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Greetings! My loved ones know me as Cory Alexander Haywood. You may call me anything you want. Just don't call me "soft spoken." Indeed, my love affair with the English language began during my childhood. Back then, nouns, adjectives, synonyms and transitive verbs were of greater interest to me than any game of kickball (however, basketball will always be my first love.) Over the years, I've dabbled in a variety of writing genres (even those that bore me.) In my opinion, no topic is too great or complex for a seasoned and patient writer. I aspire to eventually reach that plateau, and am well on my way. Stylistically, creative writing best suits my fancy. However, in the summer of 2006, I wrote my first newspiece (it's been a match made in heaven ever since.) The majority of my published work, which spans more than 6 years, relates to politics, social and community awareness, as well as health and wellness. I also occasionally, and some might say nonsensically, explore the ins and outs of love, dating and relationships. I have no expertise,specialty or preference in regard to genre. Instead, I keep an open mind and spirit, thus my outlook remains pure. Simply put, I'm no one trick pony. To contact me, please email [email protected]
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The Black Hat: 10 Reasons Why Black Men Shouldn’t Date White Women

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*Hey, fellas. Here’s some advice about dating white women: Don’t for a single moment forget that you are a black male breaking a cardinal rule by putting your black n*gger hands on superior white flesh. White men don’t want to see their daughters fraternizing with the enemy. They’ll tolerate having a black son-in-law if he’s making well over six figures and can slam dunk a basketball. But in the back of a white man’s mind, he will always be superior to n*ggers. He doesn’t want his children, especially his daughter, to hop in bed with a jungle bunny. He doesn’t mind his son getting some of that brown sugar—that’s a fantasy white men have shared since the Jim Crow Era. Some white men even like to watch while their wives are ravished by tall, black, musty Mandingo n*ggers. But when it comes to his precious little girl, a white man has one rule for the average Negro: Hands off!

Fellas, I get it: Having a white on your arm is like riding a unicorn—it’s not supposed to happen outside of the occasional wet dream. Some of you n*ggas covet white women because they are status symbols in the eyes of society. Some of you believe that having the interest of a white woman makes you superior to other black men. Gaining their approval sets you apart from the other n*ggas who don’t have that special something that will catch a white woman’s eye. It makes you feel better about your place in the world. Instead of being the average n*gga, you become the type of Negro that’s acceptable to the blond haired, blue eyed goddess. Besides, White women don’t typically get involved with average n*ggas. They pursue super n*ggas who can provide three luxuries: a big penis, gobs of cash, and gorilla strength in case danger approaches.

Oh and by the way, fellas, I’ve seen too many of you booed up with sloppy, fat, homely-looking white chicks. It’s already bad enough that many of you are intentionally dating outside of your race because you’re not man enough to handle a strong black woman (I said strong, not crazy). Fellas, if you’re going to date a white woman, at least find one that’s easy on the eyes. Don’t settle for less based on the color of her skin. That’s tacky.

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As you can see, this white women isn’t wearing a wedding gown. That’s because she will never be married to a black man. She’ll fool around with as many Mandingo warriors as her horny heart desires. But, generally, it won’t go any further than sex.

I often see black men proudly walking hand in hand with white women. I can see the pride and jubilation in their eyes. However, to these n*ggas I say: Don’t be fooled into thinking she wants you for the long haul. In her eyes, you ain’t nothing but a cheap thrill. When she’s had enough of sucking your big, black, d***—and pissing off her parents—she’ll go running into the arms of her White knight in shining armor. They aren’t really interested in you; they’re intrigued by the taboo of being with a black man. Even if a white woman gives birth to your children, it’ll be because she hopes they will inherit the ability to sink a jump shot like their old dad. You might be thinking love, but she’ll always be thinking about ways to come up (even if it means using your black ass to the bone). I’m just keeping it real.

In honor of former WWE wrestling icon Hulk Hogan’s racially insensitive tirade regarding his daughter’s open involvement with a black music producer, I have compiled a list of reasons why black men should stay as far away from white women as humanly possible.

1. White women cannot identify with the struggle of being a black male in America.

2. White women typically do not come from families that readily accept people of color.

3. In a divorce, white women will take everything you have (including your children).

4. White women treat their dogs better than they treat other human beings.

5. No matter how gentle you may seem, white women will always be afraid of black men.

6. When it comes to parenting, white women aren’t disciplinarians, they’re pushovers.

7. White women will dime you out to the police if they think you’re guilty of a crime.

8. White women don’t age well.

9. White women aren’t tough enough to endure the ups and downs of being with a black man.

10. Why date a white girl when you can be with a sister who looks like Nicki Minaj?

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The Black Hat is written by  Southern California based  Cory A. Haywood, a freelance writer and expert on Negro foolishness. Contact him via: [email protected] and/or visit his blogs: www.coryhaywood.webs.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com

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(The Black Hat) Foolish Negroes: The Confederate Flag Is The Least of Your Problems

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*Congratulations, Negroes! Go-ahead and give yourselves a pat on the back for finally convincing “massa” to get rid of his favorite flag. If Bojangles were alive today, he’d shine up his little dancing shoes and cut a step or two. Yee Haw!

I is sooo happy that massa aint gonna hang dat flag no mo’ in front a dat big ol building out there in Carolina. I can feel da Good Lawd smilin’ down on us po black folk. We headed to da promise land like Dr. King say we would. I’s gon’ be a good nigga for massa, cause he sho been good to us for takin’ his flag down.

