Thursday, February 11, 2016
Monday, December 21, 2015
Numbers Don't Lie {top 10 poverty states}
MISSISSIPPI
Poverty rate: 24.1%
Mississippi is the poorest state in the US, with 695,915 people living below the poverty line. It also ranks last in its rate of child poverty (33.7%), and next to last in hunger and food insecurity. Mississippi — along with Louisiana, Alabama, Tennessee, and South Carolina — has no state minimum wage, but the unemployed are largely covered by state welfare program
Refused Obama care
states With Highest Death Rates by Police ranked 4
States with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officer:ranked 3. Mississippi: 1735.28
NEW MEXICO
Poverty rate: 22%
In New Mexico, 31% of children live in poverty, and many of them are homeless. New Mexico has the highest teen birth rate in the country, with 47.5 births per 1,000 women ages 15 to 19 in 2012. But the state ranks eighth-best for number children living with their parents: only four in every 1,000 live in foster care. New Mexico has been slow to recover from the national recession. In 2012 alone, 3,900 people working in the public sector lost their jobs.
LOUISIANA
Poverty rate: 19.8%
Louisiana is the most unequal state in the country in terms of its gender wage gap: women earned just 66% of what men earned in 2013. Louisiana is also the third most unequal state overall: in 2013, the share of income going to the top 20% of households in Louisiana was 18.5 times that going to the bottom 20%. Its unemployment rate, however, is fairly low, at 6.2%.
Refused Obama care
states With Highest Death Rates by police ranked 9
States with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officers:ranked 1. Louisiana: 1777.38
Most conservative state Ranked #3
State with the top incarceration rated ranked #1
GEORGIA
Poverty rate: 19%
Almost two million Georgians currently live below the poverty line, and 21% of residents ages 18 to 24 were not in school or working as of 2012. Benefits are scarce: 84% of unemployed workers in Georgia do not receive any kind of unemployment insurance — even as poverty is soaring, fewer than 4,000 adults in Georgia receive welfare
Refused Obama care
WASHINGTON
Poverty rate: 18.9%
Washington, D.C. has the highest level of income inequality in the country: in 2013, the share of income going to the top 20% of households in Washington, D.C. was 30.3 times the share received by the bottom 20%. Only 59% of high school students graduated in 2012 — the national average is just over 80%. D.C. adults ages 25-24 are among the most educated in the country, however, with 70.2% having obtained an associate's degree or higher as of 2012
states with the highest foreclosure rank #4
KENTUCKY
Poverty rate: 18.8%
At just over 8%, Kentucky's unemployment rate is one of the highest in the country. The eastern Kentucky counties of Clay, Jackson, Lee, and Leslie have fared particularly poorly: the unemployment rate in Clay County is 12.7% and only 7.4% of the population has a bachelor’s degree or higher, The New York Times reported.
Refused Obama care
ALABAMA
Poverty rate: 18.7%
More than one in four children live in poverty in this rural Southern state. From 2011 to 2013, 16.7% of Alabama households were food insecure, meaning they struggled to provide enough food for their families. Nearly one million Alabamians were dependent on food stamps in 2013, the Montgomery Advertiser reported
Refused Obama care
State with the top incarceration rated ranked #3
ARIZONA
Poverty rate: 18.6%
Much like Georgia, the percentage of unemployed Arizonians receiving welfare from the state is very low. As of 2012, almost one in five young people ages 18-24 were neither in school nor working. Despite Arizona's high rate of poverty and unemployment, only 6.7% of unemployed workers in Arizona were helped by unemployment insurance in 2013.
SOUTH CARILINA
Poverty rate: 18.6%
South Carolina has one of the highest rates of child poverty in the country, with 27.3% of children living below the poverty line in 2013. South Carolina's median household income was $23,906 in 2012, and it was even less for African Americans ($15,398) and Hispanics ($13,681), according to the South Carolina Revenue and Fiscal Affairs office.
Refused Obama care
Most conservative state Ranked # 10
states with the highest foreclosure rank #10
WEST VIRGINIA
Poverty rate: 18.5%
West Virginia has traditionally relied on its mining industry for jobs and growth. But as mining jobs become increasingly scarce, West Virginians — many of whom never obtained a college degree — are finding themselves stuck. Only 31.3% of young adults ages 25 to 34 had an associate's degree or higher as of 2012, and women earn far less than men. In 2013, women’s median earnings were 69% those of me
rates with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officers:ranked ranked 4.
Mississippi, Louisiana, Alabama, Tennessee, and South Carolina — has no state minimum wage, but the unemployed are largely covered by state welfare program
Poverty rate: 24.1%
Mississippi is the poorest state in the US, with 695,915 people living below the poverty line. It also ranks last in its rate of child poverty (33.7%), and next to last in hunger and food insecurity. Mississippi — along with Louisiana, Alabama, Tennessee, and South Carolina — has no state minimum wage, but the unemployed are largely covered by state welfare program
Refused Obama care
states With Highest Death Rates by Police ranked 4
States with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officer:ranked 3. Mississippi: 1735.28
| Most Conservative state Ranked #1 |
| State with the top incarceration rated ranked # 2 |
NEW MEXICO
Poverty rate: 22%
In New Mexico, 31% of children live in poverty, and many of them are homeless. New Mexico has the highest teen birth rate in the country, with 47.5 births per 1,000 women ages 15 to 19 in 2012. But the state ranks eighth-best for number children living with their parents: only four in every 1,000 live in foster care. New Mexico has been slow to recover from the national recession. In 2012 alone, 3,900 people working in the public sector lost their jobs.
