When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough; remember the mayonnaise jar and the coffee. A professor stood before his Philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed. "Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things-your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions-things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter, like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else-the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand." One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."
Please share this with someone you care about. Have a blessed day!!
Peace
Saturday
A New Beginning...
Today is a New Day
A New Beginning...
Each and every day
is a chance for
A New Beginning...
This is a New Beginning...
New Things
New Dreams
New Mistakes
New Realities
New Goals...
A New Beginning...
Each and every day
is a chance for
A New Beginning...
This is a New Beginning...
New Things
New Dreams
New Mistakes
New Realities
New Goals...
Wednesday
It's Happening Again...
Touchscreen Vote Records Lost in Florida
Wed Jul 28, 9:56 AM ET
By HILARY ROXE, Associated Press Writer
MIAMI - A computer crash erased detailed records from Miami-Dade County's first widespread use of touchscreen voting machines, raising again the specter of elections troubles in Florida, where the new technology was supposed to put an end to such problems.
The crashes occurred in May and November of 2003, erasing information from the September 2002 gubernatorial primaries and other elections, elections officials said Tuesday.
The malfunction was made public after the Miami-Dade Election Reform Coalition, a citizen's group, requested all data from the 2002 gubernatorial primary between Democratic candidates Janet Reno (news - web sites) and Bill McBride.
In December, officials began backing up the data daily, to help avoid similar data wipeouts in the future, said Seth Kaplan, spokesman for the county's elections supervisor, Constance Kaplan.
The loss of data underscores problems with the touchscreen voting machines, the citizen's group said. "This is a disaster waiting to happen," said Lida Rodriguez-Taseff, chairwoman of the Miami-Dade Election Reform Coalition. "Of course it's worrisome."
The group is concerned about the machines' effectiveness, following revelations about other problems with the system. Last month, state officials said the touchscreen systems used by 11 counties had a bug that would make a manual recount impossible. Earlier this month, a newspaper study indicated touchscreen machines did not perform as well as those that scanned paper ballots.
Also Tuesday, election reform groups asked a judge to strike down a state rule preventing counties that use the machines from conducting manual recounts from them.
State election officers say manual recounts are not needed since the machines tell each voter if they are skipping a race, known as an undervote, and will not let them vote twice for the same race, known as an overvote. The officials also maintain that the computer systems running the machines can be trusted to count the votes accurately as they're cast, and give the final numbers when needed.
But lawyers representing the ACLU and other groups said the state should require a paper trail in case a physical recount is needed, as it was in the 2000 presidential race in Florida.
"I have concern about votes that are cast but not recorded," said Howard Simon, executive director for ACLU of Florida.
Election supervisors from some of the 15 counties using touchscreens had asked the state if they would need to go through the laborious process of printing screen images of each ballot during a recount.
The Division of Elections then ruled that state law only requires a recount to determine voters' intent, and that it is impossible to question voter intent with touchscreen ballots.
Florida counties without the touchscreen machines use optiscan technology, in which computers read voters' pencil marks on paper ballots, and would be able to do physical recounts in tight races.
Administrative Law Judge Susan B. Kirkland has 30 days to make her decision after receiving the hearing transcript, which is due back in 10 working days.
Florida's voting system has been under scrutiny since the 2000 debacle, when it took five weeks of legal maneuvering and some recounting before Republican George W. Bush was declared president.
.....................
i keep telling people that Bush is going to win another election. most don't believe it, but if Revelations is to be true, then that clown has to win another election, b/c there are certain things that his presidency has to bring forth.
YOU BETTER KNOW!!
Wed Jul 28, 9:56 AM ET
By HILARY ROXE, Associated Press Writer
MIAMI - A computer crash erased detailed records from Miami-Dade County's first widespread use of touchscreen voting machines, raising again the specter of elections troubles in Florida, where the new technology was supposed to put an end to such problems.
The crashes occurred in May and November of 2003, erasing information from the September 2002 gubernatorial primaries and other elections, elections officials said Tuesday.
The malfunction was made public after the Miami-Dade Election Reform Coalition, a citizen's group, requested all data from the 2002 gubernatorial primary between Democratic candidates Janet Reno (news - web sites) and Bill McBride.
In December, officials began backing up the data daily, to help avoid similar data wipeouts in the future, said Seth Kaplan, spokesman for the county's elections supervisor, Constance Kaplan.
