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Saturday, February 11, 2012

BLACK QUINTUPLETS SURVIVE IN NIGERIA! -A GREAT FEAT FOR NIGERIAN HOSPITALS! -FROM THE NATION AND THE PUNCH NEWSPAPERS,NIGERIA


‘I‘ve not only hung my boots, I have thrown them out’

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The duo of Okorie Uguru and Wale Adepoju were at the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH), Idi Araba to witness an unusual send off. 
The neo-natal ward of the Lagos University Teaching Hospital (LUTH), Idi Araba, Lagos, is not used to conducting send off ceremonies for discharged infants born in the hospital. 
However, last Thursday that tradition was broken. The reason? This is no ordinary time and such a time deserves special treat. The Shofunlayo quintuplet delivered in the hospital on December 16 last year are ready to go home hale and hearty.
 As a prelude, five baby cots lined side by side, and the quintuplet were brought one after the other and placed inside the cots. They were cute in the cloth and caps on their heads. 
Bundles of joy
All around, doctors, nurses and every one in LUTH engaged in one way or the other in nurturing the Shofunlayo quintuplet since they were born were beaming with smiles. One could understand. It was the first time that such high number of multiple births would be delivered in the hospital and all would survive.  That was the reason the management board of the hospital gathered, not only to bid the children goodbye as they returned to their parents’ home, but also came with gifts for the children. 
LUTH’s message for the proud parents Mr. Wale and Olayemi Shofunlayo was that the doors of the hospital was opened to the family whenever there was need for any check up without any protocol. 
Although one could see in his disposition the façade of an expert who has seen it all, the eyes of Professor Godwin Olu Ajayi, a professor of Obstetrics and Gynaecology still betrayed excitement and happiness.  Ajayi and his assistants monitored and saw to the nurturing of the babies right from the womb and delivered them safely. 
Ajayi, who is also President of Society of Perinatal Medicine of Nigeria (SOPMON), speaking about the quintuplet and their welfare said: “It is actually for me a very joyful moment that we have this type of delivery here. We, right from the beginning thought that it was four, but on the day of delivery, the Almighty God told us that he was wiser and better than all. The parents must have been budgeting for four but now they are five. I immediately I left the operation theatre, I had to call the husband and told him the number of children. And what was going on in my mind was that this is a blessed country yet, the government does nothing for us.”
According to him, in 2002 a similar case had to be referred abroad when around 20th week it was discovered the pregnant mother and father were AS (sickle cell carriers). Further tests showed that the expectant mother was also carrying a virus. The medical team was unsure whether the pathogens have the touched the placenta and done any harm. After several considerations the mother had to be sent to the United States of America where she eventually delivered in New York. After the delivery the Mayor of gave the children citizenship of the US and provided the parents with a house and nanny. 
However, for the Shofunlayos, parents of the quintuplet, it has been a long journey that the hospital chapter has closed on a positive note. Last Tuesday was exactly six months, 184 days since the mother left her home and the hospital became her temporary abode.   The couple is now looking forward to taking care of their children in the comfort of their home. Before the birth of the quintuplet, they had only a male child. 
Looking to a bright future
While the husband is a little reticent on having another child, Mrs. Shofunlayo was categorical: “I have not only hung my boots, I have thrown them out of the window.” 
To Mr. Shofunlayo the prospect of catering for these children does weigh him down: “I am really very happy for what God has done for me. I ought to have had more than one child before now, but it was not possible so God decided to compensate me for the delay by giving me a quintuplet. I am very sure he will give me the wherewithal to take of them. I am just so happy.” 
He added: “I have taken it as a responsibility. Even before now if I had been spending too much in other areas, I have put a break so that I would be able to meet up with my responsibility   and also put more efforts in my job.” He does not however rule out receiving any assistance if offered especially from the state or federal government. 
Talking about his experience, he said: “We always go together, even coming to LUTH I brought her. I was happy. The issue of children for us had been delayed. So, if God wants to compensate me for that, why not. At a point to ease herself was a Herculean task, I had to assist. It was not easy at all. At a time she had bed sore because of lying for a long time in one place. I felt so much pity for her. Most of the times, I had to help her by massaging her stomach.”
 Shofunlayo is disappointed that all the tiers of government had not deemed it fit to identify with his family and LUTH on the medical success recorded. He said: “I expected to see representatives of both the federal and state governments come to identify with us. We all know that this thing that happened is not a thing that happens every day and it certainly will go down in the records. This is a federal hospital and I am sure the Minister of Health is aware of this breakthrough. We are not asking him to give us anything, but he could through the Medical Director of the hospital communicate with us.  There is no acknowledgement that such a thing happened.“ 
Professor Edna Iroha, a professor of Paediatrics, who spoke on the success the hospital has recorded with the quintuplet said: “The birth of the children is special. The normal thing is usually one two, three, but when it goes beyond that, I mean it is something big and special in a way. I tell you what you haven’t asked. There is a certain amount of weight that the uterus can’t carry beyond that, the baby must come out; about three kilogram, a little over four. But in this case, five of them and none weighed less than one kg. 
“We are talking about six kg or more. How she managed for that length of time, it is a miracle.  You would have thought that that the five of them by the time the total weight is approaching four kg, she would pour them but surprisingly they stayed on and you can relate survival to weight. The bigger you are in terms of weight, the more likely their survival and in terms of gestational age, the longer they stayed there, the higher their weight all things being equal, the mother is feeding well, the placenta is able to deliver that nutrient from the mother to the womb.”
On whether the mother being at her prime, contributed to the success of the birth Iroha said: “It has some contributions. The earlier in life you have your babies, the better the chances of those babies surviving both in terms of gestation, the size and then the absence of abnormality. So, the age of the mother contributes a lot.” 
The babies have been in incubators since they were born. However, two of them are now big enough to be weaned off the incubator and their temperature outside it is stable. 
Iroha has advice for potential mothers faced with such multiple conception. According to her “ One thing that I will say, looking at this mother, is that she got to the hospital, she had bed rest and she delivered in the hospital unlike the ones they have transferred to us in the past, babies born in another hospital and then transferring that to the specialist institutions and by that time they would have lost some time. These babies would have gone very cold, their respiratory problems would have worsened but these ones came out and they were handed over to us, next to the incubators. It was just a matter of seconds and minutes. So, I think that contributed. So, if anybody is going to have a premature delivery, whether one or five, it is better done in a facility or in an institution where the facilities and experts are available” 
For LUTH and the Shofunlayo family, it is an idyllic story that ends well. 

