Michael Ferguson Brown: the new place we are
The Emmet Till equation in effect down through time
Used to be the accusation had to be whistling at a white woman, now the deadly
provocation can simply be a Black boy walking down the street.
Ferguson Michael — the new place we are, the foundation continuum of a
Trayvon, or even Rodney King, for heaven’s sake, who would drown in L. A. in the
private pool his ritual torture awarded him.
The Emmet Till equation can transpose a white woman into a white cop or a cop
of color into a cop uniform that makes them by definition another order of being.
Abuse by a Black boy
Response — extreme prejudice
That a cop, a policeman, would be indicted for the murder of a black person?
—precedents waiting to happen.
Looking at some of this Ferguson, Missouri grand jury stuff, the contradictions are hidden in the newspaper reports, that is, hidden in plain sight, as they were to those in attendance, as they must be to pass muster. But upon obvious discovery they are deadly — there are skulls and crossbones at the entrance of these postings as warnings of danger — not to venture too far within the data.
Police state prosecutor
Prosecutor in a police state
Prosecution in a police state
Execution prosecutions
Execution by profile under martial law
When and where there is no law
No law
No law
No law
We are lawless
Lawless
No law
No law
No law
Corporate government anarchy
The nonsense lawless judgments of the fascist state
No proxies
No symbolism
No picnics and souvenirs
In the campgrounds of the ritual slayings
Lynch law law less
Lynch not
Lynch not
Lynch cove
Lynchberg
Lynchville
Lynch city USA
Lynchburgers
Lynch town
Lynchniggerville
Lynchburgers in uniform or profile
Lynch utopia
Sir William Lynch (1742 – 1820) of Pittsylvania, Virginia —— self-instituted lynching tribunals 1805 to 1815
Sir Lynch, considered expert in deterrents to insurrections against slavery prior to the ultimate torture leading to post ultimate immolation from tree or pyre the strategy during peace was the fostering of conflict by any means possible or necessary: young against old, light skinned against dark, women against men – divide to further conquer and save the necessary loss (by lynching) of valuable property. Although a small profit could be made from the lynchings by organizing them around municipal picnics and the selling of souvenirs of the event — but that profit was only a one time thing – small consolation for life times of labor.
Another larger consolation for the ghost of Sir Lynch:
institute those lynch principles into the future
Into the common law of the police and prosecutors
so their administrations of justice
are at their sole discretion
and indicate the state without
souls within
Harvey Mohre Stark
contemplation
First glance / at the being from which one has emerged
What is awe?
Uncle (Uncle) Kingfish
Kingfish, my Kingfish, Uncle Kingfish, in the darkness of the country barroom. In the high light of early afternoon, dim in the interior contrast except for the white apron and slight smile around his perpetual cigar. Brown face lost in shadow, dark pants fading in the black, the white apron an apparition, a ghost of service, soda and potato chips, a swab of white cloth across the hardwood hull of the bar that was indeed at sea for the voyage of that day into night, to end in the death of dawn. Beer chasers after the Tanqueray argument, the jukebox so loud the room bouncing, as the screeching tires of a 425 horsepower Roadmaster burn rubber down Main Street. Blue smoke uniting, drifting, rambling on. Let the good times roll for the Sixty Minute Man, for the lovers who were too young, for Afro Mona Lisa laughing all up in your face.