Friday, December 12, 2014

IRISH: THE FORGOTTEN WHITE SLAVES


They came as slaves: human cargo transported on British ships bound for the Americas. T...hey were shipped by the hundreds of thousands and included men, women, and even the youngest of children.
Whenever they rebelled or even disobeyed an order, they were punished in the harshest ways. Slave owners would hang their human property by their hands and set their hands or feet on fire as one form of punishment. Some were burned alive and had their heads placed on pikes in the marketplace as a warning to other captives.
We don’t really need to go through all of the gory details, do we? We know all too well the atrocities of the African slave trade.
But are we talking about African slavery? King James VI and Charles I also led a continued effort to enslave the Irish. Britain’s Oliver Cromwell furthered this practice of dehumanizing one’s next door neighbour.
The Irish slave trade began when James VI sold 30,000 Irish prisoners as slaves to the New World. His Proclamation of 1625 required Irish political prisoners be sent overseas and sold to English settlers in the West Indies.
By the mid 1600s, the Irish were the main slaves sold to Antigua and Montserrat. At that time, 70% of the total population of Montserrat were Irish slaves.
Ireland quickly became the biggest source of human livestock for English merchants. The majority of the early slaves to the New World were actually white.
From 1641 to 1652, over 500,000 Irish were killed by the English and another 300,000 were sold as slaves. Ireland’s population fell from about 1,500,000 to 600,000 in one single decade.
Families were ripped apart as the British did not allow Irish dads to take their wives and children with them across the Atlantic. This led to a helpless population of homeless women and children. Britain’s solution was to auction them off as well.
During the 1650s, over 100,000 Irish children between the ages of 10 and 14 were taken from their parents and sold as slaves in the West Indies, Virginia and New England. In this decade, 52,000 Irish (mostly women and children) were sold to Barbados and Virginia.
Another 30,000 Irish men and women were also transported and sold to the highest bidder. In 1656, Cromwell ordered that 2000 Irish children be taken to Jamaica and sold as slaves to English settlers.
Many people today will avoid calling the Irish slaves what they truly were: Slaves. They’ll come up with terms like “Indentured Servants” to describe what occurred to the Irish. However, in most cases from the 17th and 18th centuries, Irish slaves were nothing more than human cattle.
As an example, the African slave trade was just beginning during this same period. It is well recorded that African slaves, not tainted with the stain of the hated Catholic theology and more expensive to purchase, were often treated far better than their Irish counterparts.
African slaves were very expensive during the late 1600s (£50 Sterling). Irish slaves came cheap (no more than £5 Sterling). If a planter whipped, branded or beat an Irish slave to death, it was never a crime. A death was a monetary setback, but far cheaper than killing a more expensive African.
The English masters quickly began breeding the Irish women for both their own personal pleasure and for greater profit. Children of slaves were themselves slaves, which increased the size of the master’s free workforce.
Even if an Irish woman somehow obtained her freedom, her kids would remain slaves of her master. Thus, Irish mothers, even with this new found emancipation, would seldom abandon their children and would remain in servitude.
In time, the English thought of a better way to use these women to increase their market share: The settlers began to breed Irish women and girls (many as young as 12) with African men to produce slaves with a distinct complexion. These new “mulatto” slaves brought a higher price than Irish livestock and, likewise, enabled the settlers to save money rather than purchase new African slaves.
This practice of interbreeding Irish females with African men went on for several decades and was so widespread that, in 1681, legislation was passed “forbidding the practice of mating Irish slave women to African slave men for the purpose of producing slaves for sale.” In short, it was stopped only because it interfered with the profits of a large slave transport company.
England continued to ship tens of thousands of Irish slaves for more than a century. Records state that, after the 1798 Irish Rebellion, thousands of Irish slaves were sold to both America and Australia. There were horrible abuses of both African and Irish captives. One British ship even dumped 1,302 slaves into the Atlantic Ocean so that the crew would have plenty of food to eat.
There is little question the Irish experienced the horrors of slavery as much (if not more, in the 17th Century) as the Africans did. There is also little question that those brown, tanned faces you witness in your travels to the West Indies are very likely a combination of African and Irish ancestry.
In 1839, Britain finally decided on it’s own to end its participation in Satan’s highway to hell and stopped transporting slaves. While their decision did not stop pirates from doing what they desired, the new law slowly concluded this chapter of Irish misery.
But, if anyone, black or white, believes that slavery was only an African experience, then they’ve got it completely wrong. Irish slavery, like any group placed into it is a subject worth remembering, not erasing from our memories.
But, why is it so seldom discussed? Do the memories of hundreds of thousands of Irish victims not merit more than a mention from an unknown writer?

