WHAT A GOOD DAY!!
For some time now, I have been asking for help in getting rid of strawberries (crack whores) in my area on Washington Avenue and on the corners. I had noticed that over 70 percent of the cars that pick these women up are from out of town.
Anyway, in my back yard on Wednesday morning last week, there were seven U.S Marshals, agents from the Alabama Bureau of Investigations and the Alabama Department of Agriculture and deputies from the Macon County Sheriff Department. All of these people had gun drawn; two had AK-47 hanging low. All were white. One speaks to me and says they are looking for people. After five minutes, they were looking throughout the Greenwood neighborhood for probationviolator, dopers and drug dealers. The bad guys were running everywhere. (Two strawberries left town, two were arrested and the rest or hiding or running away.)
At 11:00 a.m. the agents are back in my yard, still looking for the bad people. I thanked them for all they were doing, but I guess I can’t use the dynamite now.
I made tea and brandy cookies for when officers would come back. I think I owe some of you steak and lobster, with wine and a designated driver. Maybe three days of these guys cleaning up this town might really help us. Then our continuous rain can wash the other trash away.
On Friday the Marshalls and other agents were throughout the Greenwood neighborhood again. The local residents were back on their front porches. (They make a true neighborhood watch, you know.)
Politics in Tuskegee is as ugly as ever. (Maybe a little worse, for the specter of elitism has raised its ugly head. You did see that coming, didn’t you?) After 37 years of black rule, the people are still infected with low self-esteem and self-hatred. What does that say about the leaders?
I had a tour from Atlanta on Saturday. On Sunday, there was a bus load of people from Augusta. You guessed it: No gift shops and no restaurants open. I don’t take tourists to fast food places. The message we send to tourists: Welcome to Tuskegee and don’t forget to take your money back home with you…Damn! Damn! Damn!
Municipal Court has the same old look: lots of girls with babies, and handcuffed guys pleading poverty as an excuse for not paying child support. There has got to be a better way. What did we do before courts started ordering people to take care of their children? Did you see or hear of the guy with 21 cases of mamas baby drama? This guy should be the poster child for why we should castrate.
Historically speaking, during slavery masters bought the big buck, made him “rooster”, and allowed him to have his way with all of the baby factories. But if he became unruly the buck was often sold off. The mentality of creating babies and abandoning both babies and their mothers left a large scar on the psyche of the Negro and his culture. Although this behavior was forced on slaves, it is to often willingly perpetuated by too many of our young men. Hmmmm Master must have a machine for continuing the legacy of “free labor,”
Recently, I received a call from a movie company. Many thanks to citizens, the Park Service and TU for sending them to me. The Spirit of Tuskegee and myths and legends of Tuskegee are to be filmed here? Hmmmm Well, we have the stories!!
Guys, if you can make the time, please see the play,The Broker. This brainchild of Dyann Robinson is a factual story about Tuskegee Negro leader, Lewis Adams, Oh, yeah!! No one gets shot, no one steals anything, and no one is hooked on drugs. This is a family play. This is the last week for you to see it.
Volunteers are needed at the Airmen convention Las Vegas. If you are near that city, go volunteer and enjoy!!
Take care jimmy
