Lets Be Clear

A lot of people see me and read my blog and follow me on Instagram and put me in the category of being “woke”.  Woke is the past tense of being wake, the moment the “veil in removed from ones eyes”, being aware of problems concerning the human race and being somewhat of an advocate of these things. This is all good but lets be clear, I’m not woke. Hear me out.

I have ran into several people who claim to be woke and who are so fucking sleep it makes no sense. They read these books and quotes from politcal leaders before us and base their whole lives on that. Heres the problem, you can’t repeat whats already been done. The fore fathers and mothers of the revolution were born in a different time and a different space where certain things were unacceptable and unthought of. We are our ancestors biggest dreams. They did not fight and march and protest for us to mimic them. They set a foundation for us to build upon. And my issue with some “woke” people are, they spew so much hate. How can you be for black people but pick and choose which black person you want to fight for? How can you want peace of love for a certain person but disregard others because they live a different life than you do? That’s not woke. Thats ignorant.

To be aware of issues you have to know of all issues. To be apart of the solution you have to see the problems as a whole and figure out where you fit. Not everyone is met to be the leader of a group, some people are meant to be behind the scenes and plan and strategize, not stand on their soap box and talk about how much black lives matter. You have to be about action. Find your lane and stay there. I’m a blogger, I’ve been blessed with the talent of writing and articulating myself to get a message across. Not only am I a blogger, I’m a business student at the illustrious Clark Atlanta University which is a historically black university. I am part of the solution simply by knowing my lane. I have plans that will not only benefit me and add notches to my resume it will uplift communities- local and abroad. Thats what being aware is. Recognizing who you are as a person and recognizing what is going on around you and then figuring out how to fix it. Understanding how to use your resources and make shit happen. Not competing against other woke individuals on who is more woke or more black or more anything. Not hash tagging black lives matter every time someone is racially profiled but ignoring trans lives and Native American lives, muslims lives and dammit even white people. You have to love everyone and be about equality and justice across the board.

So, I repeat- I AM NOT WOKE. I am aware. I am aware of who I am. I’m not sure of my purpose as of yet but I am aware of the fact that my purpose will find me as long as I am putting good back into the world. I will continue to fight for the rights of black, brown, gay, straight, trans, christians, muslims, buddhist, EVERYONE. I will continue to smile everyday, because if you didnt know, being happy is apart of the revolution. And will remain aware, with all eyes and ears open of the problems in this cold world and hopefully with the strength of God, my ancestors, the universe and my village I will be apart of the solution to end the problems in this world. My daily prayer is to be led and to keep the peace within and around me. And thats, that.

-Beanz Out

Dear Black America

As you can see, people still don’t view us as humans. We are publicly humiliated and mutilated. They portray us as thugs, single moms, idiots, monkeys, terrorist. Even though we have have proved on numerous occasions that we are so much more than that. We are human beings and we deserve to be treated as such. Last summer, we witnessed several cases of black people’s lives being taken because some coward with a gun thought it would be cool to take someones life away because he or she was scared. We’re a threat because of our skin color and thats not okay. Our tax dollars have paid for these dash cams and body cams and we tune into Facebook Live feeds where we have witnessed one of our own’s life being taken for reaching for his wallet. Philando Castile’s life was taken last summer along with others and yet again, another cop gets set free while Castile is six feet under and his family is left without any justice in this injustice system. I have said it once before and I’ll say it again, I’m tired. Yet, I am not too tired not to fight for justice and equality for all people. I will continue to stand and fight on the behalf of all black people and people of color and everyone who is being treated as second and third class citizens in this country that our ancestors had built and fought for.

Stay together, unite as one. Summer time is open season to these gun crazy, scared, weak, disrespectful cops and I don’t have the proper shoes to march and stomp this summer. Be alert! Stay alert! Stay positive! Turn that anger over and start figuring some shit out. We have to stick together and realize that this system was not made for us to succeed and its also not made for us to bow down to. However, it is made for us to stand the fuck up. Rise to the occasion and realize that no matter what our role is in this revolution, we are apart of this revolution and in order to make changes we need you to be well and alive. Have fun this summer, dance hard to keep the vibrations high but do not become another hash tag. Fight the right fight, make the right change, be the change. I am here as Darrius Newton, Beanz, the owner of this blog, and I will stand with you and we will get through all of this together. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and we will celebrate at the end together but do not give these idiots a reason to take another life. I’m not even sure how that works anymore because even when you follow “the rules” you’re still at risk BUT do not grow weary. Pray together, stay together.

LOVE YOU.

