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Tuesday, May 5, 2009

A Justice like Thurgood Marshall
by Askia Muhammad

Now that Justice David Souter has announced his retirement from the Supreme Court, I’ve been thinking about the retirement announcement 18-years ago, of Justice Thurgood Marshall. He was salty, and he took no prisoners that day. Me, the "Race Man" in attendance, I was a little put-off by his brusque, almost bitter comments about race.

"My dad told me way back that you can't use race," Justice Marshall snapped when pressed as to whether or not his successor should be Black. "For example, there's no difference between a white snake and a black snake. They'll both bite. So I don't want to use race as an excuse." Ouch.

And he was right. Look what we got when President George H.W. Bush scraped the barrel to find a confirmable Black candidate who was compatible with his conservative agenda.

So now, I’d like President Barack Obama to nominate a Black woman, who exemplifies some of Justice Marshall’s finer qualities.

He was a successful trial lawyer, arguing 32 cases himself, before the Supreme Court. His side prevailed in 29 of them! He fought on the side of the downtrodden and dispossessed. I applaud that.

He went to Howard University Law School, not Harvard University Law or the other federal "judicial monastery" Yale Law School!

Because of racism in his home state of Maryland, "The Free State’s" policy when young Thurgood came along, was to pay the tuition for qualified Black students to attend any law school in the world, so long as they did not go to the University of Maryland Law School. At Howard, young Marshall fell into the clutches of a dean who was a cum laude graduate, Harvard Law Review (the "Original Barack Obama") trained and an Amherst valedictorian—Charles Hamilton Houston. So much for Jim Crow laws.

Current University of Maryland Law School professor and—like Justice Marshall—civil rights lawyer, Sherrilyn Ifill lists a number of other excellent qualities Justice Marshall possessed when he was named to the court in a commentary on CNN.

I still long to see a "real" Black person on The Court. This time, how about a woman who reflects Thurgood Marshall’s principles and ideals?

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Monday, May 4, 2009

Judging the judges, ‘Supreme’ and ordinary

by Askia Muhammad

I have never knowingly been inside the home of a judge.

Not for 50 years, since Lisa Griffith—the daughter of Judge Griffith—and I graduated from John Muir Jr. High School in Los Angeles and I quit my L.A. Herald Express paper route where I delivered to their home, have I even known where a judge lives. But that’s fine with me.

I have however, been kicked out of some pretty fancy parties, and been in some very distinguished homes.

Of course I went in and out of the White House for 30 years. I’ve been in a number of presidential palaces—in South Africa, Nigeria, Mali, Syria, and the United Arab Emirates, among others. I’ve been to the Kabah in the Holy City, Mecca. I’ve been (more than once) in the Dessert Tent-homes of Libyan Leader Muammar Qaddafi. On numerous occasions I’ve visited the homes of the Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad, and the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan. I’ve been personally acquainted with a couple of "Old Money" Millionaires, and have visited their homes. I was a guest in the home of an heir to the South African gold miner who inspired the movie character "Goldfinger." And I rubbed shoulders with Michael Jackson at Neverland, but I’ve never knowingly been inside the home of a judge.

I once had an acquaintance whose father was a judge. And I once flew home from Africa after judging Nigerian legislative elections seated next to a retired D.C. judge. But except for a few political fund-raisers, I’ve only been in the homes of two or three lawyers that I can recall.

Not so with doctors and various other "Bourgies." I’m a member of a social group that meets once a month in the homes of members that has goo-gobs of doctors in it. I’ve visited various newspaper publishers, broadcasters and college professors, including the home of the illustrious John Kenneth Galbraith, but I’ve never knowingly been in the home of a judge. And to tell you the truth, I don’t think my life is any poorer from not knowing any judges.

I believe judges and "certain" lawyers must intermarry, so as to keep their Tribe’s bloodline pure. Unlike doctors, whose ability to empathize with the plight of ordinary people can be an asset to a successful "bedside manner," if judges get too cozy with ordinary people it might skew their feelings too much in favor of the weak, the poor, the least of these my brethren. We can’t have that. After all, the law’s job (and judges are the chief custodians of the law) is clearly intended to always favor the side which represents "the money."

