Let me preface this statement by saying that I am now in the process of closing my doors after sacrificing 16 years of my life to get the black community, especially the black business community, to support the Benjamin Banneker Memorial here in the nation’s capital. So, I hope you got the time and/or inclination to read all of this. It’s not going to be pretty.
During this time of daunting challenges and great pain and suffering at having to witness just how lost we as black people are, and are totally impervious to our condition, my organization has endeavored to establish a Living
Memorial to Banneker to let our children know that they come from greatness, as our late Artist of Record, Tina Allen, would say; and to let the legacy of this great American hero serve to inspire our youth to believe that they can master the STEM disciplines.
[NOTE: Over these years, not one black company has given us a dime above $1500 for a total of four times max, and black so called moguls hate me for calling them out on it.]
And, you know what? Our children MUST master the STEM disciplines. It is not an option anymore as EVERYTHING is now based in science and technology. We are, and have been, living in George Orwell’s future for some time now. Even body implants, eye scans, human trekking seamless brainwashing, and a total lack of privacy prevails. Anyone who thinks they have privacy is either stupid, or just plain retarded.
I couldn’t make this e-mail private if I wanted to, and I don’t for some one must have the courage to say what needs to be said sometimes. Being in denial is denying our future life [(worth living anyway). The people are being destroyed, as is the planet. This is sad.
Knowing and having a solid grasp of math, science, engineering and technology is not an option anymore. It is a matter of survival. About a week ago, I went to see the new movie Prometheus. It tells the story of our future as a species. It’s set in the year 2086, if I remember correctly; but in reality, its reality is probably no farther away than 2030. It’s a sad commentary on the final outcome of an oligarchical plutocracy based on insatiable greed, madness, arrogance, extreme selfishness and, most of all, Godlessness.
The only solace I took in the movie was that the black actor, Idris Elba, played the role of the captain of this multi-trillion
dollar space craft owned by this insane plutocrat who had them out on a mission to find the aliens who created Earth’s human species so that they could now give the 250 year old decayed plutocrat eternal life so that he could continue to destroy the planet and mankind with his unlimited wealth. And he had no qualms with taking the entire planet down with him to get what he wanted for he, himself and him.
Point is, the Banneker Memorial is extremely important as a symbolic tool of healing and redeeming the future of this godless country. Unless America makes a 180 degree turn around, and begins to atone for the crimes committed against black people [who have totally lost our minds by doing everything outlined in the “willie lynch” doctrine to automatically pilot our self destruction to a tee. As a people, blacks are indeed the perfect slave, now on autopilot, but I kindah digress, but not really. I’ll get to my final point re: your subject – black economic development, especially as relates to the black hair care industry, in a sec.
In regard to the demise of the black beauty aids industry. As usual, the only thing blacks want to do is to hand over a winning financial asset, providing respectable earnings by anyone’s standards, to their oppressors. Subconsciously, its their only goal. The truth is, in terms of spoken and/or unspoken aspirations to “arrive,” its final outcome, more often than not, is to try and buy the favor of white folks and to “rise” to become their “pet Negroes.” If it means going through millions of dollars in short order, only to end up broke, without spending even 5% of those dollars with their own people, blacks will gladly do so, and think that they are sophisticated.
Although I’ve been wearing my hair naturally since I was 13 years old, with rare short term exception in my 20’s just for the fun of variety once and a while, and am now 60 years old, I was proud to support the black beauty industry decades ago because I saw the wealth that was amassed for our community.
I realized the opportunity at hand in that blacks are indeed obsessed with trying to transform themselves into white folks. But, at first, at least the money earned from this obs session was being re-circulated in our own communities prior to our, here again, turning it over to other publics. We’re saps and fools for everyone, including ourselves if blacks are aiding and abetting in our own demise. These are the black “rock stars.”