The loss of data underscores problems with the touchscreen voting machines, the citizen's group said. "This is a disaster waiting to happen," said Lida Rodriguez-Taseff, chairwoman of the Miami-Dade Election Reform Coalition. "Of course it's worrisome."
The group is concerned about the machines' effectiveness, following revelations about other problems with the system. Last month, state officials said the touchscreen systems used by 11 counties had a bug that would make a manual recount impossible. Earlier this month, a newspaper study indicated touchscreen machines did not perform as well as those that scanned paper ballots.
Also Tuesday, election reform groups asked a judge to strike down a state rule preventing counties that use the machines from conducting manual recounts from them.
State election officers say manual recounts are not needed since the machines tell each voter if they are skipping a race, known as an undervote, and will not let them vote twice for the same race, known as an overvote. The officials also maintain that the computer systems running the machines can be trusted to count the votes accurately as they're cast, and give the final numbers when needed.
But lawyers representing the ACLU and other groups said the state should require a paper trail in case a physical recount is needed, as it was in the 2000 presidential race in Florida.
"I have concern about votes that are cast but not recorded," said Howard Simon, executive director for ACLU of Florida.
Election supervisors from some of the 15 counties using touchscreens had asked the state if they would need to go through the laborious process of printing screen images of each ballot during a recount.
The Division of Elections then ruled that state law only requires a recount to determine voters' intent, and that it is impossible to question voter intent with touchscreen ballots.
Florida counties without the touchscreen machines use optiscan technology, in which computers read voters' pencil marks on paper ballots, and would be able to do physical recounts in tight races.
Administrative Law Judge Susan B. Kirkland has 30 days to make her decision after receiving the hearing transcript, which is due back in 10 working days.
Florida's voting system has been under scrutiny since the 2000 debacle, when it took five weeks of legal maneuvering and some recounting before Republican George W. Bush was declared president.
i keep telling people that Bush is going to win another election. most don't believe it, but if Revelations is to be true, then that clown has to win another election, b/c there are certain things that his presidency has to bring forth.
YOU BETTER KNOW!!
Friday
Mental Traveling
first time in blog history where your mind will be taken to this level - prepare yourself.
when EYE relax with thoughts
then my brain hovers the world
my third eye glides with the view like a hawk
defined-my mind is automatic rhymes.
found in the attic
lost you in Asia Minor
find you in amazin beams
EYE am SUPREME.
my mental state
is like a dream stargazer
scarred from the radar
beyond Gods and bombs
airwaves and channels
desert rats and camels
reptiles and mammals.
stand wisdom Daniel
and man who is Samuel.
Ezekiel's gonna overthrow
in trees
in hills and mountains
fountains rivers lakes brooks and ponds
inhabited by rabbits snakes and swans...
energy is solar life
barreling beyond the sun
controller over Jehovah
through the days of Noah.
now with tremendous speed
EYE ride the Octavus seed
Black Sea
Sea of Caspian, Persian Gulf
all the way to the Mediterranean
City of Atlantis
skin is gettin tight as a mantis.
styles = organic
mechanic seagulls
swings over the eagles
soars over the cathedral
built during the medieval
shall remain in the ordained Byzantine Empire.
take you higher
one stage is a mass of fire
but sting like Niger
your archrival Constantine.
Dark Ages got sparked through the stages
3M7 ages
Constantinople ruled mobile,/seeking global.
filled with motion
over the odds of oceans
scan the land
every inch of the sand
never bring plans
animals woman child and man
beasts and fish of every inch length and width
come through the abyss
over Egypt.
I'm a space cadet
from a mind of the highest order
by fasting and prayer
EYE am passing the ozone layer
EYE meditate on the top of skyscrapers
and grow through nature.
then there's paper
the wind that takes ya
quiet as the breath in your nose
appears in the cold
from the depths of your soul
which has no weight
constantly rotating at a slow rate
through the black hole
purple rainbows in Kuwait.
destination-operation alternation of the sun
circuit stars position seasons that weigh a ton
and mortalic through galaxies.