Why else would Landlord-Tenant Court automatically give the plaintiff-landlord (money) a default judgment against the poor tenant during the roll call, where every other civil proceeding requires proof that the defendant has been legally "served?" Why else is there no "justice" at all in the "criminal justice system"—just us?

So, imagine my surprise when I heard Senate Judiciary Committee Chairman Patrick Leahy (D-Vt.) say something utterly earthshaking May 3 on "This Week" on ABC News: "I would like to see more people from outside the judicial monastery, somebody who has had some real-life experience, not just as a judge..." said Sen. Leahy. Why, you could have knocked me over with a feather. A really "big-time," legal "A-List" person talking about President Barack Obama’s upcoming appointment to replace retiring Supreme Court Justice David Souter, and sounding to me like he had read my mind.

Thank goodness for Sen. Leahy’s comments. Even if the president does (and probably will) choose an "insulated" legal-eagle from within the "judicial monastery," at least I am comforted to know that it’s not just me thinking that their breed is a bit too aloof, and that it might be a good thing if someone from outside the black-robed and powdered-wigged, legal monastic orders of Harvard and Yale law schools, might once again be considered for an appointment to the Supreme Court.

More than 40 years ago I interviewed Black Panther Party attorney Charles Garry in his office in San Francisco. He said he was a law clerk in the office of Supreme Court Chief Justice Earl Warren, who had a guiding principle: "If I make an error, let me err on the side of mercy."

Mr. President, that’s the kind of Supreme Court Justice I’d like to see.

9:48 pm est

Friday, April 10, 2009

President Obama: Shared destiny? Separate destinies?
By Askia Muhammad
 
The elevation of Barack Hussein Obama to be the 44th President of the United States makes for some interesting deliberations. He’s a Black man. That goes without saying, but that fact has meaning beyond its historical “first-ness.”

Brother Malcolm X once said, and the statement still speaks for me: “I’m not a Republican. I’m not a Democrat. I don’t even know if I’m and American.” President Obama is obviously a Democrat.
 
The reason that statement is pertinent to me is because of the promise in the Bible: “Whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.” Now if that promise is also true of nations, then I personally don’t want any parts of the American inheritance for capturing, transporting, and subjugating hundreds of millions of Africans (incidentally murdering tens of millions during the Middle Passage) for more than 400 years; nor do I want America’s heritage for committing genocide against the native Indians; for despoiling the earth’s air and water; and for ruining the world’s economy with America’s thieving brand of robber-baron Capitalism.

But that’s just me.
 
Many people of the world, including many Africans have since chosen to come to this land, presumably because they wanted to participate in the American Promise. That is their choice. My fore parents were kidnapped and were given no choice in the matter. Now, as I survey the situation—with judgment potentially at hand—I have made my choice. I want my own destiny, thank you very much.
 
Unlike my forbearers, Pres. Obama’s African father came willingly to America, and his mother’s parents and grandparents, were also willing Americans.
I wonder about him. Is he going to get the same “reward” as previous presidents? Will Mr. Obama’s reward be the same as what’s coming to George W. (for Worst in history) Bush? Will Bill Clinton’s reward be the same as Ronald Reagan’s? Does Franklin Roosevelt have the same thing coming to him as Herbert Hoover?
 
How about Abraham Lincoln, who effectively “freed” the slaves? Is his portion the same as that of slave-holding Presidents George Washington and Thomas Jefferson? Have these men already gotten what’s coming to them?
 
For us today, these are complex questions because Black folks are absolutely giddy over “a Brother” in the White House, not as a butler or servant as we would have been when I was a child, but now as Resident-in-Chief. We did not know “who” we were before his election and inauguration. Now, some of us who thought we knew are absolutely confused.
 
Our condition is understandable. Dr. W.E.B. DuBois described us in his seminal book The Souls of Black Folks, written in 1896 or thereabouts. He asked: “Are we Black? Are we American?” and he described our dilemma as having “two warring ideals in one dark body.” That’s us, alright.
 
But Brother Malcolm made some harsh pronouncements based on today’s standards. Months ago, Dr. Ayman al-Zawahiri, the number two man in Al Qaeda tried to invoke one of the radical American Muslim’s most famous clichés, against Pres. Obama, referring to our “Brother President” as a “House Negro.” Not! Still, Brother Barack is not just IN the House; he is now Head of The House. That is complex.
 
