh copy of Randall Robinson's book, 'Quitting America: The departure of a Black man from his native land'. (If ya' don't know who this brotha is, google him, and I'll let you know how the book was after I've finished it)

It was only myself and another passenger at the departure gate, which is always preferable. 

I relished the area's quietude while I glanced at the two rows of uniformed and well cushioned navy blue seats surrounding me; and for a second I closed my eyes to take in the assorted scents of fresh brewing coffees from a nearby Starbucks, a concession stand's rotisserie roasting hot dogs, and their buttered popcorn that instantly took me to thoughts of my favorite movie theater. I was in a good space.  

After reading a couple of chapters of my book, I caught the sight of a brotha who had just took a seat to the right of me. 

And as is mandatory in waiting areas, he began gazing into his iphone and then took out his complementary ipad.   

Now, the brotha was sitting about two seats away from me, so I could essentially see what he was doing on his ipad. 

He began thumbing through 'reality TV show' selections on Netflix. I saw him scroll past several selections with a finger swipe; and when he came to the show 'Love and Hip-Hop', he saw a display of the Black women on the show. He turned up his nose and kept swiping until he came to the 'Walking Dead' selections. 

He clicked on one of these and began watching. 

What struck me funny, was I don't think the brotha necessarily disliked the show 'Love and Hip-Hop', which I couldn't blame anyone for anyhow, but it seemed he was more repulsed by the display of Black women on its ad. 

Then I began looking over at adjacent lounges, and another thing struck me as odd; that was the ubiquity of white-rimmed cell phones and tablets that seemingly everyone had.   

I remember once, someone told me how seeing a thumb-nailed picture of a white hand on a chalk board writing the word 'education' had nothing to do with reinforcing any kind of white supremacist message.

They essentially said I was seeing 'too much' into things. 

But let me tell you why a white-rimmed cellphone has the same effect as the aforementioned thumb-nailed picture I commented on. 

If you're a Black person reading this, there's two things you need to know about the 'color' white: 

1. The color white really isn't a color; it represents the absence of color. 

And if you notice, the majority of organic substances that come from this earth have color on or in them, while the majority of things that are 'white' tend to be synthetic and harmful to the body (reference white sugar, white rice, white bread...and if you look under a microscope at cancer cells, they are pure white).

2. The color white, especially for us, is a trigger. Meaning, it's meant to initiate a mental knee-jerk reaction. 

That's why I say, one of the greatest instruments of white supremacy is not necessarily its resources of institutionalized's this white bottle of milk pictured to the right. 

This bottle almost single-handedly has every Black person believing in the tenets of white supremacy; probably for the rest of their lives. 

You're probably thinking...ah, come on, you can't be serious!

But when you're an infant, suckling on and gazing into this white bottle of milk, what connotations are you now associating to the color white? Wholesome, nourishing...and necessary to life.

I remember someone saying to me, "...well, a mother's milk is white, right?"

I replied, "Yeah, but when you're breast fed by a Black mother, what color are you looking at?"

So when I see my people gazing into white-rimmed cellphones all the time; I understand what game is sublimely being run on them. 

I remember one sista had a Black colored cellphone, and she had it wrapped in a white cellphone 'skin'. 

And as Black people, we know or should know, that we're conditioned to hate ourselves more than any other ethnic group on the planet; so we have to take pains to recognize these little white supremacist slights-of-hand when we see them.

I wrote a similar post to this about all the white cars I see on the road and car ads selling them. I'll leave a link for that post at the end of this one. 

This just reinforces the fact that our people need to be extremely vigilant when it comes to doing the meditative work to recondition ourselves out of the self-hating sickness the american status quo and educational system has forced on us. 

Black man and woman, let's open our eyes to the overt and sublime attacks being lobbed at us to make us hate ourselves; and let's be proactive in killing this mental klansman in our psyche off for good.

'Cause whether you realize it or not, we're under constant attack by these pale-skinned types 24/7...and they don't sleep when it comes to their agenda.


MontUHURU Mimia


Here's the link for my Blog post 'the cult of the white car' which talks in more detail about the insidiousness of how this color is used on us; you can see it here.

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

The triumph(s) of Terrance Howard...

Terrance Dashon Howard was born in Chicago, Illinois on March 11, 1969. His parents Tyrone Howard and Anita Williams moved young Terrance to Cleveland, Ohio were he was raised.