 

#LEAVEMYHBCUALONE

No matter how much you try to ignore all that’s going on in the world, you can’t. Every morning you pick up your phone and there’s an alert from CNN reporting something about Trump and all his shenanigans. In recent news, there was a report about this HBCU initiative that he signed off on which basically will help fund HBCU through the White House. When I first saw the headline all I could do is shake my head.

I attend Clark Atlanta University and I love my HBCU even with all of its problems in regards to financial aid and the registrars office, it’s all apart of the growing that one goes through while attending this illustrious university.

Most HBCU are private schools which can put a nice dent in your pockets and a lot of funding is through grants and what not which is fine but, I’m not to sure how comfortable I am with Trump and his representatives having anything to do with HBCU especially mine in particular. I don’t trust it. Besty DeVous made a very interesting comment about HBCU “providing an alternative option to students denied the right to attend a quality school is the legacy of #HBCUs”. There’s so much wrong with that comment, and that comment is what Trump and his administration think about HBCU. These institutions were started by African Americans because they had no where else to go, there weren’t any alternatives. The founders of Howard, Bethune, FAMU, Morehouse, Spelman or Clark didn’t have the option of applying to Yale, Harvard, Duke or Princeton.  They weren’t allowed. Secondly, have you all forgot how many gems have come out of HBCU? The legacy that is embedded at HBCU are astonishing. We know who came before us and what they have done and we know the responsibility we have to continue the legacy in our own way. So if we’re talking about quality let’s discuss Martin Luther King(Morehouse College), Thurgood Marshall(Lincoln University,Howard University), Spike Lee(Morehouse College), Julius Chambers(Nord Carolina Central University), Langston Hughes(Lincoln University), and the list goes on! Lets talk about the future leaders of communities running for mayors and senators and the doctors and teachers that have graduated from HBCU.

I want to believe that this order will help HBCU but in his time where people don’t even see them as important and where the president has Twitter fingers and doesn’t seem to understand the importance of people of color and what they have done and are doing for America I have a hard time believing that this is going to end well or have any effect on HBCU at all. I have a hard time normalizing anything Trump does which is what a lot of people what me to do. Forget what him and his representatives represent. I have a hard time still processing what is going on in this country and the effects of how the decisions Trump has made is effecting other countries and our ties with other countries.

Thanks to my HBCU I have become a well versed individual. I have learned about myself and those before me and how I can help those after me. Every time I step on my campus I’m reminded about the excellence that is deeply rooted in the foundation of my institution. If the intentions of Trump aren’t good and are meant to take away what those before us have fought for, we are going to have major issues. I repeat, we must come together to keep what’s ours,(rights, land, money, schools, businesses) ours. #LEAVEMYHBCUALONE

Inauguration Day 

I’ve been dreading this day  since the election. For the past week or so I’ve been trying to distract my mind from what is actually happening. I was working on another post in the midst of the semester starting back up again but my mind was just clustered. It really hit me last night after seeing all the lovely shades of people at my institution who are doing miraculous things that we now are under a President who disregards everything that we have accomplished as a people and who is publically the face of racism,sexism,rape culture, homophobia, classism, etc. just because the color of our skin.

Initially I grew weary. I knew what kind of  country we lived in. I knew what we were against. It’s never been easy for us and when I say us I’m not singling out any color, gender or race. If you feel me, you feel me. It’s always been a struggle but to publically be embarrassed and publically tell us in a sense “you don’t matter” its humiliating. Now this orange man has to be the mouth piece for this country that WE built. But then I allowed my self to reflect. I felt a shift, honestly. I saw people come together for the first time in a long time as one. Everyone put their issues to the side for once and saw one another as humans and understood for a second ; if not us, then who? Communities are coming together and forming alliances and looking out for one another because there is an understanding that we must be the change and we must continue the greatness that our ancestors have paved the way for us to follow. We must allow the scars of the past to heal and to treat each other as equals and learn to love from within. I see it happening, it’s taking time to fully get there but it’s happening. It’s going to take time but I thank Trump for showing people what this country has turned into and allowing people to ask the question to themselves ,”if not us,then who?”

On this day Friday, January 20,2017 I will continue my day as normal. I will stand strong, dress well and talk my shit. I will NOT watch the publicity stunt that they are calling the Inauguration. Trump is NOT my president and that won’t change. Today just like yesterday and the day before and the year before we must continue to better ourselves and better each other. Through God, Christ, the universe and our ancestors we have the strength to overcome all road bumps and dodge all distractions. We have to love ourselves and love one another and love each and every moment of this journey that we have been given. We must STOMP through this journey with pride and confidence and let’s not forget love. On this day, I will be doing my laundry,doing my homework and taking my fly ass to work because we got shit to do. As long as we have one another and the almighty in the midst, we will be okay.

-Beanz Out