My Journey Into Black History...The Good, The Bad And The Ugly.

Over the years, I’ve battled an inner oxymoron: how can I trust in a God who allowed slavery, or be part of a religion dominated by those who have historically oppressed us? After much reflection, I’ve started to conclude that many white supremacists are reading from a different Bible, one they've used to justify their agendas, while cherry-picking the parts that suit them. While the Bible mentions slavery, it also stresses treating slaves with respect, like members of one's household, ensuring their well-being and safety. In historical context, some passages refer to slavery as a punishment for crime, meant to be temporary, with the provision of freedom after debts are paid. However, we know from history that none of these tenets were upheld when it came to the brutal enslavement of our ancestors. This was not the slavery of biblical times but a cruel system that dehumanized generations. In Exodus, God freed the Israelites from their suffering and set them on a path to liberat

It’s taken me a long time to accept that living in a society where we are constantly told to "be grateful" for the scraps of progress is, at its core, a society that was never designed to protect us. Perhaps, in the past, Black people were dismissed as no competition—never seen as equals, only ever seen as labor. The systems created were never meant to include us as citizens. When the first enslaved Africans were taken, there was no vision of Black people as part of this "great" society. The plan was for us to remain enslaved indefinitely. What the architects of this system didn’t anticipate was the resilience, courage, and unity of Black people. They didn’t expect us to continue resisting, even when the laws, the violence, and the constant threats of lynching and death were meant to break our spirits. But we never stopped. Despite the odds, we built communities, businesses, and safe havens, such as the Black Wall Street in Tulsa. We achieved success despite Jim Cro

As I reflect on Nelson Mandela’s life and his journey to freedom, I find myself caught in the same debate many of us feel: War or peace? Vengeance or forgiveness? While Mandela is often celebrated for his choice to forgive and build bridges with those who once oppressed him, this decision wasn’t embraced by everyone in our community. For many, Mandela’s forgiveness felt like a betrayal. After years of suffering under apartheid—years where Black people were denied basic rights, families were torn apart, and lives were lost—how could anyone forgive those responsible for so much pain? To some, choosing peace over vengeance seemed like surrender, as if the oppressors had “won” by never fully being held accountable for the horrors they had inflicted. This reaction is understandable. After so much pain, it’s only natural to feel anger and demand justice. But Mandela’s choice to forgive wasn’t an act of weakness. It was an act of wisdom, born from the understanding that vengeance alone wouldn

*this blog will have some adult themes and pictures -be warned!!  Since time began..or whenever i can't tell, WS have been obsessed, fascinated and been consumed with the black body. They have exposed, belittled, studied and revered our juicy lips, our thick hips and bottoms, our curves, our private parts and the tone of the melanin on our skin. They have objectified and classified us by our body parts, BBC and BBB, so we can see where our worth lies, and so we will accept the safety and refuge in the safety of accepting these roles. I have noticed in porn, erotic magazines and books, how the black person is still portrayed as the aggressor who uses his size, and manhood to decimate the poor innocent untainted white women. This script is so popular it literally fills the interracial portion of the adult websites. I wondered to myself why would the men be happy to portray this role so much, but then i realise it is the role that has been preselected for them because this is th

      "Racism isn't as bad here as it is over there." This statement, on the surface, suggests that racism in certain countries is either minimal or non-existent compared to others, like the U.S. But this statement itself acknowledges that racism is present. The reality is that racism manifests in different forms, and its subtleties often go unnoticed in certain societies. People may fail to connect the dots, and the result is confusion, even outrage, when Black individuals in these countries call out the systems and rules we have had to demand be put in place. Helping to explain the differences: Both Becky and Tanya may face poverty, live in the same neighborhoods, and attend the same schools, but their experiences diverge drastically due to race. Becky, while experiencing her own struggles, is never subjected to the constant scrutiny that Tanya endures. Becky is free to exist without her skin color marking her as a potential threat. Meanwhile, Tanya is faced w

As much as i agree that we have, we have built the counties with our hands, we have inherited these enriched  nations built with the blood of our ancestors, and yes we should be able to claim what is rightfully ours, after years of demanding the ability to live a normal life, it has slowly begun to succeed but at what cost? At the cost of our silence and our agreement to not step out place; to be willing to answer to the WSP authorities who questions your very presence; the constant reminder that yea we granted you these rights, but doesnt mean we actually want you to live amongst us; No please return back to the place where we put you, before we teach you a lesson about stepping out of line or thank you for your money though it is green. it is still tainted with black people and we have quite enough of our own, so we aren't even concerned about your treatment and are in  no rush to put a stop to it. We may align with you temporarily just to assuage your distress, but don't