Terrance comes from a long line of stage actors and actresses; his great grandmother and several uncles were known in local theater circles, and I think this had more than a small influence on a young Terrance. 

Unfortunately, the artistic temperament of his household, couldn't shield him from the bigotry of prejudiced whites and the american social order. 

One christmas evening, at the tender age of two, Terrance's live would be changed forever.

21 year old Tyrone Howard took his three sons and his pregnant wife to see santa claus at a local department store called 'Higbee's' in Cleveland, Ohio's Public Square. 

Also there, was a 36 year old white guy named Jack Fitzpatrick who was shopping with his pregnant wife. 

Now, there are differing accounts of what happened between these two men, but from what I've researched and surmised, this is what took place: Tyrone had left his wife and children in 'santa's waiting line' while he looked for a certain product; when he couldn't find it, he returned to his family. 

Mind you, Terrance's father Tyrone is a Black man with a very light-skinned complexion, and in a lot of circles he could pass for white. So when he returned to his family, and his wife especially, who was darker-skinned, Jack the inbred asked Tyrone, "...why'd you let some ni@gers cut you in line?"

After an argument ensued, several witnesses say Jack pinned Tyrone up against a wall, kicked him in the groin and started chocking him. 

Tyrone retaliated by grabbing some sort of sharp instrument and stabbing Jack several times in the neck and thighs. Later, Jack perished from his wounds.

Initially, Tyrone fled the scene to avoid the cops who were called; but after a change of heart, Tyrone turned himself in and was incarcerated shortly afterwards.

It's said that the life of Terrance and his family was turned upside down as they had to leave their middle/working class home to reside in a tenement in a rough part of town. 

All thanks to the bigotry of inbred Jack.

This incident was broadcast in Cleveland's local paper as the 'Santa Line Slaying'. 

This was also the reason Terrance's home became completely unstable after his father was jailed; so much so, that Terrance emancipated himself from his parents at the age of sixteen. At eighteen, he moved to New York City to pursue an acting career. 

Originally, Terrance had aspirations to be a science teacher and was attending the Pratt Institute to pursue that course of study; but once he accompanied his brother to an audition for the 'Cosby Show' and got a part, his life was forever changed once more.

Now, when I originally set out to write this post, I was gonna' call it 'The real triumph of Terrance Howard'; but after doing a bit of research on this man, I saw I couldn't limit his triumphs to just one. 

And it's no secret that Terrance is one the Black Diaspora's finest actors. Along with thespians like Don Cheadle and Jeffery Wright; Terrance's seeming ease at conveying pathos and depth of emotion is nearly unparalleled. And his difficult childhood is what gives him such access to the gravitas and range of sentiments he displays so well; so essentially, he took something negative, and made it positive. 

This is Terrance's personal triumph; now I'd like to talk about his professional one. 

The movie 'Hustle and flow' was an indie film released in theaters in 2005. It was written and directed by Craig Brewer and produced by John Singleton of 'Boys in the hood' fame. 

I couldn't imagine anyone out there hasn't seen this film, but for those who haven't, Terrence plays the protagonist 'Djay', a small town pimp who basically becomes dissatisfied with his life and tries his hand at getting into the music industry. 

I remember my conversation with a middle-aged co-worker who said she saw the movie and wasn't very impressed with it, even though it had garnered so much praise. I gotta' admit, I didn't think the movie itself was so hot either, even though Terrance was nominated for Best Actor at the Oscars. 

And then, what made the film so exceptional hit me. 

But before telling you what aspect of the film made it great, let's explore the person behind this film's script. 

Criag Brewer said this film was dedicated to Sun records founder Sam Phillips. 

And good 'ole Sam was quoted as saying, "...if I could get a white boy who sings like a ni@ger, I could make a million dollars." 

Shortly thereafter, he began working with a young elvis presley. 

Now, this film is set in Memphis, Tennessee, and I remember one of it's white characters saying, in reference to the rise of southern Hip-Hop, "...this music is coming home..."

Like the american south was ever a home for the Black Diaspora; for centuries, up to and including today, the temperment of the american south has its Black citizens feeling like they're behind enemy lines. But just like elvis, this is another attempt at white guys saying they had something to do with the creative ingenuity of Black culture. The next step is to basically claim it as their own (reference Rock and Roll).

