Pop & Timmy: Power Couple

Posted in Counter-racism with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on June 3, 2014 by CREE-EIGHT
This is the photo ESPN has  under the title of their article, "Pop and Timmy: Power Couple

This is the photo ESPN has under the title of their article, “Pop and Timmy: Power Couple

All of the rape of black men and boys so prevalent before the Confederation did battle with the Union forces. Well, it still goes on both literally and figuratively. White men are obsessed with dominating the sexuality of black people: including that of black males. All that sexual tension in this drama with Pop and Timmy.

I was gonna say that cantankerous Popovich—which rhymes with Papa B!tch— is a prize arse hole. Butt, that has too much sexual in-u-end-doe.

Hey, I didn’t even have to try to be clever. This stuff is just woven into their language.

I’ve gotten sucked [ 😉 ] into this NBA theater every year since LeBron James ran to the other plantation. I’m gonna try to make this the last year.


Just Say No to Combs

Posted in Counter-racism with tags , , , , , , on May 16, 2014 by CREE-EIGHT


It’s just plain math, i.e., logic. No one likes pain. IF combing hair causes pain and hair must/should be combed, THEN, hair that can be combed with no/less pain IS “good hair.”

Time is precious. IF combing hair rakes a lot of time and hair must/should be combed, THEN, hair that can be combed with no/less time IS “good hair.”

If you have very tightly coiled-hair that you don’t regularly change into not-so-bad hair with chemical or mechanical heat, your hair could logically be reasoned to be bad unless you style your hair WITHOUT COMBING in a manner that does not require pain or undue time (more than about 90 minutes per week). Or, unless you shave it all off.

I do not have “bad hair” and I am not bald. My hair is a mix of curls of various diameters (some natural and some fashioned with conditioner and my fingers) and naps and locs. I REASONABLY de-tangle my hair with my fingers before and after washing. I do use scissors to clean the lines here and there as I got myself emotionally unattached to length except enough to see the luxurious, has-its-own-mind textures. But, I’ve no need to rid my head of every single tangle anymore than I’ve a need for the shrubbery in my yard to look just like the grass. And, I get compliments all the time on both my hair and my yard.

I had a math problem to solve and I solved it.

In South Africa, during “apartheid,” white folks would administer the “comb test” to determine whether to classify some children as “coloured” (mixed race) and, therefore qualified to be spared of some mistreatment coming to those classified as black. THAT is a “racially biased” test if ever I heard of one. I refuse to administer it to myself.

I must, according to my counter-racist code, tell the truth about my weaknesses and faults in any matter that I solicit the same of others. And, that truth is that I did not correctly solve this problem at the time that I chose to have offspring. I solved the “bad hair” problem of my offspring by selecting a father with straight hair. He also has pink skin.

Who Stole all the Black Women from Britain?

Posted in Counter-racism on February 16, 2014 by CREE-EIGHT

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by Emma Dabiri

There is no love left between a black man and a black woman. Take me for instance. I love white women and hate black women. It’s just in me so deep that I don’t even try to get it out of me anymore. I’d jump over ten nigger bitches just to get to one white woman. Ain’t no such thing as an ugly white woman… and just to touch her long, soft, silky hair. There’s softness about a white woman, something delicate and soft inside of her. But a nigger bitch seems to be full of steel, granite-hard and resisting…I mean I can’t analyze it, but I know that the White man made the Black woman the symbol of slavery and the White woman the symbol of freedom. Everytime I’m embracing a Black woman, I’m embracing slavery, and when I put my arms around a White woman…

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Once Upon A Time….One Young Woman’s Journey Back to Her Roots

Posted in Counter-racism with tags , , , , , , , on September 24, 2013 by CREE-EIGHT

This is a reprint of an entry into a brand new blog about a subject that is as important as any that I can think of. In this issue of hair is wrapped every other issue of white domination. It is, I think, like pulse or blood pressure, a measure of ease with ourselves as we contend with all at odds with it. My personal observation: In the photos of JJ, her beauty increases with each step closer to her naturally luxurious crown (excessive coil-busting “fros” being better than hair that’s been laid to rest but a step away from the luxurious, vibrant texture in the last pic) . While some counter-examples may exist in which attractive presentation decreases with a more natural coiffure, I’ve never seen one. And, this, for me, is a purely aesthetic opinion, not a political one.

You can keep up with this young lady’s work in this area at her blog here on wordpress: JJ Goes Natural
Once Upon A Time….

My History, or Rather, Hairstory

If you would have told me years ago that I would eventually muster the courage to wear my hair in its natural state, I would have laughed in your face! I have to admit that I’ve been through it all with this hair of mine over the years.