LOUISIANA
Poverty rate: 19.8%
Louisiana is the most unequal state in the country in terms of its gender wage gap: women earned just 66% of what men earned in 2013. Louisiana is also the third most unequal state overall: in 2013, the share of income going to the top 20% of households in Louisiana was 18.5 times that going to the bottom 20%. Its unemployment rate, however, is fairly low, at 6.2%.
Refused Obama care
states With Highest Death Rates by police ranked 9
States with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officers:ranked 1. Louisiana: 1777.38
Most conservative state Ranked #3
State with the top incarceration rated ranked #1
GEORGIA
Poverty rate: 19%
Almost two million Georgians currently live below the poverty line, and 21% of residents ages 18 to 24 were not in school or working as of 2012. Benefits are scarce: 84% of unemployed workers in Georgia do not receive any kind of unemployment insurance — even as poverty is soaring, fewer than 4,000 adults in Georgia receive welfare
Refused Obama care
| states With Highest Death Rates by police ranked 7 with 6.8 |
WASHINGTON
Poverty rate: 18.9%
Washington, D.C. has the highest level of income inequality in the country: in 2013, the share of income going to the top 20% of households in Washington, D.C. was 30.3 times the share received by the bottom 20%. Only 59% of high school students graduated in 2012 — the national average is just over 80%. D.C. adults ages 25-24 are among the most educated in the country, however, with 70.2% having obtained an associate's degree or higher as of 2012
states with the highest foreclosure rank #4
KENTUCKY
Poverty rate: 18.8%
At just over 8%, Kentucky's unemployment rate is one of the highest in the country. The eastern Kentucky counties of Clay, Jackson, Lee, and Leslie have fared particularly poorly: the unemployment rate in Clay County is 12.7% and only 7.4% of the population has a bachelor’s degree or higher, The New York Times reported.
Refused Obama care
ALABAMA
Poverty rate: 18.7%
More than one in four children live in poverty in this rural Southern state. From 2011 to 2013, 16.7% of Alabama households were food insecure, meaning they struggled to provide enough food for their families. Nearly one million Alabamians were dependent on food stamps in 2013, the Montgomery Advertiser reported
Refused Obama care
State with the top incarceration rated ranked #3
ARIZONA
Poverty rate: 18.6%
Much like Georgia, the percentage of unemployed Arizonians receiving welfare from the state is very low. As of 2012, almost one in five young people ages 18-24 were neither in school nor working. Despite Arizona's high rate of poverty and unemployment, only 6.7% of unemployed workers in Arizona were helped by unemployment insurance in 2013.
SOUTH CARILINA
Poverty rate: 18.6%
South Carolina has one of the highest rates of child poverty in the country, with 27.3% of children living below the poverty line in 2013. South Carolina's median household income was $23,906 in 2012, and it was even less for African Americans ($15,398) and Hispanics ($13,681), according to the South Carolina Revenue and Fiscal Affairs office.
Refused Obama care
Most conservative state Ranked # 10
states with the highest foreclosure rank #10
WEST VIRGINIA
Poverty rate: 18.5%
West Virginia has traditionally relied on its mining industry for jobs and growth. But as mining jobs become increasingly scarce, West Virginians — many of whom never obtained a college degree — are finding themselves stuck. Only 31.3% of young adults ages 25 to 34 had an associate's degree or higher as of 2012, and women earn far less than men. In 2013, women’s median earnings were 69% those of me
rates with the highest reported misconduct per 100,000 officers:ranked ranked 4.
Mississippi, Louisiana, Alabama, Tennessee, and South Carolina — has no state minimum wage, but the unemployed are largely covered by state welfare program
Saturday, November 7, 2015
Cheney's Halliburton Made $39.5 Billion on Iraq War By Angelo Young, International Business Times
Private or publicly listed firms received at least
$138 billion of U.S. taxpayer money for government contracts for
services that included providing private security, building
infrastructure and feeding the troops.
Ten contractors received 52 percent of the funds, according to an analysis by the Financial Times that was published Tuesday.
The No. 1 recipient?
Houston-based energy-focused engineering and
construction firm KBR, Inc. (NYSE:KBR), which was spun off from its
parent, oilfield services provider Halliburton Co. (NYSE:HAL), in 2007.
The company was given $39.5 billion in Iraq-related
contracts over the past decade, with many of the deals given without any
bidding from competing firms, such as a $568-million contract renewal
in 2010 to provide housing, meals, water and bathroom services to
soldiers, a deal that led to a Justice Department lawsuit over alleged
kickbacks, as reported by Bloomberg.
