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emergency (re-posted for those who lost their lives)

Posted in music, poetry, political commentary, politics, social commentary with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 11, 2010 by joelle blackstarr

on 911 to the one,

we looked down the barrel

of a loaded gun.

i thought this might be

w w three,

no more me.

on 911 to the one,

aloofness became undone.

it finally hit home,

four shots straight to the dome:

two fatal shots, in nyc,

in pa, a flesh wound meant for dc,

in dc, one lay critical . . .

nothin’ personal . . .

strictly political.

on 911 to the one

we thought the lasers were locked on stun.

we got sucker-punched, erbody out to lunch.

we dropped to our knees and began to choke,

and our opponent disappeared

in a cloud of fire and smoke.

on 911 to the one there came a loaded gun,

with hollow tips, that brought us to our knees.

we screamed “oh my!!”,

released a sigh, wondered why,

and then we all began to cry.

on 911 to the one,

not a cloud, yet no sun.

we wallowed in the shadow of the enemies’ gun.

first came sorrow,

then our thoughts about tomorrow.

in less than twenty-four,

they had a name, so they claim,

and yet, they hesitated just the same.

on 911 to the two

will there be a me and you?

will they be caught with their knickers down,

to never even hear the sound?

will they continue to assume

that no real danger looms,

that we’re all simply sayers of doom?

perhaps it’s not too wise

to criticize those with watchful eyes,

whose jets no longer leave the skies,

while battleships dot our oceansides.

perhaps they’re locked and loaded,

mimicking C4: waiting to be exploded.

but on 911 to the one

we faced a loaded gun.

terror paid a visit to our home

with four shots straight to the dome.

we fell victim to a loaded gun

on 911 to the one.

copyright   2001  blackstarr

Bulletproof by Raheem Devaughn

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Walking the dog

Posted in political commentary, politics, social commentary with tags , , , , , , , , on November 10, 2008 by joelle blackstarr

walking_a_dog-11Freedom loves to vent.  Not that I really care that some folks don’t want to hear what I have to say, or disagree with what I say, but, forgive me for bending your ears.  Sometimes, I sit and think about stuff and it just continues to ramble through my mind.  The only way to stop it, for me, is to vent, to let it out for some fresh air.  So, it’s time to “walk the dog” , as it were.  Remember that term.  Freedom coined it first.


There are many across the net who are adamant about the idea that although we elect leaders, it is up to us to do our part.  They contend that it is virtually impossible for our elected leaders to act without our help.  While I agree that we must do our part, as far as I can tell, we’ve already been doing our part.  I know that I have.  A lot of people struggle with the idea of going to a job each day that they hate, one that barely makes ends meet.   They do that while those who have taken the easy way out and have opted for a life of crime seem to prosper. Those who have children dress them properly, and see to it that they attend school, schools that, for the most part, leave a lot to be desired.  They spend countless hours seeing to it that their children understand and complete their assigned chores.  Those who have little or no healthcare are countless in number.  They fight through their illnesses, being unable to afford to see a doctor, as if the phrase no pain, no gain” refers to healthcare.

We, as the citizens of this nation, are powerless to pass any laws that will tend to our betterment.  The passage of laws that will insure that we are taken care of is totally in the hands of the elected ones.  We elected them to do the things over which we have no control.  If they do not provide quality education, affordable healthcare and sustainable employment, we suffer.  I say, yes, it is the job of our elected ones to take on the majority of the work that will make our lives better.  That is THEIR job!  Once elected, it is time for them to do THEIR job.  I tire of folks who continually spout that we must do our part.


Entertainment news is just as bad as that which can be termed as the regular news, if not worse.  It has a leg up on the regular news, in that, at least, it can mostly be avoided.  That’s not to say that we MUST watch the news or read the newspaper.  As much as I try to tune out the entertainment news, it always seems to filter through somehow.  I always end up reading about or hearing about some nonsense that Britney or Jaylo or whomever has done.  The majority, as in 99% of it, I don’t need.  I have no beef with the magazines that are out there.  There’s a simple solution to that:  don’t buy them.  Unfortunately, I can change the channel on the TV all that I like, but, that bullsh*t manages to filter through.  There’s a new thing going on that I’ve just come across during the last year or so which starts a sentence with We love her because . . .” , orWe like that he . . .” NOT!!!!  How do they transfer their love for  or hatred for someone from themselves to us?  I am quite capable of making up my own mind about who I like, dislike, or don’t care to hear about.  They flourish because the mindless masses eat it up and swallow it down whole.