I was born into the world with hair that would evolve from being baby soft to REALLY thick like millions of other Black women and men worldwide. My mother did not have too much difficultly maintaining my hair as a toddler, but my hair was seen as an insurmountable challenge for her as I got older. Washing it was easy, but combing and styling it was a whole ‘notha matter! It was very difficult for her to use straight-tooth combs in my hair since it was thick and tightly coiled. I would either flinch or cry while it took her HOURS to finish. I thought, “God, what could be worse than THIS?!” She couldn’t even do cornrows for the most part, so I usually had my hair put in bubbles and barrettes.
Me as a 4-year-old with no perm

She could stand no more of this by the time I turned 8, so I started to get my hair permed.

I can remember her coming home with the “Just For Me!” No Lye Relaxer (or Chemical Mutilator) for the first time. It was this white box with the faces of other young black girls on the cover with curly and straight hair. I wasn’t necessarily excited about her getting the perm kit because I didn’t fully grasp what it would do to my hair. But when I got my hair permed for the first time, I absolutely LOVED how straight it was. I didn’t cry when she combed it, it felt sleek and I could shake it, and I had hair similar to my friends at Catholic school. I was the only black girl in my class for many years, so it felt great being able to fit in with my friends with long and straight hair. Little did mom – let alone me – realize the damage perming would cause to my hair.

Perming my hair was not too bad at first, but the overall condition of my hair started declining over time. ”Just Like Me!” simply didn’t work as it used to. I would get my hair permed on a Saturday, and it would get frizzy by mid-week. I went through two other perming products by the time I was 12 and dealt with the same problem. Even the perming process itself became more painful. When mom rubbed that white cream on my scalp, I felt like my head was literally going to catch on fire! I would get bumps, scabs, and burns all over my scalp as a result, and even developed a terrible case of dandruff that lingered for years.

Me in high school with short permed hair.Me in high school with short permed hair

I eventually started going to mom’s hair stylist at 13. I noticed that my hair grew longer than ever before it became extremely short. Little by little, I just became sick and tired of my hair, was tired of dealing with the perm, and wanted a change despite not knowing what to do next.

My mother’s hair stylist suggested that I consider wearing my hair braided. She herself was transitioning to natural hair and thought it was probably time for me to give up the perm and start keeping my hair in its natural state. She said, “The braids will allow you to keep your hair and is easy to manage since you won’t have to maintain it each and every day.” This was great news for a borderline LAZY person like me since I did not want to do my hair everyday, let alone wear it natural. A family friend did my hair in braids for the next six years, and they were easy to manage like my hair stylist said they’d be.
Me as a college freshman with BRAIDS 🙂Me in college with braids

The braids were long and looked like dread locs to many people, so I liked wearing them and getting them done every 2 months. They were also easy to wash each week and my natural hair kept growing until all my permed hair was GONE. However, I still had a terrible dandruff problem and noticed my hair was dry and full of dandruff between appointments. When I took out my braids in-between appointments, I would just marvel at my natural hair! I’d think, “Wow, my real hair is so interesting!” I had a big afro that extended from the sides from my head and upwards (to the sky, it seemed).
My afro freshman year

My desire for natural hair became too large to simply ignore, so I started wearing my hair braid-free this July. I have to say that it was one of the best decisions of my life. I loved those braids a lot, and definitely much more than my old-time perm, but wearing my own hair feels so much better and seems right for me. I do more with my hair than I have EVER done before. It’s healthy and stays dandruff-free throughout the week. More importantly, I’ve developed this level of confidence I never thought I would have as a natural. I also don’t associate my hair with being “thick”, “nappy”, or all these other negative words that are only tied to Black people’s hair. My hair is “unique”, “a divine creation” like all other hair forms, and is my “curly, protective shield”. I look forward to nurturing it the way it was MEANT to be nurtured and cared for both now and in the future.

July 2013 - The beginning of my natural hair journey !!

That is my hairstory! Feel free to share yours 🙂


Posted in Counter-racism on July 13, 2013 by CREE-EIGHT


A jury essentially composed of all white females found George Zimmerman not guilty tonight of the murder of an unarmed, 17 year-old Trayvon Martin. I emphasize the gender because there are still so many black men who believe that white women are victims of white men and significantly less likely to be racists (white dominators). (correction: the jury was composed of 5 white females who bullied a confused sixth juror, a woman I believe functions as black)

Next, I want to address the fact that there are many black people equating the death of Trayvon Martin and the acquittal of his murderer with the carnage caused by black people pulling triggers on other black people. We grieve for them all. But, the level of threat from ALL forms of mistreatment just went up dramatically as a result of this one case. This ONE highly publicized case, perhaps the most publicized murder trial of all time, has removed almost all restraint from the conditions that cause the violence in places where black people are concentrated. If a private citizen can, again, hunt down an unarmed black person, be brought to charges in front of the whole world, and walk away, do you think anything will happen to non-black people who deprive us of the right to earn enough to reside in decent housing and know where the next meal is coming from? So, do you think that the conditions from which such violence stems has any chance of eradication? Do we now see that this mistreatment will never stop as long as we play along and hope along?