It didn’t happen overnight, but finally, after 160 years of being showcased in front of South Carolina’s Capitol Building, the Confederate Flag was forced into retirement last week as a result of extensive pressure from the African American community and various critics. I’m tempted to play devil’s advocate and share my thoughts regarding the obscene length of time that passed before the flag was finally terminated (although it will probably be twice as long before America gets another Black president). Instead of going off on a tangent, I’ll stick to my original script.

(Ahem) I wanted to gouge my eyes out during last week’s televised removal of the Confederate Flag from South Carolina’s statehouse grounds. The occasion was clearly a political ploy orchestrated to produce a false sense of hope and pride among the Negro population. I decided to wait one week before sharing my opinion about the flag, and still I have mixed emotions regarding it’s disappearance from public view. On one hand, it was comforting to witness an entire town rally together for the noble purpose of eliminating a blatantly vulgar American symbol. On the other hand, this chapter in our nation’s history is yet another example of how colored people have historically been guilty of foot-dragging when it comes to pertinent race-related issues.

Until recently, the general public, including African Americans, turned a blind eye to the Confederate flag’s ubiquity in South Carolina. This changed shortly after last month’s deadly shooting at a predominately Black church in Charelston. The self-confessed shooter, 21-year-old Dylann Roof, was arrested the next day in North Carolina, and a web page surfaced showing a racist manifesto and 60 photos of Roof, some of which showed him waving the Confederate flag. In response to these images, and the subsequent outpouring of public outrage, South Carolina Governor Nikki Haley signed into law a measure to permanently remove the contentious flag from the state Capitol. In the eyes of many, Haley’s decision is the culmination of a years-long movement to erase leftover signs of white supremacy and racial prejudice. From my perspective, it appears that yet again, a handful of niggas had to die

I was particularly amused by the young lady who, a few weeks ago, climbed a flagpole in front of the South Carolina Statehouse and removed the Confederate battle flag. It’s rare to see a stripper use her pole-dancing ability for a righteous cause. And my heart was filled with joy when I saw a big ol’ crowd of South Carolina’s finest Negroes having a good nigga time, hooting and hollering, when the flag came down in front of the capitol building last Friday. Yee haw! I love it when the White man throws the Black community a bone and it makes front page news.

The banishment of the Confederate flag from public view has been widely interpreted as a step toward progress within the African American community. However, this so-called “victory” is a smokescreen; it’s a political ploy by the White power structure to pacify the Black masses and deflect attention from the ongoing forces of oppression that continue to plague American ghettos and slums. This reminds me of when I would visit the doctor’s office as a child. He was gray haired, White, and well into his sixties. He would occasionally have to stick me with a needle to inject medication into my body. After he was done, he would offer me a lollipop so that I would feel better. The candy would distract me from the pricking sensation of that needle, and the pain I felt. The racist White government is a lot like my old doctor. When Black people experience the pricking sensation of racial injustice, old White men in congress react by passing legislation and offering up solutions that seem beneficial to the Black struggle. Furthermore, for decades, the decadent White power structure has injected the Black community with poison (drugs) and violence (police brutality). South Carolina’s ban on the Confederate flag is nothing more than a piece of candy to distract Black folk from ills of racism, bigotry and the institutionalization of both. I put it in the same category as Affirmative Action and the election of President Barack Obama—these political ploys gave false hope to an increasingly hope-deprived community, the Black community.

I’m not surprised by how the White media has used South Carolina’s Confederate Flag scandal to divert attention from the nine parishioners who were murdered in cold blood by a White gunman. You Negroes have been so consumed with getting rid of that cruddy old flag that you’ve forgotten about the victims; you’ve forgotten that racism compelled a deranged White male to massacre a group of innocent, “God fearing” Black folk. This brings me to another point: It appears that God doesn’t give a damn about you Negroes because he continues to allow White cops to brutalize, harass and murder you. Perhaps that’s because He knows that many Black people aint worth the life they’re given. For every nigga slain by a cop, there are at least three others killed by their own kind. With that in mind, I have a piece of advice for the everyday Negro: before you start policing the police, worry about getting your own house in order. Quit fussing over the Confederate flag and turn your attention to issues that directly affect the welfare of your community (poor education, steady unemployment, rampant violence and criminal behavior, corruption of the Christian church, the collapse of the Black family structure, etc.). The list goes on and on.

The residents of South Carolina will no longer have to witness the Confederate Flag waving in front of the state capitol building. I understand why it had to come down. I imagine Jewish people would be slightly peeved if during a visit to the White House, they discovered a majestic photo of Hitler displayed in the lobby. Some might call this a victory for South Carolina’s Black population. However, removing the flag and sticking it in a museum won’t change the volatile history between White southerners and Blacks, nor will it mitigate the racial tension building throughout that hostile region. In my opinion, Governor Haley’s knee-jerk decision to retire the Confederate Flag is simply another plot twist in America’s ongoing race problem. This is not a victory; it’s an appetizer to the inevitable main course: Civil War.

