how are white males going to be punished for the acts they commit against black men when we teach our babies that white men are our jesus?If you ain't gonna do shyt to punish them, and they won't punish themselves, i'd call it a free pass
As a group, we've clearly accepted it.
If not we would have joined Garvey.. or Elijah... or malcolm.
Or when mlk died we would have picked up where he left off and demanded our check.
Not even gonna get into the panthers.
Not even gonna get into the billions of dollars of drug money we squandered during the 80's and 90's.
Not even gonna get into the squandered hundreds of millions made off the music industry in the 90's-2000s..
Not even gonna bring up how africa is the most resource rich continent in the world and still poor as fukk REFUSING to be free.
Jason Black is right about this
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The gender of the white supremacists is irrelevant when it comes to upholding white supremacy - what's important is their whiteness.
The gender of the person being victimized by white supremacy is irrelevant - what's important is their non whiteness.
The only relevant religion in the system of white supremacy is white supremacy itself.
ofcourse considering the fact that white male are calling the shots in Washington dc
Free White & 21
AAGang
White women are upholding and benefiting from the shots called by white men. The shots are called to ensure white PEOPLE are on top at the expense of non whites - especially blacks.
Location is irrelevant in a system of white supremacy. The system is global.
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Definitely can attest to this my family had cotton harvesters, wheat combines and tractors way back in the '50s, CACs got jealous and sabotaged the business on every front imaginable, I'm supposed to be a fukkin millionaire at the least right now but white supremacy denied me that future.
Oh and jason black makes some good points but sometimes he falls way off the mark, especially concerning matters on what black people are doing in Africa he simply just needs to research more. People think economics are the end all be all but I come from a family that had the economics and it was outright took from us, we need to link up with Africa and use some of those strategic minerals as leverage like Malcolm had planned.
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I mean got damn how many times are we suppose to keep starting over doing the same stuff this shyt is the definition of insanity.
I'm in favor of reparations so I give no pass for those sort of crimes.When black people make poorly researched 'smart nikka' arguments against reparations (like Obama did) and complain about activist groups and BLM being infiltrated by homos, liberals and jews as an excuse to not put in work, I blame them.
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Gentrification threatens Chinatowns across the US
Chinatown increasingly white, wealthy: study
This "model minority" shyt that is almost always devoid of historical context that gets used to shyt on Black people needs to go too.
Old, but he always talked about having the big-booty Nicki Minaj look-alike when he had his trucking business before it went under.been listening to that dude off and on for a number of years and have never heard him mention anything about a wife, girlfriend, or jumpoff in his personal life. always all up in everybody else's business.
does he even like females?
And you believe him
I really dont care about that tbh, I listen to him for his and PBT views about politics and social issues. They are the only ones out there who are breaking it down by the numbers. He's bringing on a informative Black perspective on things that you wont hear on CNN. The way he goes hard on c00ns, wenches, sellouts, cacs, and white supremacists is a breath of fresh air.And you believe him
Lets hope the next generation in that family wont squander the business away. There should be more of this in EVERY black city in the nation tbh,@Slang Dussain Ali
"Actually the people do need to be divided. Need to divide blacks with visions of black excellence from blacks with visions of...nothing.
Black isn't too far off in his assessment. It is the Civil Rights generation who dropped the ball. They begged to be accepted by whites, THEN they didn't raise their kids to be shyt. Their kids, my parents, were the ones to start dropping out and chasing cool."
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Personally, I've done well with the knowledge and wisdom I've received from the elders of the civil rights era. i humbled myself, opened my mind and ears and let them drop pearls on me. helped me avoid a lot of pitfalls that they had already experienced!
think about who's dying from the heroin and fentanyl drug epidemic of today. it's not our community. those before us(chasing cool) went thru those battles and put the dna in us to lead us away from that poison and destruction.
think about the coli servers going crazy working overtime with all these NBA players minting new mega million contracts. think about the NFL players ready to lobby their union and league for a greater piece of this apple pie. none of that gets done without the efforts of the civil rights pioneers.
praises due to the elders and ancestors both living and passed on.
i think you'll like this article!!!!!
