Every Ghetto - A Hip-Hop Masterpiece

I have not posted a blog post in quite some time.  But, I was scrolling social media this morning when I came across a post asking what is your favorite Nas verse.  I immediately thought about Nas’ second verse from his song titled “Every Ghetto” from his 2001 classic, Stillmatic.  It is one of the best verses I have ever heard.

I’ve been listening to hip hop for as long as I can remember.  And, I would be lying if I said I marveled at the verse when I heard it in 2001.  But, hear me out: at the time Stillmatic was released, Jay-Z (my favorite emcee of all time) and Nas were embroiled in a highly publicized rap battle (Not to be confused with a rap beef like what Biggie and Tupac had). To be honest, I was rooting for Jay-Z to win the battle.  So, I was not looking to give any brownie points to Nas.  Consequently, I was not locked in on Nas’ lyrical prowess the way that I should have been (blame it on my youth).  It was not that I did not listen to Nas’ music, but I can say that, at that time, I believed that Nas was an incredible emcee, but that he did not have the best ear for beat selection.  And, this opinion likely diverted my attention from truly listening with an open mind. 

 

I’d say over the past 5 years or so (those COVID years allowed so much time for self-reflection and introspection), as Nas has continued releasing albums, I have focused on taking a deeper dive into his music—and particularly the lyrics (as opposed to skipping a song or breezing through it because I did not love the beat selection accompanying the song).  What I confirmed is a fact that I have always known and that is that Nas is maybe the most lyrically gifted emcee in the history of music.  Sure, there are other emcees who are lyrical savants, e.g. Black Thought, Mos Def (Yasin Bey), Andre 3000 and others.  Unequivocally, Nas has some of the most outstanding verses I have ever heard.  Just to name a few: 1) His verse on Self Conscious featuring Prodigy; 2) his verse on Verbal Intercourse featuring Raekwon; 3) his verses on Rewind; and 4) his verses on I Gave You Power. 

 

But, today’s reaction piece is dedicated to Nas’ second verse on a song titled “Every Ghetto.” 

 

The verse:

My skin is a art gallery, right with paintings of crucifixes
Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music business
Was once a young gangsta hangin' with youth offenders
But since I tasted paper it started losin' the friendships

Watchin' kids freeze in winters, they still poor
How could I tease them with Benz's and feel no remorse?
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond colors clashin'
Red stones, blue stones, red bones and black ones
Fuck did I expect with bucket seats in a lex
And spendin' time in chuckie cheese with little des

Got guns when I'm with my daughter
Hate to bring a violent aura in her presence
She knows what Daddy taught her, it's lessons
Black princess it's a ugly world

I put my life up for yours, see I love that girl
Could you believe even my shadow's jealous?
My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh hates my own bones
My brain hates my heart, my heart makes the songs
Though my songs come from the father
I'm lonely, hold me, it's gettin' darker

 

My Reaction:

 

Sometimes, you hear a song, but the title is incongruent with the substance of the song.  This happens quite often.  But, here, the song title and lyrics flow together seamlessly.  If you have not listened to the song, I’d suggest that you do so.  But, the song is about situations that happen on a daily basis in “hoods” all across the world.  Whether you are from the hood in North Carolina, or the hood in California, or New York, or Alabama, it is all the same shit.  Themes of jealousy, crabs-in-the-barrel, violence, religion are at the forefront. 

 

The first stanza he raps about his tattoos and how he thought his religious tattoos would save him from all the dangers in the music business.  This is interesting because religious tattoos and Jesus pieces are a staple in hip hop (and religion is a staple in hoods because it gives people something to believe in). But, regardless of the tattoos, there is no escaping the perils of the music business—even for a star at the level of Nas. He also rapped about a theme of jealousy, which is prevalent in hip hop music.  The theme of obtaining money, while simultaneously losing friends is nothing new.  BIG said it best: “Mo Money; Mo Problems.”  If you take it a step further, he is talking about the crabs-in-the-barrel mentality that is prevalent in the hood. 

 

The second stanza Nas shows empathy for people who are poor and do not have an abundance of resources (whether financial or other types of resources).  And when you think about it, this is basically most people who live in hoods across the globe.  He rapped about how they must feel when they see him (or really any person with money or perceived to have money) driving in a luxury car while wearing expensive jewelry while they are freezing in cold weather because they do not have adequate clothing.  This juxtaposition is startling.  The idea of a person starving but seeing another person who he can literally touch having seemingly everything is quite a depiction of the harsh realities of life.  He acknowledged how he understands how these people could be envious of him and his daughter—who is innocent, but the beneficiary of Nas’ wealth.  How many folks can relate to this?  How many people have overcome harsh circumstances to make it out of the hood only for family members or other people to hate them and their kids just because they possessed the ability to overcome their circumstances?  Again, it happens every day in every ghetto.  