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from punch newspaper

We spend N.4m monthly to feed our quintuplets – Mother

Mr and Mrs Shofunlayo with their quintuplets
MOTUNRAYO ABODERIN spent a day at the Ijede home of Mrs. Olayemi Shofunlayo, the 30-year-old woman who gave birth to quintuplets last month and in this report she highlights the challenges the family has been facing nursing the five children.
The journey to the Number 35, Peace Avenue, Unity Estate, Ijede, Ikorodu home of Mr. and Mrs. Olayemi Shofunlayo last week Tuesday was eventful. Though the road was dusty and bumpy, the serenity of the area bears testimony to the peace that reigns in the estate. Residents were hospitable as most of them gladly directed our correspondent who was visiting the area for the first time to the house. The house itself bears testimony to the fact that the family is just like an average Nigerian family hustling to survive. Sparsely furnished, the three-bedroom house located on a plot of land is devoid of the conveniences that one would see in opulent environment such as Lekki and Victoria Island. But the occupiers are living in peace.
The mother of five warmly welcomed our correspondent to the house. Mrs. Shofunlayo, who appeared weak and sleepy, introduced our correspondent to some of her relations who had come to help her nurse her five children. After the introduction, the woman narrated the challenges she and her husband, Wale, a self-employed lawyer had been going through nursing their five new born babies. Though the interview was intermittently disrupted by the babies’ cry for attention, Shofunlayo revealed a story that was woven in pains and pleasure.
“Nursing a baby is challenging how much more nurturing five children at the same time, my sister it is not easy but I’m not complaining because it is a good stress,” the woman, who was delivered of the quintuplets on December 16 last year, opened up
THE PUNCH had reported the delivery of the five babies, which occurred on Friday, December 16, 2010. It was Mrs. Shofunlayo’s second delivery and also the first quintuplets recorded at LUTH.
The quintuplets were successfully delivered through caesarian operations. They are now at the family home located at Ijede, Ikorodu.
However the shock of starting with a set of quintuplets and the demands of nurturing them has yet to strain the joy of the new mother.
Asked how much she spent in a month on her babies, Shofunlayo said her family spent nothing less than N.4m. She added that this could increase as the fuel price hike had affected the prices of all consumables and baby products.
She said, “While I was on bed rest, I bought some baby things which cost about N380,000. That was in December before the Federal Government increased the price of petrol. Most of those things will finish at the end of this month. That means I have to go to the market again and with more money. It’s costing my husband so much, but it is worth the investment. These are my babies and they deserve the best.”
Breastfeeding the babies is another challenge for the new mother of five. However, in spite of the strain that this would impact on her, Shofunlayo maintained that she would endure the hardship for the sake of her children.
She said, “I have to struggle to feed the five babies one after the other until they fall asleep. I spend all the day breastfeeding them. When I’m feeding one, that’s when another wakes, and another. The first day after I was discharged was very challenging; I could not sleep throughout the day till the next morning. My eyes were so heavy. I was tired.
“I later devised a means to make life easy for myself. While the babies are asleep, fill their bottles with breast milk, and then mix it with baby formula.  So far, things have been going well. But breastfeeding is just a fraction of what a baby needs. At that tender age, they cry for attention.”
But Shofunlayo said that her mother, mother-in-law and sister had been providing the needed assistance. “I thank God for my family. They have been by my side. I can’t imagine going through this journey alone. But I still hope to hire house helps later,” she said.
However, if breastfeeding the babies is difficult, raising money for their daily upkeep is tasking. The mother is presently jobless while the husband, Wale, is a self-employed lawyer. But according to the woman, the family is coping by the grace of God
  Recalling the years she was still trusting God for a child, Shofunlayo said that they were years of pain. “Yes, they were years of pain but I thank God for He has wiped off her tears and that is why I described the present stress I’m passing through as a good stress,” she said.
However, Shofunlayo said that she was not pleased with the response of the Lagos and Federal Government, noting that nobody had visited the babies from the two sides.
She added, “No representative from the Lagos State Government visited me at the hospital. It is not right. I’m sure they heard but chose to ignore us. I’m not asking them for money, they would have at least paid a courtesy visit. If this had happened in some other states, I’m sure government officials would have come to check on the welfare of the babies.”
But in spite of the state government’s silence, Shofunlayo said that so many well wishers including non-governmental organisations, private companies had been  strong pillars of support for the babies.
She said, “I have also been getting calls from people asking me to send the account numbers of my babies. People have been of great support. I thank God. He has not left me stranded.”
Speaking on the welfare of her babies, Shofunlayo said that they were all in a stable condition.
“The last boy is so fair like me, and the other girls look like their dad. They took the shape of his face,” she added.
She said that the birth of her quintuplets had brought an unexpected publicity to her family, one she would never have envisioned. “When the first media house visited me at the hospital, I thought that was going to be the end, but it did not stop. Even Cable News Network and CNTV, a Chinese Television station paid me a visit. I was baffled.”
On the popular Ogunsanya quadruplets, who just bagged Master’s degree from the same university in the United Kingdom, Shofunlayo congratulated them and their parents. She said they must have spent fortunes before the quadruplets could attain that academic heights
“I just had my babies for less than two months, and I know that we have spent lots of money. So now, hearing about the story of the parents who trained four children up to Master’s level is mind-blowing. You can’t begin to imagine the amount of money those parents would have spent on those children. I salute the parents. Train a child up to secondary school level is no joke; talk less of Master’s level.

Wednesday, February 08, 2012

OUR BLACK POWER MOMENT at the 1968 OLYMPICS!

Smith and Carlos, the 200m gold and bronze medallists, don black gloves and give the Black Power salute on the podium in Mexico in 1968

Tommie Smith and John Carlos protest at the Mexico Olympic Games in 1968. Animation: Jonny Weeks

Simon Burnton

The Guardian, Wed 8 Feb 2012 11.16 GMT

On 17 October 2005 a 20ft-high statue was unveiled at San Jose State University showing their former students Tommie Smith and John Carlos frozen, fists aloft, as they had stood exactly 37 years earlier on the Olympic podium in Mexico City. "Tommie Smith and John Carlos stood for justice, dignity, equality and peace," reads the inscription. "Hereby the university and associated students commemorate their legacy."

Two years later Smith published his autobiography. In 2008 the pair were given the Arthur Ashe Courage Award at the ESPYs, something akin to an American Sports Personality of the Year awards. Carlos's own autobiography followed last October. This, now, is their life, full of speaking engagements and interviews, publicity and publication, applause and acclaim.

In the moments before the medal ceremony in Mexico City, Carlos, Smith – as of a few moments earlier the 200 metres world record-holder – and the Australian silver-medallist Peter Norman sat in a room the athletes called "the dungeon", deep in the bowels of the Olympic Stadium. As they prepared, they discussed what was about to happen. One of the things mentioned was the possibility of them being murdered on the spot.

"I remember telling Mr Smith: 'Remember when we get out there, we've been trained as runners to listen to the gun,'" Carlos has said. "'So when we get out there and do what we do, if the hammer hits that bullet, hit the deck. Don't be just a duck on the table for them to just shoot at.'"

Whose idea was the raised fist? With depressing inevitability, both athletes have claimed it. According to Carlos, just before the final he suggested it to Smith: "I'm going to do something on the stand to let those in power know they're wrong. I want you with me." He even claimed to have deliberately lost the race, because "Tommie Smith would have never put his fist in the sky had I won". But if this were true, why would Smith by then have procured the pair of black gloves the pair famously go on to share? Smith, meanwhile, recalled: "I told John what I was planning to do. I said: 'You don't have to do anything that I do, but this is what I'm going to do. Just follow my lead.'" These competing claims caused the pair to fall out for several years, but more recently Carlos has stated that the protest had been planned by the two athletes together over a period of days.

What is currently agreed on is this: they wore gloves to represent black America, and removed their shoes and wore black socks to symbolise the poverty of the American black community. Smith wore a scarf and Carlos a bead necklace, recalling lynching. Both Americans wore the badge of the Olympic Project for Human Rights, and they planned to raise their gloved fists, which according to Smith at the time "stood for the power in black America".

Norman recalled those moments in "the dungeon" thus: "They involved me in the conversation. It wasn't a secret huddle, they were letting me know. It was my suggestion that they split Tommie's gloves because John had left his back in his room. [Then] I said to John: 'You got another one of those badges?' 'If I get you one, will you wear it?' he asked. 'I sure would,' I replied."

Neither Smith nor Carlos had a spare badge, but as they walked into the light of the stadium they saw Paul Hoffman, a (white) member of the US rowing team and OPHR activist. "I was wearing my badge and he came up and said: 'Hey mate, you got another one of those?' So here's this white Australian, with two black Americans, who wants to wear an OPHR badge, and I was damned if I was going to be the one who says he can't," Hoffman told the BBC (in the excellent documentary Black Power Salute, which you can currently see here). "So I took mine off and handed it to him."

