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Fifth Anniversary of Katrina,
Displacement Continues
By Jordan Flaherty
Poet Sunni Patterson is one of New Orleans’ most
beloved artists. She has performed in nearly every venue
in the city, toured the US, and frequently appears on
television and radio, from Democracy Now to
Def Poetry Jam. When she performs her poems in local
venues, half the crowd recites the words along with her.
But, like many who grew up here, she was forced to move
away from the city she loves. She left as part of a wave
of displacement that began with Katrina and still
continues to this day. While hers is just one story, it
is emblematic of the situation of many African Americans
from New Orleanians, who no longer feel welcomed in the
city they were born in.
Patterson comes from
New Orleans’s Ninth Ward. Her
family’s house was cut in half by the floodwaters and
has since been demolished. Despite the loss of her home,
she was soon back in the city, living in the
Treme
neighborhood. She spent much of the following years
traveling the country, performing poetry and trying to
raise awareness about the plight of New Orleans. But her
income was not enough—her post-Katrina rent was twice
what she had paid before the storm, and she was also
putting up money to help her family rebuild as well as
preparing for the birth of her son Jibril. “I wound up
getting evicted from my apartment because we were still
working on the house,” she said. “In the midst of it,
you realize that you are not generating the amount of
money you need to sustain a living.”
Just as the storm revealed racial inequalities, the
recovery has also been shaped by systemic racism.
According to a recent survey of New Orleanians by the
Kaiser Foundation, forty-two percent of African
Americans—versus just sixteen percent of whites—said
they still have not recovered from Katrina. Thirty-one
percent of African-American residents—versus eight
percent of white respondents—said they had trouble
paying for food or housing in the last year. Housing
prices in New Orleans have gone up sixty-three percent
just since 2009.
Eleven billion federal dollars went into
Louisiana’s
Road Home program, which was meant to help the city
rebuild. The payouts from this program went exclusively
to homeowners, which cut out renters from the primary
source of federal aid.
Even among homeowners, the program treated different
populations in different ways.
US District Judge Henry
Kennedy recently found that the program was racially
discriminatory in the formula it used to disperse funds.
By partially basing payouts on home values instead of on
damage to homes, the program favored properties in
wealthier—often whiter—neighborhoods. However, the
same judge found that nothing in the law obligated the
state to correct this discrimination for the 98% of
applicants whose cases have been closed.
At approximately 355,000, the city’s population remains
more than 100,000 lower than it’s pre-Katrina number,
and many counted in the current population are among the
tens of thousands who moved here post-Katrina. This puts
the number of New Orleanians still displaced at well
over 100,000—perhaps 150,000 or more. A survey by the
Louisiana Family Recovery Corps found that seventy-five
percent of African Americans who were displaced wanted
to return but were being kept out. Like Patterson, most
of those surveyed said economic forces kept them from
returning.
A Changed City
As New Orleans approaches the fifth anniversary of
Katrina and begins a long recovery from the BP drilling
disaster, the media has been searching for an uplifting
angle. Stories of the city’s rebirth are everywhere, and
there are reasons to feel good about New Orleans. The
Saints’ Superbowl victory was a turning point for the
city, and the
HBO series Treme has gone a long way
towards helping the story of the city’s trauma and
search for recovery get out to a wider audience. Music
festivals like Jazz Fest and
Essence Fest, which are so
central to the city’s tourism-based economy, have
brought in some of their largest crowds in recent years.
But despite positive developments in the city’s
recovery, more than 100,000 New Orleanians received a
one-way ticket out of town and still have received no
help in coming back, and these voices are left out of
most stories of the city. Many from this silenced
population complain of post-Katrina decisions that
placed obstacles in their path, such as the firing of
nearly 7,000 public school employees and canceling of
their union contract shortly after the storm, or the
tearing down of nearly 5,000 public housing units—two
post-Katrina decisions that disproportionately affected
Black residents.
Advocates have also noted that among those who are not
counted in the statistics on displacement are the New
Orleanians who are in the city, but not home. They fall
into the category that international human rights
organizations call internally displaced. The guiding
principles of internal displacement, as recognized by
the international community, call for more than return.
UN principles number 28 and 29 call for, in part, “the
full participation of internally displaced persons in
the planning and management of their return or
resettlement and reintegration.” They also state that,
“They shall have the right to participate fully and
equally in public affairs at all levels and have equal
access to public services,” as well as to have their
property and possessions replaced, or receive
“appropriate compensation or another form of just
reparation.”