Leon’s Thriftway may be the oldest black-owned grocery store in the country
Leon Stapleton got the store after the riots following the Martin Luther King Jr. assassination in 1968
“Mr. Leon,” 90, still comes in daily, and customers, many of them poor and without cars, rely on the store
All seven of Stapleton’s children worked there. Some still do. Same for 23 grandchildren
Leon Stapleton, 90, opened his grocery store following the 1968 Kansas City riots. With hard work, old-fashioned customer service and dedication to helping others, Leon’s Thriftway remains open today. Monty Davis The Kansas City Star
BY DONALD BRADLEY
dbradley@kcstar.com
A shopper at Leon’s Thriftway leaned close to a sack of potatoes.
Sure could use some, holiday weekend and all. But the woman had come on a bus and used a cane.
Too much lugging on a hot day.
But Leashell Jackson left with those potatoes. Riding in style. A fine pickup with air conditioning, and she doesn’t even have that in her house.
Driving was “Mr. Leon” himself. He’s 90 and still comes to work every day to the old store in Kansas City, Mo. Last fall, he almost closed the place down.
But that didn’t happen because Leon Stapleton, who fought off racism, poverty and competition from big, fancy supermarkets to become the owner of what might be the country’s oldest black-owned grocery store, gave in to a neighborhood.
People depend on this place. The store can be busy when the parking lot is mostly empty because many shoppers walk or ride the bus. That’s why they come the next day too. Or even later the same day.
They don’t buy more than they can carry.
Many of them – or their mother, father, son, daughter, sister or brother – worked there at some point. Generations of families have shopped there.
That’s why everyone smiles when they see Mr. Leon, who got the place after a Molotov cocktail crashed through the window during the 1968 riots when Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated. Nobody wanted it after that.
And nearly half a century later, Leon’s Thriftway stands as a crisp green oasis in Kansas City’s food desert. When times are lean, shoppers might get a little credit or even a free bag of groceries if Stapleton knows you, and he knows pretty much everybody who comes through the door.
Loyal customers, he says. Just not enough of them.
“I was ready to quit last fall, but nobody wanted me to,” Stapleton said. “I thought it was time. You know what those big new stores look like now.
“This place is a peanut stand.”
Adeina Thomas doesn’t see it that way. She’s 41 and says she’s been shopping there for 41 years.
“I was coming in here when I was in my mama’s belly,” she said. “Mr. Leon watched me grow up. And he got on me when I acted bad.
“To this day, he talks to me like I’m one of his kids.”
All seven of Stapleton’s children worked there. Some still do. Same for 23 grandchildren, including Stevan August, who runs the liquor department.
“I’m pretty sure when you go into one of the big grocery chains, they don’t give you a ride home if it’s raining,” he said. “Happens all the time here. That’s the way my grandfather has run this place all these years, and that’s why it’s still here.”
Not that working for Grandpa is easy.
“Oh no, he’s old school,” August said quickly. “He’s fun. But he don’t play.”
Quick story: When August worked there in high school, he helped himself to some deodorant. Cleanly, he thought.
The next day, his grandfather bought something and made sure the boy saw him pay for it. Then he walked over to his grandson and told him that was the second time he’d purchased the item.
“If I can pay for something twice, you can pay once.”
A Monday morning in 1946.
Leon Stapleton put on a suit and hat for his first day of work at a Safeway grocery store. He didn’t particularly want the job. He’d just came home from the war and had a little Army money.
He wanted to take it easy, do some gambling and chase girls.
Well, yeah.
But this preacher — his preacher — convinced him to take the job. Seems talks had been ongoing to get the big grocery store chains around Kansas City to hire black employees.
Stapleton, who grew up in New Franklin, Mo., was a little nervous when he showed up that first day at the Safeway. And not just because he’d obviously overdressed.
His new boss had lined up the 18 other employees to meet him. Only two would shake his hand. Some put their hands behind their backs.
Stapleton got paid 80 cents an hour for working in the produce section.
“I got called every name you could think of,” Stapleton said. “At first. But then they were liking me and inviting me to their houses.
“Guess they figured out I was human.”
When African-Americans started moving south, Safeway switched him to a store in that direction. He endured the slurs again. Only this time, he gave back all he got.
“I got to be like Richard Pryor,” he said with a laugh.
He hadn’t known it at first, but his hiring at Safeway was followed by those for others at Kroger, A&P and Milgram stores, which sort of makes Stapleton a Jackie Robinson of grocery desegregration in Kansas City.
Over the years, he learned all aspects of the grocery business – and his family grew. By 1968, he and his wife, Willosia, had seven children, and he had been made manager at a new store.