They reached the podium, where a rather bemused Lord Burghley, the sixth marquis of Essex – a Conservative politician and International Olympic Committee member who 40 years earlier had won gold in Amsterdam in the 400m hurdles – placed their medals around their necks. When asked later what he had thought of the gloves, he said: "I thought they had hurt their hand."

The anthem started. Smith and Carlos thrust their fists in the air. Different people recall the reaction within the stadium very differently: Time magazine reported that "a wave of boos rippled through the spectators", but Newsweek describes simply a "murmur [that] rippled through the stadium", and in the New York Times it is reported that the protest "actually passed without much general notice". What is certain is that for everybody involved, life was about to change for ever.

If San Jose's brilliant sprinting coach, Lloyd "Bud" Winter, was responsible for them reaching the podium, another member of the university's staff was largely responsible for what they did there: Harry Edwards, the inspirational young sociology professor and creator of the OPHR, had done much to politicise the pair – particularly Smith, by nature more reserved and less militant than his fellow medallist.

Edwards had originally advocated a black boycott of the Games. "For years we have carried the United States on our backs with our victories, and race relations are now worse than ever," he had told the New York Times. "It's time for the black people to stand up as men and women and refuse to be utilised as performing animals for a little extra dog food."

The boycott was also supported by Martin Luther King, who had met Edwards and several athletes including Carlos in New York a few days before he was assassinated in April that year. "I would like to commend the outstanding athletes who have the courage and determination to make it clear that they will not participate in the 1968 Olympics until something is done about these terrible evils and injustices," he said.

But many black athletes were keen to compete in Mexico, and when South Africa and Rhodesia were disinvited from the Games – one of the OPHR's three main demands – the boycott plan was dropped. Other ideas swiftly took its place, and at the US trials a few weeks before the Games, officials were warned to "expect almost anything".

So immediately after Smith and Carlos made their stand a statement was released which stated: "US Olympic officials knew they planned to do it," and that they "did not expect to take any action".

But then Avery Brundage got involved.

Brundage was the IOC's president from 1952 to 1972, and he was also an antisemite, white supremacist and Nazi sympathiser, whom the athletes preferred to call "Slavery Avery". His removal from office had been one of the OPHR's other key demands. His pet hate – ironically, given his active involvement in the 1936 Games in Berlin, which became a propaganda exercise for the Nazi party – was the use of sport for political or nationalistic ends. He detested and did his best to ban medal tables, and in 1964 came close to passing a motion that would have denied Smith and Carlos their memorable moment, by ending the raising of national flags and the playing of anthems at medal ceremonies and replacing them with the Olympic flag and "a fanfare of trumpets".

He might have been presenting the medals himself that day, had he not been in Acapulco watching the sailing (the original purpose of the gloves, according to Carlos, was as protection in case they were required to shake his hand). But Brundage had seen the ceremony, and he was mad as hell.

The IOC criticised Smith and Carlos for "advertising their domestic political views", which amounted to "a deliberate and violent breach of the fundamental principles of the Olympic spirit". The US Olympic Committee, threatened with the expulsion of its entire team unless action was taken, suddenly changed its tune, putting out a second statement apologising for an act of "untypical exhibitionism ... which violates the basic standards of sportsmanship and good manners which are so highly regarded in the United States". Smith and Carlos were given 48 hours to pack their bags and leave the country. Hoffman, for the crime of lending Norman his badge, was very nearly expelled as well, and got away with it only because his father was a judge and a personal friend of many American officials.

The protest had not been much better received back home. "'Faster, Higher, Stronger' is the motto of the Olympic Games. 'Angrier, nastier, uglier' better describes the scene in Mexico City last week," reported Time, describing the protest as "a public display of petulance that sparked one of the most unpleasant controversies in Olympic history". Associated Press called it "a bizarre demonstration". One of few voices of support from white America came from Robert Clark, the enlightened president of San Jose State, who praised them as "honourable young men dedicated to the cause of justice for the Black people in our society".

Back in Mexico City, Jesse Owens was sent to talk black athletes out of staging similar protests (though he was ignored, and considered a white apologist by many). They were told "A repetition of such incidents ... would warrant the imposition of the severest penalties at the disposal of the US Olympic Committee." But protests of varying degrees of subtlety abounded. After a black American clean sweep in the men's 400m, won by Lee Evans, another student of Edwards at San Jose State, all three athletes wore berets to their medal ceremony. Long-jump gold-medallist Bob Beamon wore black socks pulled up high, while the bronze-medallist, Ralph Boston, went barefoot. "They're going to have to send me home, too," he said. They did not. The women's 4x100m relay team publicly dedicated their own gold medals to Carlos and Smith.

(But another athlete, the heavyweight boxer George Foreman, who claims he "thought about going home myself" in solidarity after Smith and Carlos were expelled, then celebrated his own gold medal by waving a little American flag in the ring. He was castigated in the black community. "I felt what I did was right, and I think they appreciate me more for doing what I think was right than following what they think was right," Foreman said the following month. In his autobiography Smith says Foreman's flag-waving made him "very bitter, very angry".)

What happened next?

The BBC paid them $1,000 in cash for an exclusive interview. Will you not benefit from the notoriety and publicity the protest has generated, they were asked. "I can't eat that," Carlos said. "And the kids round my block can't eat it. They can't eat publicity, they can't eat gold medals. All they want is an equal chance to be a human being."

The truth of this observation was clear after their return to America. After a near-violent scrum of reporters assaults them in Los Angeles, they board a second flight to San Jose. "Once we got back we were ostracised, even by our own," Smith said. "Folks were scared, man. No jobs. We couldn't find work. People even told us, 'We can't get close to you guys because we have our own jobs to protect.' These were my friends. At least, they were my friends before I left for Mexico City."

Smith's agent cancelled their contract, and Smith was sacked from his job washing cars. Within two years his mother had died, his marriage was over, and he was unemployed and broke. "My mother died of a heart attack in 1970 as a result of pressure delivered to her from farmers who sent her manure and dead rats in the mail because of me," he said. "My brothers in high school were kicked off the football team, my brother in Oregon had his scholarship taken away."

Carlos fared little better. "I came back 'John Carlos the neighbourhood bum'," he has said. "I would soon have no money and I had to beg, borrow, steal and gamble to pay my rent. I remember chopping the furniture up for firewood and my wife looking at me as if I was crazy. But our heating was electric and I couldn't pay my electricity bill, so we had to take the kids to sleep by the fireplace." His wife left him, and in 1977 she took her own life. "I lost my first wife in this thing. But I'll never be bitter toward anyone," he said. "Not for the criticisms or the death threats or anything. If I'm bitter, they win."

Peter Norman's time of 20.06 remains an Australian record, and would have won the gold medal in two of the past three Olympics. He continued to race, competing in the 1970 Commonwealth Games, but even though he comfortably reached qualifying standards in 1972 for both the 100m and 200m, for which he was at the time ranked No5 in the world, he was not selected, and Australia travelled to Munich with no sprinters at all. When the Olympics were held in Sydney in 2000 notable Australian former medallists were invited to take part in a ceremony at the Olympic Stadium; Norman was not among them. He made it to the stadium only after officials from US Track & Field heard of their plight and stepped in. "They treated us like royalty," said his second wife, Jan (his first marriage also failed after 1968). When Norman died in 2006, Smith and Carlos acted as pallbearers. "He didn't raise his fist," Smith said, "but he did lend a hand."

The redemption of Smith and Carlos started in 1983, when the president of the organising committee of the Los Angeles Games, Peter Ueberroth, hired Carlos as special consultant on minority affairs. Ueberroth personally handled the resulting storm of protest, but Carlos's work was later seen as one of the key factors behind the success of the Games.