 

The third stanza Nas raps about carrying a gun when he is with his daughter.  He hated bringing a violent aura into her presence but he loves her.  This stanza is all about being a father and knowing that there are forces in the world that may want to do harm to your child because of your choices or for no reason at all.  But, either way, he was saying that he is going to protect his daughter at all costs because its an “ugly world.”  When I heard this verse in 2001, I did not have a child.  But, hearing it in 2025 as I have a young son, this stanza resonates with me. 

 

The last stanza is probably the most mind blowing from a lyrical perspective.  He doubled down on his love for his child and how he would give his own life to save hers.  Then he compares the hate and jealousy in the world to relationships inside of his body.  Then, he goes into an in depth explanation of jealousy and even breaks it down in terms that I have never even considered.  He said his shadow was jealous of him and that his brain hates his heart.  I think he used these comparisons to illustrate how crazy and illogical a hating spirit can truly be.  And, he ended it by referring back to the “Father” who I believe is God.  So, he brought all the themes together.  This verse is a masterclass in emceeing.

 

If you have not listened to this song, I hope I have convinced you to do so. 

 

Peace

 

Dear Mama-- A Reflective Piece

 

I just had the opportunity to watch an amazing docuseries about the life and legacy of Tupac Shakur and Afeni Shakur—Tupac’s mother titled Dear Mama.  Dear Mama was directed by Allen Hughes who also directed the cult classic film, Menace II Society (Tupac was originally supposed to play the character Shariff).  I love documentaries, docuseries, biographies and the like about musicians.  That said, I have watched many interviews, documentaries, movies, etc. regarding the life and legacy of Tupac Shakur.  One thing I learned from watching Dear Mama is that you cannot speak of Tupac’s legacy without first speaking about his mother, Afeni Shakur.  Their lives are inextricably tied together.  Dear Mama did an amazing job crystalizing this relationship—the good and the bad elements.

 

I do not want to spoil the surprise for you if you have not watched Dear Mama.  But, after sitting through over five hours of interviews, footage from shows, and the like, I have had time to think about my key takeaways from Dear Mama.  Because Tupac and Afeni lived incredible, yet troubled lives, there was much to cover.  But for the sake of brevity, I narrowed my takeaways to five (but this could have easily been ten). 

 

1.      Tupac was very young when he passed away.

 

When you think about what Tupac accomplished, it is difficult to fully appreciate that he did it all by the time he was only 25 years old.  When you really dive into the details a bit more, Tupac did not come onto the national scene in a meaningful way until he was about 20 years old.  That means that his music (excluding posthumous releases, which is a massive body of work) happened during this abbreviated period. Tupac’s studio albums include 2pacalypse Now, Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z, Me Against the World and All Eyez on Me.   Tupac was also a movie star during this window.  His filmography includes classics such as Juice, Poetic Justice, Above the Rim (my all-time favorite Tupac film) and several other movies. The legal trouble that fell upon him essentially happened during this brief period.

 

Tupac was truly a special talent.  And, from interviews and other information I have read/seen over the years, it is clear Tupac knew his time on this earth was limited.  And, this realization seemed to drive him to create like there was no tomorrow. To put this into perspective, ask yourself what legacy you had established at the age of 25.  Or just think about what you were doing when you were 25.  Were you operating in your passion?  Were you making a difference in the space you occupied?  If the answer to these questions is no, I do not believe you are in the minority.  Most of us start to find alignment and purpose later in life. Tupac was just different and special.  He was much more than a rapper.

 

2.     The Apple does not fall too far from the tree.

 

From Dear Mama, you will also learn about Afeni’s experiences with the Black Panther Party.  You will learn that she was pregnant with Tupac while she was on trial along with the “Panther 21.”  She was a revolutionary leader.  She was a freedom fighter.  She was an intellectual titan. And when you learn about her history, it is easy to understand why Tupac was so militant, outspoken and, in many respects, controversial. 

