Are you (or someone you know) one of those lost Negroes who work extra hard at sabotaging your own liberation? You know what I mean. Are you so insane, so self- hating and so messed up from the neck up that you, as Dr. Carter G. Woodson suggested in ‘The Miseducation of the Negro”, look to enter the back door, or worst, create one? Could it be that you are among those high profile wanna be Negro heads, (appointed by the system or self appointed) who ol’ Massa, Mr. Charlie and Miss Anne call on to “stand by their side” and protect them whenever they get the urge to stroll through the plantation, particular in the field, where the masses of the people are still in chattel? Maybe you are among those “holy-er-than-thou Negroes”, who always got to be the line leader, who always pushes to the front, and who sticks your lip out when you don’t get to pick the game. You may be one of the Negroes on a string, grinnin’ and scratchin’ who keeps a supply of sand in your pocket in order to shuffle on demand. Its possible that you are one those pitiful politicians who tried to punk the people (and got punked right back in the process), or one of those programmed preachers out pimping the parishioners and supporting ungodly causes to keep a piece of that faith-based pie. Probably still pissed from ten years ago when God gave the vision to the Honorable Minister Farrakhan to call a million men, and not you, and I bet you really got your panties in a bunch now that the vision and mission has expanded to call millions more. You need to straighten up, get on the bus and try to savage your liberation, rather than sabotage it. Its better to get on the bus to D.C. willingly, than to be forced in the back of the drop squad van (and the high gas don’t even matter when it comes to liberation, even yours). The Honorable Minister reminded us that God is angry with America for her crimes against humanity, and this most recent whipping will not be the last. We have continued to disrespect our Ancestors by failing to remember them, by not calling on them, and by not honoring their struggle. Somewhere along the line, we must of thought that we had overcome. We must have forgotten the generations of kidnappings, rapes, castration, dismemberment of body parts, hangings, burnings, slave codes, Jim Crow, and black codes. After generations of being niggers, coons, pickininnies, jungle bunnies, porch monkeys, Negroes, colored, Blacks, Afro- Americans, African Americans and niggas, we must have forgotten that we are Africans. Sadly enough, it’s obvious that some of us do not want to be liberated. Some of us are like those lost ancestors, who were convinced, that even after being released from chattel enslavement, that it was better to stay on the plantation, under ol’ massa’s watchful eye, allowing him to control our lives and feed us swine and other garbage from his table, to be an unconditional slave, rather than a liberated African. Are you sabotaging your own liberation? Remember the words of the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, “ You’ve got to get the mind cleared out before you put the truth in it” and never forget, Aluta Continua, the struggle continues.