Most people do not profess racism and feel no prejudice. When it comes
down to the nitty-gritty, people know the correct pieces to place in a
Black/White people puzzle. Nobody
has to verbalize racial remarks. Racism
is so embedded naturally in the “global order,” everyone automatically
knows which side to stand on when the trolley comes down the street.
The general public is tired of hearing about it, and the term has been
"beat to death." In America racism is extinct. If you use
the word "racism," you are the "racist!"
The Author was sued in US Federal District Court as a
(Note: A Nazi is a Caucasian member of the German Fascist Party).
The Civil Suit was filed in US Federal District Court - Eastern District.
The Plaintiff claimed wrongful discharge from employment, discrimination
(race and age), assault and hostile work environment.
The Civil Case read:
The Suit originated in Wayne County, but the Plaintiff filed the case in
the Federal Court System. The
lawyers for the Defendants queried the Plaintiff’s motives for bypassing the
Wayne County Court System. The
Plaintiff sidestepped Wayne County, which takes in the City of Detroit--(80
percent Black). The “luck of the
draw” might produce an ALL BLACK jury and judge; thus, generating similarities
to OJ Simpson’s—“Tainted Jury Scenario,” on opposite ends--Rodney
King’s “White Acquittal Jury,” and--Malice Green’s “Anti-White
The lawsuit was dropped a year
later in 2000. The Plaintiff's lawyer was disbarred. She realized there was no valid case. She left town
with her 250 pounds intact--minus her Black
Consider the following case.
While Black-- They
shot his ASS
White skin color and/or European origin have always
been an immediate exemption
from racial oppression. The
Plaintiff wanted the entrustment of a medium by which the world has been
judged--the “Caucasian Male.” The
laws put on the books by slaveholding “Framers of the Constitution”
still serve as preconditions for the White Man’s existence. Remember these words....
The idea is always conditioned by the presence of human beings; hence,
these laws have created the precondition for your very own existence....The
trial of the four officers was moved 150 miles north of where Diallo was
killed because of the all-embracing pretrial publicity.
The demonstrators criticized the decision to move the trial from
the Bronx, NY, where Diallo lived and died, to the state capitol in
Albany. Attorneys for the officers had argued the wave of pretrial
publicity would make it impossible to find an impartial jury in the Bronx.
Was the trial was fair?
Bronx District Attorney Robert Johnson said, “Judge Joseph C.
Teresi did an excellent job.” “Of course, in any trial there are
disagreements over some rulings.” “But, yes, it was a fair trial.”
This jury reaffirms our
confidence in the justice system to find the four officers innocent of
killing the Black man in self-defense for walking down the street and
looking armed, suspicious and Blackened.
Judge Joseph C. Teresi
instructed the jury: “Even
if the defendant is otherwise guilty, if he acted in self-defense, you
must find him not guilty,”
New York City Mayor
Rudolph Giuliani said: “The
seven men and five women, two Blacks and 10 Whites are a cross section of
the community. They have
found these officers not guilty and reaffirmed for all of us confidence in
the US justice system.
New York: On a winter day in February
the skyline turned from amber to a blackened firmament.
The haze of smut and city lights hid the moonlight that showed over
the rest of the world. A shy
Amadou Diallo walked along reminiscing his boyhood and remembering the
delicate scent of orange tree perfumes in the air of his village back in
West Africa’s Guinea—a world away from his present Bronx neighborhood.
snowflake formations landed and melted on his cheek. He stood and watched
as an empty silver trashcan toppled off the curb on his right, while its
lid like a swirling swastika, struck the trash-lined alley. On his left an unlatched gate exchanged blows with its
brown-rusted hinges. Shadows
walked and lurked straight in front of him. The only traffic signal in
sight swayed like a suspended shank, tugging at its wires until it turned
from green to amber to red.
turned his back against the snow driven wind and waited for the gust to
pass him by. Standing out in
the cold and dark, he squinted as the gust of wind made the shadows in
front of him come alive. He
looked around. He saw their
eyes looking out; looking down, and then they saw him.
Diallo’s eyes enlarged with unrelenting fear.
As he made his way home from work, he found himself hemmed in by
four White members of the NYPD in plain clothes.
The shadowy shapes moved in. Diallo
was on the steps that lead to the doorway of him home. The reflective glass door alerted him of the proximate
surroundings of the men. As
he turned quickly and took his wallet out of his pocket trying to get at
his door keys, the NYPD flogged him with bullets hollering, “Kill
him!” “Kill him!”
The last thing he saw was a circle of faces.
officers lurched forward. The
firing pins from their four guns were clicking mechanically as 41 bullets
at all angles sprayed from the metal barrels of the police weapons like an
atomizer spraying a dose of lethal toxic fluid.
Diallo’s body was bouncing like a withered basketball up and down
on the cement spewing guts and feces on the vestibule of the Bronx
lay bleeding and clumped in the doorway.
The corpse twitched from side to side before the muscles finally
gut-churning shock merged with over-powering rigormortis that turned every
muscle of his body into numbness. He
disappeared into a shrouded death as his blood turned to a collagen ice in
members of the NYPD were searching for a serial rapist, and the
Black-faced man from Guinea armed with a wallet and keys was made the
symbolic sadistic serial rapist. The scenario—“Walking While Black.” Their guttural toned motto:
“We own the New York --Nigga.”
The four NYPD Policemen
laughed in frenzy. “You’re
caught.” “The Nigger’s armed with a flashlight.”
“He was armed and dangerous, and we killed that Nigga in
Plaintiffs sidestepped the City’s Court System.
The “luck of the draw” did not produce that ALL BLACK jury and
judge. "WE'RE HEADED TO ALBANY,