Looking back at the bad times, Carlos has said: "If I've got to take a whuppin' for something I believe in, I'll take that whuppin'."

What the Guardian said: 18 October 1968

Although every athletics expert was aware that the United States Negro athletes might protest, the manner of it surprised many in the Olympic Stadium here last night.

It was more restrained and yet more effective than some had thought. There was the possibility that Tommie Smith or John Carlos, overwhelming favourites for the sprint events, might refuse to appear at the medals ceremony. In fact, both showed a keen awareness of the publicity values involved, and their appearance in black socks and black scarves, and each with a single black glove, Smith's on the right hand, Carlos's on the left, showed a knowledge of public relations equalled only by Cassius Clay, now Muhammad Ali

At the press conference afterwards, the same awareness was apparent. The representatives of the world's press crowded into a room perhaps 40 feet by 30. The organisation insisted that questions and replies were put in English, Spanish and French.

International press conferences usually begin with pussy-footing questions of remarkable banality. The first question to Carlos was why he looked over his left shoulder and whether it cost him second place – a good technical question but utterly remote from the emotional context of the occasion ...

Questions concerning which coach had meant most to Smith were hooted off court by all except the conscientious interpreters. Finally Carlos lost patience and burst out with the statement: "We are black and we are proud to be black in white America."

Black Americans, he said, would understand the nature of their demonstration.

"We are not a show horse doing a performance, so if we do a good job we get paid some peanuts. All through these Olympics I hear them say 'Boy, boy, boy, you're doing well.' I am tired of that. I want the whole press of the world to hear what I say and either say it as I say it or not say it at all."

... The US team officials were obviously left with a problem. What, if any, disciplinary action would be taken. "I'd pack them all back home," one British official said trenchantly. He perhaps has no White House to deal with. John Samuel, Mexico City

LYNCHING OF BLACK MEN- NIKKI GIOVANNI SAYS WE DON'T KNOW HOW MANY WERE LYNCHED (AND 2010 SAW ANOTHER BLACK MAN LYNCHED!)-IN HER BLACK HISTORY MONTH SPEECH!

ABS brings famous poet on campus

Email: hthayer@smu.edu
Published: Sunday, February 5, 2012
Updated: Sunday, February 5, 2012 22:02
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Richard Braxton, www.anvilphoto.com
Nikki Giovanni spoke to a packed house in Hughes-Trigg theater last Friday. Giovanni was the first in a series of speakers set for Black History Month.
World-renowned poet Nikki Giovanni gave a speech in the Hughes-Trigg Theater Friday night in support of Southern Methodist University's kickoff to Black History Month. The theme this year is "Raising the Bar" in which the Association of Black
Students will have numerous programs to educate people about the history of African American culture.
In front of a full auditorium, junior SMU student A'Rielle Gatlin said, "I'm excited to embark on this month-long journey in celebration of our rich history."
Black History Month began as National Negro History Week in 1926, and 50 years later, President Ford officially recognized Black History Month. This was a way for the nation to honor the history of Black Americans.
Poet Nikki Giovanni, 68, is a university distinguished professor at Virginia Tech University. She has reached many audiences around the world through her powerful speeches and has written poetry to her late friends Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr.
On Dec. 1, Nikki Giovanni walked around the campus of Virginia Tech saying, "Happy Rosa Parks Day!"
She said students would turn to her saying they didn't know it was Rosa Parks Day.
And she said, "It's not, that's just how you get it started."
Through the laughter and shouts from the packed crowd in Hughes-Trigg, Giovanni, who was barely bigger than the stand she stood behind, spoke from her heart about what Black History Month means to her. She explained her magnificent relationship with Rosa Parks and how it evolved her into a strong, independent woman.
"No one can tell me how to feel about things, I make my own decisions," Giovanni said.
This is a reminder as to how Rosa Parks was an example of the first sit-in, standing up for her rights, starting a revolution.
Giovanni brought up points about how inequality is still prevalent in our society today and stated that America needs to grow up and give black men the credit they deserve. The bad history that follows them allows the speculation that there is no exact number as to how many African-American men have been murdered from lynching, stoning etc.
While watching the winter X Games in Aspen late one night, Giovanni questioned why she wasn't watching breakdancing or double Dutch.
"Why is no one filming that? Why do they not get the same opportunities just because they cannot pay for Aspen?" Giovanni said.
Although all these scenarios still go on, Nikki Giovanni still believes that life is about being happy.
She says she is one of the happiest people she knows, and she hopes that everyone can still feel love for one another.
Multiple standing ovations were given towards the end as Giovanni answered questions from the crowd and was given a T-shirt and plaque from the Association of Black Students.
While waiting to get a picture and autograph from Giovanni, Kelley Butler, 39, said, "She is an amazingly, vibrant speaker who has the dynamic ability to be in tune with the culture of every generation in the room."
Butler, who is part of the black leadership forum from Prudential Mortgage Capital Company, got a group of her colleagues to come with her to the speech.
They all agreed that the most important aspect of Giovanni's
speech was how no one can tell her how to feel, touching so many people in the room at that moment.
Black History Month at SMU has many programs coming up and some that span throughout the entire month.

Monday, February 06, 2012

VIOLA DAVIS - BLACK SKINNED BEAUTY- IS SET TO WIN AN OSCAR-GOES NATURAL!

Viola Davis Goes Natural For "LA TIMES" Magazine & Talks To Andre Leon Talley For VOGUE

Feb 05 | by _YBF

Academy Award front-runner Viola Davis covers the February 2012 issue of LA TIMES Magazine with a photoshoot that shows a drastically different side of the actress.  See the pics inside and get highlights of the interview she did with Andre Leon Talley for "ET."

The Help star Viola Davis, pictured directly above in a Jason Wu sculpted dress and a Costume National fox fur poncho, has pretty much cleaned up at all the shows for awards season, so it's only natural that she is expected to win this year's Oscar for Best Actress. 

In the latest issue of LA TIMES Magazine, the actress rocked a photoshoot that highlighted her gorgeous features.  She looks fab!

In a Theirry Mugler lace with velvet trim suit

In a Marchesa long sleeved lace and high neck dress with organza flower detail

Here's a few of the highlights:

On liking characters that are underrated, slow burners: "Human life is about a culmination of moments, and 99 percent of those are quiet but powerful. I am always interested and intrigued with watching that."

On nurturing her craft from a young age: "Even back when I was 11, I knew that Isabel Sanford from The Jeffersons came from the stage. I never watched the Oscars, but I watched the Tonys every year. I wanted to be onstage. I wanted to be like Colleen Dewhurst or Jane Alexander—one of those great ladies of the theater, doing Ibsen and Shakespeare."

On the need for young people to be mentored to aspire to something fulfilling: "I am doing this out of necessity. If I am not the instrument of change, I can meander through this business and be the black woman who always has two or three scenes but with fabulous actors around me."

  

And in other Viola news....

She recently talked to Vogue Contributing Editor Andre Leon Talley for an upcoming issue.  And a part of his chat aired on "Entertainment Tonight".  Here are the highlights:

On using real-life experience to draw on for her role in the The Help.

"I have stories of being spit on.  You have to realize I was in a predominantly white culture ... And third grade was the worst because every day after school I would wait at the door and the bell would ring. And as soon as the bell rang I ran as fast as I could from the front door to my house, which was at least a mile away, because I would have eight to nine boys with sticks, bricks, anything they could find, who were ready to kill me."

On what her mother told her about bullying

"She said, 'Viola, I want you to take my crochet and needle and you put it in your pocket and if they stop you again you tell them you're gonna [stab] 'em.'"

On how her life defined her career

"Having it hard made me build so much character ... You have to actually say, 'Is the world going to define me or am I going to define myself.'"