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The Black Hat is written by  Southern California based  Cory A. Haywood, a freelance writer and poet. Contact him via: [email protected]and/or visit his blogs: www.coryhaywood.webs.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com

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(The Black Hat) F**k Marvin Gaye! I’m Listening to Rich Homie Quan and Young Thug

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*I recently scrolled through the comment section on the YouTube video page of Rich Homie Quan’s new single “Flex.” From the song’s opening note, he engages in the prototypical hyperbole and bombast of a new artist faking the funk of riches and fame. To rub it in, Quan gayfully “ditty bops” (dances) in a parking lot replete with bikini-clad bombshells as the chorus of his song rumbles in the background. His lyrics aren’t particularly polished—every slurred and inaudible word sounds as if he’s a recovering stroke victim. Although I was strangely intrigued by his sound, its lack of clarity put a damper on the experience. That brings me back to the comment section. To many fans of rap music, he and fellow language terrorist Young Thug are as annoying and unwanted as a swarm of flies at a picnic.

In response to Quan’s song, one commentor remarked, “Malcolm (X) and Martin (Luther King) wouldn’t be pleased.” This statement would’ve made more sense during the Civil Rights Era when African American males couldn’t make eye-contact with white women—or backtalk white men—without a lynching rope appearing from thin air. But the advancement of time has given minorities a voice that echoes across every part the world. This voice is controlled by hip hop culture and it accommodates the ever-changing inclinations of young America.

Currently, the style of lyricism most popular among young listeners is barely qualified to be called English. Quan and Thug specialize in this language—they have popularized a sound that’s reminiscent of a toddler attempting to speak his first words. In fairness, their gibberish is infused with a delightful charm and exuberance; it makes you scratch your head and tap your feet all at the same time, much like the Blues did when it was first introduced to the public several decades ago. Couple this sound with a flamboyant array of oddly unique fashion choices, and you’ve got Rich Homie Quan, and his partner in music, Young Thug. These upstarts, and others from the same elk, are charting a new course for the rap genre. This change of direction is causing a stir among critics who describe hip hop as being a playground for hooligans dressed in skin-tight jeans, gaudy medallions, and more recently, women’s clothing (i.e. Young Thug).

The perceived regression of Black music has triggered a swell of nostalgia for such classics as Marvin Gaye’s “What’s Going On?” and Sam Cooke’s “A Change is Gonna Come.” These anthems for social improvement are entrenched within America’s broad history of squeezing its problems into a song. However, considering the heaping mess that America finds itself in as a result of continued racial prejudice, a point could be made that “conscious music” is merely a Band-Aid for the bumps and bruises sustained by an inherently divided nation. Cooke died more than 50 years ago, and yet, African Americans occupy the lowest social class of any other racial group (no change there). Mankind will never encounter a medium of self-expression more powerful than music; but even the most profound set of lyrics cannot deliver the world from its numerous inadequacies.

So then what does music really accomplish? Well, for starters, an enjoyable tune rarely fails to energize a crowd. That’s why Quan and Thug are both on the cusp of superstardom. They’ve mastered the art of making people feel good, or rather, making people feel better. They aren’t in the business of storytelling or rabble-rousing—these seminal aspects of hip hop culture are more compatible with seasoned lyricists like J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Drake, and dare I say, Kanye West. Instead of trying to wiggle into a crowded room, Quan and Thug have wisely chosen to create their own genre of music—one that prioritizes feeling over intellect, sound over substance, and most important, individuality over conformity.

“I like the way they [Quan and Thug] deliver their verses,” explains Edna Bruce, a seasoned public relations specialist and talent agent. “They rhyme with a very interesting cadence and flair. You can hear passion and conviction in their voice. To me, they both exude a tremendous amount of confidence and charisma. They just sound cool. Some rappers have great writing skills but they’re missing the ex-factor; I guess you can call it swagger. Wale is in that category. He’s a talented lyricist, but he’s not fun to listen to.”

“I don’t always understand what they’re saying [Quan and Thug]. But I enjoy Reggae music and it’s not always easy to understand. That doesn’t mean I’m not moved by what I’m hearing.” She added, “When I listen to music, it’s because I want to dance and sing and not think about how fucked up life can be. There are days when I’m in the mood to hear the classics. I can appreciate a well-written, well-produced song. But when I’m cruising in my car or breaking a sweat at the gym, I want to be energized. That’s what Young Thug does—he energizes you. Lyrics are secondary to me. I just want to have a good time.”

This sentiment clashes with a growing consensus among critics who blame new-age artists for dirtying the well of hip hop music. Naturally these criticisms have touched Quan and Thug, two of the most prolific newcomers in the rap genre. But contrary to the conventional expectations of high-profile celebrities, Rich Homie Quan and Young Thug are not role models. They aren’t responsible for teaching morality and integrity to the adolescents who listen to their albums. They aren’t responsible for sharing messages of positivity with the listing public. And most important, they aren’t conforming to the demands of their numerous detractors. Despite the naysayers who trashtalk their music by calling it putrid and untenable, Quan and Thug represent a new, sweeping wave of millennial hip hop that sounds as if the lyrics aren’t crafted from the English language. This is the new direction of rap music—it’s not gritty and hard-hitting like the sound of NWA during the 1990s; it’s not plagued by a Dr. Seuss-like rhyme scheme as it was during the 1980s; and it’s a complete departure from the profound lyricism and forethought present within Common and Talib Quali’s signature classics.