Who were Nos. 2 and 3?
Agility Logistics (KSE:AGLTY) of Kuwait and the
state-owned Kuwait Petroleum Corp. Together, these firms garnered $13.5
billion of U.S. contracts.
As private enterprise entered the war zone at
unprecedented levels, the amount of corruption ballooned, even if most
contractors performed their duties as expected.
According to the bipartisan Commission on Wartime
Contracting in Iraq and Afghanistan, the level of corruption by defense
contractors may be as high as $60 billion. Disciplined soldiers that
would traditionally do many of the tasks are commissioned by private and
publicly listed companies.
Even without the graft, the costs of paying for these
services are higher than paying governement employees or soldiers to do
them because of the profit motive involved. No-bid contracting - when
companies get to name their price with no competing bid - didn't lower
legitimate expenses. (Despite promises by President Barack Obama to reel
in this habit, the trend toward granting favored companies federal
contracts without considering competing bids continued to grow, by 9
percent last year, according to the Washington Post.)
Even though the military has largely pulled out of
Iraq, private contractors remain on the ground and continue to reap U.S.
government contracts. For example, the U.S. State Department estimates
that taxpayers will dole out $3 billion to private guards for the
government's sprawling embassy in Baghdad.
The costs of paying private and publicly listed war profiteers seem miniscule in light of the total bill for the war.
Last week, the Costs of War Project by the Watson
Institute for International Studies at Brown University said the war in
Iraq cost $1.7 trillion dollars, not including the $490 billion in
immediate benefits owed to veterans of the war and the lifetime benefits
that will be owed to them or their next of ki
The Butcher of Congo: King Leopold II of Belgium By Andre C James
In return for "one piece of cloth per month to each of the undersigned chiefs, besides present of cloth in hand, they promised to freely of their own accord, for themselves and their heirs and successors for ever...give up to the said Association [set up by Leopold] the sovereignty and all sovereign and governing rights to all their territories...and to assist by labour or otherwise, any works, improvements or expeditions which the said Association shall cause at any time to be carried out in any part of these territories... All roads and waterways running through this country, the right of collecting tolls on the same, and all game, fishing, mining and forest rights, are to be the absolute property of the said Association."Severed hands Such was the brutality of Leopold’s Congo that those who failed to meet the rubber quotas set by the Belgian officers, were routinely flogged with the chicote or had their hands severed (the chicotte was a whip made out of raw, sun-dried hippopotamus hide, cut into a long sharp-edged cork-screw strip. It was applied to bare buttocks, and left permanent scars. Twenty strokes of it sent victims into unconsciousness and a 100 or more strokes were often fatal. The chicotte was freely used by both Leopold's men and the French).
Monday, November 2, 2015
COLLEGE RACIST COVER
I be in Plattsburgh NY My daughter goes to that school and the funny thing about this is if u go to the clubs out here or see my daughter parting with these kids all u see is the same kids that help make this front page are the someones loving up our style singing along to the music we made dancing to the artist that they was disrespecting when they made this Front Page even speaking the slang we created to each other ...I aint mad at these young small minded kids I am just disappointed by the people that help raised them that why...BOXON
Sunday, November 1, 2015
GOVERNMENT FOUND GUILTY IN THE DEATH OF KING
It really isn't that radical a thing to expect this
government to kill someone who threatened their authority and had the
power to organize millions to protest it. When MLK was killed on April
4, 1968, he was speaking to sanitation workers in Memphis, who were organizing to fight poverty wages and ruthless working conditions. He was an outspoken critic
of the government's war in Vietnam, and his power to organize
threatened the moneyed corporate interests who were profiting from the
war. At the time of his death, he was gearing up for the Poor People's Campaign,
an effort to get people to camp out on the National Mall to demand
anti-poverty legislation – essentially the first inception of the Occupy
Wall Street movement. The government perceived him as a threat, and had
him killed. James Earl Ray was the designated fall guy, and a complicit
media, taking its cues from a government in fear of MLK, helped sell
the "official" story of the assassination. Here's how they did it.
The Setup
The defendant in the 1999 civil trial, Loyd Jowers, had been a Memphis PD officer in the 1940s.
He owned a restaurant called Jim's Grill, a staging ground to
orchestrate MLK's assassination underneath the rooming house where the
corporate media alleges James Earl Ray shot Dr. King. During the trial,
William Pepper, the plaintiff's attorney, played a tape of an
incriminating 1998 conversation between Jowers, UN Ambassador Andrew
Young, and Dexter King, MLK's son. Young testified that Jowers told them
he "wanted to get right with God before he died, wanted to confess it
and be free of it."
On the tape, Jowers mentions that those present at the meetings included
MPD officer Marrell McCollough, Earl Clark, an MPD lieutenant and known
as the department's best marksman, another MPD officer, and two men who
were unknown to Jowers but whom he assumed to be representatives of
federal agencies. While Dr. King was in Memphis, he was under open or
eye-to-eye federal surveillance by the 111th Military Intelligence Group
based at Fort McPherson in Atlanta, Georgia. Memphis PD intelligence
officer Eli Arkin even admitted to having the group in his own office.