'Cause everybody knows, or at least should know, that the birthplace of Hip-Hop is and was in the South Bronx of New York City. 

But, Craig is acting just like every other neo-liberal, white supremacist, fair-skinned guy infatuated with Black culture (reference Quentin Tarantino). 

Side note: Hustle and flow takes place in Memphis, Tennessee and Quentin Tarantino was born in Knoxville, Tennessee. Coincidence? 

Anyway, the reason I'm calling Craig a white supremacist, is he scripted one of the most stereotypical scripts I've seen in years. He talks about how Hip-Hop music is coming home to the american south, but his main Black character is a pimp...surely, if you have so much reverence for the culture, you could have scripted a different vocation for its main character. 

But no matter how 'down' with Black culture white people are, their true feelings will come to the surface about how they always feel superior to us. 

Now in order to get the accolades for this film, and a boost into real celebrity circles, Terrance had to play some sort of low life, (reference Denzel Washington's 'Training Day' and Halle Berry in 'Monster's Ball'); but what made this film so exceptional, in spite of it's third rate, bigoted script, is Terrance's powerhouse performance, and the humanity he brought to this lowly character. 

Terrance almost singlehandedly pulled an extraordinary performance out of a script and a film that had no business being 'green lit' in the first place. 

I remember the scene where Terrance is sitting in a church listening to music while tears streamed down his face; it was a testament not only to his acting prowess, but his ability to call up the gut-wrenching feelings involved with music being 'Djay's' salvation; and it spoke to the day that Terrance's father was plucked out of his life indefinitely. 

Terrance's ability to transmit this kind of primal energy radiates off the screen; and it had little or nothing to do with Craig's bigoted, mediocre script. 

A lesser actor couldn't of pulled off this kind of vocational coup.

I'm glad to see Terrance get his shot at real acting stardom; of course, again, he had to do something self-debasing to do it (reference also Chris Rock's joke about ni@gers and Black people), but it's a rare man who can up-end this ritual and keep an almost regal aire about himself in the process.

So I say kudos, Hotep and Sutekh to the Netcher/Neter/Negus/God Terrance Howard; keep it Black and strong bruh!


MontUHURU Mimia

Sunday, April 6, 2014

The cult of Kwasi Enin...

Kwasi Enin is a student who attended William Floyd High School in Mastic Beach, New York. 

He's become a sort of scholastic celebrity seeing as he's been accepted to every 'ivy league' school in this country at the tender age of seventeen. 

Those american 'ivy league' schools are Brown, Columbia, Cornell, Dartmouth, Harvard, Princeton, University of Pennsylvania and Yale; respectively.

Enin scored 2,250 on his SAT's putting him in the 99th percentile of american students; and he's a first-generation american who's parents immigrated from Ghana. 

First thing I'd like to say is the whole of the Black diaspora should be nothing but proud and complimentary of Kwasi's accomplishments; and he should stand as a grand example for his peers to follow. 

But here's one thing the white american media won't tell you...there's hundreds of Kwasi 'Enin-eds' that you don't hear about on the TV news. 

Google 15 year old Kelvin Doe; who's the youngest person in history to be invited to Massachusetts Institute of Technology's (M.I.T.'s) 'Visiting Practitioners Program'. Kelvin is a young Black inventor who's an engineering whiz, being that he takes discarded trash and turns it into batteries, transmitters and generators. Kelvin lives in Sierra Leone, Africa and is completely self taught, and he's created his own radio station where he broadcasts news and plays music under the moniker DJ Focus.

Or google Bertin Nahum who's a brotha with a Master of Science degree in robotics. In 2010 Bertin created 'Rosa', a robot helping doctors perform brain surgeries; and he's a native of Benin, West Africa.

I could go on, but you get the point...

And I also want to say that my comments surrounding Kwasi's accomplishments are in no way trying to persuade any of you to neglect your studies, especially if you are a young Black man or woman reading this, PLEASE GET YOUR DEGREE(S)! You as a Black person are going to need that piece of paper to gain better access to your vocation, whatever it may be. Especially since so many pale-skinned degenerates are doing their level best to keep you out of their universities.

Now, even with Kwasi's accomplishments, whitey's saying his acceptance into nearly every 'ivy league' school was some kinda' 'affirmative action' fluke.