 

As stated earlier, Afeni was on trial for her life.  And, while she did not have the financial resources to retain legal counsel, she took her fate into her own hands.  She appeared pro se (meaning she did not have an attorney) at her criminal trial where she was facing many years in prison should she have been convicted. Afeni successfully represented her own interests at trial. At the end of the trial, the jury found her not guilty and within a month or so, Tupac Shakur was born.  So, Tupac was forged in the bowels of an earthly Hell.

 

Tupac had multiple high profile run-ins with law enforcement.  He was involved in a shooting of what turned out to be two off duty officers in GA.  However, he was acquitted in that case.  Then, a few years later, he was involved in a lawsuit he filed against police officers in Oakland, CA who brutally beat him after he was cited for jaywalking.  Then, while Tupac was working on the film, Above the Rim, he was accused of raping a woman (a charge he denied until his death).  Ultimately, he was not convicted of rape, but he was convicted of a lesser charge.  But the part that really stood out to me was his speech to the judge.  His speech was very similar to his mother’s speech during her closing argument of her criminal trial in 1971.  You will have to watch the documentary to hear the speeches, but it is uncanny to have two individuals display such courage in the face of utter doom with the same matter-of-fact approach.   

 

3.     Activism was in Tupac and Afeni’s Gene Pool.

 

Tupac’s mother was an active member of the Black Panther Party.  Afeni was a trailblazer because she was not just a member, but she occupied a leadership role in the BPP.  That is quite a feat for a woman during the tumultuous 1960s. That she held a leadership role is a testament to the respect she garnered from an organization primarily led by men.  Afeni fought for equal rights for Black people; she helped with the BPP’s Free Food Program, as well as many other acts of activism. 

 

And, not only did Afeni live this life, but she taught Tupac to be an activist.  She taught him to always speak up and never to let himself be censored.  From my perspective, this character trait was the source of his strength, as well as the cause of many of his problems.  The duality of life is like that I suppose.  The very thing that makes us strong can also be the thing that brings us down.  It is very ironic, indeed.

 

Although Tupac’s biological father was not involved in his life, he was connected to other strong male figures through the BPP.  These men were activists and revolutionaries.  Sadly and unjustly, many of these men ended up dead or locked up in the penitentiary.  But, when you think about these men, you see why Tupac was militant and why he refused to “bend the knee” to people and particularly when he knew he was right.  He was not built to be weak or to be pushed around.  I truly believe this is because of his gene pool.  His people were warriors—literally.

 

4.     A Passion for Life.

 

Afeni was passionate.  In Dear Mama, when they played videos of Afeni during her trial, you saw her passion on full display.  When she talked about Tupac and her love for him, her passion was on full display. When she talked about Tupac’s legacy and how she wanted to further advance it, you could hear the passion in her voice and you could see it in her eyes.  People who have powerful voices and who speak with passion are often misunderstood.  And, to be clear, they are feared, which makes them subjects of attacks as well.  I believe Afeni experienced both.

 

Tupac was passionate.  Tupac was passionate about his music.  He was passionate about his movies.  He was passionate about protecting Black people.  He was passionate about rebuilding the Black community.  There are several videos in Dear Mama showing Tupac at a very young age speaking with zeal about many of the issues that were on his mind.  And from the videos, you could tell that his remarks were not rehearsed.  It appeared that he spoke, almost in a stream of consciousness, about issues that were on his mind.  And although his use of profanity may have been off putting to some, I chose to focus on what he was saying and why he was saying it.  And when you listen, you will see that he was passionate.  Also, in retrospect, Tupac was barely 20 years old while delivering those speeches, so he was probably equally as immature as he was passionate.  Again, the duality of life on full display.

 

5.     The Mind Never Rests.

 

Through Tupac’s 25 years of life, it seems he never rested.  From his unearthly work ethic to legal issues, and several attempts on his life, Tupac did not find peace on this earth.  When you think about it in those terms, although he lived a life where he blessed the world with his talents, I feel that he was probably incredibly unhappy (at least at times) and stressed.

 

And, when you listen to other people who loved Tupac and who were around him, it is pretty clear that they held similar views.  In fact, Shock G from the group Digital Underground and the person who gave Tupac his first opportunity to rhyme on a big song, said that he believed that Tupac found peace and rest when he died.  Also, when you listen to Afeni and understand the life that she lived, it is also clear that she did not have much peace on this earth.  I am happy to know that they both are finally able to rest. 

 

 

I could write more about Dear Mama, but I will stop here.  I happen to think that Dear Mama is the best documentary I have seen.  In every facet, from the rare interviews of Tupac and Afeni to the perspective of Afeni’s big sister (and Tupac’s aunt), to Shock G’s perspective, the documentary is amazing.  If you are a Tupac or Afeni fan, without a doubt, this documentary will make you an even bigger fan. 