But what the current brand of hip hop lacks in substance, it makes up for with bold creativity, style, inventiveness, and most of all, originality. So what if you can’t understand a single verse from Quan or Thug—the sounds they make aren’t supposed to be analyzed and dissected like an amphibian in a science lab. The new hip-hop isn’t for the sophisticated listener, it’s for the average nigga who’d rather “turn up” than hear a five-minute Black History lesson from Kendrick Lamar (no offense, bro). The purpose of music isn’t always to change the way you think or view the world. More often than not, it changes the way you feel; it produces the same euphoric high as any Gospel sermon or motivational speech. And speaking of church, it’s not uncommon for parishioners to speak with a foreign tongue whenever they feel touched by the “spirit.” This mode of self-expression is nearly impossible to interpret even for the person speaking. But when it happens, listeners don’t ask questions, they embrace the moment. Music is designed to invoke the same spiritual response—one that can’t be measured within the framework of carnal understanding.

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The Black Hat is written by  Southern California based  Cory A. Haywood, a freelance writer and poet. Contact him via: [email protected]and/or visit his blogs: www.coryhaywood.webs.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com

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Red, White, and Bruised: Decades of Mistreatment Spark Anti-Patriotic Outrage Among Black Americans

Patriotism doesn't exist within the Black community (some say).

People of color have a 400-year-history of second-class treatment to justify their general resistance to patriotism, nationalism and every other “ism” that implies love and appreciation for a nation forever mired in racial turmoil.

*“What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer; a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants brass fronted impudence; your shout of liberty and equality, hollow mockery.” —Frederick Douglass (1852)

In a few days, the masses will commemorate America’s day of independence by firing up their grills and launching off fireworks into the night air. For at least 24 hours, the spirit of patriotism will neutralize the animus brewing between Whites and Blacks due to a slew of racially motivated incidents that have occurred this year. Ironically, people of African descent cheerfully partake in the festivities associated with July 4 despite America’s extensive and well-documented history of racial discrimination. The most recent chapter of this narrative resulted in the death of nine African American parishioners at the hands of a psychotic, Confederate flag-waving White supremacist in Charleston, S.C. Couple this massacre with the ever-looming threat of police brutality and excessive force toward minorities, and it creates a simmering stew of heightened tension. As a result, the various channels of social media have become flooded with alarming images of the American flag being mutilated by enraged, embittered Black radicals. These cage-rattlers seem to have a poignant message for Uncle Sam: “Take patriotism and shove it where the sun don’t shine.”

“F*** America. This country ain’t done s*** for me, my family, or for Black people, in general,” says Wynton Johnson, 31, a 6’5 security guard whose dream of playing professional football evaporated after he was wrongfully convicted of grand larceny and sentenced to five years in a maximum security prison. “I have a better chance of being shot by the police than getting a job from some White racist who can’t even stand to look at my face during an interview. F*** the flag and f*** the crackers who made it. To them, I’m going to always be a n**** first and an American second.” He continued, “The people in my neighborhood can’t find a job, and it’s not because we ain’t looking. When we walk into a building to look for work, the White people can’t stop staring. Why should I be patriotic when my kids can’t depend on their daddy to provide them with the finer things in life—the s*** Black people can only dream about, or steal.”

Johnson, a father of three, currently resides in Compton, Calif. His apartment complex sits in the heart of a gang-infested, drug-addled neighborhood where gunshots echo in the wind and ghetto birds (helicopters) can often be spotted hovering over a crime scene. Johnson says his living environment is “like a warzone” and that he dreads playing host to his children during their weekly visits.

“It ain’t safe for my kids where I live—too many drive-bys,” he explained. “They stay with their grandma. It’s only temporary until I find some work and a better place to live. I do security, but that hardly pays my rent. I ain’t looking for no handouts. But I could use some help.” He added, “It’s funny, all I gotta do is drive a few miles north and I’ll eventually end up in Beverly Hills where all the rich White folk are. That’s how it is all over the country. Blacks scratching and scraping to survive while White people watch from a distance counting all the money. I don’t have time to be patriotic. I’m just another n trying to survive.”

If there was ever a time for Blacks to question their allegiance to the country’s flag, it might be now:

• The incarceration rate for African Americans is about 3,074 per 100,000 residents, which is more than six times the national average. Black men in their 20s and early 30s without a high school diploma are particularly vulnerable. According to reports, with an incarceration rate of 40 percent, they are more likely to end up behind bars than in the workforce.

• In February, the unemployment rate for African Americans was 10.4 percent, while the comparable rates for Whites, Hispanics and Asians were 4.7 percent, 6.6 percent and 4.0 percent, respectively, according to data released by the U.S. Bureau of Labor Statistics. The national unemployment rate was 5.5 percent last month. Last year, 23.7 percent of those who are Black and unemployed had attended some college, 15.4 percent had bachelor’s degrees and 4.5 percent had advanced degrees.

• A 2014 study by the Young Invincibles, a nonpartisan education and economic opportunity advocacy group, found an African American college graduate has the same job prospects as a White high-school dropout or a White person with a prison record. The study attributed the gap to racial discrimination. According to the Center for Popular Democracy, a liberal think tank in New York, on an hourly basis during the past 15 years, Black workers’ wages have fallen by 44 cents, while Hispanic and White workers’ wages have risen by 48 cents and 45 cents, respectively. Black wealth has also shrunk, while Hispanic and White wealth has stabilized.

These statistics aren’t surprising to Johnson, who attributes his struggles and those of others like him to an ongoing aversion by Whites to accept Blacks as equals. “Let’s be real—the American flag and the Confederate flag are one in the same. They were both around during slavery. Do you think a slave really cared about which flag his slave master had? All he knew is that in the morning, he would have to go back to the cotton field. Both flags should be wrapped in chains, because they both represent the oppression of Black people. I’ll be patriotic when the government writes me a check for what my ancestors had to go through.”