During his last visit to Memphis in late March of 1968, MLK was under
covert surveillance, meaning his room at the Rivermont was bugged and
wired. Even if he went out to the balcony to speak, his words were
recorded via relay. William Pepper alleges in his closing argument
during King v. Jowers that such covert surveillance was usually done by
the Army Security Agency, implying the involvement of at least two
federal agencies.
Jowers also gave an interview to Sam Donaldson on
"Prime Time Live" in 1993. The transcript of the interview was read
during the trial, and it was revealed that Jowers openly talked about
being asked by produce warehouse owner Frank Liberto to help with MLK's
murder. Liberto had mafia connections, and sent a courier with $100,000
to Jowers, who owned a local restaurant, with instructions to hold the
money at his restaurant.
John McFerren owned a store in Memphis and was making a
pickup at Liberto's warehouse at 5:15 p.m. on April 4th, roughly 45
minutes before the assassination. McFerren testified that he overheard
Liberto tell someone over the phone, "Shoot the son of a bitch on the
balcony." Other witnesses who testified included café owner Lavada
Addison, who was friends with Liberto in the 1970s. She recalled him
confiding to her that he "had Martin Luther King killed." Addison's son,
Nathan Whitlock, also testified. He asked Liberto if he killed MLK, and
he responded, "I didn't kill the nigger but I had it done." When
Whitlock pressed him about James Earl Ray, Liberto replied, "He wasn't
nothing but a troublemaker from Missouri. He was a front man ... a setup
man."
The back door of Loyd Jowers' establishment led to a
thick crop of bushes across the street from the Lorraine Motel balcony
where Dr. King was shot. On the taped confession to Andrew Young and
Dexter King, Jowers says after he heard the shot, Lt. Earl Clark, who is
now deceased, laid a smoking rifle at the rear of his restaurant.
Jowers then disassembled the rifle, wrapped it in a tablecloth and
prepared it for disposal.
The corporate media
says it was James Earl Ray who shot MLK, and he did it from the 2nd
floor bathroom window of the rooming house across the street from the
Lorraine Motel. The official account alleges the murder weapon was
dropped in a bundle and abandoned at Dan Canipe's storefront just before
he made his getaway. But even those authorities and media admit that
the bullet that tore through MLK's throat didn't have the same
metallurgical composition as the bullets in the rifle left behind by
James Earl Ray. And Judge Joe Brown, a weapons expert called to testify
by Pepper in the 1999 trial, said the rifle allegedly used by James Earl
Ray had a scope that was never sighted in, meaning that the weapon in
question would have fired far to the left and far below the target.
The actual murder weapon was disposed of by taxi
driver James McCraw, a friend of Jowers. William Hamblin testified in
King v. Jowers that McCraw told him this story over a 15-year period
whenever he got drunk. McCraw repeatedly told Hamblin that he threw the
rifle over the Memphis-Arkansas bridge, meaning that the rifle is at the
bottom of the Mississippi river to this day. And according to Hamblin's
testimony, Canipe said he saw the bundle dropped in front of his store
before the actual shooting occurred.
The Conspiracy
To make Dr. King vulnerable, plans had to be made to
remove him from his security detail and anyone sympathetic who could be a
witness or interfere with the killing. Two black firefighters, Floyd
Newsum and Norvell Wallace, who were working at Fire Station #2 across
the street from the Lorraine Motel, were each transferred to different
fire stations. Newsum was a civil rights activist and witnessed MLK's
last speech to the striking Memphis sanitation workers, "I Have Seen the
Mountaintop," before getting the call about his transfer. Newsum
testified that he wasn't needed at his new assignment, and that his
transfer meant that Fire Station #2 would be out of commission unless
someone else was sent there in his stead. Newsum talked about having to
make a series of inquiries before finally learning that his reassignment
had been ordered by the Memphis Police Department. Wallace testified
that to that very day, while the official explanation was a vague death
threat, he hadn't once received a satisfactory answer as to why he was
suddenly reassigned.
Ed Redditt,
a black MPD detective who was assigned to MLK's security detail, was
also removed from the scene an hour before the shooting and sent home,
and the only reason given was a vague death threat. Jerry Williams,
another black MPD detective, was usually tasked with assembling a
security team of black police officers for Dr. King. But he testified
that on the night of the assassination, he wasn't assigned to form that
team.
There was a Black Panther-inspired group called The Invaders,
who were staying at the Lorraine Motel to help MLK organize a planned
march with the striking garbage workers. The Invaders were ordered to
leave the motel after getting into an argument with members of MLK's
entourage. The origins of the argument are unclear, though several
sources affirm that The Invaders had been infiltrated by Marrell
McCollough of the MPD, who later went on to work for the CIA. And
finally, the Tact 10 police escort of several MPD cars that accompanied
Dr. King's security detail were pulled back the day before the shooting
by Inspector Evans. With all possible obstacles out of the way, MLK was
all alone just before the assassination.