In other words, these principles call for a return that
includes restoration and reparations. As
civil rights
attorney Tracie Washington has said, “I’m still
displaced, until the conditions that caused my
displacement have been alleviated. I’m still displaced
as long as
Charity Hospital remains closed. I’m still
displaced as long as rents remain unaffordable. I’m
still displaced as long as schools are in such bad
shape.” In the US, Katrina recovery has fallen under the
Stafford Act, a law that specifically excludes many of
these rights that international law guarantees.
Among those who are back in New Orleans but still
displaced are members of the city’s large homeless
population. In a report this week,
UNITY for the
Homeless estimated from 3,000 to 6,000 persons are
living in the city’s abandoned buildings. Seventy-five
percent of these undercounted residents are Katrina
survivors, most of whom had stable housing before the
storm. Eighty-seven percent are disabled, and a
disproportionate share are elderly.
Cultural Resistance
Sunni Patterson can’t remember a time when she wasn’t a
poet. The words flow naturally and seemingly
effortlessly from her. When she performs, it is like a
divine presence speaking though her body. Her frame is
small but she fills the room. Her voice conveys passion
and love and pain and loss. Her words illuminate current
events and history lessons—her topics ranging from the
Black Panthers in the
Desire housing projects to
domestic violence.
You can hear Sunni Patterson’s influence in the
performances of many young poets in New Orleans. And in
the work of Patterson, you can hear the history of
community elders passed along, the chants of
Mardi Gras
Indians, and the knowledge and embrace of neighbors and
family and friends. And Patterson is part of a large and
thriving community of socially conscious culture
workers. Since the late ’90s, you could find spoken word
poetry being performed somewhere in New Orleans almost
any night of the week. And many of these poets are also
teachers, activists, and community organizers.
Although Patterson’s house had been in her family for
generations, her relatives had difficulty presenting the
proper paperwork for the
Road Home Program—a problem
shared by many New Orleanians. “We’re dealing with
properties that have been passed down from generation to
generation,” says Patterson. “The paperwork is not
always available. A lot of elders are tired, they don’t
know what to do.”
Now, like so many other former New Orleanians, she
cannot afford to live in the city she loves. “I’m in
Houston,” she says, seemingly stunned by her own words.
“Houston. Houston. I can’t say that and make it sound
right. It hurts me to my heart that my child’s birth
certificate says Houston, Texas.”
One of the hardest aspects of leaving New Orleans has
been the loss of her community. “In that same house that
I grew up, my great grandmother and grandfather lived,”
she says. “Everybody that lived around there, you knew.
It was family. In New Orleans, even if you don’t know
someone, you still speak and wave and say hello. In
other cities, there’s something wrong with you if you
speak to someone you don’t know.”
New Orleanians were displaced after the storm to 5,500
cities, spread across every US state. Although the vast
majority of former New Orleanians are in nearby cities
like Houston, Dallas, or Atlanta, many are still living
in further locales from Utah to Maine. While she is sad
to be gone from the city, Patterson wants to see the
positive in the loss. “The good part is that New Orleans
energy and culture is now dispersed all over the world,”
she says. “You can’t kill it. Ain’t that something?
That’s what I love about it. So we still gotta give
thanks, even in the midst of the atrocity, that poetry
is still being created.”
Jordan Flaherty is a journalist, an editor of
Left Turn Magazine, and a staffer with the Louisiana
Justice Institute. He was the first writer to bring the
story of the Jena Six to a national audience, and his
award-winning reporting from the Gulf Coast has been
featured in a range of outlets including the New York
Times, Mother Jones, and Argentina's Clarin newspaper.
He has produced news segments for Al-Jazeera, TeleSur,
and Democracy Now! and appeared as a guest on CNN
Morning, Anderson Cooper 360, and Keep Hope Alive with
the Reverend Jesse Jackson. Haymarket Books has just
released his new book, FLOODLINES: Community and
Resistance from Katrina to the Jena Six. He can be
reached at
neworleans@leftturn.org
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Capitalism and the Ideal State:
Marcus Garvey / Negroes and the Crisis of Capitalism
(Du Bois) /
Economic Emancipation
of Africa
Liberty and Empire
/
Money is Speech
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On Capitalism:
Noam Chomsky
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Steps: Sunni /
sunni patterson we know this place /
"Niggas" don't make it....
Sunni
Patterson on 2cent TV /
Sunni
Patterson Live at The Signature
Sunni
Patterson at the 2010 US Social Forum /
Sunni
Patterson /
Sunni
Patterson What You Fightin For?
More than a poet, more than a singer,
more than an emcee--it's not just what she says, it's how she says it.