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Webster’s Dictionary defines patriotism as devoted love, support, and defense of one’s country. If social media is any indication, there is a growing number of flag-stomping anti-patriots like Johnson. Making matters worse, the past few years have brought forth numerous, highly publicized, cases of police aggression toward minorities. And just recently, the tragedy in South Carolina has sparked a volatile mixture of outrage and paranoia that continues to dominate headlines and public discourse. The aftermath also includes a string of six Black churches that have reportedly been burned to the ground. These crimes might have gone unnoticed if not for the media’s heightened awareness of racially motivated altercations. In years past, many Black residents of the South experienced extreme prejudice without having the luxury of Twitter and Facebook to broadcast their suffering.

“I don’t mean to sound insensitive, but that church in South Carolina wasn’t the first to be targeted and it won’t be the last,” says Kimberly Sherrett, 49, a longtime resident of Inglewood, Calif. “I grew up in North Carolina, so I’m no stranger to the Confederate flag, the KKK, and the Aryan Brotherhood. When I was a little girl, I was told to accept racism as part of my everyday life. I’ve witnessed hate crime in its worst form. The only reason that it seems like more of an issue now is because the media is finally giving it the attention it deserves.”

The most current data from the FBI shows that Blacks, Jews, gay men and Hispanics were the groups most often the targets of hate crimes in 2012. In total, 7,164 people were victims of hate crimes last year, down about seven percent from 7,713 in 2011. According to the report, nearly half of all reported hate crimes were racially motivated, with 66 percent deemed anti-Black, and 22 percent anti-White. In 2011, the data revealed that 71 percent of racially motivated crimes were committed against Blacks and 16 percent against Whites.

Although she’s aware of the lingering inequalities that hamper Black progress and safety, Sherrett says it doesn’t compromise her appreciation for America. A massive replica of “Old Glory” hangs above the porch of her brightly colored Victorian home. Sherett comes from a family of military veterans, including her father who is a retired Lt. Col. of the U.S. Army. “I’m not ignorant of the fact that racism is alive and well in this country,” she explained. “But that doesn’t stop me from appreciating the comforts that America provides compared to other places. When I hear someone sing the “Star Spangled Banner” or “God Bless America,” it brings a tear to my eye. These songs help me to remember that it is a privilege to be part of a democratic and free nation.” She continued, “I travel abroad quite a bit. In many countries, people aren’t allowed to express themselves freely. American citizens have that right. Whenever I share my views with other people, I feel like I am exercising my right to free speech. To me, that’s a way I show my patriotism.”

Kimberly’s husband, Rennison Sherrett, 48, is originally from the Virgin Islands. He migrated to the states when he was 13-years-old. Although his roots extend beyond America’s borders, Sherrett says there is no place he’d rather be. “I’m not an American-born citizen, but I’m proud to be an American,” he declared. “It’s a lifestyle that I’m willing to fight for. In this country, you may not be able to become a billionaire, but there’s a possibility of rising beyond the status quo and achieving prosperity. In other nations, this possibility doesn’t exist.

“People who are born in America have no concept of how different their lives would be, if they were living in a third world country,” Rennison went on to explain. “The Black experience in America is like a trip to Disneyland compared to what I’ve witnessed in my homeland. Half the world is starving to death. We throw away food without batting an eye. If people don’t like it here, they can leave. But chances are, when they see what I’ve seen in other places, they’ll come crawling back to the land of milk and honey. I’m a proud patriot. I don’t have a reason to be anything else.”

Like the Sherett family, many African Americans who embrace patriotism have this in common: military service. Today, approximately one in five soldiers are Black, compared with nearly 27 percent in 1985 and 1995, according to Army figures. The share of Black soldiers is still larger than the 17 percent of the U.S. population who are African Americans of military enlistment age and education.

Representation in the Navy also has slipped slightly: 21 percent of its ranks were Black in 2005, compared with 17 percent today. The Air Force has remained fairly steady for nearly 30 years with about 17 percent of its enlisted personnel being African American. The smallest representation of Blacks is found in the Marine Corps, which has seen its rate of enlisted African Americans decline from more than 20 percent in 1985 to about one in 10 today, according to the Pentagon.

Surveys also indicate that the percentage of Black youth interested in serving had fallen sharply, from 26 percent in 1985 to 10 percent in 2012. Research indicates that a key factor is a decrease in support for military service among Black “influencers”—political leaders, teachers and parents—during the Iraq and Afghanistan wars.

“In America, patriotism ebbs and flows,” explained Ron Brewington, president of the Tuskeegee Airmen Association. “Every country has warts; sometimes these flaws cause people to become bitter and agitated. America will never be perfect, but it’s our job to push it in that direction.”

Based in Southern California,  Cory A. Haywood is a freelance writer and photographer. Contact him via: [email protected] and/or visit his websites: www.coryhaywood.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com

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(The Black Hat) Hey, Fellas: Before You Lick the Kitty Cat, Make Sure … Well, Read on (Or Else)

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*I’m going in. Ladies, your vagina does not clean itself—that’s a myth. If your gynecologist says that p*ssy is self-cleaning, then I have a word of advice for you: get a new gynecologist. Let me break it down in a different way: Clean p*ssy + clean underwear = clean woman. Dirty p*ssy + dirty underwear = dirty heffa.  Fellas, before you go down on a woman, take a whiff of her vagina. If it’s not fresh, fully clean—run!

