More African-Americans are in custody for minor marijuana convictions though they represent only a minority of drug users and here is how they are treated upon arrest. Notice that all the officers are WHITE:
Archive for October, 2012
UPDATE TO ORIGINAL POSTING: With the coming November 8th election, every voting American should watch this series of news reports produced by THE REAL NEWS NETWORK; an independent Internet News Network that tells it like it is and can boast ZERO conflict of corporate interests gaining its financial support solely from its viewers/registered members:
In recognition of elections in the United States and elsewhere on this troubled Globe, I offer up the following:
Platform in hand claiming new convention
Political pundits’ cry for attention
The electorate looks the other way
Saying `why bother’ in the end, we still pay
Each Party claims: `light at the end of the tunnel‘
Yet the money gets siphoned as quick as water down a funnel
With words like: Promise, Trust and, Honesty, increasingly typical
The populace has reason to grow more tired and cynical
This vile condition breeds chronic mistrust and skepticism
And a country void of a future and dwindling optimism.
Change To Timeless Promises
Change, to timeless promises, sinks
Into the depths of mental madness;
Driven there by the energies
Expended upon reflection;
Bringing tangled weaves of
Truth to hypocrisies seen;
Weaned on the milked teat
Of societal dream’s rhetoric;
To escape to this tragedy’s
Each, revisited, forth year’s
First Monday’s November.
Author’s Note: All the News about a `frankinstorm’ about to hit the region where I live has infused a sense of foreboding to stimulate the following poem. Strange how the few words of the first line to the poem could generate such an eerie picture but, I guess, that’s what writing is all about! Enjoy and Happy Halloween!
A deathly stillness did befall the night
Even nocturnal creatures lay out of sight
What evil doing doth bring on such fright
Will all be alive to see the new morning light?
As the darkened hours ascended toward dawn
Silence did greet, void of sounds of a morning’s song
Til a rumbling stirred, falling color leaves to the lawn
A stirring to awaken all to wonder: what is going on?
The ground shook, with a fury and a roar
A foreboding darkened sky hinted to what was in store
The wind howled, shaking even the most secure door
Was this the coming of the elder’s whispered lore?
Shaken to the root, all this sudden commotion, did cause
Giving even the sanest of people, reason to pause
Knowing that this happening did defy all physical laws
Or is it more a telling, of humanity denying its flaws?
Endless seemed the uprooting of all that was earthly built
Thousands to their knees pleading forgiveness of all guilt
With no one to heed, all came to be beneath the settling silt
A new epoch’s beginning, brought on by the Earth’s sudden tilt.
the price is loneliness to be of individual mind
to lack being want of any of the same kind
left alone to suffer ridicule for suggestion to find
greater worth in Self, then to follow the blind
body defeating the universal clay-mould
defying to suffer the history of that being told
living truth to sought wisdom before being old
knowing strength from conflict with that being sold
eon’s history derives the same, repeated end
where individuals die for unknown others, asking to defend
the honor of the group collective that it survive to contend
perpetuating the myth: spilled blood, to humanity’s survival, it does lend.
Trapped, entombed in this callous, decaying, cellular mass of bone, sinew and flesh;
This parasite of youthful exuberance; living devil soul being denied the rejoice of PARTY!
For shamelessly, shameful visceral infliction upon past epoch’s realm existence
Cast down to suffer this prolong, painful, yet inevitable, dimension’s journey end
Imbibing intoxicant’s nature spell weaves a sanctuary of mind’s invention
Turning fabric of space to living, joyful reality
Blissfully expounded and exposed for both the magic and the magical!
Enveloped in the warmth of strange bodys’ heat and pheromone infused wet
The infinite, rhythm trance of digital vibrations spun, spin their spell
Elevating synoptic punctuation to frequency’s intent
Conjuring addictive initiates expulsion to pineal-mind delights
Manifesting echelon journey beyond 3-dimensional weight
Succumbing to ethereal, cosmic electric vibrational embrace
Submitting to resistance that clogs the conduit, column spine
To expose the true pinnacle end of the electric-climax thrill
The JOY! awaits ALL who too are so hopelessly entombed!
Genesis to this living, 21st century, global financial problem
Is the matter intellectual minds strive but struggle to be resolve’n
Their Keynesian rationale to economic contributing factors
Derives diverse camps but many more detractors
All the while the middle class and lower take the brunt of the pain
Imposed by government austerity, wages reduced to levels insane
The wealth befalling the minority, corporate elite unwaveringly, continues to rise
Fueled by G20 political rhetoric that only serves to define and further the lies
The ultimate climax to this global human failing condition has yet to arrive
With the ensuing death and destruction of countless, innocent human lives.
has ‘failure’ become this path to claim,
to render it synonymous with my name,
the quality to wit seems my fame,
that furrows the brow in dire shame,
acknowledged by another’s disdain,
witnessed by their willing refrain,
from comradre’ that doth sustain,
and if so, where truly, lies the blame?