"For quite a few black preachers the pandemic destroyed their ability to live high off the hog. Now that the black church doors are open new cars will be rolling, the life of high hog living is back cause black preachers are now strolling and the black preachers will be patrolling the tithing plates enough with all that consoling. We all know that for many black preachers life again is damn golden."
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Sunday, June 13, 1967
54th Anniversary of Thurgood Marshall’s Nomination
Supreme Court Associate Justice
The Constitution of the United States Was Justice Marshall’s Wakanda
Our Legal T’Challa - Thurgood Marshall
Today 54 years ago President Lyndon Baines Johnson nominated Thurgood Marshall to be the first black Associate Justice for the US Supreme Court. The Supreme Court occupied a special place in our historic fight for civil rights. First, it was the place where justice died for Black Americans. Then for a short period of time a more liberal leaning court became a beacon for Black Americans to seek shelter from the vile hatred of a majority of the nation's white people who sought to oppress people of color. Thurgood Marshall was the symbolic justice for that movement towards black equality. Well, those days have turned and the current Supreme Court seems to reverting back to the days when Black Americans had no friend among the 9 justices. Even when one of those justices is black.
Papa Joe and Michigan Bo born of the same cloth
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Don't mess with our images
Hell we're white men who coached college football
What's a little sexual deviation amongst friends
We were hailed as American heroes
Now in death we've become American zeroes
Nothing happy about that valley
That big house seemed to be the in house for sexual deviants
Oh well Papa Joe and Michigan Bo soon to be forgotten
Closed eyes makes these men's deeds damn rotten
Eudora Welty wrote this story for the New Yorker Magazine after the murder of Medgar Evers in Jackson, Mississippi on June 12. 1963. She didn't use the names of either Medgar Evers or his murderer. Nor did she use Jackson, Mississippi as the city where the murder occurred. However, her first-person account coming from the perspective of the white racist assassin details what Byron De La Beckwith may have been thinking prior to and after his murderous deed. I reading this story because on The Blackman's Read Aloud Hour I read How To Be An Antiracist, by Ibram Kendi. Surely, Medgar Evers was the ultimate antiracist murdered by the worst of all racist bigots. We still suffer in this nation from men who think as Medgar Evers murderer thought on June 12, 1963.. It must get better, it has to get better, doesn't it?
58 years ago today Medgar Evers was living the life of a dedicated, principled, husband, and father working to secure civil rights for the black residents of Mississippi, especially Jackson, Mississippi. Medgar was working as the Mississippi State Field Secretary for the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. Medgar Evers knew that every time he he left his home he had a target on his back from the KKK and the White Citizens Councils in Mississippi. He and his wife Myrlie, had discussions about the dangers Medgar Evers faced doing the work that he was doing in Mississippi. On this day, June 11, 1963, President Kennedy was preparing to speak to the nation that evening about pushing the nation ahead to pass a much needed Civil Rights Bill in Congress. The violence that had was simmered and heated by racist whites in the south was affecting the international position of the United States. So, Medgar Evers had already prepared to watch the President's speech that evening in his NAACP office. There was a hint of excitement that the Kennedy Administration was finally going to move off the ball and truly push a civil rights agenda. Because at that moment on June 11, 1963 the position of Washington towards a civil rights agenda was met with trepidation in black communities across the nation. It seemed to many that the Kennedy Administration was more interested in working a non-position position on civil rights to satisfy the southern white elected democrats. So when Medgar Evers left his home that Tuesday morning little did he know that he would never open the door to his home again alive. You see lurking in Jackson, Mississippi was a sworn white arch enemy of southern black civil rights, Byron De La Beckwith, and he had a another plan which would hatch early Wednesday morning the murder of Medgar Evers. So started the last day in the life of a great civil rights hero Medgar Evers.