 

The documentary is exclusively airing on HULU.  Go support!

 

Peace

Nine Years Later: Preparing for the Bar Examination

 

Over the years, friends, family members and law students have asked me about my experience preparing for the North Carolina Bar Examination (“Bar Exam”).  Since today – August 25, 2020 – marks nine years to the day that I learned I passed the Bar Exam, I thought this was a good time to provide a high-level view of my bar preparation journey.  

Passing the Bar Exam was truly a culmination of my dreams.  But, in order to truly appreciate the triumph, it is important to understand that “If there is no struggle, there is no progress.”  There was more than enough struggle to last a lifetime in that summer.

 

I remember summer 2011 like it was yesterday.  I thought about all of the events I would miss because I would be devoting my entire summer to preparing for the Bar Exam.  My fraternity, Kappa Alpha Psi, was celebrating 100 years of existence.  I knew I would not be able to attend the celebration. I knew my friends would be enjoying the summer by going to pool parties, day parties and generally doing whatever they wanted to do.  I knew I would be unable to do so.  There was so much work to be done and the stakes were incredibly high.  I was blessed to receive an offer of employment prior to graduating from law school from a Raleigh law firm.  But my offer was contingent upon me successfully passing the Bar Exam in July 2011.  And although firm leadership made it clear that you could take the test again in February should you not pass, I knew that I did not want to have that stress on my back.  I knew that I had to pass on my first attempt.  I was prepared to give everything I had inside of me to accomplish this goal.

 

So, what is the Bar Exam?  It is an entrance examination administered by states to students who have graduated with a law degree.  It tests most of the subjects learned (or should have learned) during law school.  The Bar Exam is offered two times per year – in July and February.  The July examination has historically been administered on the last Tuesday and Wednesday in July.  In North Carolina, it was a two-day examination with 12 essays and 200 multiple choice questions.  Overall, the exam lasted for 12-hours over the two-day period.  It is a beast of an examination.

 

What is bar preparation?  It is exactly what it sounds like.  It is the period of time you spend studying to take the Bar Exam.   Law schools typically advise students to enroll in a formal bar preparation course.  But, as with most services, it comes with a pretty hefty price tag.  Luckily for me, the firm who made a contingent offer of employment to me was invested in my success.  So, they paid for my bar preparation course, which cost a few thousand dollars.  But for the firm paying for the course, I would have either had to borrow the money from friends/family, apply for loans, or not enroll in the class at all.  Of course, some students studied independently without taking a formal class. Some students willingly chose this option, while others were forced to do so because they did not have the funds to pay for the preparation course.

 

The bar preparation class started the Monday after I graduated in mid-May 2011.  The class was prerecorded, so you reported to a classroom in the law school to watch a three-hour video on a legal topic such as Torts or Criminal Law.  The preparation class provided each student with an outline for each subject to be covered, which you could fill in as you watched the lectures.  At the end of each session, the goal was to have a nice condensed outline of the subject you studied that day. Some of the topics we covered were: Criminal law, Criminal Procedure, Civil Procedure, Evidence, Torts, Contracts, Business Associations, Property, Real Estate Finance and a host of others.  I want to say there were about 25 topics that could potentially be tested.

 

After the first couple of days of class, I knew I needed to maximize my time.  So, I developed a strict study schedule.  I arrived at the law school at 7:00 a.m. I started reviewing the material from the previous day from 7:00 a.m. until 9:00 a.m., which is when we could watch the pre-recorded lecture for the day.  From 9:00 a.m. until about 12:00 p.m., I sat in the class, took notes, and tried to absorb all of the concepts that were being thrown at us.  At times, I felt that the lectures were a review of material I learned during my three years of law school, but other times the material was new. 

 

I usually ate lunch from 12:00 p.m. until 12:30 or 12:45 p.m.  Around 1:00 p.m., I went to my private study location in the law school.  So, this is where I have to show some love to one of my wonderful professors and acknowledge the importance of building strong relationships.  I had one professor who gave me a key to her office.  She told me I could use her office to study because she would be away from the law school for about a month.  When she returned, however, she knew I would not have a silent place to study, so she gave me the keys to another room in the law school library.  This room was secluded.  There were no windows or students to offer distractions.  The room was equipped with a small couch, good lighting and a nice desk.  I spent all of my time in this room.  I took naps on the couch.  To keep it 100, I even took naps on the floor, since the couch was so small.   