We are now, OFFICIALLY, back in the the night-rider phase of white domination in this part of the world. Having gone around twice, we should now be able to collectively understand that white folks NEVER intend to stop the practice of racism (white domination).

Investment portfolios and entrepreneurship are not going to get us out of this. We know what happened to Marcus Garvey and the UNIA, to Tulsa’s Black Wall Street, to our grandparent’s land in the south.

The first order of business for any group of people is defense. And, in this vast terror-dome, the guns these white/non-black people are carrying are like nightsticks that security guards carry in parking lots. They are backed up by the most awesome technology the world has known. We will need to develop a defense against their battering rams, drones, heat guns, and other chemical and biological weapons. In one generation, Japan went from an island nation of peasant farmers to a military power when, in 1904, they sank Russia’s flagship naval vessel that had been sent by Europe to block its access to the rest of the world. We can improve on Japan’s record of getting technology know-how. We can do it in less than a generation. Black people are the most creative people on this planet. It’s just that now, we MUST use it on the stuff that has a longer pipeline than fashion, or music, or slam-dunks. Even collective economics takes less determination than dedicating our entire population to scientific thinking. We don’t need meetings or rallies. We need study sessions. We need something that cannot be taken out by our tormentors focusing on one or a few laboratory groups. We need everybody to both think and learn and to support the most able of our kith and kin in this effort. If you know someone who is working so hard on a promising project that they barely have time to eat, bring them meals. We can all do something.

Science + creativity → Technology → Defense

We have to make it stop once and for all. Let’s dig in.


Everyone who is over the age of 9 and can read at a 6th grade level can start tomorrow or tonight. Start where you are and increase your knowledge in math. If you need to start somewhere in arithmetic, do so. The only shame is in not starting. At some point, chemistry and physics await us all. Here is a free resource most find very helpful. Let’s use it while we can:

We Are All Trayvon Martins

Posted in Counter-racism on July 13, 2013 by CREE-EIGHT

“what’s at stake in this trial is NOT only whether Trayvon and his family will receive JUSTICE, the biggest unspoken question is: Can a PRIVATE CITIZEN–on a WHIM–stalk and murder ANY unarmed black male, female, or child, claim “self-defense,” and walk free? If Zimmerman walks OR is given an “Oscar Grant” slap on the wrist by a Jury (rigged) with five white females and one female Hispanic, the VERDICT puts a BULL’S-EYE TARGET on every black person in the United States, regardless of sex, age or infirmity.”

Racism Is White Supremacy

we are all trayvon martin

The Trayvon Martin-Zimmerman trial is about more than the murder of a young black male. It’s about the VALUE (or lack of value) of  ALL BLACK LIFE.

It has already been confirmed HUNDREDS OF TIMES that ANY law enforcement officer — including a security transit guard (toy cop) — can murder an unarmed black person and either walk free OR serve a sentence so out of proportion to the loss of a life that it amounts to a slap on the wrist.

More Details about the Oscar Grant MURDER  (excerpted from various news sources)

Oscar Grant III was fatally shot by BART police officer Johannes Mehserle in Oakland, California, United States, in the early morning hours of New Year’s Day 2009.

grant and his murderer Officer Johannes Mehserle                       Oscar Grant

Responding to reports of a fight on a crowded Bay Area Rapid Transit train returning from San…

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Black Athletes: Idenitification with Power

Posted in Counter-racism on July 9, 2013 by CREE-EIGHT

Kushite Kingdom

Last Saturday I heard the news that MMA fighter Anderson Silva lost his title. He lost to some guy named Chris Weidman. I’m not very familiar with him but I’m sure he will be marketed as “the great White Hope”. Anyone that follows MMA fighting knows that Silva will go down as one of the greats. His record is (33-5,16-1). In my opinion he is the greatest UFC champion of all time(bar none). But that’s not enough for some guys.Many of the guys at my job were quite elated at his lost. They seem to take a lot of pride in his loss. I noticed that none of the guys were black by the way. As a matter of fact,they were all white or Mexican men. They were in the break room hooting and hollering about how great it was that Anderson had lost. Many of them said he was…

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