Huey Newton didnt even like the picture of him in the chair
- Rolling Stone Magazine 1970
Today, high up in the 25th floor of the poshy Lakeshore Apartments in Oakland, in a stucco and glass perch that commands an eye-flooding view of San Francisco Bay and that looks directly down on the courthouse where his imprisonment began, Newton still serves a sentence, perhaps more solitary now than he was in the state’s steel cubicle. The much talked-about penthouse apartment, rented as a tax write-off from various Black Panther enterprises, is like a two-bedroom, two-bath cage in which Newton paces almost constantly, seldom going out, and working long hours analyzing and developing his theories, speaking with a steady schedule of party members and supporters who come to plan and discuss Panther programs, and between that, working on three books simultaneously.
There was one best understood image of Huey Newton at that time which appeared everywhere in posters and buttons — Newton seated rigidly in the wicker chair of African kings, his beret drawn down over one eye, one hand gripping a shotgun and the other a spear.
It was a photo posed by then-Panther Minister of Information Eldridge Cleaver. Newton disliked it and even before he left prison ordered it discontinued.
The seething image of black revenge stuck, however, portraying Newton as an angry successor to Malcolm X — the street gang leader come to politics.