They seem to forget about the centuries of 'white male affirmative action' initiatives that were and are so pervasive in this country and countries throughout the western power block. Remember, for centuries in this country, you couldn't work in this government unless you were a white man; even white women had to fight for the right to vote! And the last statement is in no way endorsing the white feminist movement which was not only funded by white men, but it's another means of keeping Black men and women apart. I'll discuss this in a future post.  

This and the fact that Kwasi's high scores trump a lot of their own sticks in their craw, 'cause they're suppose to be superior in every least that's what the american social order is telling them.

Mr. Charley and his advocates are saying that white or fair-skinned asians couldn't of got into any of these schools with Kwasi's SAT scores; as if high scoring was so inconsequential and negligible that these kinds of things are just a matter of course for the average white and asian person.

Man, that pisses me off!

Maybe this is a far fetched analogy, but when Obama was sworn in, I heard a myriad of white people talk about how easy it was to become president; I actually told one of them: “Well if it's so easy, why didn't you do it?”

And let's not forget, fair-skinned asians and white people were given billions of dollars in reparations for their holocausts; namely, asians being rounded up and put into concentration camps in this country behind the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and the jewish holocaust. Remember, jews are white people who subscribe to judaism...and judaism is a religion, not an ethnicity; meaning, NO ONE'S BORN JEWISH! My point here being, if anyone's deserving of monetary reparations in this country, it's Black people!

Give us back our reparations, and see if we don't do better!

Anyway, it's still kinda' miraculous seeing how the american mainstream is turning Kwasi into a celebrated young brotha...or is it?

I remember growing up, how the only Black men I saw on TV were either criminally insane drug sellers, drug abusers, bafoons or some bastard combination of all three.

Every night on the local news I saw how Black men were demonized in the media and how they were indiscriminately shot down like dogs by thrill-kill police officers.

These images were what I was made to think of myself, or this was set before me as a predisposition for me and my kind. Now, we have examples like Kwasi in the local news, we've sure come a long way...or have we?

Okay, here's the straight dope on why the white mainstream media is in love with Kwasi Enin, and why he's being lauded for his academic achievements...


Let me explain...remember, I told you how a Black man anywhere is a threat to white men (or people) everywhere; therefore, the white elite don't sleep when it comes to their agenda to keep Black men and women apart. And at all costs, pure-bred, or pure-bred looking Black men and women have to be kept from pro-creating with each other...Enter Kwasi Enin.

This is the NEW and improved version of the demonized Black male sociopath the white mainstream media have been feeding us the image of.

White fascists in this country have done such a job painting Black men as these predators on human life, that NO WOMAN WANTED TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH least for more than a night; but of course, if you were/are a Black man with a million dollars, your story's a little different.

However, if you were/are a working class Black were deemed 'untouchable' by any woman who fancied herself 'upperscale'.

So in order to reverse this, they had to eventually put out an image of a 'chlorine-cleaned', highly sanitized, sensitive and astute Black man like Kwasi.

Again, this is being done so white women especially, will see the pairing of themselves and Black men as more of a natural occurrence, and less of a tabooed curse. (Reference the TV show, 'Swirlr')

Mind you, 'Swirl' is the new vernacular to describe Black men and women dating and mating with white men and women; white elites needed to make this idea 'cooler' and more mainstreamed, so this is the term THEY came up with, with a lot of support from anglophilic Blacks.


This is the reason I stress how imperative it is for our diaspora to get rid of the hatred we have for ourselves and our people.

You see how hard whitey goes when it comes to keeping us apart, we're under constant attack from these icy blue-eyed devils. 

Beyond this, I see how Black men and women almost literally throw themselves at white men and women! 

We're shamelessly desperate when it comes to any romantic dealings we have with these people; I shake my head constantly when I see this, it's as if our eyes are saying...please, I'll do anything!

But what we don't seem to get is 99.9% of us who indulge in these behaviors get nothing but f@cked!

We've got a long way to go 'til we undo the indoctrinated self-hatred this degenerate has conditioned us into...but we must work NOW to cure ourselves of this self-hating sickness. 

Or, like I've said in my previous posts, pure-bred Black people will be good as gone; and we'll sit back and wonder what happened to our beautifully dominant skin color and blood line, while we watch ourselves turn into what our enemies are...recessive-traited degenerates.

So let's get to work!