 

While studying, I still wanted to take some time to laugh and try to have some semblance of normalcy.  The best way to do this was through social media.  So, I instituted a very strict break routine.  If I started studying at 1:00 p.m., I would work until 1:50 p.m.  Then, for ten minutes, from 1:50-2:00, I would either take a quick nap, return text messages, or browse social media.  But no matter what, at 2:00 p.m., I would get back to studying.  I repeated this cycle until I finally left the law school at 7:00 p.m.  Once I got home, I immediately went to the gym to hit the weights and then I would eat dinner.  By 9:00 p.m., I would sit back down to review topics for another hour or so.  Finally, by 11:00 p.m., I went to bed.  I repeated this cycle every day from mid-May through  July 23.  At that point, I stopped studying all together.  I knew I would be taking the examination on July 26-27.  I knew that I was ready. And, if by chance I was not ready, there was nothing I could do, so I decided to relax my mind.  

 

In hindsight, I believe I over studied for the Bar Exam.  I believe I could have passed the examination if I had studied for 10 hours per day instead of 12-14 hours per day.  I’d be lying if I said this period did not challenge me in just about every conceivable way.  There were times when I felt that I was not doing enough. There were times when I felt incredibly confident.  There were times when I was just in a bad mood because my entire summer was spent holed up in a room with just my thoughts, faith and books.  In an odd way, being able to endure this process in 2011 has helped me cope with the solitude and stress of the global pandemic.

 

To those who are interested in a career in the law, I would encourage you to really think about the benefits and the sizeable costs of pursuing a legal career.  Not every lawyer is wealthy.  The truth is, the legal field is hard, time consuming and particularly difficult if you are a minority.  African-Americans only make up 5% of the legal field.  But if you want to do it, or want to speak to someone about this field, I am happy to share my experience. 

 

Peace  

Politics as Usual: Focus on the Goal at Hand

2020 has been a strange year.  From the untimely deaths of icons, to COVID-19, to earthquakes in North Carolina.  Despite the strangeness of the year, for those politically inclined, we have an opportunity and obligation to vote 45 (and others at the state levels) out of office.  Politically inclined citizens must choose a side.    That said, publicly besmirching candidates at this point in time is counterproductive.  Some time ago, I read a book regarding leadership.  It stated that leaders should praise in public, while criticizing in private.  This principle can be applied to the political world.  Supporters of 45 will defend him at all costs—despite his inability to lead. You know why?  They recognize the power in the Office of the President and do not want to lose that power.  Now behind closed doors, I find it hard to believe that the educated segment of his base of supporters are not criticizing his administration.  To get him out of office, however, Democrats will need to unify behind the Democratic nominees for President and Vice President. 

The time to openly criticize (potentially dividing the party) was during the Democratic Primaries.  This was the time to point out inconsistencies in a candidate’s record, or in their personal life, or to otherwise express a grievance.  That time has passed. Despite living in the information age, many people have not educated themselves about the candidates or the political process.  So, they are more impressionable and politically naïve than those who are more informed.  When informed (or semi-informed) folks make Facebook, or Instagram posts or share negative articles besmirching nominees, or suggesting that people not vote, the impact will hurt the Goal of voting 45 out of office.  At this point, Biden is the Democratic Presidential candidate.  And, as of August 11, 2020, Biden selected Senator Kamala Harris as his Vice-Presidential candidate.  They may not be your first choices, but they are what we have.  Again, for the sake of winning, this is not the time to criticize candidates for decisions made 20 years ago (at least not publicly).  The goal may not be divisiveness.  Some believe criticizing candidates will help them reach a euphoric state of “wokeness.”  Some believe it is helpful to the Goal, but it most certainly is not.  It detracts from the Goal.

Biden’s selection of Harris as his VP candidate is historically significant.  Women have been ignored, for many years, and are still underpaid and treated unfairly in many areas of life.  In fact, women (of any race) were not allowed to participate in the democratic process until August 18, 1920—almost 100 years ago to the day.   Sure, many women have had successful political careers.  But the White House has evaded women.   In 1972, Shirley Chisolm, a Black woman, became the first African American woman to campaign for the Democratic Party presidential nomination.  Although unsuccessful, she was a trailblazer, nonetheless.  Her campaign moved the needle for women, even if just a hair. In 2016, more than 40 years after Ms. Chisolm, Hillary Clinton moved the needle even more as she won the Democratic Party presidential nomination. However, she lost the election to 45.  But a short four years later, we are only three months from potentially having a Black woman in the White House as VP.  Politics aside, this would be a huge win for women.  And, with her relative youth (55 years old), she could be well positioned for a run at the top spot in a few years.

