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THEY WERE TIRED OF THE KILLING BuffaloSoldier salutes Lucille Clifton. When I read your blog, SoulDoctor, I'm reminded of why I love the admittedly sometimes infuriating BlackAmerican. It's that struggle for greatness even though we're almost always written off by others, even other Blacks. The soldering on. I see BuffaloSoldier everywhere. There's a young mother in the house beside me. I don't think she's twenty. We're were at the busstop and she pulled out her itty bitty money and aloud went through how she needed to make ends meet that day. I listened to her and thought about the settlement of 2.5 billion for those Georgia BlackFarmers. LionKing,GolfCabliasian, in the end, I don't know what you think of us? Are we those who have legitimate aspirations to be manipulated? Are we to be avoided? Our darkskinned sisters judged unworthy of your company? I can't say. But I'm with Dr Bell. Those are our faces at the bottom of the well. I'm BuffaloSoldier and I approve this message.


Mandela is a god. Winnie is a devil. I still remember her waving boxes of matches in the air to provoke the practice of "necklacing" --- in which a tyre is hung around the neck, filled with petrol, and set alight. Frequently practiced in the apartheid years in South Africa by black people punishing collaborators with the white regime.

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