MontUHURU Mimia

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Why Black men shouldn't smoke cigars...

Recently, I was mandated to work with an older Black man who, for some unknown reason, felt he needed to show me how much money and status he had. 

Now the fact that this gray-haired man was working into his retirement was a tell-tale sign of his being unable to impress me with anything; but us working together was only gonna' be for a short amount of time; so I thought, I'll grin and bare it. 

This man even showed me his paycheck with his social security number on it, thinking those figures would impress me. Not only was I unimpressed, but if I were a more nefarious person, I would've made a mental note of his social security number and bankrupted him.   

Anyway, after that fiasco, he pulled out a cheap cigar and started toking on the thing. My eyes kinda' glazed over as I continued working, that was until he picked up his empty beverage bottle and spit some off-colored liquid into it. 

After that, I got up and left. He then asked me if his actions creeped or grossed me out; I promptly said no, I just had to go to my desk to retrieve a document. I thought that would be the end of it, but once I'd returned, he lit up another 'stogie' and began toking on that. I then told him I don't smoke and it did bother me. 

He then put his 'girthy' cancer stick away. 

I'd been working with this jerk for the better part of four days; and what I learned was this man's mind was completely mired in the american status quo. Meaning, in his mind, everything white was right, and he'd spent his whole life thinking this; and unfortunately, he'll go to his grave the same way. 

And, as is mandatory for the overwhelming majority of older Black folks, he despised the Black youth; but again, loved the very people who kept him poor and subconsciously made him feel inferior his whole life; the white elite. 

So, he was really conditioned to dislike me and didn't know it himself. 

And, he thought because white men showed him how they smoked cigars to look and feel powerful, that he'd emulate them. But if he knew, or really loved himself, not only wouldn't he be working for someone else into his retirement, but he'd give up cigar smoking in an's why. 

What this dunce of a man doesn't know is cigars are facsimiles of the Black phallus. Don't think so? Well, let's explore the reasoning behind my theory...

No matter how much a white man might deny it, he knows Black men can breed him and his kind out of existence; so like I said in my previous post, a Black man living anywhere is a threat to white men everywhere. 

So in order for a white man to be near this kind of power, he inserts a cigar in his mouth (mocking fellatio...if ya' think I'm lying, look up the fetish 'cuckoldry' and see how many white men get off on this nonsense), lights up his 'stogie' and tries to appear like his phallus has the dominant DNA of Black men; and also tries to appear like he's not the one who's a recessive-traited degenerate. He wants to play the role of the alpha male, but instinctively, and intrinsically, he knows he never will be. 

That place is reserved for Black men. 

And the fact that white men can't do anything to change this pisses them off. 

So, cigars are all about symbolism (Cinematic Symbolism); and smoking one has essentially become a white supremacist ritual that men the world over have been tricked into adopting. Just like the elder dunce I was working with. 

And I don't need to go into the detrimental health issues these things cause. One of which is giving men a low sperm count so they become sterile (which is always on the white supremacist agenda for Black men); it also causes hardening and narrowing of the arteries, myriad lung cancers, etc. 

So I'm saying all that to say this...if you're a Black man, PUT DOWN THE CIGAR, 'CAUSE YOU'VE GOT THE REAL THING BETWEEN YOUR LEGS!

And this goes beyond penis envy...white men would so like to be you that even though they have the majority of the resources, they still wanna' walk, talk, dress, dance and sing like you; while trying to make you hate yourself. 

So Black man, LOVE THE SKIN YOU'RE IN; 'cause whether they wanna' admit it or not, every man in this world wants to be able to create any other kind of man, while none of them can create one of him. 



Hotep and Kem Wesir,

MontUHURU Mimia


Here's my new video 'Kem Brides'...and I'd like to reiterate, I'm not just trippin' on love with these offerings; I'm trying to get our people to see themselves in a more loving context. 

And doing this at the conscious level, is the first step.


Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The cult of the curly-haired, light skinned, bi-ethnic looking Black girl...

"Take the kinks out of your mind, not your hair..."
--Marcus Garvey

The TV series 'A Different World' debuted on NBC on September 24th, 1987; it was a spin-off of the wildly successful 'Cosby Show' and lasted six seasons on the network.

Now, I know I'm dating myself by saying this was one of my favorite shows on TV for several years. See, the Cosby Show was so rigidly catering to mainstream white audiences, that I really couldn't watch too much of it.