9ICE LOVES YORUBA LANGUAGE AND USES IT IN HIS SONGS AND SPEAKS YORUBA TO HIS CHILDREN AND WEARS YORUBA CLOTHES OFTEN--UNUSUAL FOR A NIGERIAN HIP HOP ACT!- FROM THE NATION NEWSPAPER,NIGERIA,FEB. 2012 INTERVIEW

FROM THE NATION NEWSPAPER,NIGERIA,FEB. 5,2012               

 

Day fellow man kissed me for five minutes —9ice

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Abolore Adegbola Akande attained nation-wide acclaim in 2009 with the release of his hit single, Gongo Aso. Hitting the top came with its storm. 9ice, as his alias goes, talks to OVWE MEDEME on his career as a singer and of other issues.

YOUR current album is a double; what inspired this idea of yours?
The first half album entitled Versus, is my own way of trying to bridge the gap between having a mix tape where they put my vocals alongside that of other artistes. It doesn't sound right, but people still buy them. I am doing that for all my fans who want to hear me sing alongside other artistes like P Square, Timaya, Wizkid, Tiwa Savage and the likes. The other half, Bashorun Gaa is another album entirely that talks about me and the stake that I hold in the industry.
Do you think releasing multiple albums within a year tallies with what the hip hop culture represents?
I don't even think we have anything like the hip-hop culture in Nigeria. What we have is Afro hip-hop. Hip-hop as it is varies from country to country. When we say hip hop culture in Nigeria, it is either you are rapping or you are singing which is quite different from the native music that we have in Nigeria. What we are doing here is afro hip hop which carries our own culture. 
What does Bashorun Gaa connote?
Bashorun Gaa was a historical warlord in the Oyo Empire in the 13th century. And I am saying that I am a warlord in the music industry and I have a stake in the industry which lies in my use of the Yoruba language and people will forever like me for that.
What informed the choice of artistes for the Versus album?
I worked with Timaya because though he has a stake in Lagos, he is bigger in Port Harcourt and the eastern part of Nigeria. I used 80% of Yoruba in my music and if I want to get across to those from the East, the best thing for me to do is a song with one of their own. Through that, I can get into their hearts. It is a strategy. I just want to make sure that the album is accepted nationwide. 
How true is it that you have a feud with your friends from Akoka, especially given their absence at your birthday celebration recently?
There was never a point in time where I had any quarrel with Cabassa. Cabasa stays in Akoka; Ajasa stays in Ikorodu, some other members of Coded Tunes (his record label) stay elsewhere. Some are even out of the country. So, you can't expect the same connectivity or association that existed then to exist now. I wasn't a family man then, now I am a family man. Cabasa wasn't married then, now he is married. He didn't have any project he was doing then, but now he has a project he is doing. He is signing on artistes and he is working well. Now we have different challenges and we have different dreams and aspirations. We established Coded Tunes because we were all together then and we lived in the same vicinity. Then we didn't have money. What we had was the talent, and so collectively, we promoted ourselves as one. Today, individually, everybody is doing well. That is why people think we are quarreling now. There is nothing like that.
But in your first and second albums, you had all the input of Cabasa. Why is the case different with this one?
That was never the case. If you get my first album, you will see that I used Puffy T and about four other producers. In my second album, I used about four producers also. The only thing is that Cabasa produces most of them. Out of about 15 songs, he produced up to 10 of them. 
How much of his influence is on these albums?
He produced about two songs in the album
How would you react to the insinuations that your popularity began to wane when you stopped working with Cabasa?
I am someone that is not affected by what other people say. What affects me is what I do. If it is going to affect this album, then maybe someone should grab a copy and listen to it to know whether the songs cannot fly because Cabasa's influence is not on it. Then if you tell me now that the songs are not pure, I will go back and redo all the songs with Cabasa so that they will become hits. We need to give upcoming producers a chance too. In the past, we had about four major producers. Today, we have about 5000 producers. 
How much of a family man are you?
When I say I am a family man, you should know what I am talking about. I pay school fees, I take my kids out. I know what they are feeling. If their legs ache, I will be there for them. That makes me a family man. They give me another reason to stay on earth. 
Don't you think it goes beyond catering for your kids?
Tell me the other things it involves. 
Living as a family for instance
That is not what it all entails. The essence of having a family is to raise children; so with or without a woman being there, you have a family. Whether you are divorced or separated, you are still a family. I am from a broken home, but here I am standing with you today. We have people that grew up with their parents together but they are nobody. It is not about a woman being in the house, you have to be responsible. Being there for your family is being responsible. 
Sometime last year, you had a brush with Ruggedman; did you have to take it as far as releasing the song Talk I Am Listening?
If you had asked me that question two months ago, I would have answered but now, I am beyond that. You all know what happened. If someone abuses you or slaps you, maybe if you are Jesus you will not reply. We are all different?
In that case are you saying we should expect a reply from Chinaydu who came out to sing some nasty things about you?
No comments.
What is your relationship with Ruggedman as it is?
I am sure he is doing well where he is. 
As an established artiste, what challenges do you face?
I can't do all I used to do. I can't go to places I normally went before. Besides, people now expect more from me. Now, the industry is becoming more challenging. Before, we made money from shows, now the trend is changing. Money comes more from record sales these days. So a whole lot of things are changing. My kind of music might not be played on radio but it sells on the streets. 
How would you describe your style of music?
I call it one fusion because it has elements of different kinds of music in Nigeria but people tend to mistake my music for Fuji. If they call me a Fuji artiste, I am happy. There is no Fuji artiste that has not made it, so I'm happy because it is my language. At least people of all tribes are buying my records. I was once a Fuji artiste, I was once a hip-hop artiste, I was once a Juju artiste. I have Fuji and Juju background. I am someone that loves music generally and music to me goes beyond the language you sing with. It is spiritual. If you sing in Hausa and the rhythm touches me, I will so love it. 
It is said that you were raised by your step mother. When she listens to your music, how does she feel?
She feels very happy. One important lesson I learnt from her is that no matter where we are, we should teach our children our language. English is not our language; we should be ashamed to use it as a major form of expression. We are supposed to be conducting this interview in our indigenous language. 
With that belief and in a multicultural state like Nigeria, how do you hope to communicate with other tribes?
My fans are spread across all tribes and culture. That means I am communicating. Some of them, through me, started learning the Yoruba language. Nigeria is a diverse country but we cannot run away from each other. Through music we can learn other languages. That is the beauty of it. 
Have you ever been embarrassed by fame?
Fame has embarrassed me so many times. A guy held on to my head one day and kissed me for five minutes. He is not gay but he said he loves me. That is insane. There was nothing I could do about it. Fame brings about so many things. There is the joy part of it. 
What are your plans for the year?
This year, we intend shooting about 30 videos from the 35 songs that we released into the market just to promote the album. From this point, we will be doing double albums every two years, instead of one album every year. My next album release will be in 2013 and it will be another double album.

Saturday, February 04, 2012

DON CORNELIUS -GREAT BLACK PRODUCER HAS GONE TO MEET HIS AFRICAN ANCESTORS ! -From VOICE OF AMERICA

African American TV Pioneer Exposed Audiences to Black Culture




Many Americans are recalling an icon in the entertainment industry following the death of longtime African American TV producer and music show host Don Cornelius. The 75-year-old Cornelius, who had been in declining heath for years, died Wednesday, February 1 from an apparent self-inflicted gunshot wound. The television pioneer had an amazing career and incredible impact on the music world.

"I had a burning desire to see black people presented on television in a positive light," said Cornelius.

Cornelius created Soul Train in 1970, with just $400. He hosted the hugely popular music and dance show for more than two decades. It was must-see TV for the latest fashion trends, innovative dance moves and black music hits.

Ralph Herndon is a pianist with the Choral Arts Society of Washington. He has fond memories of the show.