Brother Malcolm also reminded us of the “chickens coming home to roost,” and what-not. Are America’s chickens yet to come home to roost for all Americans? What about us?
 
More interestingly from my perspective, Brother Malcolm said of the House Negro, that the House Negro identifies with the slave master more than the master himself. When the master gets sick, the House Negro asks: “What’s the matter boss? We sick?”
 
When the slave master’s house catches on fire, Brother Malcolm said, the House Negro will help put the fire out. But he said there was another kind of Negro slave—the Field Negro. Unlike the privileged House Negro who got to wear clothes like the master wore, and eat the leftovers of the food the master ate, the Field Negro suffered the worst of conditions, such, that when the master’s house would catch on fire, the Field Negro would not only, NOT help put the fire out, he would pray for a strong wind. A wind which would accelerate the fire, hastening the destruction of the mansion. Is that how we feel about General Motors and Chrysler?
 
So, in the conversation about the “Brother President,” the discussion should not be about who he is and what he does for us, but rather, who “we” are, and whether we want our destiny to be the same as those in the Big House, or those in the Field.
 
Remember the prophetic words of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., who told singer Harry Belafonte and others (paraphrasing): “I am afraid I am leading our people to integrate into a burning house...”
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Monday, March 30, 2009

The White House, ‘The Gray Lady’ and The Black Press
 
by Askia Muhammad
 
More than 28 years ago, when—thanks to Ted Clark—I started doing commentaries for National Public Radio’s “All Things Considered,” I was in a constant race with the staid old “Gray Lady”—The New York Times, so named because of its stodgy, hidebound, gray appearance and style—and with The Washington Post to pitch story ideas to my editors before they appeared in those two important, national “newspapers of record.”
 
 After a story appears in one of those publications, no reporter can claim it’s still “news.” So for me, as often as not when editors rejected my story suggestions, if and when the story later appeared in print, I would always call and remind them that I pitched the story to them, before it was seen in The Times or The Post. I wanted them to know they could trust my “nose for news.”
 
But once in a while, there is still some “news” after a story appears in The Gray Lady. In this instance, it’s an old saga made new, by a report by Times writer Rachel L. Swarns, published March 27, 2009. “Obama Brings Flush Times for Black News Media,” reads the headline
 
“For the nation’s black magazines, newspapers, and television and radio stations, the arrival of the Obama administration has ushered in an era of unprecedented access to the White House,” she begins. That may well be true, and it’s about time!
 
“At his news conference Tuesday (March 24), he skipped over several prominent newspapers and newsmagazines to call on Kevin Chappell, a senior editor at Ebony magazine,” she continued. “It was the first time an Ebony reporter had been invited to question a president at a prime-time news conference.” Stop right there.
 
What we see today may or may not be “The Greatest” days The Black Press has ever seen at the White House, but understand: these are just “The Latest.” And, by a long shot, they certainly are not The First!
 
The Times article, well intentioned as it may have been, is a classic example of how short-term memory can revise history.
 
First, the declaration that this was the first time an Ebony reporter had been invited to question a president at a prime-time news conference, may have been technically accurate because back in the day when Black reporters broke the glass ceiling in the White House Press Corps there were very few prime time news conferences at all.
 
When I came to Washington in 1977 for the Chicago Daily Defender during the Carter administration, Johnson Publishing icon Simeon Booker—a member of the second Nieman Fellowship class of journalists at Harvard University in 1947, and a winner of the prestigious National Press Club Fourth Estate Award, among many, many, many notable achievements—was writing his “Ticker Tape USA” column in JET magazine and had long been an accredited White House correspondent.
 
Mr. Booker told me that when he agreed to work for the immortal John H. Johnson, his first condition of employment was that his office and everything about the Johnson Publishing Co. news bureau had to be not just “First Class,” but “Top Shelf First Class,” just like all the other well respected news operations in town. The office was and is located in the 1700 block of Pennsylvania Ave., just one block from the White House, for example.
 
But most press conferences by Presidents Carter, Reagan, and even George H.W. Bush, were not held in “prime time” unless it was a national emergency. Black reporters from the Black-owned press were rarely called on, ever in those days. In fact, in 1969 Mr. Booker had to press then Nixon administration communications head Herbert Klein to allow JET to even have a seat in Mr. Nixon’s press conferences.
 