The Cover-Up
Around 7 a.m. on April 5, the morning after the
shooting, MPD Inspector Sam Evans called Public Works Administrator
Maynard Stiles and told him to have a crew destroy the crop of bushes
adjacent to the rooming house above Loyd Jowers' restaurant. This is
particularly odd coming from a policeman, since the bushes were in a
crime scene area, and crime scene areas are normally roped off, not to
be disturbed. The official narrative of a sniper in the bathroom at the
rooming house was then reinforced, since a sniper firing from an empty
clearing would be far more visible than one hidden behind a thick crop
of bushes.
Normally, when a major political figure is murdered,
all possible witnesses are questioned and asked to make statements. But
Memphis PD neglected to conduct even a basic house-to-house
investigation. Olivia Catling, a resident of nearby Mulberry Street just
a block away from the shooting, testified that she saw a man leave an
alley next to the rooming house across from the Lorraine, climb into a
Green 1965 Chevrolet, and speed away, burning rubber right in front of
several police cars without any interference. There was also no
questioning of Captain Weiden, a Memphis firefighter at the fire station
closest to the Lorraine, the same one from which Floyd Newsum had been
transferred just a day before.
Memphis PD and the FBI also suppressed the statements
of Ray Hendricks and William Reed, who said they saw James Earl Ray's
white mustang parked in front of Jowers' restaurant, before seeing it
again driving away as they crossed another street. Ray's alibi was that
he had driven away from the scene to fix a tire, and these two
statements that affirmed his alibi were withheld from Ray's guilty plea
jury.
The jury present at Ray's guilty plea hearing also
wasn't informed about the bullet that killed MLK having different
striations and markings than the other bullets kept as evidence, nor
that the bullet couldn't be positively matched as coming from the
alleged murder weapon. Three days after entering the guilty plea, James
Earl Ray unsuccessfully attempted to retract it and demand a trial.
Incredibly, James Earl Ray turned down two separate bribes, one of which
was recorded by his brother Jerry Ray, where he was offered $220,000 by
writer William Bradford Huey and the guarantee of a full pardon if he
would just agree to have the story "Why I Killed Martin Luther King"
written on his behalf.
The Deception
One of the 70 witnesses that William F. Pepper called
to testify in King v. Jowers was Bill Schaap, a practicing attorney with
particular experience in military law, with bar credentials in New
York, Chicago, and DC. Schaap testified at great length about how the
government, through the FBI and the CIA, puts people in key positions on
editorial boards at influential papers like the New York Times and
Washington Post. He describes that although these editorial board
members and news directors at cable news outlets may be liberal in their
politics, they always take the government's side in national
security-related stories. Before you write that off as conspiracy
theory, remember how people like Bill Keller at the New York Times, as well as the Washington Post editorial board, all cheerfully led the march to war in Iraq ten years ago.
Another King v. Jowers witness was Earl Caldwell, a
New York Times reporter who was sent to Memphis by an editor named
Claude Sitton. Caldwell testified that the orders from his editor were
to "nail Dr. King." In the publication's effort to sell the story of
James Earl Ray as the murderer, the Times cited an investigation into
how Ray got the money for his Mustang, rifle, and the long road trip to
Tennessee from California. The Times said that according to their own
findings as well as the findings of federal agencies, Ray got the money
by robbing a bank in his hometown of Alton, Illinois. In Pepper's
closing argument, he says that when he or Jerry Ray talked to the chief
of police in Alton, along with the bank president of the branch that was
allegedly robbed, neither said they had been approached by the New York
Times, or by the FBI. Essentially, the Times fabricated the entire
story in order to sell a false narrative that there was no government
intervention and that James Earl Ray was a lone wolf.
So for the following 31 years after King's death,
nobody dared to question the constant reiteration of James Earl Ray as
the murderer of Martin Luther King. Even 13 years after a jury found the
government complicit in a conspiracy to murder the civil rights leader,
the complicit media continues to propagate the false narrative they
sold us three decades ago and vociferously shout down any alternative
theories as to what happened as "conspiracy theory," framing those
putting forth such theories as wackjobs undeserving of any credibility.
It's strikingly similar to how the Washington Post defended their warmongering in a recent editorial commenting on the invasion of Iraq, and had one of their reporters defend the media's leading of the charge into Iraq.
As we remember Dr. King and the important work he did,
we should also reject the official account of his death as loudly as
the government and media shout down anyone who tries to contradict their
lies. As Edward R. Murrow said, "Most truths are so naked that people feel sorry for them and cover them up, at least a little bit."
THE SECRET MEETING TO KILL A GENERATION THROUGH RAP MUSIC
The Letter:
Hello,
After more than 20 years, I’ve finally decided to tell the world what I witnessed in 1991, which I believe was one of the biggest turning point in popular music, and ultimately American society. I have struggled for a long time weighing the pros and cons of making this story public as I was reluctant to implicate the individuals who were present that day. So I’ve simply decided to leave out names and all the details that may risk my personal well being and that of those who were, like me, dragged into something they weren’t ready for.