It’s time for me to keep it one-hundred about some of these hood rats who haphazardly wash their vaginas. Ladies, if you’re reading this, I want you to take your index finger and swipe it across the surface of your crotch. Now smell your finger—if the hair in your nostrils begins to melt away, run to the nearest drugstore, grab a Douche bag, go home and get to work on purifying that p—. Some of you don’t even need to use your finger—you can smell the funk coming from your vagina from the moment you unzip your jeans. Ladies, if any of you fit this category, that means your vagina has gone sour and you should have it sewn closed by a surgeon.

I don’t mean to be rude—naw, fuck that, yes I do. Ladies, unless you live in a cave and want bears sniffing in between your legs, I suggest you give your vagina a thorough cleansing at least every other day. This particularly applies to those of you who enjoy wearing yoga pants in warm weather—that cookie is baking all day under extreme moisture and heat. When you get home, grab a loofah (or if that’s too expensive, buy a sponge from the 99 cent store) and scrub your vagina like you’re trying to remove graffiti from a wall. When you’re finished, find a priest and have him sprinkle Holy Water on your lady parts. If these techniques don’t end up working, run to a hospital and get that p**y quarantined.

Ladies, when that special time of the month comes, pay careful attention to how you clean your vagina. Be more aggressive—treat your vagina like it’s a bathtub that hasn’t been scrubbed in weeks.  Get all up in there—wipe the walls and deck the halls. If you don’t, the odor coming from your vagina will build and become impossible to eliminate. Remember: a foul-smelling snatch is like kryptonite for a n*gga who cares about his penis. No self-respecting man would willingly dip his sausage into a cesspool. This is the sh*t they don’t teach you in school anymore. I’m trying to educate ya’ll.

A couple weeks ago I slipped the panties off of a 43-year-old woman and the smell was unbearable. (Some of ya’ll middle-aged women have what Mike Epps calls, “Wolf P*ssy.”) The odor crept up my nostrils and damaged my nervous system. I was paralyzed. My eyes began to water, my lungs started to cave in, my vision got blurry. I fell into a coma and collapsed. She thought I was engaging in some freaky foreplay. But with my head buried between her legs, she couldn’t see that my eyes were glazed over. I was unresponsive until she poured water on my face to wake me up.

While I was unconscious, the Lord came to me in a dream and told me to deliver a message to you women. He says that your body is a temple. Keep it clean or you’ll burn in hell. These are His words not mine. At first he told me to refer you hoes to Corinthians 6:19. But some of ya’ll can’t read. I blame the public school system.

So fellas, if you enjoy eating p*ssy, do yourself a favor: inspect the property before you start painting the walls with your tongue. If she hasn’t showered before coming to your crib for a nightcap, have a few towels and some soap handy so that she can get herself right in your bathroom. If she rides the bus, keep your tongue away from her vagina. Aint nothing worse than “bus p*ssy”—it’s the smelliest kind there is. Ladies, don’t assume that your man will eat you out willingly just because you sucked his d*ck after he came home from playing basketball. Besides, eating p*ssy is ten times nastier than sucking d*ck will ever be. This goes for both and women: wash ya ass before you engage your partner in oral sex. It’s the sanitary thing to do. More importantly, the bible says so.

How to Douche for Feminine Hygiene

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1. Choose a douching product. Look through the available douching products at your local drugstore to choose an option that looks best for you. Avoid any solution that contains scents or dyes, as these are much more likely to cause an infection. If you prefer, you can create your own douching solution at home using vinegar and only buy a squeeze bottle at the store for application.

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2. Prepare the douching solution. If you bought a kit at the store, follow the box directions to prepare the douching solution it came with. Typically you will need to use a quart of water to prepare it. If you are making your own at home, mix one part vinegar with three parts water, in an amount equal to at least two cups.

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3. Fill the squeeze bottle or douche pouch with the solution. Follow the directions on the box to do this, or simply pour the solution into the squeeze bottle. If all the solution doesn’t fit, fill it as high as you are able and then add the rest later.

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4. Get into the shower or bathtub. Douching isn’t the messiest thing in the world, but it could be under certain circumstances. To prevent spilling any of the solution, get into the shower or bathtub for the entire process. You’ll likely want to shower or bath afterwards anyways.

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5. Rinse the vaginal cavity using the squeeze bottle. Insert the tip of the squeeze bottle or douche pouch into the vagina, and squeeze it to release the fluid. Continue rinsing the inside of the vagina until you have used all the available fluid.

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6. Wash the outside of the vagina. Use a mild soap and warm water to wash the outside of the vagina as you would normally during a shower or bath. Your goal now is to wash off any of the douching solution left on the exterior of your vagina. The douching solution is relatively harmless on any other part of your body, so rinse it off if it came into contact with anything else but don’t worry about it too much

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The Black Hat is written by  Southern California based  Cory A. Haywood, a freelance writer and expert on Negro foolishness. Contact him via: [email protected] and/or visit his blogs: www.coryhaywood.webs.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com

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(The Black Hat) Gender Benders: America’s Ex-Men

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*Social media is still coming down from the high attached to Caitlyn Jenner’s recent debut on the cover of Vanity Fair Magazine. Formerly a white male, Jenner’s sudden and highly publicized coming-out-party has quickly elevated her to the role of ambassador for the LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender) community. This event, which some call a publicity stunt—for which she will be receiving the Arthur Ashe for Courage award during this year’s ESPY ceremony—has again shined a light on transgender Americans.