Mr. Booker’s colleagues Roy Betts and the late E. Fannie Granton, were also White House “hard pass” holders, as was JPC photographer Maurice Sorrell. With my own White House “hard pass,” Roy Betts and I, along with Don Agurs representing Mutual Black Network, Tamu White of Howard University Radio, and Glen Ford of Sheridan Radio, often attended, press conferences, but were never called on, although Mr. Agurs did get an exclusive one-on-one interview with Mr. Carter, and I managed to ask him a question at two press conferences, and participated once in a high level briefing with just eight other reporters.
 
Later, after one particularly hurtful snub by Pres. Carter at a late afternoon press conference just ahead of a meeting he was to have (also in the East Room) with a group of Black mayors, Tamu White and I literally hid in the bushes along the North Portico, until Mayors Marion Barry and Richard Hatcher approached. We whined and cried, telling them the president just had a press conference and did not call on any Black reporters, even though he was set to meet with the Black mayors immediately afterward.
 
Mayor Hatcher spoke to the president about our complaint and at the next press conference, this time in prime time, just days after the Delta Force got bogged down by a sandstorm in the Iranian desert trying to rescue the American hostages at the U.S. Embassy in Tehran, I was called on again. Instead of asking my "civil rights" question, I asked the (scowling I'm told, I can't remember because I was too nervous trying to not sound afraid) President why he did not try to use peaceful means to get the hostages out, instead of launching the disastrous attack? Well, as you might imagine that was it for me and other Blacks from the Black Press being trusted to ask questions at press conferences for years to come.
 
The legendary Ethel L. Payne was a Black Press pioneer at the White House. She was so highly regarded for her work at The Chicago Defender that when the U.S. Postal Service issued its first stamps honoring women journalists in 2002, Miss Payne was one of the four journalists pictured. She was also a thorn in the side of presidents, even incurring the wrath of Pres. Eisenhower when she demanded to know as the U.S. anti-apartheid (Civil Rights) movement was heating up, why he would not simply issue an executive order banning segregation on interstate bus travel, which was his prerogative, via the Interstate Commerce Commission.
 
Before Miss Payne there was Alice Dunnigan, who also represented the Chicago Defender and the Associated Negro Press (ANP). She fought and secured her credential in 1946.
 
In the 1980s, along came Bob Ellison representing Sheridan Radio. He was a trusted member of the White House Press Pool, and was even elected President of the White House Correspondents Association. Since then of course we have had the twin Divas, Sonya Ross (an honorary member of The Black Press) working for the Associated Press (AP), and April Ryan of American Urban Radio Network (AURN). They were (and April is a) fixture(s) of the White House Press Corps and were frequently called on by Presidents and by Press Secretaries at daily White House Press Briefings.
 
The Gray Lady also makes a big deal out of a reception held for members of the National Newspaper Publishers Association (NNPA) with the current White House incumbent. President Obama, the author reports: “gave Black Enterprise magazine his first print interview and gave a black talk show host one of his first radio interviews. This month, he invited 50 black newspaper publishers to meet with him at the White House.”
 
The fact of the matter is that the then President-elect actually gave an interview to Ebony magazine before anyone else. It’s about time the Black Press got to the front of the line.
 
But receiving Black editors and publishers is nothing new. In 1981 or 1982, L.H. Stanton, publisher of National Scene magazine (a monthly rotogravure supplement which appeared in NNPA newspapers, which I edited) attended a reception for publishers with Pres. Reagan. The president signed a comp copy of a picture shaking hands with Mr. Stanton.
 
In 1978 Black Enterprise publisher Earl Graves took a delegation of the “BE 100” top businesses to the White House to meet Mr. Carter, and I'm certain he as well as John H. Johnson, who is the namesake of the Howard University School of Communications, were also among delegations of their peers at White House receptions, probably on multiple occassions.
 
In addition, in 1992 or ‘93, Pres. Clinton hosted a delegation from NNPA. I attended that event, and my friend Sharon Farmer, Chief White House Photographer (a Black woman!) took my picture when His Nibbs shook my hand. I have an unsigned copy of that print.
 
So, that’s why I maintain the Times’s claim is a bit off the mark. Again: we may or may not be seeing “The Greatest” days The Black Press has ever seen at the White House, but understand: these are just “The Latest.” And, by a long shot, they certainly are not The First!
 