I'm burning
it's like the accomplished
plus the comets keeps turning.
beautiful virgin releases every burden
EYE travel when EYE preheated the urban
hit the firmament
and shock waves are permanent.
rays of children gaze
and stand amazed
so loooong
EYE'm gone to the place Apostle Paul was born
then I move South
all the way to Nigeria
golden tigers
travel all the way to Syria, Mesopotamia
all the way to Syria, Euphrates
to the urban child
these of the high land located near Iran.
fertile crescent
til EYE reach a section from each direction
from East to West
and from North to South
all over the equator
Neptune from the womb of the creator
Sincere dyin sheep in the Middle East
EYE'm almost there
so prepare.
peace
when EYE relax with thoughts
then my brain hovers the world
my third eye glides with the view like a hawk
defined-my mind is automatic rhymes.
found in the attic
lost you in Asia Minor
find you in amazin beams
EYE am SUPREME.
my mental state
is like a dream stargazer
scarred from the radar
beyond Gods and bombs
airwaves and channels
desert rats and camels
reptiles and mammals.
stand wisdom Daniel
and man who is Samuel.
Ezekiel's gonna overthrow
in trees
in hills and mountains
fountains rivers lakes brooks and ponds
inhabited by rabbits snakes and swans...
energy is solar life
barreling beyond the sun
controller over Jehovah
through the days of Noah.
now with tremendous speed
EYE ride the Octavus seed
Black Sea
Sea of Caspian, Persian Gulf
all the way to the Mediterranean
City of Atlantis
skin is gettin tight as a mantis.
styles = organic
mechanic seagulls
swings over the eagles
soars over the cathedral
built during the medieval
shall remain in the ordained Byzantine Empire.
take you higher
one stage is a mass of fire
but sting like Niger
your archrival Constantine.
Dark Ages got sparked through the stages
3M7 ages
Constantinople ruled mobile,/seeking global.
filled with motion
over the odds of oceans
scan the land
every inch of the sand
never bring plans
animals woman child and man
beasts and fish of every inch length and width
come through the abyss
over Egypt.
I'm a space cadet
from a mind of the highest order
by fasting and prayer
EYE am passing the ozone layer
EYE meditate on the top of skyscrapers
and grow through nature.
then there's paper
the wind that takes ya
quiet as the breath in your nose
appears in the cold
from the depths of your soul
which has no weight
constantly rotating at a slow rate
through the black hole
purple rainbows in Kuwait.
destination-operation alternation of the sun
circuit stars position seasons that weigh a ton
and mortalic through galaxies.
I'm burning
it's like the accomplished
plus the comets keeps turning.
beautiful virgin releases every burden
EYE travel when EYE preheated the urban
hit the firmament
and shock waves are permanent.
rays of children gaze
and stand amazed
so loooong
EYE'm gone to the place Apostle Paul was born
then I move South
all the way to Nigeria
golden tigers
travel all the way to Syria, Mesopotamia
all the way to Syria, Euphrates
to the urban child
these of the high land located near Iran.
fertile crescent
til EYE reach a section from each direction
from East to West
and from North to South
all over the equator
Neptune from the womb of the creator
Sincere dyin sheep in the Middle East
EYE'm almost there
so prepare.
peace
Your Arms Too Short To Box With God
early natives
related to thrones of David
captured
by some patriots
and thrown on slave ships
they stripped us naked
while they wives picked they favorite
lives were wasted
in the hands of the hated
driven from the garden
now we starvin'
in this modern Sodom
they call it Amerikkka
wordly problems got us at the bottom
the Earth crisis
and the righteous...
Eye stay in ciphers
our life is connected
to the second son of Isaacs
which had a tight grip
on the heels of his brother
revealed to his mother
the elders shall serve the younger
words heard in thunder
down from under
rose and fled to grow in hunger
now it's cold in summer
to slow your slumbers
behold a number-600, 6 and 3 score
the same as Esau
who ate his heat raw
in the time before
they climbed aboard a dinosaur...
Information held behind the doors
we came from the atmosphere
the physical trapped us here
then they gave us crack and beer
in the back of the stairs
please adapt your ears
add or subtract the years
in-form the unwise
and watch the sunrise
from sunset
none-slep, one flesh, one breath...
Devils morale
they caught us playing
with the gold marbles
we wrote novels
now we live life in the bottle
before the devil sold me
to the unholy
because my father told me
I lived like a monk of lowly, lowly, but lowly?
the president just ordered the navy
to hit the borders of Haiti
slaughtered babies
from the waters of Euphrates
maybe they send germs
that polluted our sperm
and made us live with circumcise
in the serpent eyes
and told us certain lies
and each day a servant dies
but in the halls of Pharoah
the walls are narrow
and religion is like a prison
for the seekers of wisdom
now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...
