Posts Tagged ‘Justice

19
Jan
15

Early Owl Chat – MLK Day

A few songs to recall and reinvigorate the struggle.

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Shirley Verrett – Oh Freedom

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Mavis Staples – We Shall Not Be Moved

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20
Aug
14

We Are The Media

I haven’t written much about Ferguson since my last post, mostly because I can’t believe that in 2014 we’re reliving the 1960s.

But, this is something I haven’t done in the string of nights of unrest. I haven’t once turned on our vaunted mainstream media. No CNN, no MSNBC, heavens no Fox News. I’ve relied solely on Twitter to get information.

“But LL,” someone will say, “Twitter? People writing from their parents’ basements?”

Here’s a bit of what Twitter has produced.

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18
Aug
14

Night owl chat – Paul Robeson

True story: Every once in a while, I’ll break out into “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot”. And invariably, it’s Paul Robeson who tries to come out. He doesn’t, but once you hear him singing that song, no other voice can fill it  in your head.

For our night owl chat, some of the inestimable Paul Robeson.

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Ol’ Man River

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Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child

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10
Aug
14

Night owl chat – What’s Going On?

Because Brother Marvin’s words are still timely

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What’s Going On?

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What’s Happening Brother?

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30
Apr
14

On the death penalty

2000-03-01

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I will start by saying this.

There are times I read or hear about a case. Someone who, for example, rapes and murders a child. And my gut reaction is to say, “Kill him”. He doesn’t merely deserve to be removed from society, but to be denied of life for his abomination. It is a gut reaction, a cry of the heart, a revulsion at a crime so heinous that it defies understanding. And as humans, often what we don’t understand must be excised, like a cancer. I know if someone murdered a person I loved, my thirst for vengeance would be nigh unquenchable, sated only by the ending of his or her own life.

In Iran a few weeks ago, a young life was about to be extinguished in punishment for murder. The noose was around his neck. He was begging and pleading for his life. Then, the mother of the boy he killed ascended to the hangman’s platform. She slapped the convicted’s face. And then she told the executioner to remove the noose.

This happened in what many Americans consider to be a barbaric, retrograde state, a terrorist state, opposed to all we hold dear. A mother climbed onto the platform where her son’s murderer was about to be executed, and forgave him. No more blood would be spilled. The cycle would end then and there.

Yesterday, an execution in Oklahoma was botched due to an incorrect mixing of the lethal cocktail. This was an execution pushed for by Oklahoma Governor Mary Fallin. She suspended the second—SECOND—execution scheduled for that day “pending further review”.

But we have much to learn from that courageous Iranian mother.

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