Between the late 80’s and early 90’s, I was what you may call a “decision maker” with one of the more established company in the music industry. I came from Europe in the early 80’s and quickly established myself in the business. The industry was different back then. Since technology and media weren’t accessible to people like they are today, the industry had more control over the public and had the means to influence them anyway it wanted. This may explain why in early 1991, I was invited to attend a closed door meeting with a small group of music business insiders to discuss rap music’s new direction. Little did I know that we would be asked to participate in one of the most unethical and destructive business practice I’ve ever seen.
The meeting was held at a private residence on the outskirts of Los Angeles. I remember about 25 to 30 people being there, most of them familiar faces. Speaking to those I knew, we joked about the theme of the meeting as many of us did not care for rap music and failed to see the purpose of being invited to a private gathering to discuss its future. Among the attendees was a small group of unfamiliar faces who stayed to themselves and made no attempt to socialize beyond their circle. Based on their behavior and formal appearances, they didn’t seem to be in our industry. Our casual chatter was interrupted when we were asked to sign a confidentiality agreement preventing us from publicly discussing the information presented during the meeting. Needless to say, this intrigued and in some cases disturbed many of us. The agreement was only a page long but very clear on the matter and consequences which stated that violating the terms would result in job termination. We asked several people what this meeting was about and the reason for such secrecy but couldn’t find anyone who had answers for us. A few people refused to sign and walked out. No one stopped them. I was tempted to follow but curiosity got the best of me. A man who was part of the “unfamiliar” group collected the agreements from us.
Quickly after the meeting began, one of my industry colleagues (who shall remain nameless like everyone else) thanked us for attending. He then gave the floor to a man who only introduced himself by first name and gave no further details about his personal background. I think he was the owner of the residence but it was never confirmed. He briefly praised all of us for the success we had achieved in our industry and congratulated us for being selected as part of this small group of “decision makers”. At this point I begin to feel slightly uncomfortable at the strangeness of this gathering. The subject quickly changed as the speaker went on to tell us that the respective companies we represented had invested in a very profitable industry which could become even more rewarding with our active involvement. He explained that the companies we work for had invested millions into the building of privately owned prisons and that our positions of influence in the music industry would actually impact the profitability of these investments. I remember many of us in the group immediately looking at each other in confusion. At the time, I didn’t know what a private prison was but I wasn’t the only one. Sure enough, someone asked what these prisons were and what any of this had to do with us. We were told that these prisons were built by privately owned companies who received funding from the government based on the number of inmates. The more inmates, the more money the government would pay these prisons. It was also made clear to us that since these prisons are privately owned, as they become publicly traded, we’d be able to buy shares. Most of us were taken back by this. Again, a couple of people asked what this had to do with us. At this point, my industry colleague who had first opened the meeting took the floor again and answered our questions. He told us that since our employers had become silent investors in this prison business, it was now in their interest to make sure that these prisons remained filled. Our job would be to help make this happen by marketing music which promotes criminal behavior, rap being the music of choice. He assured us that this would be a great situation for us because rap music was becoming an increasingly profitable market for our companies, and as employee, we’d also be able to buy personal stocks in these prisons. Immediately, silence came over the room. You could have heard a pin drop. I remember looking around to make sure I wasn’t dreaming and saw half of the people with dropped jaws. My daze was interrupted when someone shouted, “Is this a f****** joke?” At this point things became chaotic. Two of the men who were part of the “unfamiliar” group grabbed the man who shouted out and attempted to remove him from the house. A few of us, myself included, tried to intervene. One of them pulled out a gun and we all backed off. They separated us from the crowd and all four of us were escorted outside. My industry colleague who had opened the meeting earlier hurried out to meet us and reminded us that we had signed agreement and would suffer the consequences of speaking about this publicly or even with those who attended the meeting. I asked him why he was involved with something this corrupt and he replied that it was bigger than the music business and nothing we’d want to challenge without risking consequences. We all protested and as he walked back into the house I remember word for word the last thing he said, “It’s out of my hands now. Remember you signed an agreement.” He then closed the door behind him. The men rushed us to our cars and actually watched until we drove off.
A million things were going through my mind as I drove away and I eventually decided to pull over and park on a side street in order to collect my thoughts. I replayed everything in my mind repeatedly and it all seemed very surreal to me. I was angry with myself for not having taken a more active role in questioning what had been presented to us. I’d like to believe the shock of it all is what suspended my better nature. After what seemed like an eternity, I was able to calm myself enough to make it home. I didn’t talk or call anyone that night. The next day back at the office, I was visibly out of it but blamed it on being under the weather. No one else in my department had been invited to the meeting and I felt a sense of guilt for not being able to share what I had witnessed. I thought about contacting the 3 others who wear kicked out of the house but I didn’t remember their names and thought that tracking them down would probably bring unwanted attention. I considered speaking out publicly at the risk of losing my job but I realized I’d probably be jeopardizing more than my job and I wasn’t willing to risk anything happening to my family. I thought about those men with guns and wondered who they were? I had been told that this was bigger than the music business and all I could do was let my imagination run free. There were no answers and no one to talk to. I tried to do a little bit of research on private prisons but didn’t uncover anything about the music business’ involvement. However, the information I did find confirmed how dangerous this prison business really was. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Eventually, it was as if the meeting had never taken place. It all seemed surreal. I became more reclusive and stopped going to any industry events unless professionally obligated to do so. On two occasions, I found myself attending the same function as my former colleague. Both times, our eyes met but nothing more was exchanged.