They took the 1st Book of Jacob to Jamaica
promised us 40 acres and a mule
treated like an animal
understand this jewel
brought to the 50 states
Deuteronomy 28, Verse 68
it all relates
1555
is when we first arrived
we tell jokes, wish um', get high, and watch the fish fry...
related to thrones of David
captured
by some patriots
and thrown on slave ships
they stripped us naked
while they wives picked they favorite
lives were wasted
in the hands of the hated
driven from the garden
now we starvin'
in this modern Sodom
they call it Amerikkka
wordly problems got us at the bottom
the Earth crisis
and the righteous...
Eye stay in ciphers
our life is connected
to the second son of Isaacs
which had a tight grip
on the heels of his brother
revealed to his mother
the elders shall serve the younger
words heard in thunder
down from under
rose and fled to grow in hunger
now it's cold in summer
to slow your slumbers
behold a number-600, 6 and 3 score
the same as Esau
who ate his heat raw
in the time before
they climbed aboard a dinosaur...
Information held behind the doors
we came from the atmosphere
the physical trapped us here
then they gave us crack and beer
in the back of the stairs
please adapt your ears
add or subtract the years
in-form the unwise
and watch the sunrise
from sunset
none-slep, one flesh, one breath...
Devils morale
they caught us playing
with the gold marbles
we wrote novels
now we live life in the bottle
before the devil sold me
to the unholy
because my father told me
I lived like a monk of lowly, lowly, but lowly?
the president just ordered the navy
to hit the borders of Haiti
slaughtered babies
from the waters of Euphrates
maybe they send germs
that polluted our sperm
and made us live with circumcise
in the serpent eyes
and told us certain lies
and each day a servant dies
but in the halls of Pharoah
the walls are narrow
and religion is like a prison
for the seekers of wisdom
now free them, lets feed um', feed um'...
They took the 1st Book of Jacob to Jamaica
promised us 40 acres and a mule
treated like an animal
understand this jewel
brought to the 50 states
Deuteronomy 28, Verse 68
it all relates
1555
is when we first arrived
we tell jokes, wish um', get high, and watch the fish fry...
Just some thoughts
G.Harris, sent me this link after I posted about one of our people found hanging in Mississippi a few months back. I can remember in the 80's when they would show Alvin Haley's Roots on TV, and then the next day at school, chaos would take place, as we would have to unleash some of that 400 years of depression by dismantling a couple of white kids who liked to let the word nigger come forth from their mouths.
I don't know where you hail from, but I was born and raised in a small town in Louisiana, and I've seen the devilishment that these white people do. I've seen white sheets and burning crosses, it leaves a scar in one's cerebral forever... I remember in 1987, one of my high school friends was dating this white girl. He awakened one morning to find a cross burning in his yard...
No, I wasn't raised to hate white people, but I was raised to always be aware of whom I'm dealing with-be it black or white. My grandfather's father was a white man, and my grandfather would tell us how he was treated way back then by being bi-racial. I was taught that all white people are not evil, and that all black people are not good. I had genuine friends in high school who were white, and we still connect to this very day. There have been times when it was these friends who came to my aid before my own people did, and that in itself left a lasting impression...
My grandfather told me once that the Klan had planned to come through "the black quarters" one time, and with all of those black men that lived there, and had families there, only he and another black man stood on the corner, shot guns in hand, ready to put some red blood on white sheets. He says that that is why, to this very day, that he doesn't deal with alot of the people in our neighborhood b/c they are spineless cowards.
If you can go here, and not feel the blood boiling in your body, then I say something is indeed wrong with you. Maybe you're one of those black people who claim to see the world in greys, instead of black or white? Hell, you may even be one of those blacks who's sleeping next to a white person? I really don't looking at pictures of my people hanging, b/c it brings forth rage that I've worked very hard to keep at bay. No, this generation of whites didn't hang us, but their great-grandparents did, and that same fake superiority complex has been handed down to alot of whites. The whites that I deal with admit that on the whole, white kids are raised to hate all your other ethnicities.
I know alot of you are like, dude, that shyt was ages ago, times are not like that now-was it really? Then why are our people still being hung? How many of you have white friends, but you've never been to their house, have never met any family members, have never gone out somewhere in public, yet at the same time they've met all your friends and family? How many of you are a supervisor at work, over some white people, and how much tension and stress do you get from those whites that you're over simply b/c you're black?
Open your eyes, look around! Everything you seek is right before you, but many of us walk around with blinders...
YOU BETTER KNOW!!
.........
Sincere...
Destroyer of devilishment
Spiritual development
Astro intelligence
Master of elements
Studies of the Testaments
Doctor of measurement
Mental fulfillment
True wordsmith
Cosmic...