Emerging from the musical womb that is New Orleans, artist and visionary
Sunni Patterson combines the heritage and tradition of her Native town with
an enlightened modern worldview to create music and poetry that is timeless
in its groove. Sunni has been a featured performer at the many of Nation's
premier spoken word venues, including HBO's Def Poetry Jam. She has also
had the privilege of speaking at the Panafest in Ghana, West Africa.
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African Revolutions
By
Mukoma wa Ngugi
Her womb pressed against the desert to
bear the parasite
that eats her insides like termites
drill into dry wood.
He is born into an empty bowl, fist
choking umbilical cord.
She dies sighing, child son at last. He
couldn't have known,
instinct told him—always raise your
arm in defense of your
own—Strike! Strike until they are all
dead! Egg shells
in your hands milk bottle held between
your toes,
you have been anointed twice, you strong
enough to kill
at birth and survive. You will want to
name the world
after yourself but you will have no
name—a collage of dead
roots, tongues and other things. You
will point your sword
to the center of the earth, duel the
world to split into perfect
mirrors after your imperfect mutations
but you will be
too weak having latched your self onto
too many streams
straddling too many continents, pulling
patches of a self
as one does fruits from an
orchard, building a home
of planks with many faces. How does one
look into a mirror
with a face that washes clean every
rainy season?
He has an identity for every occasion—here he is Lenin
there Jesus and yesterday Marx—inflexible truths inherited
without roots. To be nothing to remain
nothing, to kill
at birth—such love can only drink from
our wrists. We
storming from our past to Jo'Burg eating
wisdom of others
building homes made of our grandparent's
bones. We
gathering momentum that eats out of our
earth, We standing
pens and bullets hurled at you, your
enemies. Comrade, there
are many ways to die. A dog dies never
having known
why it lived but a free death belongs to
a life lived in roots,
roots not afraid of growing where they
stand, roots tapped all over
the earth. Comrade,
for a tree to grow, it must first own
its earth.
Source:
Zeleza |
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The Slave Ship
By Marcus Rediker
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Wild Women Don’t Have the
Blues
By Ida Cox
I hear these women raving 'bout their
monkey men
About their fighting husbands and their
no good friends
These poor women sit around all day and
moan
Wondering why their wandering papas
don't come home
But wild women don't worry, wild women
don't have the blues.
Now when you've got a man, don't ever be
on the square
'Cause if you do he'll have a woman
everywhere
I never was known to treat no one man
right
I keep 'em working hard both day and
night
because wild women don't worry, wild
women don't have no blues.
I've got a disposition and a way of my
own
When my man starts kicking I let him
find another home
I get full of good liquor, walk the
streets all night
Go home and put my man out if he don't
act right
Wild women don't worry, wild women don't
have no blues
You never get nothing by being an angel
child
You better change your ways and get real
wild
I wanna tell you something, I wouldn't
tell you no lie
Wild women are the only kind that ever
get by
Wild women don't worry, wild women don't
have no blues.
Born
Ida
Prather,25 February 1896 in Toccoa,
Habersham County, Georgia, United
States. Died 10 November 1967 (aged 71)
Genres Jazz, Blues Instruments Vocalist. |
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Guarding the Flame of Life
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Strange Fruit Lynching Report
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The State of African Education
(April 200)
Attack On Africans Writing Their Own
History Part 1 of 7
Dr Asa Hilliard III speaks on the assault of academia on
Africans writing and accounting for their own history.
Dr Hilliard is A
teacher, psychologist, and historian.
Part 2 of 7
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Part
3 of 7 /
Part 4 of 7
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Part 5 of 7 /
Part 6 of 7 /
Part 7 of 7
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A thousand voices / agonizing in
deep / water with no / relief in sight --
"Exodus" Artwork by Charles Siler, N'awlins
Survivor |
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Bob Marley— Exodus
Bob
Marley was a Jamaican singer-songwriter
and musician. He was the lead singer,
songwriter and guitarist for the ska,
rocksteady and reggae bands The Wailers
(19641974) and Bob Marley & the Wailers
(19741981). Marley remains the most
widely known and revered performer of
reggae music, and is credited for
helping spread both Jamaican music and
the Rastafari movement (of which he was
a committed member), to a worldwide
audience.
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Exodus
By Bob Marley
Exodus! Movement of Jah people!
oh-oh-oh, yea-eah!
Well uh, oh. let me tell you this:
Men and people will
fight ya down (tell me why!)
When ya see Jah light.
(ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!)
Let me tell you if you're not wrong;
(then, why? )
Everything is all right.