"Soul Train was like having a party at your house every Saturday. Something that our black youth had to look forward to, something they could identify with," said Herndon.

Soul Train helped to propel the musical careers of giants such as Michael Jackson, James Brown, Aretha Franklin and Marvin Gaye. The weekly show was the first TV program specifically geared towards African Americans.

By the time it went off the air in 2003 Soul Train had become one of the longest-running syndicated shows in U.S. television history. Cornelius hosted the show until 1993. Herndon said the TV icon helped so many recording artists.

"We probably would not have come this far had it not been for Don Cornelius and Soul Train being a catapult for a lot of black artists," said Herndon.

Other Soul Train fans agree and say Cornelius introduced the music of black Americans to the world, and to their fellow Americans.

"I'm Don Cornelius and as always in parting, we wish you love, peace and soul."

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Friday, February 03, 2012

Gabourey Sidibe-OUR BLACK SKINNED does it again! Breaking that skinny/no shape/no color/white/girl/glass/ceiling AGAIN!

The Big C': Gabourey Sidibe becomes series regular

Published Friday, Feb 3 2012, 17:16 GMT | By Catriona Wightman |
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Sidibe has appeared in the show since the first season as Andrea, who strikes up a friendship with her teacher Cathy (Laura Linney).

She will now become a main cast member in the third season, TV Line reports.

Sidibe was previously nominated for an Oscar for her role in the movie Precious and also recently appeared in the film Tower Heist.

News of her promotion comes shortly after Showtime announced that Susan Sarandon has landed a major role in the show. Victor Garber has already signed up for a guest spot.

The third season of The Big C will return to Showtime on April 8. The second season is currently airing in the UK on Thursdays at 10pm on More4.



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Wednesday, February 01, 2012

Back To Woolly NATURAL BLACK PEOPLE'S HAIR -THE MOST Beautiful Hair on the PLANET! -This. Sister cuts it all off and gets BACK To Wearing her hair NATURAL!

Stylist advocates for return to natural black hair styles, with a big chop first
By Lolly Bowean 

Updated: February 01, 2012 - 3:01 am
Chicago Tribune
CHICAGO â€" On the cold, winter night that Sharon Coleman shaved off all her hair, she sat surrounded by other African-American women who were grinning and applauding as the clippers hummed.
And when every strand of her shoulder-length, straight hair was on the floor, Coleman stood from her seat, and fell into the arms of the women circled around her. The room was filled with strangers who had come to witness the new hair ritual, show support and find courage to do the same, Coleman said.
“All the women just embraced me and were very encouraging,� she said as she recalled the event. “Everyone was complimenting me: ‘I like the way you look. I love your hair.’�
For African-American women, hair is often a battle ground for how beauty is defined. For one group of black women, shaving their hair to a close-cropped, boyish style has become a way of empowering themselves, rejecting mainstream standards of beauty and shedding their obsession with extensive, daily hair rituals.
Earlier this month, Emon Fowler launched her Chicago-based “Harriet Experiment,� in which she is asking black women to abandon weaves, wigs and chemical relaxers and spend a new year with new hair. She wants the women to start with the “big chop,� in which they shave off their processed hair completely and start anew.
Fowler, 30, has organized gatherings to take place throughout the year for women to cut their hair while surrounded by cheerleaders who have done the same. She has been recruiting women on Facebook, stopping them in grocery stores and making appearances at fairs and festivals to promote her cause.
“This is all about breaking free from that hair bondage,� said Fowler, a hair stylist. She says her project isn’t about building a clientele, but changing mind-sets. “When a woman decides to cut all her hair, she discovers something underneath that is liberating. It can be therapeutic because you have to let go of the idea that you need these superficial extras to feel beautiful. It says, ‘I’ve accepted me.’�
Fowler said she was inspired to start her movement after reflecting on the life of Harriet Tubman, the iconic hero who risked her life to free hundreds of slaves. She sees her mission as helping to free African-American women from the emotional and psychological baggage associated with their hair.
There are varying opinions in the black community about the meaning of straight hair, but some think it’s an attempt to imitate the white standard of beauty. Fowler said she wants to reinforce to African-American women that they don’t have to change their hair to feel pretty or accepted.
For African-American women, shaving off all their hair is nothing new. In the 1970s, thousands of black women wore their hair short and close-cropped as a symbol of racial pride and consciousness, said Lanita Jacobs, an associate professor of anthropology at the University of Southern California.
But in Fowler’s project, the women who decide to undergo the big chop do it publicly, and with a built-in support system of cheerleaders, Jacobs said.
That support can help ease what can be a shock to black women’s psyche, one expert said.
“Black women have been conditioned to believe that our hair, in its natural state, is not beautiful, not professional and not manageable,� said Chris-Tia Donaldson, a Chicago-based author who wrote a book about the topic. “When you go to hair that is short, it can take a toll on your self-esteem. You have to learn how to work it and own it.�
There is a growing trend toward wearing hair more naturally, which some believe means a change in the definition of what beauty is for the next generation of African-Americans, Jacobs said.
“There has been a radical shift in black people’s minds on what can be beautiful,� she said. “Increasingly, black men are making room for non-straightened and non-long hair as a qualifier for beauty. More African-American celebrities are experimenting with natural hair.
“What black women do with their hair has always created questions: Who are you? Who are you trying to be? What does this mean?�
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When any woman shaves her hair close to the scalp, it can unearth feelings of vulnerability, said Jacobs. For those African-American women who have straightened their hair for much of their lives, it can be particularly stirring.
“You are in some cases stepping away from something that you know and into new, unknown territory,� Jacobs said. “When you do the big chop, people come up and ask questions. It can complicate your appeal to the opposite sex, it can complicate your job searching endeavors, it can complicate your family relationships. Your family may ask, who are you?�
Because her hero, Harriet Tubman freed an estimated 700 slaves, Fowler has an ambitious mission to find 700 black women willing to undergo the big chop this year, she said. So far, she’s only gotten a couple dozen to join her on the journey. But her project isn’t just about numbers, she said. It’s about making a statement.
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The project actually comes at a time when more African-American women are abandoning the mainstream weaves and relaxers and making peace with their natural textures, statistics show.
The number of black women who said they do not use chemicals to straighten their hair jumped to 36 percent in 2011 from 25 percent in 2010, according to a report by Mintel, a consumer spending and market research firm. Sales of hair relaxer boxed kits dropped 17 percent between 2006 and 2011, Mintel’s report showed.
In addition, there has been a recent flood of blogs, websites, meet-up groups and YouTube video postings devoted to demonstrating to women how to transition to natural textures and how to style their new hair, Donaldson said.
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Antinique Bearden-Nunes said she’d been thinking about leaving her straight hair behind for a year, but she was afraid of how she would look. When she saw other women at Fowler’s launch celebrating the cut, she stepped up to do the same.
“I feel like I can do anything now,� said Bearden-Nunes, 24, who was still giddy about her haircut days after it was done. “I finally can care less about what others think. I have three young children, and I can’t let them see any shadow of low self-esteem.�
Bearden-Nunes said she’s been so pleased with her decision that she’s been oblivious to the reaction of her friends and strangers on the street. Her fiance wasn’t at all thrilled when she came home with less than an inch of hair.
“I told him, ‘I’m still me, I’m still beautiful,’� she said.
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After years of contemplating the bold step, Coleman, 55, decided that she would cut all of her processed hair off. For Coleman, it was a break away from what she called an unhealthy obsession and lifestyle.
“I’ve had chemicals in my hair since I was 14 or 15 years old,� she said. “It was like a vicious cycle. I was using chemicals monthly to get a touch up or a perm. I had to blow my hair out, use the curling iron. I’ve gone through so much over the last three years with hair pieces and wigs and such. I’m done with it.�
The day she arrived at work with her short cropped cut, Coleman said she noticed some of her colleagues paused and looked at her. Her manager, in particular, smiled and celebrated her new look.
But some of her friends have been less enthused when they see her hair, Coleman said. Some shake their heads and say they would have never done it.
“When you make a drastic change of this nature, you have to own it and thatâ™m doing. I walk with confidence, she saidThis is the new me!