In April of that year, the King assassination brought riots to cities across the country, including Kansas City. Stapleton knew his store lay in the path. He got a chaise lounge and sat in front of the store that night. The rioters came.
“They looked at me and left it alone,” Stapleton said. “They went on. I heard one of them say something about Mr. Leon.”
The store that would eventually be his did not fare so well. Its windows were crashed. A Molotov cocktail set a fire inside. People came to Stapleton and asked how he would like to be the first black man to own a chain supermarket in Kansas City.
“I don’t have any money,” he answered.
“We’ll get you an SBA (Small Business Administration) loan,” they told him.
He went home and talked to Willosia.
“Well,” she told him, “you’ve been gambling all your life. I’m with you.”
He smiled when he shared that part of the story. He’d shot a lot of craps in the Army. Willosia died at age 80 in 2009. They’d been married 63 years.
“I couldn’t get a better answer than that.”
Rain fell a recent day as Johnie Stephens parked his pickup in front of Leon’s Thriftway in the Seven Oaks Shopping Center.
He could drive to one of the fancy supermarkets with a deli, a salad bar, a floral shop and dry cleaners. He shook his head. No, he doesn’t need those things. He’s been shopping at Leon’s for 35 years.
“I’m here damned near every day,” Stephens said. “You know how some people own a business and think they’re above you? Not Leon. He’s earthly.”
Inside the store that morning, a half dozen or so family members were already at work, including oldest daughter Debra Lee, 63, who worked 40 years in the meat department before retiring but still comes in to help.
The whole family has tried to keep the store running, she said, “and I guess maybe that’s all we know how to do.”
Granddaughter Tiffany Stapleton said the store is the first job for everyone in the family, for most while still in grade school. Some went on to college.
“We could all go somewhere else, but this is about family and about legacy,” she said.
Another granddaughter, Michelle Mitchell, nodded.
“He’s my grandpa, my mentor and my hero,” she said.
Mike Luster, 71, is not family, but he’s worked at the store 31 years. He said people don’t know about all the summer jobs for college students and sponsoring of ball teams that Stapleton has provided.
He calls his boss “Mr. Leon” even though he’s been told that’s not necessary.
“My father wasn’t around much growing up,” Luster said. “I’d see him (Stapleton) here with his kids all the time. He’ll always be Mr. Leon to me.”
Gary Shelly stocked the bread aisle. As coincidence has it, his bread route includes the store of his youth. Very little shoplifting at this store, he said.
“When you feed the neighborhood, you get respect,” Shelly said.
Longtime employee Raymond Criswell told how regulars last fall mounted a petition drive to keep the store open. One woman, he remembered, let loose an earful when she heard it might close.
“I didn’t know an old lady could talk so dirty,” Criswell said with a chuckle.
As usual, Stapleton arrived about 10 a.m. He makes rounds, checks produce and greets customers before leaving to play golf.
In 2005, he received the Carl R. Johnson Humanitarian Award for his work in desegregating the local grocery industry, but he’d much rather talk about the hole-in-one he made five years later on the No. 2 hole at Minor Park.
Golf is his passion now. The store is in good hands and business is better. He’s glad not to deal with much of the day-to-day stuff.
Particularly staffing. Not long ago, he had a problem with young employees missing shifts, so he hired older women.
“That was worse,” he said. “They were giving away liquor to their friends.”
He’s a spry gentleman. But he’s also 90. He knows he can’t go forever. He also knows that family members say they want to keep the store going. Maybe, maybe not.
But that’s all down the road. For now, he’s still working and giving folks like Leashell Jackson rides home when they buy more than they can lug home.
The day this past week as they rode along, she talked about Jesus, her car breaking down and what’s wrong with kids today. He drove and nodded and said “uh-huh” a lot.
At the woman’s house, he carried groceries to the door.
“I gotta go, baby,” he told her.
“Don’t tell me chivalry is dead,” Jackson said from the porch. “It’s alive and well at Leon’s Thriftway.”
Then the man a neighborhood knows as Mr. Leon headed back to his store.
Back to the people who need him.
Read more here: Leon’s Thriftway may be the oldest black-owned grocery store in the country
COmmunity Pride, a black-owned grocery store chain, was in every black neighboorhood in Richmond where the white-owned grocery stores would not go too. Too bad it went under.