.........
Life = difficult times and mad crimes
Some pay the price while others refine
Blessed are those who struggle, Allah loves you
Wisdom is the principle thing for Kings and Queens
We near the end, many alliances will end
It's like a sad song from a violin
Trapped like Daniel in the Lion's Den
Tryin to pierce the iron skin of Leviathan.
Souls blowin in the violent winds
Allah help us, if we die in sign,
I hear the trials in the cries of men
That's when the riot begins.
Like things never get better
We forever servin Ebekenezer
Since the days of our ancestors
Slaves to a mad pleasure
Building great architectures
Sharp dressers, smart professors...
I'll start my lecture
I build thoughts like an art director
Show it to you like the film projector.
Blessed are those who struggle
From day to day we all hustle
Comin home with sore muscles,
Scarred faces, and scuffed knuckles.
We all share the same trouble
Seperated couples.
Sometimes it seem like there's no escapin
The evil clutches of Satan
Spendin years in state pens, awaitin patient,
Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollow-tip
Politics and numbers slip.
Once-shoved in ships
Now-we Bloods and Crips
Thugs with clips
Niggaz who love the clicks
Hit the clubs and shit
So they can rub their hips
Hugs and flicks
Niggaz with drugs and whips
Cash Rules this Babylon
It's got a worm in it
Corrupt sinners.
In the Gods jeep
With the windows tinted
Sippin Henney
Observin all the clinics,
and liquor spots
They make me want to lick a shot
Through the rooftop
I never seen the glory
In the ghetto it's the same story
Cigarette butts and cold coffee,
Black faces and white mouths,
They cry out for the White House
Ain't no wealth shared, it's Welfare
and poor health care, self scared
It's senseless,
The way they got our black princess
On public assistance
tryin to end our existence
peace
I don't know where you hail from, but I was born and raised in a small town in Louisiana, and I've seen the devilishment that these white people do. I've seen white sheets and burning crosses, it leaves a scar in one's cerebral forever... I remember in 1987, one of my high school friends was dating this white girl. He awakened one morning to find a cross burning in his yard...
No, I wasn't raised to hate white people, but I was raised to always be aware of whom I'm dealing with-be it black or white. My grandfather's father was a white man, and my grandfather would tell us how he was treated way back then by being bi-racial. I was taught that all white people are not evil, and that all black people are not good. I had genuine friends in high school who were white, and we still connect to this very day. There have been times when it was these friends who came to my aid before my own people did, and that in itself left a lasting impression...
My grandfather told me once that the Klan had planned to come through "the black quarters" one time, and with all of those black men that lived there, and had families there, only he and another black man stood on the corner, shot guns in hand, ready to put some red blood on white sheets. He says that that is why, to this very day, that he doesn't deal with alot of the people in our neighborhood b/c they are spineless cowards.
If you can go here, and not feel the blood boiling in your body, then I say something is indeed wrong with you. Maybe you're one of those black people who claim to see the world in greys, instead of black or white? Hell, you may even be one of those blacks who's sleeping next to a white person? I really don't looking at pictures of my people hanging, b/c it brings forth rage that I've worked very hard to keep at bay. No, this generation of whites didn't hang us, but their great-grandparents did, and that same fake superiority complex has been handed down to alot of whites. The whites that I deal with admit that on the whole, white kids are raised to hate all your other ethnicities.
I know alot of you are like, dude, that shyt was ages ago, times are not like that now-was it really? Then why are our people still being hung? How many of you have white friends, but you've never been to their house, have never met any family members, have never gone out somewhere in public, yet at the same time they've met all your friends and family? How many of you are a supervisor at work, over some white people, and how much tension and stress do you get from those whites that you're over simply b/c you're black?
Open your eyes, look around! Everything you seek is right before you, but many of us walk around with blinders...
YOU BETTER KNOW!!
Sincere...
Destroyer of devilishment
Spiritual development
Astro intelligence
Master of elements
Studies of the Testaments
Doctor of measurement
Mental fulfillment
True wordsmith
Cosmic...
Life = difficult times and mad crimes
Some pay the price while others refine
Blessed are those who struggle, Allah loves you
Wisdom is the principle thing for Kings and Queens
We near the end, many alliances will end
It's like a sad song from a violin
Trapped like Daniel in the Lion's Den
Tryin to pierce the iron skin of Leviathan.