As with most who were placed into slavery, the Irish victims never made it back to their homeland to describe their ordeal. These were slaves; the ones that time and biased history books conveniently forgot.


Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Today I Stopped Caring.....

Today I Stopped Caring....

By Lt Daniel Furseth, DeForest, Wisconsin Police Department




Today, I stopped caring about my fellow man. I stopped caring about my community, my neighbors, and those I serve. I stopped caring today because a once noble profession has become despised, hated, distrusted, and mostly unwanted.


I stopped caring today because parents refuse to teach their kids right from wrong and blame us when they are caught breaking the law. I stopped caring today because parents tell their little kids to be good or “the police will take you away” embedding a fear from year one. Moms hate us in their schools because we frighten them and remind them of the evil that lurks in the world.
They would rather we stay unseen, but close by if needed, but readily available to “fix their kid.” I stopped caring today because we work to keep our streets safe from mayhem in the form of reckless, drunk, high, or speeding drivers, only to be hated for it, yet hated even more because we didn’t catch the drunk before he killed someone they may know.


Nevertheless, we are just another tool used by government to generate “revenue.” I stopped caring today because Liberals hate the police as we carry guns, scare kids, and take away their drugs. We always kill innocent people with unjust violence. We are called bullies for using a Taser during a fight, but are condemned further for not first tasing the guy who pulls a gun on us.
And if we do have to shoot, we are asked “why didn’t you just shoot the gun out of their hand?” And when one of us is killed by the countless attacks that do happen (but are rarely reported in the mainstream media) the haters say, “Its just part of the job.” I stopped caring today because Conservatives hate us as we are “the Government.” We try to take away their guns, freedoms, and liberty at every turn.


We represent a “Police State” where “jackbooted badge-wearing thugs” randomly attack innocent people without cause or concern for constitutional rights. We are Waco, Ruby Ridge, and Rodney King all rolled into one lone police officer stopping to help change an old lady’s tire. I stopped caring today as no one wants us around, but instantly demands answers, results, arrests, when a crime takes place.


If a crime isn’t solved within the allocated 60 minutes it takes CSI on television, we are inept, incompetent, or covering something up. If we do get “lucky” it was just that and everyone with a Facebook account can post wonderful comments of how “they” would solve the case and how “we” are not nearly as clever.


I stopped caring today because a video of a cop six states away, from a department that you never heard of, screws up and forgets his oath of honor, thus firing up an internet lynch-mob of cop haters even though 99% of us work twice as hard not to end up in the news and to still be “the good guys.” We are “militarized” because we wear body armor and kevlar helmets when shots are fired or rocks thrown at us and carry scary looking rifles even though everyone knows that they are easier to shoot and are more accurate than a handgun or a shotgun.


I stopped caring today because the culture of today’s instantly connected youth is only there to take and never give back. To never accept responsibility for ones actions, but to blame everyone else instead of themselves. To ask “what is in it for me?” versus “what can I do for you?”
To idolize gangsters, thugs, sexually promiscuous behavior, and criminals over hard work, dedication, and achievement. To argue that getting stoned should be a right, yet getting a job or an education is a hassle. To steal verus earn. To hate versus help. Yes, I stopped caring today. But tomorrow, I will put my uniform back on and I will care again.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

What is Facebook


What’s on my mind? Well Facebook, FACEBOOK is on my mind. 6 years ago I created a MySpace account because of my oldest son. A few weeks later I created a Facebook account. And while in Korea I started connecting and reconnecting with friends both far and near. It was great, catching up with people I hadn’t heard from since I was in high school and even found people from before that time in my life. I have always enjoyed looking through folk’s pictures and videos and catching a glimpse of their lives now. Seeing how they have grown, matured and created wonderful lives with their growing families is a privileged thing. And to those I say, thank you for sharing. Reflecting on how some of us have grown and others, still in the same place they were when I knew or met them. But hey, to each his/her own.