So we gonna walk—All
right!—through
de roads of creation:
We the generation (tell me why!)
Trod through great tribulation—trod
through great tribulation.
Exodus! All right! Movement of Jah
people!
Oh, yeah! o-oo, yeah! All right!
Exodus! Movement of Jah people! oh,
yeah!
Yeah-yeah-yeah, well!
Open your eyes and look within.
Are you satisfied with the life you're
living? uh!
We know where we're going, uh!
We know where we're from.
We're leaving Babylon,
We're going to our father's land.
One, Two, Three, Four
Exodus! Movement of Jah people! oh,
yeah!
Movement of Jah people!—send
us another Brother Moses!
Movement of Jah people!—from
across the Red Sea!
Movement of Jah people!—send
us another Brother Moses!
Movement of Jah people!—from
across the Red Sea!
Movement of Jah people!
Exodus! All right! oo-oo-ooh! oo-ooh!
Movement of Jah people! oh, yeah!
Exodus!
Exodus! All right!
Exodus! now, now, now, now!
Exodus!
Exodus! oh, yea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-eah!
Exodus!
Exodus! All right!
Exodus! uh-uh-uh-uh!
One, Two, Three, Four
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move!
Open your eyes and look within.
Are you satisfied with the life you're
living?
We know where we're going;
We know where we're from.
We're leaving Babylon, yall!
We're going to our father's land.
Exodus! All right! Movement of Jah
people!
Exodus! Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move!
Move!
Jah come to break downpression,
Rule equality.
Wipe away transgression.
Set the captives free!
Exodus! All right, all right!
Movement of Jah people! oh, yeah!
Exodus! Movement of Jah people! oh, now,
now, now, now!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Move! Move! Move! Move! Move! Move!
uh-uh-uh-uh!
Movement of Jah people!
Move!
Movement of Jah people!
Move!
Movement of Jah people)!
Move!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people)!
Movement of Jah people)!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people!
Movement of Jah people! |
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John Henrik Clarke—A Great and Mighty Walk
Africa Unite: A Celebration of Bob Marley’s Vision
Directed by
Stephanie Black
In 2005, to
celebrate what would have been Bob Marley’s 60th
birthday, his widow,
Rita Marley, and several of Marley’s offspring
staged a gala concert in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia,
in celebration of the iconic reggae singer’s
commitment to African unity. In addition to the
concert, a week of Unicef-sponsored workshops,
discussions and debates took place, in which
delegates such as actor and human-rights activist
Danny Glover and controversial Jamaican
politician
Dudley
Thompson contemplated what it means to be an
African descendant outside Africa. Young people from
all over the continent also gathered to discuss
their own roles in Africa’s future.
Africa Unite: A Celebration of Bob Marley’s Vision
is
Stephanie Black’s documentary of the event.
Black has already given us the hard-hitting Life and
Debt, which explores the destructive impact of the
IMF and the
World Bank in Jamaica, and H-2 Worker, which
exposed the unbelievably exploitative situation
facing Jamaican sugarcane cutters in Florida. In
Africa Unite, she makes efforts to keep a
political-activist focus intact, which is difficult,
because much of the movie is devoted to bland
concert footage. But the film’s most heartening bits
come in testimony from the young Africans who will
themselves make up Africa’s next generation of
leaders. Also captivating is the sub-plot provided
by Bongo Tawney, a poor, elder Rasta who travels to
Ethiopia for the first time and who is visibly moved
by what he encounters there.
On the downside, the film is generally disjointed.
It is sometimes difficult to get a sense of how the
events unfolded, and of the exact significance of
each segment, as there is so much concert footage
interspersed. The concert footage itself does not
translate particularly well to the small screen; you
probably had to be there to understand the magnitude
of the concert, which lasted 12 hours and drew over
350,000 people. And no disrespect to Marley’s
children, but every time I’ve seen them live, I wish
they would leave their father’s work alone and
concentrate on their own talents. But needless to
say, as this concert was in celebration of Daddy’s
birthday, every one of the Marley boys presents a
classic number from the 70s, and for some reason,
each feels the need to remain on stage for the
entirety of his siblings’ performances, which only
adds to the dragging sense of what features here.
The bonus concert footage fares little better than
that on the main DVD, though a duet by Rita and
Marley’s mother is kind of sweet. In contrast, there
are illuminating, though brief, interviews with Rita
Marley and several of Bob’s sons, giving some
context to the proceedings in terms of their own
views on Africa in general and Ethiopia in
particular. In summary, although it’s hardly
essential viewing overall, Marley fans will probably
find something of interest.