Outside of obvious political slights, Black women in particular have been mistreated, underappreciated and overlooked in every facet of life.  Yet, Black women move forward as leaders of households, business, sports, law, medicine, education and every other area.  And the Federal Government has been on notice of this disparate treatment for years.  Lest we forget about the Civil Rights Act of 1964.  Although it is widely considered a civil rights bill to help level the playing field for Black folks in employment, it also includes language aimed to level the playing field for women.   

The truth is, women have to be more qualified, experienced and have to walk and talk a certain way.  They have to dress a certain way.  They are criticized for being too emotional.  A woman who is passionate and firm, is often labeled and called derogatory names.  Sadly, many of the unfair critiques come from other women, not just chauvinistic men.  For a quick, high profile example of this theory in action, think about the 2016 Presidential Election.  Some people criticized Hillary Clinton, clearly one of the most qualified candidates—male or female—to ever enter the Presidential race simply because of her gender, not based on any legitimate, non-gender related reason.    And others refused to consider her because they believed a woman could not effectively operate in the highest office.  Seriously, she lost to an unqualified, uncouth, racist, reality star.  Now, if that same qualified woman is “Black,” her struggle intensifies tenfold.  Regardless of your political affiliation, Senator Kamala Harris is a Black woman.  She attended an HBCU and is a member of a Divine nine organization.  You cannot lose sight of the forest for the trees.  Remember the Goal, which is to unseat 45.

I still remember when Barack Obama was elected as the President of the United States in 2008.  I was so proud of him.  But I was also proud for us, as Black men.  For members of the Silent Generation and Baby Boomers who lived through the Civil Rights Movement, I could only imagine how they must have felt.  In the years since his election, Obama has become an even bigger symbol of hope for the Black community, and particularly Black men.    There was a time not too terribly long ago that a Black man becoming the President was not possible.  Hell, we were fighting to just be able to ride on the same buses as White people.  Post-Obama, Black parents can tell their children that they can be anything they want to be—even holding the highest office in the U.S.  

Should Senator Harris succeed in November, I have little doubt that her impact would be just as big for Black girls and women.  This event would unequivocally move the needle.  During a time when Black Women are under attack by law enforcement (RIP Breonna Taylor, Sandra Bland and many others), this would be a nice win for Black women.  Lord knows they deserve it.  In the meantime, those who are politically inclined should remember that she will be under attack from 45.  So, at least for the next three months, we should think twice about the impact of “woke” posts regarding Harris because of the impact the divisive comments could have on the ultimate Goal: Unseating 45.

 

Peace 

To Vote or Not to Vote: That is the Question

 

The year is 2020.  And for many citizens, this has been one of the most challenging years in recent history.  Due in large part to a global pandemic, millions are without jobs (and many without hope!).  2020 also happens to be a general election year (150 years after the passage of the 15^th Amendment).  So, some citizens will be heading to polls to vote for political candidates. But everyone who is eligible to vote will not be doing so.  There is a wide schism amongst citizens regarding whether participating in the democratic system makes sense.  Some believe casting a vote is an exercise in futility.  They believe total withdrawal from the system is the answer.  Others believe the political system is flawed, but it is the only system we have to govern our country. For those who are undecided on this critical issue, it is important to understand—at least at a high level—the historical context encapsulating the issue of voting.  This is particularly important for Black folk because people have literally died for us to be able to have a voice. 

Maybe the most fundamental tenet of democracy is voting.  The framers of the U.S. Constitution ensured the right to vote was included in the Constitution.  But, as we know, fundamental rights have not always been afforded to everyone.  In fact, the white men who drafted the Constitution only guaranteed these rights for one segment of the population: White men.  Black people and women (of any race) were not part of this group, and thus were not granted this right.  And were not able to participate in the voting system (at least in theory) until many years later.  But, let’s take a quick look at the ideal of democracy. This is a system where citizens elect representatives to represent their interests. In theory, this is a much better system than a monarchy where one man has unfettered power to make all decisions.     