Jenner’s transparency has raised skepticism among her critics. They believe her picture perfect story is fool’s gold—that she is protected by the insulated walls of Hollywood and White privilege. This isn’t the case for many other transgender women, particularly those of color. For them, life is an unsteady road of hardship and discrimination.

“I don’t know of any transgender who has not been arrested, raped or made to suck a policeman’s d*ck,” asserts Dr. Wilbert Jordan, founder and director of the OASIS Clinic and AIDS Program at the King Drew Medical Center in Los Angeles. “All of my clients have told me that this stuff has happened to them. [Jenner] has never walked down the street and (had) eggs be thrown at him. His journey is not typical at all of transgenders. He’s making a mockery of the whole thing. To give him an award is an insult.”

Jordan added angrily, “What group of people are more isolated than transgenders? Ninety-nine percent of my clients have been abandoned by their families. I have two clients in jail now because they got into a fist fight with people who were laughing and mocking them on the bus. They go through hell. Bruce Jenner will never go through the bull— my clients have gone through.”

In a 2013 report by the National Coalition of Anti-Violence Programs, it was reported that 72 percent of victims of anti-LGBT homicide were transgender women, and 89 percent of victims were people of color.

In 2014, there were seven reported killings of transgender women of color in the United States: Kandy Hall in Maryland, Zoraida Reyes in California, Yaz’min Shancez in Florida, Tiffany Edwards in Ohio, Mia Henderson in Maryland, an unnamed woman in Michigan, and, just recently Alejandra Leos in Tennessee.

Many of the women’s causes of death have not been released, but from what is known, the victims were shot, burned, or stabbed to death, reports The Huffington Post.

“If White America has a cold, and Black America has the flu, then Black transgender people have pneumonia,” says Amorie Robinson, a clinical therapist based in Detroit, Mich.

“They’re at high risk for many psycho-social stressors. Discrimination against transgenders intersects with social class which can, and often does, affect access to employment and other important resources. It even effects their educational advancement.”

Robinson continued, “As we look at Ferguson and other traumas in our community, we fail to even realize that it is Black transwomen who are disproportionately being assaulted and verbally abused. They’re also victims of violence from their own family (not to mention) police. Our own communities have been attacking transgenders. These are our brothers and sisters. We cannot afford to sacrifice the strength of our unity because of these petty differences.”

Results from the National Transgender Discrimination Survey, published in theroot.com, show that Black transgender women are disproportionately discriminated against and overrepresented in several categories, including poverty (34 percent earn less than $10,000 annually—twice the rate of transgender people of other races), housing (41 percent experience homelessness, and 38 percent have been refused housing because of bias), employment (26 percent unemployment rate, and 32 percent job loss due to bias), medical care (21 percent have been refused medical care due to bias), and HIV-positive status (20 percent). Half of respondents said they have had to resort to sex work and the distribution of illegal substances in order to survive.

Data collected by local health departments and scientists studying urban communities show high levels of HIV infection and racial/ethnic disparities. According to these reports, 73 percent of the transgender women who tested HIV-positive were unaware of their status. Higher percentages of newly identified HIV-positive test results were found among African American transgender women (56.3 percent) than among White (16.7 percent) or Latino (16.1 percent) transgender women; and self-reported HIV infection in studies made up predominantly of Black transgender women (30.8 percent) was higher than similar studies comprising mainly White transgender women (6.1 percent). Studies also indicate that Black transgender women are more likely to become infected with HIV.

“Many will end up prostituting to make money to buy testosterone blockers and estrogen pills [drugs that enhance femininity] because they don’t have the money to buy it in the first place,” explains Jordan.

“They don’t buy these drugs from a pharmacy. They aren’t prescribed by a doctor. They get them off the street and the Internet. It’s black market consumerism.”

He continued, “[transgender women] often purchase watered down drugs from Mexico. Some of the drugs require a needle injection. Many of my clients have shared needles with other people. That’s one of the ways they contract HIV. When we test transgenders, more than half test positive for the disease.”

Financial instability often prevents transgender men and women from achieving a full physical transition.

“That’s why so many Black transgender women still look like men,” explains Jordan. “It’s certainly not by choice. They can’t afford genital reassignment surgery or cosmetic surgery. Those procedures cost thousands of dollars. That’s out of range for most minorities.”

He added, “The ones who don’t pass for women are ostracized the most. I have a few (who look like men) who have tried to join women’s rights organizations. They were shunned and turned away. It was as if the cause was less important than the people fighting it.”

According to published reports, there are more African American male-to-female transgenders than female-to-male (27 percent vs. 10 percent). At first glance, this disparity might appear to reinforce the notion that outside forces are contributing to the emasculation of Black males. However, there’s a simpler, less daunting explanation for this phenomenon, says Robinson.

“It’s male privilege. Men generally make more money and can afford to pay for the expenses associated with gender reassignment. On the converse end, women usually are the caretakers of the home and the children. They don’t have the mobility or flexibility that men do. These factors make it harder for women to undergo transition.”

Much about the transgender community, such as its size, remains opaque, writes Claire Miller of The New York Times.

The main reason is that the United States Census Bureau and other keepers of official records do not ask about gender identity. Also, gender identity can be fluid and hard to define in a multiple-choice list. There are now more than 50 gender options on Facebook, for instance.