For a long time, there has been a lot of talk about taking back our neighborhoods.  A great number of people seem to think that we need to get out in the streets and take on the thugs, drug dealers, and rapists on our own.  They say that without our help in identifying the criminals, our neighborhoods will never be made safe.  They contend that our neighborhoods are infested because we let them get that way.  In Philadelphia, there is a battle going on between two rivals “drug cartels” that plague a section of the city called North Philadelphia.  There is one group that controls Colorado Street and another that controls Chadwick Street, a scant few blocks apart.  Over the past few years, the bloodshed has been rampant.  Dealer after dealer has been gunned down.  In the crossfire?  The citizens.  I speak of citizens who are not involved in the drug trade whatsoever.  Some witnesses have been bold enough to come forth in an attempt at telling their story in court.  Of the few that have, most of them did not live to see that day.  They were gunned down by the despicable criminals that continue to take control of our neighborhoods.

The STOP & FRISK program was instituted by our Mayor-elect, Michael Nutter, which allows each police officer to make the decision as to what constitutes a proper and legal stop and search.  That basically allows them to act without restrictions in their pursuit of apprehending the criminal element.  Unfortunately, the only ones affected by STOP & FRISK are the law-abiding citizens who are guilty of nothing more than walking while Black.  I know each and every drug dealer in my neighborhood and watch them as they make their daily transactions.  I recognize the criminal element as I make my rounds through my neighborhood.  Why is it that the police are not that wise?  They patrol the same streets that I walk and see the same things that I see everyday.  Yet, we, the law-abiding, are the ones who are harassed, and falsely accused of apathy.

I have witnessed the dangers of trying to take back a neighborhood.  I have seen what happens to those who open their mouths and try to make a difference.  I’m not embarrassed to say that I will never be one of those brave souls.  My taxes pay for the salaries of policemen, detectives, and special crime teams that are supposed to protect and serve.  It is time that they do what they are paid to do, and stop goading the citizens to partake in such deadly adventures that leave citizens’ bodies lying in pools of blood.


Well, I got those few things off my chest.  I’ve vented.  I’ve “walked the dog”, as it were.  I wish that I hated being the angry Black man, but . . . I don’t.  Peace.

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The Usual Suspect: an unarmed person of color

Posted in political commentary, politics, racial discrimination, social commentary with tags , , , , , on August 24, 2008 by joelle blackstarr

Although I normally don’t mind playing the angry Black man, I have to say that at this point, it’s gettin’ old.  I have fought tooth and nail to simply read the comics, do my cryptogram and crossword, and call it a day.  Inevitably, a story moves into eyesight and I can’t help but read it out.  There is such an inequity in the way that suspects are treated by the police and the subsequent actions taken by said police when it comes down to the differences in the way incidents are handled.  That seems to depend upon whether the suspect is Caucasian or is a person of color.

In January of this year in Ohio, Tarika Wilson and her child were shot by police who came to her home to arrest her boyfriend.  Ms Wilson was killed, the child shot in the shoulder and will survive.  Ms Wilson was Black.  She was unarmed.  Earlier this month, and all-white jury dismissed all charges against the police officer.

In July of this year, twenty-seven (27) year old Mack Woodfox was shot in the back and killed by an officer who said that he thought the suspect was reaching for a gun.  The suspect was being chased by police for driving under the influence.  At the time that he was shot  (three times in the back) he was posing no threat.  He was unarmed.  He was Black.  Seven (7) months earlier, the police officer, Hector Jimenez, shot and killed another suspect.

There are other stories that I decided not to add to this blog, but, one need only go back a few months at a time to find very similar stories of unarmed Black people being shot and killed by the police.  Diallo was murdered a few years ago.  Bell was murdered recently.  Both were unarmed, posed no threat, and were shot multiple times by the police.  The list goes on and on.  Each time, one reads that the suspects were unarmed and posed no serious threat to officers or others.  Yet, these Black people are dead.  Killed.  Murdered.  What’s the worst part of it all?  The officers have gotten off in almost every case.

The real pity, the part that angers me most, is that when it comes to Caucasian suspects, police seem to find a way to “talk them down” or to use minor force to subdue the Caucasian suspects.  I have read stories of Caucasian suspects with guns, knives, bats, and numerous other items usable as weapons.  In each case, the police saw fit to persuade them to surrender.  In the case of the suspects who were people of color, they have all been unarmed and posed less of a threat than any of the Caucasian suspects who were persuaded to surrender.

Black tribes in Africa, back in the day were mighty warriors.  They conquered nations without so much as a twitch of an eye.  They were feared as the most powerful beings to ever walk the face of the earth.  Apparently, the usual suspects must be killed as opposed to being brought in.  Evidently, the usual suspects are ominous enough without a weapon.  Clearly, the usual suspects must be dealt with in a manner in which they will never become a threat to anyone.

The usual suspects are unarmed people of color.

The usual suspects are unarmed people of color.

The usual suspects are unarmed people of color.

And the usual suspects . . . are dead.

copyright  ©  2008  freedom