Actually, now, with shows like 'Basketball Wives' and the 'Love and Hip Hop' reality TV series, I wish the Cosby Show or something close to it would make a comeback.

Anyway, what the Cosby Show lacked, A Different World made up for in terms of being politically conscious at more of a 'down-to-earth' level; and even its 'earthiness' was tempered by all the young Black men and women in the show being college students. It was damn near perfection. 

Another reason I tuned in faithfully, is 'cause I had a major crush on Cree Summer. 

Cree played Winifred 'Freddie' Brooks on the show, and man, I was beyond smitten with this woman. 

She has the same alluring traits that have, or had me attracted to Jill Scott; and those are a quasi-regal aire, and that new bohemian/earth mother-type vibe; lovely. 

Fast forward a decade...or two later *smiles*; and I notice the ONLY kind of black woman I see on TV, is this woman. When I say this woman, I mean, the curly haired, light skinned, bi-ethnic looking black woman. 

And any time I see a pure bred, or darker-skinned black woman, they're purposely being portrayed negatively as having boatloads of attitude (ala Love and Hip Hop, Basketball Wives, etc.)

Now, I readily admit, in the past, anytime I saw a curly haired, light skinned black woman, I'd almost drool; that's until I threw the white supremacist shackles off my psyche and saw them for what they really are...half-bred black women. 

Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not casting aspersion on these women's characters; the majority of them that I've met are very endearing and sweet; but I'm the one who's different. Meaning, whenever I used to look at someone who's darker skinned, my white supremacist conditioning would kick in and I'd think, man, their skin's sooo dark!

Now, when I see anyone, especially a black woman, with a higher grade of melanin than mine, i.e. anyone who's darker skinned, I get real envious...and here's why...

Not only do increased amounts of melanin block the sun damage that causes most skin cancers in other people, it also acts to eradicate 'free radicals' in the skin. Meaning, your skin will tend to look younger (reference the saying 'Black don't crack'); and I think we've ALL noticed how darker skinned women tend to have flawless looking skin. 

At least I have. 

But there's another, greater advantage to having highly melanated skin; one rarely anybody talks or knows about.

Now, regarding this, here's a question: have you ever seen a white colored solar panel?

I didn't think so. 

They're ALL Black; that's because the color Black is a better conductor of light and electricity. 

And what are our thoughts biochemically? Answer: electric impulses.

So the Black woman or man who's got the darkest skin will literally be able to think quicker than his white counter-part. Now, whether they capitalize on this is something different.

But don't take my word for this, go and look this fact up!

But I think we've all seen instances where Black people have shown they're quicker thinking; for instance, I remember when I was young, there was an incident where someone was running down the street waving a weapon in the air. 

As a group of people ran by me, I ran with them; even though I didn't know what was going on. There was one white guy who looked past us trying to investigate what was going on, until he saw the guy with the weapon, then he ran.

White people's propensity to make good decisions when they're put under pressure, or danger, is when you'll usually see how deficient they are...mentally (i.e. they've got no common sense). Or their complete inability sometimes to handle the pressures Black people endure everyday, speaks to our being mentally stronger...and quicker thinking, thanks to melanin!

I remember when I was in high school, a darker skinned young women literally told me, ", God didn't give us nothing...we've got big lips and kinky hair..."

Funny, how lately, white women are injecting silicone into their lips (and butts) to make them look like ours, and fashioning their hair like black women; to the point where they're actually wearing weaves and hair extensions 'cause black women have made them popular. 

Now, if you're a Black woman reading this, let me tell you why you should absolutely revere your kinkier hair--it's because it acts like an antenna allowing you access to higher spiritual frequencies...let me explain...

It's been proven that kinkier Black hair has higher levels of crystalline properties, and the most common component in quartz crystals is know, the material they use in computer chips. And they use silicone in computer chips 'cause it's a better conductor of electricity (just like your darker Black skin); and being that hair is at the top of your head, the increased amounts of silicone in it acts with antenna-like qualities to connect you to higher spiritual realms. And again, don't take my word for any of this...go look this fact up!

But, if you're old enough to remember TV antennas, remember they had the straight 'rabbit ear' antennas to get channels 1 though 13; but if you wanted access to the higher channels (13 and above), you had to have a 'rounded' or 'OHM' antenna. Well, the 'rabbit ear' or straight antennas act like a white person's straight hair, which can only access the lowest levels of spiritual frequencies.