Some researchers are also concerned that the population is undercounted because of a reluctance among some transgender people to discuss it with survey takers or signify it on a government form. In a study by the National Center for Transgender Equality and the National Gay and Lesbian Task Force, 71 percent of transgender people said they hid their gender or gender transition to try to avoid discrimination.

In 2013, the Census Bureau analyzed people who most likely were transgender, based on the fact that they had changed their name or sex with the Social Security Administration.

Since the Social Security Administration started in 1936, 135,367 people have changed their name to one of the opposite gender, and 30,006 also changed their sex accordingly. Of Americans who participated in the 2010 census, 89,667 had changed their names and 21,833 had also changed their sex.

According to the study, people are most likely to make the change in their mid-30s. But transgender women—male at birth but who identify as women—often begin transitioning later in life than transgender men.

“Gender identity is internal. Biological sex is external,” explains Robinson. “A person feels naturally that they are in the wrong body—that’s not a decision; it can’t be put into a specific category.”

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Does this woman appear to be a transgender?

Although LGBTs aren’t readily accepted by the general population, there are signs of increased tolerance on the horizon. In addition, traditional values and social norms are slowly being replaced by a greater sensitivity toward the civil rights of all minority groups. As a result, many transgender persons feel a deeper sense of security and self-confidence.

“You’d be surprised at how many men are attracted to people like me,” says Kiki Williams, who began charting a course for her transition when she was 18 years old.

“When I was in high school, the other boys didn’t ridicule me—they were too busy trying to get in my pants,” she laughed.

With a coy, self-satisfied grin, Williams proudly recalled her sexual exploits with past lovers. “Men approach me all the time. Some are married; others have a fetish for my type. I’ve been with a few who swore they would never come back. It wasn’t long before they were asking me for another blowjob. These guys know what I am and, they don’t care.”

Broad-shouldered, muscular, and measuring a formidable six-foot three inches tall, Williams isn’t as polished as other “passable” transgender women. She’s unmistakably male—her chiseled jaw-line and sharp features clash with her curly blond hair and acrylic fingernails. Also disrupting the illusion, Williams’ powerful legs and strapping torso wreak havoc on the delicate fabric of her clothes—a combination of pencil skirts, skin-tight dresses, yoga pants and high-heels.

Nevertheless, Williams views herself as a woman through and through. It’s a feeling she began to embrace during her youth. “I started wearing my mom’s heels when I was five,” she explained. “I would put on her makeup and steal the dresses from her closet. She didn’t like it. But she couldn’t stop me from doing what I wanted to do. No parent can.”

Despite her mother’s interference, Williams continued to veer away from the traditional behavior of an adolescent male. She was at odds with her natural gender; it became a burden over which she had no control nor could subdue.

Like Williams, others who grapple with gender dysphoria feel strongly that they are not the gender they physically appear to be.

For example, a person who has a penis and all other physical traits of a male might feel instead that he is actually a female. That person would have an intense desire to have a female body and to be accepted by others as a female. Or, someone with the physical characteristics of a female would feel her true identity is male. In more severe cases, a sex-change operation may be an option. This is surgery to change the person’s genitals. It also includes taking hormones. However, before this treatment is considered, the person will undergo in-depth psychological and psychiatric evaluation and counseling.

According to WebMD.com, feeling that your body does not reflect your true gender can cause severe distress, anxiety and depression. “Dysphoria” is a feeling of dissatisfaction, anxiety, and restlessness.

In children, additional symptoms may include:

• Consistently saying they are really a girl even though they have the physical traits of a boy (or vice versa)

• Strongly preferring friends of the sex with which they identify

• Rejecting the clothes, toys, and games typical for their gender

• Refusing to urinate in the way that is gender typical

• Wanting to get rid of their genitals and have the genitals of their true sex

• Having extreme distress about the body changes that happen during puberty

A consensus is forming among mental health professionals who acknowledge the legitimacy of gender dysphoria among children and teenagers.

“I’ve observed symptoms [of gender identity disorder] in kids as early as preschool age,” says Milton Diamond, Ph.D., director of The Pacific Center for Sex and Society (PCSS) at the University of Hawaii. “One mother told me that her autistic son took a knife and held it to his penis. She said he wanted to cut it off. At three years old, he couldn’t explain what he was feeling. But he found a way to express his gender preference to his mother. That’s a very big deal”

“In some prehistoric and early contact communities, children would be permitted to select which gender they belonged to—it’s documented in literature,” explains Sandra Faiman-Silva, professor emeritus of anthropology at Bridgewater State University.

“In Native American indigenous cultures, ‘third gender’ people were held in high regard as spiritual leaders. These practices have also been documented among African tribes, in Asia, India, and the Pacific islands.”

Faiman-Silva says that European settlers and their Judeo Christian belief system ultimately eradicated transgender worship in ancient civilizations.

“They were forced to conform to what was being imposed upon them,” she explained. “These practices disappeared by the late nineteenth and twentieth centuries. The Western world never adopted them.”

Due to religious prohibition and various biases, the world may never fully embrace the transgender community. Robinson says that mutual understanding is the key to bridging the gap.

“It’s not a lifestyle. It’s a life. If transpeople lived in a world where they didn’t have to hide, then we would see a lot more people coming out earlier. But the stigmas of being who they are place them at risk.”

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The Black Hat is written by  Southern California based  Cory A. Haywood, a freelance writer and poet. Contact him via: [email protected] and/or visit his blogs: www.coryhaywood.webs.com and corythewriter.blogspot.com