So when did Black folks gain the right to vote?  On February 3, 1870, Congress ratified the Fifteenth Amendment to the U.S. Constitution.  In part, it provided: “rights of citizens of the United States to vote shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any state on account of race, color, or previous conditions of servitude.”  This ushered in a time when Black folks voted and held positions in Congress.  However, this period of progress was short-lived.  By 1900, states discovered ways to work around the law, including literacy tests and poll taxes.  Remember: Many of the Black folks who could suddenly vote after the passage of the 15^th Amendment were former slaves.  Thus, it was illegal for them to learn to read and write.  Many were destitute.  So, how the hell could they pass these voting tests?  And, the shadow of the KKK loomed in the background for many would-be voters in the South.  They terrorized Black folks in every conceivable manner.  That begs the question.  If there is no power in the vote, why were there so many people trying to keep Black folk from voting? 

I want to focus your attention on the 1960s.  This was a transformative period. This was years after Brown v. Board of Education, the landmark U.S. Supreme Court decision that struck down the doctrine of separate but equal (Segregation) in 1954.  But, the federal government refused to enforce this ruling on the states.  So, many states simply ignored the ruling and continued with their Jim Crow segregation practices.  This meant that Black people continued being relegated to second class citizenry.  We still had to sit in the back of buses.  We were required to watch movies from the balcony of movie theaters.  We could spend money at some businesses, but could not receive food from lunch counters.  I cannot even imagine how our ancestors must have felt.  But, one thing I know about Black people is that we are resilient.    

The Civil Rights Movement was an ugly time.  So many Black people lost their lives, freedom, and endured inconceivable torture from racists—including politicians, law enforcement officials, the system of government (all levels) and regular citizens.  This was a time when Black folk in Nashville, TN (and other Southern cities) aggressively protested segregation.  They staged sit-ins at department stores, movie theaters and other public facilities where the Black dollar was accepted, but we were not allowed to work in these stores, or even to purchase food from counters in these locations.  The folks who participated in these protests often were spat on, struck with Billy clubs, punched, kicked, hosed, attacked by vicious dogs, repeatedly thrown in jail, and even murdered.  They demanded that the government tear down all tenets of Jim Crow.  They were tired of waiting patiently.  They wanted fair treatment in all areas.

By the mid-1960s, SNCC (and other Civil Rights Groups), focused on voting rights.  Of the many southern states where voter suppression was a problem, Mississippi was likely the worst of the lot. Historical context is important here.  The battle for voting rights occurred after: The Freedom Riders, The Civil Rights Act of 1964, and the March on Washington.   Mississippi was a particularly vile place where many cities had less than 1% of Black folks registered to vote.  To effectively fight this battle, SNCC moved its headquarters from Atlanta to Mississippi.  SNCC and many other groups and individuals staged protests and other nonviolent efforts to ensure that Black folks could vote.  This included voter registration and voter education.  Of course, many people were killed, imprisoned, harassed, and the like.  But, these efforts, along with many other efforts, finally led to the passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965, which more clearly prohibited racial discrimination in voting.  This passage attempted to fill in the gaps left by the 15^th Amendment.  However, even to this day, there are racists who are hell bent on suppressing the Black vote.  If the Black vote were not important, why would they be so opposed to it?

Democracy is an imperfect system.  Many people are tired of empty promises from politicians.  Managing expectations of the government is imperative.  That is knowing that there are multiple layers of government.  There is a system of checks and balances among the three branches of government.  Unfortunately, some people focus only on the Office of the President.  This kind of thinking completely underestimates the power and importance of local and state politics.  So, you know that racist district attorney who prosecuted your cousin for a crime he did not commit? You can vote him out of office.  Hell, you can become that district attorney.  What about the judge who unfairly sentenced your father to 10 years in prison for possession of marijuana?  Well, you can also vote her out of office.  What about the senator who ignores issues that affect your life?  You get the point.   The system is not perfect.  Voter suppression still exists.  But, some would say that withdrawing from the democratic system without having a tangible plan to replace it is akin to spitting in the faces of the people who died for us to have a voice.

 

Peace

 

Lessons From a New-Ish Father: The Importance of Competition

Learning how to compete is a vital life lesson. I have known this for many years, but on May 6, 2019, my life changed forever.  On this day, my young King was born. To say that the birth of my son has been a life changing, mind altering experience would be an understatement.  From the moment I laid eyes on him, a feeling of immeasurable love consumed me.  And, at the same time, I knew that I wanted to do anything in my power to protect him (and ultimately to teach him to protect himself). During the last fifteen months, these emotions have grown with each passing day.  I will teach him many lessons as he grows.  He will learn that our history does not begin with slavery.  Instead, our history is filled with kings, queens, conquerors, mathematicians and philosophers.  But I want him to also learn the importance of competition. 