And kinky Black hair is especially high in its silicone content when it's locked (Dreadlocks...actually, I just call them 'locks' 'cause there's nothing I dread about them).

Now, getting back to darker skin...I say, bottom line, darker Black skin just plain looks better!

For instance, check out this picture to the right of three sistas with varying skin tones.

Which woman looks the prettiest?

In my eyes, it's the darker skinned sista, hands down!

And white supremacists tried to get slick here, by flanking the darker skinned sister between two lighter skinned sistas to make her look less desirable. 

And the dark skinned sista still beats 'em both!

So, I've said all that to say this...especially if you're a darker skinned Black woman...


Praise and pamper both as often as you can; 'cause contrary to what white supremacists would have you believe, both your hair and skin are working for you...not against you!

Ma'at Hotep and Sutekh (colloquialism in the Medu Netcher for Black Power!)

MontUHURU Mimia


Shouts out to brotha 'Transcendenal Prodco' for creating this vid that explains the concept of Black hair acting as an antenna to access higher spiritual vibrations better than I ever could. 

Check out 'Ancient Dreadlocks'...and enjoy!


Some of the captions in this vid are too small to read on my Blog's miniature version of 'Ancient Dreadlocks'; in order to view them better, swipe your cursor over the vid's title and click onto it, this will take you to the YouTube page's expanded version of this vid; there, you can read all the captions clearly.

Sunday, March 23, 2014

Why the NBA made Lebron take off his mask...

Lebron Raymone James was born in Akron, Ohio on December 30th, 1984 to a sixteen year old mother, Gloria Marie James.

Gloria struggled to put food on the table as she and Lebron moved from apartment to apartment in the more improvished areas of Akron; so she decided to let Lebron stay with a youth football coach, Frank Walker, who introduced Lebron to the game of basketball at nine years old. 

James played in a youth basketball league dubbed the 'Amateur Athletic Union' with three friends who called themselves the 'Fab Four'; James' friends in the Fab Four included Sian Cotton, Dru Joyce III and Willie McGhee.

Now it's said there was some controversy with the 'Fab Four' because unlike their local peers, they were afforded the privilege of going to a private, mostly white school, St.Vincent-St. Mary High School. Now, anyone who's paid attention to the proliferation of 'charter' schools in Black communities won't see any controversy at all; meaning, the real agenda of charter schools was always to siphon off resources from local, predominately Black public schools so they could 'cherry-pick' the Black students who'd be afforded a better quality education.  

White elites saw these young men were gifted athletes, and they knew they would be NBA prospects in several years, so they were given access to this private institution. They were ripe for exploiting. 

James averaged 21 points and 6 rebounds for St. Vincent-St. Mary High School in his freshman year; and he averaged 25 points and 7 rebounds during games in his junior year. 

It wasn't long before talent scouts came calling, and soon after, he appeared in 'Slam' magazine, and was called 'the best high school basketball player in america'. 

James even played football for St. Vincent-St. Mary High School and excelled to the point where he was named 'first team all state'.

Right out of school, James was recruited to the Cleveland Cavaliers in the NBA draft of 2003 and scored 25 points in his first pro game. This set an NBA record for the most points executed by a prep-to-pro player in his first outing; he was eventually named 'Rookie of the year' for his accomplishments. 

I think we all know what happened later, but I'm not really wanting to write Lebron's bio, I want to speak on something that happened a bit more recently. 

In February of this year, Lebron suffered a broken nose from colliding with another player during his game with the Chicago Bulls. As a result he wore a mask to protect himself against further injury.

Now, this is the original mask Lebron wore after being discharged from the hospital. 

And when the white elite saw this, they were like...Oh, hell no!

So, after Lebron debuted this mask, NBA commissioner Adam Silver had a little chat with his boss, the Miami Heat's CEO, Nick Arison. 

And what a surprise...Lebron was ordered to wear this 'clear', white mask.

Now, maybe you're thinking I'm seeing too much into this, but if ya' think I'm trippin' a little too much on an ethnic tip, I'd like you to look at another pic of Lebron on the Vogue magazine cover below. 