Souls blowin in the violent winds
Allah help us, if we die in sign,
I hear the trials in the cries of men
That's when the riot begins.
Like things never get better
We forever servin Ebekenezer
Since the days of our ancestors
Slaves to a mad pleasure
Building great architectures
Sharp dressers, smart professors...
I'll start my lecture
I build thoughts like an art director
Show it to you like the film projector.
Blessed are those who struggle
From day to day we all hustle
Comin home with sore muscles,
Scarred faces, and scuffed knuckles.
We all share the same trouble
Seperated couples.
Sometimes it seem like there's no escapin
The evil clutches of Satan
Spendin years in state pens, awaitin patient,
Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollow-tip
Politics and numbers slip.
Once-shoved in ships
Now-we Bloods and Crips
Thugs with clips
Niggaz who love the clicks
Hit the clubs and shit
So they can rub their hips
Hugs and flicks
Niggaz with drugs and whips
Cash Rules this Babylon
It's got a worm in it
Corrupt sinners.
In the Gods jeep
With the windows tinted
Sippin Henney
Observin all the clinics,
and liquor spots
They make me want to lick a shot
Through the rooftop
I never seen the glory
In the ghetto it's the same story
Cigarette butts and cold coffee,
Black faces and white mouths,
They cry out for the White House
Ain't no wealth shared, it's Welfare
and poor health care, self scared
It's senseless,
The way they got our black princess
On public assistance
tryin to end our existence
peace
Brotha found hanging
Found this article while at a friends site. This is the stuff that makes me upset! More so at us, than the cowards that do what they do. Yeah, I know many of you think that things and times have changed, b/c you all can sit with white people at the dinner table now, and that you all can date his children, while things like this is constantly going on! Better Wise up!
.............
Posted on Fri, Apr. 23, 2004
Man found hanging in tree in Wilkinson County
Associated Press
WOODVILLE, Miss. - Family members say a man found Friday hanging from a tree in rural Mississippi had returned home to fight for his family's land.
The body of 52-year-old Roy Veal was discovered in Wilkinson County, relatives said.
Warren Strain, spokesman of the Mississippi Department of Public Safety, said the body was discovered about midday in a wooded area of the county near Woodville. Authorities declined to identify the man pending notification of relatives.
But Doris Gordon, a Woodville native now living in San Francisco, said the victim was her brother, Roy Veal of Washington state. Thelma Veal, the man's mother, also confirmed the identity.
"They found my brother hanging from a tree with a hood over his head and some papers burned at his feet," Gordon said in a telephone interview with The Associated Press from San Francisco. "It's awful. We don't know who did it."
Read full story here!!
Somehow, a change gon come!!
Posted on Fri, Apr. 23, 2004
Man found hanging in tree in Wilkinson County
Associated Press
WOODVILLE, Miss. - Family members say a man found Friday hanging from a tree in rural Mississippi had returned home to fight for his family's land.
The body of 52-year-old Roy Veal was discovered in Wilkinson County, relatives said.
Warren Strain, spokesman of the Mississippi Department of Public Safety, said the body was discovered about midday in a wooded area of the county near Woodville. Authorities declined to identify the man pending notification of relatives.
But Doris Gordon, a Woodville native now living in San Francisco, said the victim was her brother, Roy Veal of Washington state. Thelma Veal, the man's mother, also confirmed the identity.
"They found my brother hanging from a tree with a hood over his head and some papers burned at his feet," Gordon said in a telephone interview with The Associated Press from San Francisco. "It's awful. We don't know who did it."
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Somehow, a change gon come!!
Thursday
We got to do better
These are tough economic times, especially for African-Americans, for whom the unemployment rate is more than 10%. Alarmingly, rather than belt-tightening, the response has been to spend more. In many poor neighborhoods, one is likely to notice satellite dishes and expensive new cars. According to Target Market, a company that tracks black consumer spending, blacks spend a significant amount of their income on depreciable products. In 2002, the year the economy nose-dived, we spent $22.9 billion on clothes, $3.2 billion on electronics and $11.6 billion on furniture to put into homes that, in many cases, were rented.
Among our favorite purchases are cars and liquor. Blacks make up only 12% of the U.S. population, yet account for 30% of the country's Scotch consumption. Detroit, which is 80% black, is the world's No. 1 market for Cognac. So impressed was Lincoln with the $46.7 billion that blacks spent on cars that the automaker commissioned Sean "P. Diddy" Combs, the entertainment and fashion mogul, to design a limited-edition Navigator replete with six plasma screens, three DVD players and a Sony PlayStation 2. The only area where blacks seem to be cutting back on spending is books; total purchases have gone from a high of $356 million in 2000 to $303 million in 2002. This shortsighted behavior, motivated by a desire for instant gratification and social acceptance, comes at the expense of our future.