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

PETE O'NEAL-Exiled BLACK PANTHER Finds FREEDOM in Africa!-JOIN HIM BLACK MAN and BACK HOME TO THE MOTHERLAND!

Former Black Panther patches together purpose in Africa exile



In America, Pete O'Neal was an angry man, an ex-con who found a kind of religion in 1960s black nationalism. In a Tanzania village, he's been a champion of children.
Many of the young orphans gather round to watch, and lend their support, as Pete O'Neal has fresh ink applied to his fading black panther tattoo. (Barbara Davidson / Los Angeles Times)
By Christopher Goffard, Los Angeles Times
January 29, 2012
Reporting from Imbaseni, Tanzania -- The fugitive shuffles to his computer and begins typing out his will. He is about to turn 71, and it is time. "My life," he writes, "has been a wild and wicked ride...."
All Pete O'Neal has amassed fits on two pages: A small brick home with a sheet-metal roof. A few road-beaten vehicles. A cluster of bunkhouses and classrooms he spent decades building, brick by scavenged brick, near the slopes of Mt. Meru's volcanic cone.  Everything will go to his wife of 42 years, Charlotte, and to a few trusted workers.
He prints out the will late one Saturday morning and settles into his reclining chair to check the spelling. He signs his name. Then, to guarantee its authenticity, he finds an ink pad, rolls his thumb across it, and affixes his thumbprint to the bottom of the page.
"I think that'll do it," he says.
Map: Imbaseni, Tanzania