Now, if you look closely at Lebron here, you'll see how the fair-skinned model, Giselle, was 'photoshopped' into this cover's photo. She's made to look like she's being cradled in Lebron's arm, like the photo of 'King Kong' beside it (reference Denzel Washington in 'Training Day' saying, "...King Kong ain't got nothin' on me.")

Also, if you look at the 'O' and 'G' in back of Lebron's head, it's made to resemble something close to horns or antlers; or something feral to make him look like an animal. 

See, no matter how many products Lebron sells for major corporations, he's still considered a menace by his white benefactors. 

This is what the white elite really see when they look at Lebron...especially with his Black mask on.

And again, no matter how genial his image, the sheer fact that he's a pure bred looking Black man who stands at six feet and eight inches, makes him a threat to the very existence of white men and women everywhere.  

It's bad enough america has a Black man as president, they don't want to be reminded that Lebron, and his kids, could literally breed these white elites out of existence; especially with white birth rates falling below replacement levels.

The moral of this story is, as a Black man or woman, don't ever think white supremacists in this country really have your best interest at heart, no matter how much money your making with, or for them.

The end game will always be, the riddance of pure bred looking Black people. 

So, here's two questions I'll keep posing as long as I Blog, and that is: how can Black men and women heal the rift between them? And, how committed are we to healing this rift?

'Cause white supremacists don't sleep when it comes to their agenda...just ask Lebron.  

Ethnicity first!

MontUHURU Mimia

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Why I'm 'in love with love'...

Firstly, I'd like to apologize to the loyal readers of this Blog about the dearth of posts here lately.

I've always prided myself on being a prolific writer, problem is, my laptop's mother board is fried, so I'm scrambling to put out posts the best way I can on public computers. 

I'll soon purchase another laptop though, so hang in there with me...this is only a speed bump on my way down the road of the 'bloggersphere'. let's get down...

Recently, someone who viewed my YouTube videos, 'Kem Queens' and 'Kem Love', said since I'm 'in love with love', I should look at their music video and then subscribe to their YouTube channel. And this person happened to be Black. 

I immediately blocked this person.

You see, my life has never been that placid...and it's not now, for me to just go around obsessing about 'love'. 

My mission with these two videos was, and is, to give Black men and women positive, loving images of themselves; because we're not gonna' get that anywhere else in the mainstream american media. 

Seeing ourselves in a positive light is the first step to 'consciously' reconditioning ourselves out of our collective self hatred. 

Some may see this as frivolous or silly, but this is truly the first step in the Black diaspora gettting back to love.

Not the syrupy, hyper-sentimentalized kinda' love you hear about in songs, but the kind that can unify us so we can begin to mend fences and form functional relationships with ourselves and our communities. 

Is this 'hyper-idealistic'...probably; but the process has got to start somewhere; it's my small contribution to my bigger goal of Black people uniting and wanting to work together again. 

So don't misunderstand these videos as me trying to sell you something...other than the idea that we HAVE to heal the rift between Black men and women.

Our survival DEPENDS ON IT!

Recently, I saw an ad for a TV show called 'Swirlr'.

Now, this show is all about creating inter-ethnic relationships to promote the idea that love has no color. And, it has a Black person as its creator promoting it, so Black people will be more likely to tune in. 

But from what I saw, the emphasis was not put on spanish and asian people 'hooking up', the emphasis was always on Black men and women being matched with white men and women. 

Again, the white supremacist agenda is at work trying to keep Black men and women specifically from forming loving relationships. 


So when you look at my current and future videos, don't think I'm just trippin' on love; my agenda is to have Black people see themselves as something other than repugnant, so we have a chance at being around in the future. 

It's vitally important that we get this message out as much as we can!

So I hope you see my vids in a different light, if you thought I was just giving my people something pretty to look at. 

I'm giving you a glimpse of how we need to see ourselves, so our children can repair the damages we've done under the spell of the american white supremacist educational system.

So don't get it's bigger than sensual photos and soul music; I'm hoping to inspire future minds to save what we have left of the diaspora, before we go the way of the dinosaur; and it starts with you...and us, seeing ourselves as worthy of being here. 

And I hope y'all feel me on this, 'cause as a Black nationalist I live by Gil Scott Heron's pithy and prophetic axiom, "The revolution will not be televised..."

It will be internalized...'cause it must start in our minds!


MontUHURU Mimia