 

Prior to playing organized team sports in the second grade, I played throw-up-tackle (football) in my neighborhood.  We certainly did not have pads or helmets, but this did not stop us.  In the second grade, I started playing football for an up-and-coming pop warner football team in my hometown of Winston-Salem, NC.  My team was full of kids from different neighborhoods, different socioeconomic backgrounds, different races and religions. 

 

Back to the importance of competition.  Although we were young, the pop warner football league was full contact.  We wore helmets, pads, mouth guards and the like.  If you have ever played football or have children who have, you likely know that you do not receive your football equipment on the first day of practice.  It usually takes a few weeks, but once the pads arrive, you know it will soon be time for full contact.  Depending on how you are built, this could be a good or a bad thing.  Either way, when the pads arrive, there is nowhere to hide on the football field.  If you do not embrace the physicality of the sport, your peers will not respect you and you might end up being labeled as “scary” or “soft,” which is a reputation that can follow a person for many years.    

 

I remember the first day of full contact practice.  Although I had played football in my neighborhood and on the playground at school, I had no experience with pads.  I remember hearing about a drill called “Bull-in-the-Ring.”  I was not sure what this drill would consist of.  However, it did not take long before I learned that this drill would require you to stand in the middle of a circle of your teammates.  While in the middle, the coach would randomly call out the name of a player to charge at you in the ring.  Your goal was to meet whoever was called out head-on in the middle of the ring.  When called into the middle, you usually had to stay there for a few rounds before the coach called someone to replace you.  This drill taught you to become comfortable with physical contact.  And, if you had never experienced this kind of contact, it would help you see what your fight or flight reaction would be because failing to “fight” in a game could lead to serious injury.  This drill made you compete, even when you were too young to necessarily understand what that meant or how it would affect your life moving forward.  I played football for a few years.  I believe playing football helped me begin forming my competitive spirit, which I carry with me today on and off the field.

 

In the sixth grade, I started playing organized basketball.  But, before I discuss that experience, I have to provide some context.  One year prior, so my last year in elementary school, I had an experience on the playground that represented a crossroad for me.  Prior to this day, I had never played basketball—organized or otherwise.  I was a football guy.  But, for whatever reason, this day I decided to try my hand at playing basketball.  When I tell you I was terrible, I mean terrible.  The kids who played ball, who were also my friends, let me know that I was a terrible basketball player.  This was embarrassing, but I did not want anyone to know how bad I felt. I also knew that I would learn the game and become one of the best in my city.

 

That night, when my mom came home from work, I asked her to buy me a basketball.  I was determined to never be laughed at because of my inability to play basketball.  Without going into too much detail, I began practicing dribbling in my parents’ basement.  Soon, I asked my mother to buy VHS (yes, I’m that old) instructive tapes on ball handling, shooting, passing and dribbling.  By the next year, I was playing in the Youth Basketball League at the Central YMCA.  Although I was not yet the best player in my age group, I was a respectable basketball player—and no longer a laughing stock. I believe my previous experiences competing on the football field taught me how to compete in this new sport.    

 

Now, back to my son.  I intend to introduce him to sports as early as possible.  He is only fifteen months old, but we spend time most days shooting on a little tikes basketball goal.  He is still too young to really understand what he is doing, but I believe that kids emulate what they see from their parents.  So, I’ll keep working with him.  And, when he is older, I want to introduce him to martial arts or boxing, which are not team sports.  But they teach lessons of constraint and discipline, which are also very important.  They teach you that although you will be a teammate at times, there will be times when you will be alone. 

 

So why is competition so important to me?  When you learn how to compete, you necessarily learn to deal with disappointment through losses.  These lessons learned in sports are a microcosm for life outside of a sports field or court. People who learn to deal with wins and losses at an early age have an advantage over folks who learn this lesson later or never. These folks are also less likely to overreact to a bad result.  These folks also know how to dig just a little bit deeper because they are aware of what the competition is likely doing to prepare.  Thus, I do not believe in participation trophies once a child is old enough to understand competition.  In life, when applying for a job, you either land the job, or not.  There are no participation trophies in adulthood.  So, learning these lessons early in life prepares us to succeed in various aspects of adulthood.    I want my son to know how to deal with wins and losses, so that he will hopefully be able to maintain an appropriate demeanor whether he is winning or losing.  Afterall, nobody likes to be around a sore loser or a person who gloats about every win.  Balance is key.

 

Peace