The National Urban League's State of Black America 2004 report found that fewer than 50% of black families owned their homes compared with more than 70% of whites. According to published reports, the Ariel Mutual Funds/Charles Schwab 2003 Black Investor Survey found that when comparing households where blacks and whites had roughly the same household incomes, whites saved nearly 20% more each month for retirement, and 30% of African-Americans earning $100,000 a year had less than $5,000 in retirement savings. While 79% of whites invest in the stock market, only 61% of African-Americans do. Certainly, higher rates of unemployment, income disparity and credit discrimination are financial impediments to the economic vitality of blacks, but so are our consumer tastes. By finding the courage to change our spending habits, we might be surprised at how far the $631 billion we now earn might take us.
.............
We got to do better...
This is in direct relation to my 50 things post. We aren't broke, we have money, but we spend it all to make other people rich, other people who just happen to be white. Most of them don't wear that shit. They make it, but we're the fools who wear it! Rims are getting bigger and more expensive, the "chains" around our necks are getting heavier and more expensive, the clothes on our backs are getting tighter, shorter, and skimpier, yet more expensive; while we continue to rent our homes, while we continue to work long hours at low wage jobs in order to live the "superficial ghetto fabulous" lifestyles which we think put us up there with whites. While all the time our children aren't going to college b/c we as parents are spending their college money on alcohol, drugs, clothes, electronics(not computers), cars, rims, and "ice". And in return we're teaching our children these stupid and senseless practices, further breeding in them that "you ain't shit!!"
Why do we have to be so damn stupid!? Why do we have to go to school mad, jealous, and envious of white people b/c they have more? Why do we like being the laughing stock of the entire damn world!? Why do we always have to fall for "fools gold"!? Why do we get mad when white people say that we are "ghetto", yet we're standing there with permed and bleached-blond hair, with blue eyes, although we were born with nappy black hair and dark brown eyes!? Why do we hate ourselves!? When will we realize that we aren't dumb!? Why does it seem like the only way out of the ghetto is through sports, rap, and comedy!? When will we realize that we have a brain, and that we can be more than rappers, athletes, and damn comedians!?
When will we wake up!?
Why don't you all wake up!!
Positive.Education.Always.Causes.Elevation
Among our favorite purchases are cars and liquor. Blacks make up only 12% of the U.S. population, yet account for 30% of the country's Scotch consumption. Detroit, which is 80% black, is the world's No. 1 market for Cognac. So impressed was Lincoln with the $46.7 billion that blacks spent on cars that the automaker commissioned Sean "P. Diddy" Combs, the entertainment and fashion mogul, to design a limited-edition Navigator replete with six plasma screens, three DVD players and a Sony PlayStation 2. The only area where blacks seem to be cutting back on spending is books; total purchases have gone from a high of $356 million in 2000 to $303 million in 2002. This shortsighted behavior, motivated by a desire for instant gratification and social acceptance, comes at the expense of our future.
The National Urban League's State of Black America 2004 report found that fewer than 50% of black families owned their homes compared with more than 70% of whites. According to published reports, the Ariel Mutual Funds/Charles Schwab 2003 Black Investor Survey found that when comparing households where blacks and whites had roughly the same household incomes, whites saved nearly 20% more each month for retirement, and 30% of African-Americans earning $100,000 a year had less than $5,000 in retirement savings. While 79% of whites invest in the stock market, only 61% of African-Americans do. Certainly, higher rates of unemployment, income disparity and credit discrimination are financial impediments to the economic vitality of blacks, but so are our consumer tastes. By finding the courage to change our spending habits, we might be surprised at how far the $631 billion we now earn might take us.
.............
We got to do better...
This is in direct relation to my 50 things post. We aren't broke, we have money, but we spend it all to make other people rich, other people who just happen to be white. Most of them don't wear that shit. They make it, but we're the fools who wear it! Rims are getting bigger and more expensive, the "chains" around our necks are getting heavier and more expensive, the clothes on our backs are getting tighter, shorter, and skimpier, yet more expensive; while we continue to rent our homes, while we continue to work long hours at low wage jobs in order to live the "superficial ghetto fabulous" lifestyles which we think put us up there with whites. While all the time our children aren't going to college b/c we as parents are spending their college money on alcohol, drugs, clothes, electronics(not computers), cars, rims, and "ice". And in return we're teaching our children these stupid and senseless practices, further breeding in them that "you ain't shit!!"