As the months passed, rap music had definitely changed direction. I was never a fan of it but even I could tell the difference. Rap acts that talked about politics or harmless fun were quickly fading away as gangster rap started dominating the airwaves. Only a few months had passed since the meeting but I suspect that the ideas presented that day had been successfully implemented. It was as if the order has been given to all major label executives. The music was climbing the charts and most companies when more than happy to capitalize on it. Each one was churning out their very own gangster rap acts on an assembly line. Everyone bought into it, consumers included. Violence and drug use became a central theme in most rap music. I spoke to a few of my peers in the industry to get their opinions on the new trend but was told repeatedly that it was all about supply and demand. Sadly many of them even expressed that the music reinforced their prejudice of minorities.
I officially quit the music business in 1993 but my heart had already left months before. I broke ties with the majority of my peers and removed myself from this thing I had once loved. I took some time off, returned to Europe for a few years, settled out of state, and lived a “quiet” life away from the world of entertainment. As the years passed, I managed to keep my secret, fearful of sharing it with the wrong person but also a little ashamed of not having had the balls to blow the whistle. But as rap got worse, my guilt grew. Fortunately, in the late 90’s, having the internet as a resource which wasn’t at my disposal in the early days made it easier for me to investigate what is now labeled the prison industrial complex. Now that I have a greater understanding of how private prisons operate, things make much more sense than they ever have. I see how the criminalization of rap music played a big part in promoting racial stereotypes and misguided so many impressionable young minds into adopting these glorified criminal behaviors which often lead to incarceration. Twenty years of guilt is a heavy load to carry but the least I can do now is to share my story, hoping that fans of rap music realize how they’ve been used for the past 2 decades. Although I plan on remaining anonymous for obvious reasons, my goal now is to get this information out to as many people as possible. Please help me spread the word. Hopefully, others who attended the meeting back in 1991 will be inspired by this and tell their own stories. Most importantly, if only one life has been touched by my story, I pray it makes the weight of my guilt a little more tolerable.
Thank you.
Hello,
After more than 20 years, I’ve finally decided to tell the world what I witnessed in 1991, which I believe was one of the biggest turning point in popular music, and ultimately American society. I have struggled for a long time weighing the pros and cons of making this story public as I was reluctant to implicate the individuals who were present that day. So I’ve simply decided to leave out names and all the details that may risk my personal well being and that of those who were, like me, dragged into something they weren’t ready for.
Between the late 80’s and early 90’s, I was what you may call a “decision maker” with one of the more established company in the music industry. I came from Europe in the early 80’s and quickly established myself in the business. The industry was different back then. Since technology and media weren’t accessible to people like they are today, the industry had more control over the public and had the means to influence them anyway it wanted. This may explain why in early 1991, I was invited to attend a closed door meeting with a small group of music business insiders to discuss rap music’s new direction. Little did I know that we would be asked to participate in one of the most unethical and destructive business practice I’ve ever seen.
The meeting was held at a private residence on the outskirts of Los Angeles. I remember about 25 to 30 people being there, most of them familiar faces. Speaking to those I knew, we joked about the theme of the meeting as many of us did not care for rap music and failed to see the purpose of being invited to a private gathering to discuss its future. Among the attendees was a small group of unfamiliar faces who stayed to themselves and made no attempt to socialize beyond their circle. Based on their behavior and formal appearances, they didn’t seem to be in our industry. Our casual chatter was interrupted when we were asked to sign a confidentiality agreement preventing us from publicly discussing the information presented during the meeting. Needless to say, this intrigued and in some cases disturbed many of us. The agreement was only a page long but very clear on the matter and consequences which stated that violating the terms would result in job termination. We asked several people what this meeting was about and the reason for such secrecy but couldn’t find anyone who had answers for us. A few people refused to sign and walked out. No one stopped them. I was tempted to follow but curiosity got the best of me. A man who was part of the “unfamiliar” group collected the agreements from us.