Source:MepPublishers
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Africa Unite
By Bob Marley
Africa, Unite
'Cause we're moving right out of Babylon
And we're going to our father's land
How good and how pleasant it would be
Before GOD and man, yeah
To see the unification of all Africans,
yeah
As it's been said already let it be
done, yeah
We are the children of the Rastaman
We are the children of the Higher Man
Africa, unite 'cause the children wanna
come home
Africa, unite 'cause we're moving right
out of Babylon
And we're grooving to our father's land
How good and how pleasant it would be
Before GOD and man
To see the unification of all Rastaman,
yeah
As it's been said already let it be done
I tell you who we are under the sun
We are the children of the Rastaman
We are the children of the Higher Man
So, Africa, unite, Africa, unite
Unite for the benefit of your people
Unite for it's later than you think
Unite for the benefit of your children
Unite for it's later than you think
Africa awaits its creators, Africa
awaiting its creators
Africa, you're my forefather cornerstone
Unite for the Africans abroad, unite for
the Africans a yard
Africa, Unite |
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Steps: Sunni /
sunni patterson we know this place /
"Niggas" don't make it....
Sunni
Patterson on 2cent TV /
Sunni
Patterson Live at The Signature
Sunni
Patterson at the 2010 US Social Forum /
Sunni
Patterson /
Sunni
Patterson What You Fightin For?
More than a poet, more than a singer,
more than an emcee--it's not just what she says, it's how she says it.
Emerging from the musical womb that is New Orleans, artist and visionary
Sunni Patterson combines the heritage and tradition of her Native town with
an enlightened modern worldview to create music and poetry that is timeless
in its groove. Sunni has been a featured performer at the many of Nation's
premier spoken word venues, including HBO's Def Poetry Jam. She has also
had the privilege of speaking at the Panafest in Ghana, West Africa.
Disintegration: The Splintering of Black
America
By
Eugene Robinson
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Floodlines
Community and Resistance from Katrina to the
Jena Six
By Jordan Flaherty
Preface by Tracie Washington
/ Foreward by Amy Goodman
When Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans, it
was a tragedy. What followed was a
government-sanctioned travesty. Flaherty, a
white New Orleans resident and journalist,
interviews a number of locals about the
recovery effort, outlining a systemic
pattern that includes restrictions of
service, human rights violations, and
destruction of property targeting the city's
African-American majority. |
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The behavior of the notorious New Orleans police
department towards this community is appalling, but
even more distressing is Flaherty's reporting on the
failure of the federal government to respond to the
needs of its citizens, and their use of paramilitary
mercenaries to enforce a pattern of brutal
occupation. To learn how profoundly the system
failed (and continues to fail) will be extremely
difficult for some readers, and Flaherty pulls no
punches in his quest to uncover failures,
highlighting how the systems in place for rebuilding
(foundation support, non-profit groups, military
intervention) remain woefully inadequate. Readers
will be compelled, depressed, disturbed, and angered
by what they find in this well-written report.
Crucial reading—Publishers
Weekly
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Salvage the Bones
A Novel by Jesmyn Ward
On one level, Salvage the Bones is a simple story about a poor black family that’s about to be trashed by one of the most deadly hurricanes in U.S. history. What makes the novel so powerful, though, is the way Ward winds private passions with that menace gathering force out in the Gulf of Mexico. Without a hint of pretension, in the simple lives of these poor people living among chickens and abandoned cars, she evokes the tenacious love and desperation of classical tragedy. The force that pushes back against Katrina’s inexorable winds is the voice of Ward’s narrator, a 14-year-old girl named Esch, the only daughter among four siblings. Precocious, passionate and sensitive, she speaks almost entirely in phrases soaked in her family’s raw land. Everything here is gritty, loamy and alive, as though the very soil were animated. Her brother’s “blood smells like wet hot earth after summer rain. . . . His scalp looks like fresh turned dirt.” Her father’s hands “are like gravel,” while her own hand “slides through his grip like a wet fish,” and a handsome boy’s “muscles jabbered like chickens.” Admittedly, Ward can push so hard on this simile-obsessed style that her paragraphs risk sounding like a compost heap, but this isn’t usually just metaphor for metaphor’s sake. She conveys something fundamental about Esch’s fluid state of mind: her figurative sense of the world in which all things correspond and connect. She and her brothers live in a ramshackle house steeped in grief since their mother died giving birth to her last child. . . . What remains, what’s salvaged, is something indomitable in these tough siblings, the strength of their love, the permanence of their devotion.— WashingtonPost
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