Why do we have to be so damn stupid!? Why do we have to go to school mad, jealous, and envious of white people b/c they have more? Why do we like being the laughing stock of the entire damn world!? Why do we always have to fall for "fools gold"!? Why do we get mad when white people say that we are "ghetto", yet we're standing there with permed and bleached-blond hair, with blue eyes, although we were born with nappy black hair and dark brown eyes!? Why do we hate ourselves!? When will we realize that we aren't dumb!? Why does it seem like the only way out of the ghetto is through sports, rap, and comedy!? When will we realize that we have a brain, and that we can be more than rappers, athletes, and damn comedians!?
When will we wake up!?
Why don't you all wake up!!
Positive.Education.Always.Causes.Elevation
Big Brother
information-
in supermarkets, department stores, and direct mail houses
were they record every single item we purchase
data about you-
daily habits and movements will flow into the B system,
from spy satellites constantly searching overhead,
watching us like we're squirting,
a suburban 666 Database Investigator
entire race heading for a cyber-space
riots break inside an em-pire state
every move you make is recorded on tape
some of us are right, prisoned behind gates
getting minature videos in a brief-case,
recording our every activity - indoors, outdoors, day & night
obscenely invading our policies, our privacy, our prophecies
star gazing, because Allah is far amazing,
more than any greater god or pagan
raised in synagogs of Satan, awakening with the starvation,
left beats, scared and shaking, god with education,
my birth was foretold
from deep within my wardrobe, imbraced the cross-road
we once wore gold,but now we electric probes with silicon brains-
synthetic
all faces are strange-
pathetic
check the eyes, a man can't even recognise his family
I blame it on humanity, for this insanity
spy satellites, the last data for life, there's no day or night
CIA take samples of my DNA,
new borns, grow horns, placed in uniforms,
shipped off to the military, with they killed and buried
active TV sets will be watching us, just as we watch them
they will also report back to the beast at computer headquarters
our telephone conversations will be automatically wire taped,
and transcripted by the National Security Agency
honesty, modesty, poverty, famine...
sons of Amman, deal with reprogramming, iris scanning
breaking out of Satans bondage, with long garments,
like we bionic, no longer paying homage, remember after 9/11,
we wear biochips, now it's mind fuckin'
beware of armageddon, bloodshed, and beheading
head-on-head collision in the valley of decisions,
we locked the beast in prison
where you gonna run to? where you gonna hide?
when the truth comes down upon you, you will have to to decide.
peace
in supermarkets, department stores, and direct mail houses
were they record every single item we purchase
data about you-
daily habits and movements will flow into the B system,
from spy satellites constantly searching overhead,
watching us like we're squirting,
a suburban 666 Database Investigator
entire race heading for a cyber-space
riots break inside an em-pire state
every move you make is recorded on tape
some of us are right, prisoned behind gates
getting minature videos in a brief-case,
recording our every activity - indoors, outdoors, day & night
obscenely invading our policies, our privacy, our prophecies
star gazing, because Allah is far amazing,
more than any greater god or pagan
raised in synagogs of Satan, awakening with the starvation,
left beats, scared and shaking, god with education,
my birth was foretold
from deep within my wardrobe, imbraced the cross-road
we once wore gold,but now we electric probes with silicon brains-
synthetic
all faces are strange-
pathetic
check the eyes, a man can't even recognise his family
I blame it on humanity, for this insanity
spy satellites, the last data for life, there's no day or night
CIA take samples of my DNA,
new borns, grow horns, placed in uniforms,
shipped off to the military, with they killed and buried
active TV sets will be watching us, just as we watch them
they will also report back to the beast at computer headquarters
our telephone conversations will be automatically wire taped,
and transcripted by the National Security Agency
honesty, modesty, poverty, famine...
sons of Amman, deal with reprogramming, iris scanning
breaking out of Satans bondage, with long garments,
like we bionic, no longer paying homage, remember after 9/11,
we wear biochips, now it's mind fuckin'
beware of armageddon, bloodshed, and beheading
head-on-head collision in the valley of decisions,
we locked the beast in prison
where you gonna run to? where you gonna hide?
when the truth comes down upon you, you will have to to decide.
peace
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