Photos: A former Black Panther in Africa exile champions kids
When last he walked America's streets, O'Neal was a magnetic young man possessed of bottomless anger. He was an ex-con who'd found a kind of religion in late-'60s black nationalism, a vain, violent street hustler reborn in a Black Panther uniform of dark sunglasses, beret and leather jacket. With pitiless, knife-sharp diction, he spoke of sending police to their graves.
This morning, he sits in his living room uncapping medicine bottles. A pill for high blood pressure. Another for the pain in his back and his bad knee. An aspirin to thin his blood. Time is catching him, like the lions that pursue him implacably through his nightmares, their leashes held by policemen.
He pushes through his screen door into the brisk morning air. A slightly stooped, thickset man with long, graying dreadlocks, he moves unsteadily down the irregular stone steps he built into the sloping dirt. He makes his way past the enormous avocado tree, past the horse barn with its single slow-footed tenant, Bullet, past the shaded dining pavilion.
His four-acre compound bustles with visitors, many of them preparing for a memorial service for Geronimo Pratt, a former Panther who died in his farmhouse down the road, his affairs untidy, his will unfinished, his death a sharp message to O'Neal not to put off the paperwork any longer.
Most of O'Neal's big dreams have faded over the years, or come to feel silly. Like beating the 42-year-old federal gun charges that caused him to flee the United States. Like the global socialist revolution that he was supposed to help lead. Like returning home to the streets of his Midwestern childhood. Like winning citizenship in his adopted African country, and the prize that's eluded him on two continents: the feeling of belonging somewhere.
This is what's left: the shell of a 20-year-old Toyota Coaster bus that bulks before him in a clearing. It's a stripped-and-gutted 29-seater that he bought for $11,500 after years of squirreling away money. It came with dents, a cracked windshield, a peeling paint job, rotting floorboards, frayed seats.
Still, it seemed like a good deal until he found the engine had to be replaced, costing an additional $4,000. He's hired mechanics and craftsmen to rebuild the bus nearly from the chassis up, and a few of them are milling around now, informing him in Swahili of their progress.
He rarely leaves home anymore. Crowds jangle his nerves; traffic makes his hands shake. Yet nothing feels more urgent than readying this bus for an improbable 300-mile trip to the edge of his adopted continent.
A group of American high school students, mostly white, is gathering in the dining pavilion. They've been coming by the busload for years, many drawn by the intrigue of staying with a former Panther. They pay him $30 a night for a bunk. The money — together with sporadic donations from sympathetic friends here and abroad — pays the bills.
Pete O'Neal in his Black Panther days. (Barbara Davidson / Los Angeles Times)
The students pause before the big poster featuring O'Neal as a fierce young militant, rifle in arms, Charlotte at his side. It's hard to reconcile that image with the grandfatherly host who greets them in Swahili as if they were old friends, booming, "Karibu!" Welcome!
He asks where they're from. A girl says Missouri, which happens to be his home state, and he hugs her theatrically. Everyone laughs. "All of you are welcome," he says, "even if you're from strange places."
He plants them before documentary footage about his life. It's easier than explaining the whole story himself. Where would he start? His childhood in segregated Kansas City, Mo., where the amusement park admitted black kids once a year, a day so cherished that they went in their Sunday best? Should he start with the stabbings and shootings in the projects where he grew up?
"I lived in the streets," he says. "I didn't have time to be happy."
After one arrest, he was given a stark choice: reform school or the armed services. The Navy threw him out after he plunged a butcher knife into another sailor's chest over an insult, nearly killing him. He drifted in and out of lockup. He pimped girls in three states. He wore $300 Italian suits and a blond wave in his processed hair.
To the FBI, the Panthers were homegrown terrorists who romanticized lawbreaking with overheated Marxist rhetoric. To O'Neal, who founded the Kansas City chapter of the party in early 1969, it represented a lifeline out of an abyss of drugs and aimlessness. He blazed with purpose: End racism and class inequality, fast.
"I would like very much to shoot my way into the House of Representatives," he declared in a televised interview, angry at a congressman who was investigating the Panthers. Pressed to clarify, he added: "I mean it literally."
He stormed into a Senate subcommittee hearing in Washington, screaming accusations that the Kansas City police chief was funneling weapons to white supremacist groups.
Shortly afterward, a federal judge sentenced him to a four-year prison term on a conviction of transporting a shotgun across state lines. Out on bail, he decided to run. He and Charlotte fled in 1970 to Sweden, then to Algeria, and finally, in late 1972, to Tanzania, whose socialist government welcomed left-wing militants.
The O'Neals had $700. After a few years they bought a patch of inhospitable brush and volcanic rock in Imbaseni, a cobra-infested village of thatched-roof shacks in the country's remote northern interior. They were up before dawn, dancing with Al Jarreau on the tape deck, gathering locals for the day's work. Their two young African-born children, Malcolm and Stormy, carried bricks and water buckets.
Soon they had four walls, a roof, and little else. Plastic hung over the windows. No toilets
Soon they had four walls, a roof, and little else. Plastic hung over the windows. No toilets. It was the back-to-Africa experience so many black Americans talked about, minus the option of escape. They learned to grow corn and raise chickens. He jarred pickle relish, smoked sausages and bottled barbecue sauce for sale to local shops.
His temper was thunderous. When he heard something in Swahili that sounded offensive — such as wa-negro, a neutral description of black Americans implying no malice — he would scream, ready to fight.
"We were cowboys then," says Ikaweba Bunting, 63, a Compton-raised college professor who arrived in Tanzania in the 1970s and stayed for years. "We were big and hard-walking and hard-talking, and ready to beat people up — the whole street culture."
Exile was supposed to be temporary. O'Neal corresponded with other Panthers and planned to return home to help lead the revolution. He watched from abroad as the party collapsed from infighting, arrests and an FBI campaign of surveillance and sabotage. People stopped talking about revolution. Radicals found new lives.
O'Neal's exile became permanent. His fury abated. Some of it was age. Some of it was Tanzania, where strangers always materialized to push your Land Rover out of the mud, and where conflicts were resolved in community meetings in which everyone got to speak, interminably.
"It is so laid back, so reasonable, that to be otherwise makes you look, even to yourself, like a damn fool," O'Neal says.
Around that first crude brick structure, the fugitive improvised a little island of hope. He built a small recording studio for musicians and a workshop for artists. He gathered castoff computers and invited locals to come learn. He sank a well and opened the spigot to the village. It was, as he saw it, in the spirit of the free breakfast program he'd run as a Panther.
"He's had a chance to grow in a way that very few people get here," says his brother Brian O'Neal, 58, who lives in Kansas City.
Had he stayed in the States, Pete O'Neal believes, he'd be long dead from a shootout or street fight.
If exile saved him, it has also meant a life in which the sense of being a stranger never goes away.
"There's always a feeling of not being completely part of this culture. I know I am of a different tribe," he says. "People like me here, they love me, but I'm always other than."
Back in his house, he relaxes with a few shots of Jim Beam. He keeps a shotgun for snakes and a wall full of books. In mock-stentorian tones, he ridicules his early blood-soaked rhetoric. He puts a hand over his face, like an actor reminded of an embarrassing role, and says, "That was a man who was trying to find himself. He was trying to shed his skin, and emerge brand-new. I think he overstated and overacted."
For his radicalism itself, however, he won't apologize, even if — as he suspects — it is the one thing that might gain him safe entry back into the States.
"They will never convince me in my life," he says, "that what I was doing wasn't right."
All the orphans get a razored haircut -- both boys and girls -- and wash off the loose stubble under cold water at the tap. (Barbara Davidson / Los Angeles Times)
A few years back, an ambition seized him. The village had scores of destitute children, orphans from dirt-floor shacks and subsistence farms. He collected donations and built a concrete-block bunkhouse down near his tomato and pepper garden.
He spread word that he had room for a few kids. More than 100 appeared at his door, many shoeless. He had to send the majority away. The most desperate, a couple dozen, he informally adopted.
Now, they roam his grounds in lively packs, playing four square on the basketball court. They sleep in rows under malaria nets. Volunteers and a few staff members watch over the children and give them English and computer classes.
They call him Babu. Grandfather.
How big is the ocean?
So big you can't see across it.
Really?
So big you can go for weeks and never see land.
He shows them a globe.
See how much more ocean there is than land?
So is it bigger than Tanzania?
American high school students gather around Pete O'Neal in his compound's dining pavilion. (Barbara Davidson / Los Angeles Times)
The American high school students have questions, so he takes a seat before them. It's late, and he's weary, but this is his living. They want to know what country he belongs to, exactly.
He has no passport, he explains, and the Tanzanian government has rebuffed his efforts to become a citizen. "I'm not sure where the hell I belong at this particular point," he tells the students.
For years, he sought a way home. He found American lawyers willing to work for free to fight the gun charges. He would like to see his 91-year-old mother in Kansas City one last time.
His longing for the States comes at funny moments, as when he sees shrimp sailing through the air in Red Lobster commercials. He still dreams about the Kansas City he knew as a child, the bakeries and the public swimming pool and the ladies with their hats. But the city seems wrong, somehow, becoming weirdly unrecognizable.
In other dreams, he finds himself fleeing from things he can't see or name, urging his wife, "Charlotte, you gotta run!"
He regards his complex of bunkhouses, workshops and classrooms as "socialism in microcosm," he tells the students, though doctrinaire Marxism left him disillusioned. People, he concluded, are basically selfish.
Have his views on violence changed?
"I don't have the particular type of courage that would allow me to turn the other cheek."
One fresh-faced girl says she's been in Tanzania a week, and thinks it might be neat to move here. Does he recommend it?
Patiently, he replies: "It ain't that kind of party."
Of late, he tells the students, he's been haunted by the deaths of other exiled Panthers. One died in France last February, another in Zambia in October.
Then there was his close friend Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt, the Panthers' former field marshal, who spent 27 years behind bars on a murder conviction before a California judge overturned it.
In 2002, Pratt bought a big farmhouse nearby with his false-imprisonment settlement, and O'Neal felt as though he'd rediscovered a lost brother. They drove through the village listening to Richard Pryor CDs, laughing until they wheezed and tears rolled down their cheeks.
Pratt was hospitalized with high blood pressure in May. He hated any confinement. He pulled out his IVs and went home. Days later, O'Neal found him on his side, dead in bed, just 63. His memorial would be tomorrow.
"People are dropping, man," he tells the students. He doesn't say that his thoughts were circling his own mortality so relentlessly that he couldn't sleep last night, and climbed out of bed to tally up what he would leave behind.
Pete O'Neal's four-acre compound bustles with visitors, some of them preparing dance routines for the memorial service for Elmer "Geronimo" Pratt, the onetime Black Panther who died in his farmhouse down the road. (Barbara Davidson / Los Angeles Times)
Hundreds gather for Pratt's memorial service. O'Neal sits on the stage under the avocado tree and tells a few stories about their friendship: How Pratt always told him his toes were ugly. How they joked endlessly about who was the bigger hayseed.
Amid the prayers and the singing and the tributes, he manages to steal away for a few moments to inspect the bus. The seats are lined up in the dirt, ready to be scrubbed and resewn. The windows are taped up so the painting can begin. Panther colors: black and light blue.
He remembers discovering the ocean.
He was in his late teens, a heartland kid who believed his fearful precinct of Kansas City was the absolute center of the world, its ugliness and bigotry a true picture of the world. It is why, to his mind, violent revolution looked logical and inevitable.
Then he arrived in California to report for duty in the Navy, and turned his head and saw the Pacific. His breath was caught short by the immensity of it, all that blue stretching out into other lands, other stories. It was the start of a decades-long lesson that the world is bigger, more complicated and interesting than his little plot of bitter experience had led him to suspect.
His orphans have never left this inland region of cornfields and malarial swamps. They've never tasted salt water, or felt hot beach sand between their toes.
"They have no idea — no idea — what the ocean is," he says.
Nights and weekends, they pile into his living room and watch documentaries about sea life. He tells them about whales, giant squid, blind fish in the lightless deep. He regales them with shark stories.
Will they eat me?
If they're hungry enough, they'll try.
Because they don't like me?
No, it's the natural order of things.
Now and then he indulges in what he calls "Kansas City exaggeration," and even the majestic sea gets some burnishing. The sharks in his stories grow bigger than houses.
The kids study the TV. The sharks don't look that big.
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STAN'S DREAM OF JOINING THE GOLF CLUB FALLS SHORT ON AN ALL-NEW "AMERICAN DAD" AIRING SUNDAY, JANUARY 29, ON FOX

Patrick Stewart ("X-Men"), Cheech Marin ("Cars 2"), Gabourey Sidibe ("Tower Heist") and Hulk Hogan Make Guest Voice Appearances

When Stan finally has enough money to afford a membership at the golf club he has worked at for the past thirty summers, his hard work and perseverance prove to be futile when the club gives a membership to Steve first. However, things are not all what they seem when Stan realizes who the club owner really is on the all-new "Stanny Tendergrass" episode of AMERICAN DAD airing Sunday, Jan. 29 (9:30-10:00 PM ET/PT) on FOX (DAD-615) (TV-14 D, L, S V)

Voice Cast: Seth MacFarlane as Stan Smith, Roger the Alien and Greg; Wendy Schaal as Francine Smith; Rachael MacFarlane as Hayley and Mom; Scott Grimes as Steve and Sully Sullenberger; Dee Bradley Baker as Klaus and Narrator.

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