Quickly after the meeting began, one of my industry colleagues (who shall remain nameless like everyone else) thanked us for attending. He then gave the floor to a man who only introduced himself by first name and gave no further details about his personal background. I think he was the owner of the residence but it was never confirmed. He briefly praised all of us for the success we had achieved in our industry and congratulated us for being selected as part of this small group of “decision makers”. At this point I begin to feel slightly uncomfortable at the strangeness of this gathering. The subject quickly changed as the speaker went on to tell us that the respective companies we represented had invested in a very profitable industry which could become even more rewarding with our active involvement. He explained that the companies we work for had invested millions into the building of privately owned prisons and that our positions of influence in the music industry would actually impact the profitability of these investments. I remember many of us in the group immediately looking at each other in confusion. At the time, I didn’t know what a private prison was but I wasn’t the only one. Sure enough, someone asked what these prisons were and what any of this had to do with us. We were told that these prisons were built by privately owned companies who received funding from the government based on the number of inmates. The more inmates, the more money the government would pay these prisons. It was also made clear to us that since these prisons are privately owned, as they become publicly traded, we’d be able to buy shares. Most of us were taken back by this. Again, a couple of people asked what this had to do with us. At this point, my industry colleague who had first opened the meeting took the floor again and answered our questions. He told us that since our employers had become silent investors in this prison business, it was now in their interest to make sure that these prisons remained filled. Our job would be to help make this happen by marketing music which promotes criminal behavior, rap being the music of choice. He assured us that this would be a great situation for us because rap music was becoming an increasingly profitable market for our companies, and as employee, we’d also be able to buy personal stocks in these prisons. Immediately, silence came over the room. You could have heard a pin drop. I remember looking around to make sure I wasn’t dreaming and saw half of the people with dropped jaws. My daze was interrupted when someone shouted, “Is this a f****** joke?” At this point things became chaotic. Two of the men who were part of the “unfamiliar” group grabbed the man who shouted out and attempted to remove him from the house. A few of us, myself included, tried to intervene. One of them pulled out a gun and we all backed off. They separated us from the crowd and all four of us were escorted outside. My industry colleague who had opened the meeting earlier hurried out to meet us and reminded us that we had signed agreement and would suffer the consequences of speaking about this publicly or even with those who attended the meeting. I asked him why he was involved with something this corrupt and he replied that it was bigger than the music business and nothing we’d want to challenge without risking consequences. We all protested and as he walked back into the house I remember word for word the last thing he said, “It’s out of my hands now. Remember you signed an agreement.” He then closed the door behind him. The men rushed us to our cars and actually watched until we drove off.
A million things were going through my mind as I drove away and I eventually decided to pull over and park on a side street in order to collect my thoughts. I replayed everything in my mind repeatedly and it all seemed very surreal to me. I was angry with myself for not having taken a more active role in questioning what had been presented to us. I’d like to believe the shock of it all is what suspended my better nature. After what seemed like an eternity, I was able to calm myself enough to make it home. I didn’t talk or call anyone that night. The next day back at the office, I was visibly out of it but blamed it on being under the weather. No one else in my department had been invited to the meeting and I felt a sense of guilt for not being able to share what I had witnessed. I thought about contacting the 3 others who wear kicked out of the house but I didn’t remember their names and thought that tracking them down would probably bring unwanted attention. I considered speaking out publicly at the risk of losing my job but I realized I’d probably be jeopardizing more than my job and I wasn’t willing to risk anything happening to my family. I thought about those men with guns and wondered who they were? I had been told that this was bigger than the music business and all I could do was let my imagination run free. There were no answers and no one to talk to. I tried to do a little bit of research on private prisons but didn’t uncover anything about the music business’ involvement. However, the information I did find confirmed how dangerous this prison business really was. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. Eventually, it was as if the meeting had never taken place. It all seemed surreal. I became more reclusive and stopped going to any industry events unless professionally obligated to do so. On two occasions, I found myself attending the same function as my former colleague. Both times, our eyes met but nothing more was exchanged.
As the months passed, rap music had definitely changed direction. I was never a fan of it but even I could tell the difference. Rap acts that talked about politics or harmless fun were quickly fading away as gangster rap started dominating the airwaves. Only a few months had passed since the meeting but I suspect that the ideas presented that day had been successfully implemented. It was as if the order has been given to all major label executives. The music was climbing the charts and most companies when more than happy to capitalize on it. Each one was churning out their very own gangster rap acts on an assembly line. Everyone bought into it, consumers included. Violence and drug use became a central theme in most rap music. I spoke to a few of my peers in the industry to get their opinions on the new trend but was told repeatedly that it was all about supply and demand. Sadly many of them even expressed that the music reinforced their prejudice of minorities.
I officially quit the music business in 1993 but my heart had already left months before. I broke ties with the majority of my peers and removed myself from this thing I had once loved. I took some time off, returned to Europe for a few years, settled out of state, and lived a “quiet” life away from the world of entertainment. As the years passed, I managed to keep my secret, fearful of sharing it with the wrong person but also a little ashamed of not having had the balls to blow the whistle. But as rap got worse, my guilt grew. Fortunately, in the late 90’s, having the internet as a resource which wasn’t at my disposal in the early days made it easier for me to investigate what is now labeled the prison industrial complex. Now that I have a greater understanding of how private prisons operate, things make much more sense than they ever have. I see how the criminalization of rap music played a big part in promoting racial stereotypes and misguided so many impressionable young minds into adopting these glorified criminal behaviors which often lead to incarceration. Twenty years of guilt is a heavy load to carry but the least I can do now is to share my story, hoping that fans of rap music realize how they’ve been used for the past 2 decades. Although I plan on remaining anonymous for obvious reasons, my goal now is to get this information out to as many people as possible. Please help me spread the word. Hopefully, others who attended the meeting back in 1991 will be inspired by this and tell their own stories. Most importantly, if only one life has been touched by my story, I pray it makes the weight of my guilt a little more tolerable.
Thank you.
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