AFROAMERICANS

Except for professional Afro-Americans and those fortunate enough to work in the Big Three
automotive industry, Black American citizens have borne the brunt of recent Federal domestic
spending cuts. Housing, health care, education, anti-poverty, and transportation program benefits
have all dried up or have been greatly reduced and have stranded large groups of Black citizens
to live in decayed and socially inadequate urban centers. They live as a hidden island of humanity
surrounded by the seemingly sumptuous accommodations of neighboring suburban residential
and commercial communities of better trained and educated White Americans. These so-called
city “ghettos” are in reality only dumping grounds for the nation’s massive and ever deteriorating
social and economic human refuse and a breeding ground for a multitude of anti-social acts of
tragically dysfunctional families. African Americans now number approximately thirty-five
million souls — enough for a country of their own. Israel did it and Quebec is trying — both have
populations of six million people. Deprived and discounted Black Americans number in the
millions. The United States Department of Health reports that six hundred thousand — 600,000
men, women and children remain homeless every night in the United States of America. Five
million — 5,000,000 — American families and recipients received USA welfare benefits in 2001
— there are six million men and women incarcerated in the nation’s prisons — 100 of which will
be executed each year. The advent of the nation’s concerns about street crimes, property security
and personal safety have given rise to a national culture of state control and has given birth to a
host of repressive laws governing individual behaviors including the dreaded and highly
dangerous policy of racial and minority “profiling.” American politicians have demonstrated that
they do not have the personal or party will to financially attack this international social and civic
embarrassment in order to end forever the lingering affliction of being born a Black Citizen of
the United States of America. Black Americans should not waste their considerable talents time
and money trying to change the White America society in which they live and work daily. They
should be applying their enormous talents and energies creating their own society, culture, and
eventual nationhood somewhere in the world. If they do not act with confidence their once-in-alifetime
opportunity may disappear from their sights forever. It gets tougher to do every year.


DETROIT’S EASTERN MARKET CAFE
EMANCIPATION DAY 2002

Charles “Chuck” Whitehead laid down his copy of the Detroit Free Press, while having a morning
coffee with his friend Linden “Turk” Chase. He says — Turk, those damn people causing all this
damn trouble in the world are nothing but motherfucking liars.” Linden: “ You got that right!
That’s what they do for a living. That’s all they know how to do. They think nothing of bombing
the hell out of a country, killing thousands of men, women, and children, then turn around on the
evening news and try to tell us that this was all done for the good of the people in that country.
Those motherfuckers never quit with that fucking democracy bullshit.” Harry Segal came over to
the table. He says: “Easy you guys, talk like that can get you into a whole lot of trouble. You want
to know what these bandits are? They are schlepers, motherfucking schlepers. Underneath those
four thousand dollar suits they are still schlepers. If my Bobe was still alive she would have a
few choice Jewish or Yiddish words for these fucking shmoks that would turn the air in here blue
and cause a minor tremor in Washington. She couldn’t stand the sight of Nixon and threw things
at the television set when he was on — so imagine what she would do now. She was a shrewd
lady — old-timers still say that she could read a balance sheet in the dark. You know these
bastards now have the police power to pick you up off the streets of America, question you, jail
you and hold you incommunicado for as long as they like. If they want you they got you — that’s
the end of that story.”

Purple Prose: the language used at the Eastern market Café is not intended to shock or offend any reader. This language is used by Black America
to describe those people they see operating in the lowest moral levels of humanity. It was born in a Rite of Passage Ritual known as the Dozens
where young Black men are challenged, under neighborhood street lights and local parks, by their peers with a stream of Verbal Abuse in a test
of their anger endurance and con