So the future of Facebook is what’s on my mind. Facebook has seemingly changed from a place to reconnect and or chat to one where folks spend a lot of energy seemingly promoting hate and or discord. So many posts and videos lately are geared towards separating and creating discord not educating and bringing us together; disappointing to me. Free speech and the expression of ones feeling is a great thing. But it is also a double edged sword. It means that those on the other side of that coin to have a voice and can and should be heard whether we like it or not. Tons and tons of photos, memes, video, etc, etc get posted daily and sometimes I really sit and ponder, “What in the flying F*&k did s/he post that for?” “What is it they are really trying to say but don’t want to say it?” In other words…Intent vs. Impact. You can’t see the other side of a computer screen and its sooo easy to hide behind it.

So is it really Facebook or is it the people on Facebook that have changed? I’d say people have changed…well…some people have changed. Over time I believe some people’s true colors are showing and for me it’s disappointing…personally. I don’t think “unfriending” or cleaning up your friends list is the answer. I think the “Following” button is a much better option. As well as people taking the time to really listen to what others are saying and not looking for agreement. But that’s seems to be easier said than done. Far too often some seem to think if I listen to someone else whose opinion differs from mine and I actually acknowledge and understand what they are saying or their point of view I am by default I agree.  That’s simply not true. I feel SOME spend way too much time trying to convince others they are correct instead of just putting the information out there and allowing others to figure it out for themselves. And for me, personally…I’ve grown tired of it.

So Facebook hasn’t changed for me. I still choose to stay connected and reconnect with friends both old and new. I choose to view Facebook as an additional medium for communication and it will always be that for me. But I’m always mindful of a quote that I feel speaks volumes. One I heard some years ago and it took a while before I really got the message. So I’m gonna close with said quote. “If you can’t change the people around you, change the people around you.” Can’t change everyone but that is definitely what the Follow button is for.

Friday, December 5, 2014

Proactive measures


Its Friday babysitters and what’s on my mind? The Eric Garner Grand jury Verdict. People have taken to the streets to show protest and displeasure. Many community activists and some leaders I have been at the forefront lately talking about the Police needing training as well as understanding cultural differences. The Attorney General is looking at police action and excessive force across the nation. How many of you know about the Watts Bears? It’s a community outreach program where the police inserted themselves into the community not just coming in when there is a problem. They figured that if they could at least reach the kids they could change future perceptions about police. “It's a test of "relationship policing" as a way to make life safer and break through generations of hostility between LAPD officers and residents of the projects. The program started two years ago; since then, there's been just one shooting death in Watts' largest housing projects, compared with 43 homicides in the previous six years.” (Banks, 2013) This is one example where the police are thinking outside the box and being proactive instead of reactive. The story premiered on “Real Sports with Bryant Gumble” this month on HBO where they spoke to Officers currently coaching and participating, Parents and of course players. A great example of Police doing what they can to be and show a positive side versus what’s being portrait today.

"We had no real relationship before," Coach Sanchez said.

"People might have wanted us there, but they didn't trust us."

Now, single mothers especially are beginning to see the officers as a source of opportunity rather than a ticket to jail for their young sons.

"I thank God they came," said Melody Culpepper, mother of 7-year-son Malachi Russ.

"It changed the image that's been in my head about the police. You hear 'po-po, po-po coming' and you know what that means. "Before, most of the time we get a look, they're harassing people in the neighborhood. This is a different look, a different feel."