Read! Learn all about yourself. Remember, history is best qualified to reward our research. 
10:54 am est

Friday, March 13, 2009

What if the President’s grandfather was Palestinian?

Could President Barack Hussein Obama’s "historical memory"—inherited from his paternal grandfather Hussein Onyango Obama—of the brutal British suppression of the Kenyan independence movement in the 1950s affect the "special relationship" between the United States and America’s long time ally, the United Kingdom?

But what if his grandfather had been Palestinian? Would Mr. Obama ever have been able to become President in the first place? I doubt it very seriously.

After reporting on the barbaric torture inflicted on Hussein Onyango Obama in a Dec. 3, 2008 article published online by The Times of London, writer Ben Macintyre says that the first African American President’s views towards the United Kingdom just might be different from those of the previous 43 White U.S. presidents.

"Barack Obama’s grandfather was imprisoned and brutally tortured by the British during the violent struggle for Kenyan independence," Mr. Macintyre and co-author Paul Orengoh reported. "He was arrested in 1949 and jailed for two years in a high-security prison where, according to his family, he was subjected to horrific violence to extract information about the growing insurgency," they wrote.

"The African warders were instructed by the White soldiers to whip him every morning and evening till he confessed," said Sarah Onyango, Hussein Onyango’s third wife, the woman the President refers to as "Granny Sarah," the article states.

Hussein Onyango Obama, a Kenyan Muslim, served with the British Army in Burma during World War II, yet just four years after the war, his employer, a British Army officer for whom he served as a cook, rewarded his loyal manservant by firing him, then denouncing him to the authorities on suspicion of "consorting with troublemakers."

The irony is that Mr. Obama was a member of the Luo people from Western Kenya, not the dominant Kikuyu people. Some Kikuyu persons took secret oaths and formed the dreaded Mau Mau, which conducted a bloody rebellion against British colonial rule. The country’s first President Jomo Kenyatta was accused and put on trial for being a Mau Mau. Jamaican attorney Dudley Thompson successfully represented Mr. Kenyatta at trial.

The British soldiers "would sometimes squeeze his testicles with parallel metallic rods. They also pierced his nails and buttocks with a sharp pin, with his hands and legs tied together with his head facing down," Granny Sarah told The Times of London. "The alleged torture was said to have left Mr. Onyango permanently scarred, and bitterly anti-British," the authors wrote. "That was the time we realized that the British were actually not friends but, instead, enemies," Mrs. Onyango said. "My husband had worked so diligently for them, only to be arrested and detained."

The President writes of his Black Muslim grandfather in his best-selling memoir Dreams From My Father. He says only that his grandfather was "found innocent" and held for "more than six months."

While a total of only 32 Europeans were killed by the Mau Mau, the British slaughtered as many as 50,000 Africans during the seven year state of emergency which they imposed, trying to maintain their unjust, racist, colonial rule. But the American body politic did not hold the President accountable for any potential anti-Anglo-ism.

Now. Just suppose that Barack Hussein Obama’s grandfather had been a Palestinian Muslim, arrested in Palestine in 1949, or expelled from Jerusalem in 1948 by Zionist authorities in that colonial settler territory which was annexed in defiance of the British Palestinian mandate and which declared itself to be the state of Israel—the Jewish state. Would that simple difference in paternal geography have made any difference at all in United States history?

Duh!

You bet it would have! This article would never have been written, because Barack Hussein Obama Jr. would never, never, never have been elected President of the United States had his grandfather been Palestinian, a people who suffered an almost identical or worse oppression at the hands of the Israelis (which continues until this very day) than that which was inflicted on the Kenyans by the British.

Never mind Stanley and Madelyn Dunham, his kindly, Kansas-born, Caucasian maternal grandparents. If Mr. Obama had an Arab-Muslim (even an Arab Christian) paternal grandfather, that would have made him categorically ineligible for the presidency, by definition.

Talk about "historical memory!"

We’d probably be talking about history-making President Hillary Clinton now, because Barack Obama might have graduated Magna Cum Laude and been President of the Harvard Law Review, but he would never have even been elected dogcatcher in this country, let alone to the U.S. Senate, or to the U.S. presidency had his grandfather been a Palestinian Arab, instead of a Black African.

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