And if this effort changes how they see police, maybe it will also change how police see them.” (Banks, 2013)

 Wow, police actually in the neighborhoods. Walking, talking, and interacting with citizens. I feel this program is a step in the right direction. We in the Military do the same types of things when we would do “Presence Patrols.” But along with inserting Police in the communities in which they serve there still needs to be more minority police officers.

One of the fundamental tenants (and goals) of Affirmative Action is that businesses, organizations, etc. should be a reflection of their community. So that means if a town is 85% Asian, then the police force too should be 85% Asian. Or say 60% minority, then again the police force’s goal should be 60% of its officers should be minority. And to you that say this is stupid and that adding minorities isn’t gonna change anything. To you I saw…look at our military. Many whites had issues with blacks and other minorities when they entered service. Many of those whites had never met, associated or befriended a minority until the military. But over time (we aren’t perfect but we are better than society as a whole) many began that friending process. They hung out, they talked. They shared life experiences and in the end friendship and trust were earned as well as mutual respect gained.

Now again, we in the military have those that are racist, sexist, etc. but again, as a whole, I believe we are doing a better example of showing America society how to move forward, act and grow than American society is showing us. So I’m not saying adding minorities to the Police forces will stop all this but it’s a better place to start than sitting around talking about it. I’ve always said one of the greatest weapons we have against the “isms” is education. So for all of you reading this I will remind you of something I was taught and have since used it when I talk about these types of things. Look around you; look at your CIRCLE of FRIENDS. What does this circle look like? Is it exclusive or inclusive? Especially when looking at the racial makeup of said friends? As usual, it will almost always start and end with us…we, the citizens, people, mothers, fathers, sons and daughters of this society.

Monday, December 1, 2014

We must be proactive....

Its Monday babysitters and what’s on my mind? I’m sure some of you don’t care so you can stop reading here and enjoy your day. Now…the rest of you who are nosey, go ahead and continue to read. Well while scanning the news stations this morning CNN is reporting that POTUS will address police actions (as a whole in this country) in the wake of the Ferguson/ Michael Brown shooting with Police officials, civil rights leaders (I wonder will those civil rights leaders include Hispanic, Asian and others). I'm assuming he wants to address Police actions as a whole and the use of deadly force.


Ok and I got no issue with that, however how about he also addresses the “Elephant” in the room; the lack of Minorities within the Police forces across the country. Many community activists and some leaders I have seen lately talking about the Police need training as well as understanding cultural differences. On occasion I have had my “Blackness” questioned. Or been told I don’t know what it’s like in the “real” world because I have lived a sheltered life in the military.. I also have lived in more parts of this country and have been exposed to more things (both good and bad) then those pointing fingers. I don’t feel I need to wear my blackness on a daily bases or prove anything to anyone. Last I checked the mirror I’m pretty damn dark. To those folks I say I was born black and I will die black and that’s what’s up.

One of the fundamental tenants (and goals) of Affirmative Action is that businesses, organizations, etc. should be a reflection of their community. So that means if a town is 85% Asian, then the police force too should be 85% Asian. Or say 60% minority, then again the police force’s goal should be 60% of its officers should be minority. And to you that say this is stupid and that adding minorities isn’t gonna change anything. To you I saw…look at our military. Many whites had issues with blacks and other minorities when they entered service. Many of those whites had never met, associated or befriended a minority until the military. But over time (we aren’t perfect but we are better than society as a whole) many began that friending process. They hung out, they talked. They shared life experiences and in the end friendship and trust were earned as well as mutual respect gained.

Now again, we in the military have those that are racist, sexist, etc. but again, as a whole, I believe we are doing a better example of showing America society how to move forward, act and grow than American society is showing us. So I’m not saying adding minorities to the Police forces will stop all this but it’s a better place to start than sitting around talking about it. I’ve always said one of the greatest weapons we have against the “isms” is education. So for all of you reading this I will remind you of something I was taught and have since used it when I talk about these types of things. Look around you; look at your CIRCLE of FRIENDS. What does this circle look like? Is it exclusive or inclusive? Especially when looking at the racial makeup of said friends? As usual, it will almost always start and end with us…we, the citizens, people, mothers, fathers, sons and daughters of this society.