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Boogie Up the Block by Suntonio Bandanaz

Suntonio Bandanaz-Boogie Up the Block!!!!

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Daichi Diez-The Reason and the Rhyme


Daichi Diez-The Reason and the Rhyme



From the Land of the Rising Sun to the Emerald City comes an artist who understands what it means to rhyme with honor. For anyone familiar with what's cracking in 206 (Seattle Hip Hop), the name Alpha P is synonymous with quality music, ridiculous skill and a commitment to consciousness. In his international offering The Reason and the Rhyme, Daichi Diaz does not fail to hold that banner high. Not even a little bit. Daichi has a classic approach that embraces both his Japanese and Seattle heritages. If balancing the two was supposed to be a challenge for him, I couldn't tell.

My introduction to the album came in the form of the two tracks "Katana" and "Third Eye Vision." From the drop of Katana, I was intrigued. Anyone who is a fan of the Hip Hop and Martial Arts circles will almost certainly fall in love with this track. I'm an amateur student of the Book of Five Rings and --to me-- this is one of the most crystal and on-point Samurai tracks I've heard in a long time. I immediately forwarded this track to friends into MMA as a training song. "Third Eye Vision," while providing a different focus, is no less cutting edge. After hearing these two tracks, I was eager to check out the rest of the project.

It does not disappoint. Daichi is a smart and disciplined emcee on many levels. The fifteen-track work comes complete with the Intro, Interlude and Outro in mathematical precision. The first track, "Fight Lullaby," lays out Daichi 's perspectives on war and peace, local and international. "In the streets, respect is the main steeze / wars happen everywhere, that's my main theme." He follows up concretely with the politically insightful, "Pawn of the Chess," featuring fellow 206er and member of the group Waves of the Mind, Open Hands. One of the great things about Daichi's music and his perspective is they are typically global in scope and reflect the wisdom and truth that he lays down. Open Hands lays down the chorus and the point of the track, "We're like pawns in a chess game / We can't live / We've been robbed of our best thang / We can't live." I love a lot of music, but in my heart I'm a Hip Hop purist. And from that perspective, Daichi's album was a great listen. Ironically, when I was about to commit to the idea that he was being too focused on one side of life experience, I was surprised by the tracks "D for VenDetta" and "Beyond Words." On "D for VenDetta" Daichi flexes his clever word play and spoken word skills expressing various sentiments by using words that all start with the letter D. I can't help it. I love stuff like that. And Daichi isn't afraid to show he has a softer side (occasionally) with tracks like "Beyond Words," a beautifully crafted love poem that I'm still trying to decipher. I couldn't determine if it was written to one woman in particular, or if it was a general shout out to Love. I was feeling it either way.

The only thing I felt was missing here is actually not that big a deal, and something that I would hope to see in future projects. As mentioned, Daichi is a disciplined and committed emcee. And this is, at the end of the day, what left me wanting. He doesn't really experiment. At the end of the Day, as an artist he plays it safe in terms of production and rhyme approach. Because of his skill level and his intelligence, it generally works out. However, I think that he is capable of a lot of musical possibilities that he hasn't explored in this project.

In no way does that fact shake my general feeling about this album. It's tight. I highly recommend checking it out. My hope is that the international Hip Hop community, as well as the American one, and in particular the West Coast will take some time to appreciate what Daichi has done. Of course, that has as much to do with how the album is positioned, as it does with the music itself. But that's another article. Go check out The Reason and the Rhyme, and if you're into the hardcore skills and jewels of wisdom like I am, you will most certainly enjoy.

Stand Up Featuring Father Jah Performed Live in Kentucky!

Shamako Noble & Father Jah from Jason Bosch on Vimeo.

Shamako Noble Performing Deeper in Seattle

30 Minute Freestyle

01 30 Minute Freestyle at WIUS by Shamako Noble

Review- "Journey to Pro-Sperity" by Pro-Dash


Review- "Journey to Pro-Sperity" by Pro-Dash



http://prodash.bandcamp.com/album/journey-to-prosperity-2



Out of the lights,glitter and glam that are the slick veneer of America's premier public playground, Las Vegas, comes the one-man media conglomerate, Pro-Dash aka Brandon Greene. With his second release "Journey to Pro-Sperity," Pro-Dash takes on uson a journey; he takes us on a journey through his life, psyche, career,struggles and through the streets and politics of Las Vegas. Crafted and produced by Pro-Dash, "Journey to Pro-Sperity" is a landmark moment for independent Las Vegas Hip Hop, and one can onlyhope that the world take notice.

Boldly, Pro-Dash's"The Pro-Clamation" lays out his perspective on his origins quite clearly: "I'm from the 702 where they being trying to juice/The Mississippi of the West/where they be flying the noose." Pro-Dash addresses the forgotten nature of Las Vegas as a city, and Nevada as a state in the West Coast Hip Hop equation, and honors the Black migration from Mississippi to Nevada where blacks found the very thing they'd left.

The banger "Fresh Up out the West" featuring James Flye and C-Lown the King of Spades drives home deeply the first p oint. The tracks deep-voiced chorus, catchy West Coast anthem approach, and funky head nod beat leave no questions that Pro Dash is from the West, "Like he never took a step." Pursuing the second point in the cut, "Rock On," Pro-Dash sneaks into his true depth,reflecting on his desire to rock on as a reflection of a people who came to the West to escape the racist oppression of the South, "Just to find the west is still racist."

Of course, Pro-Dash stays diverse with tracks like "Ms. Senorita" and "Get ThatCash." His insight into the nature of a duality that pervades Sin City shines bright in the track "Night and Day. He big ups the world of emcee's and makes clear his place in it in the clever track "MC Squared."

He does a great job of keeping his eyes on the prize in tracks like "Poe Manz Ambition" and "Dreams"featuring the soul voice of Temphest Blue. All in all, this is a very well-thought-out, consistent, lyrically-strong, and catchy album. Pro-Dash keeps his level through and through, and that is –perhaps-- the album's greatest strength; that level could also be the album's biggest weakness. Again, Pro-Dash is responsible for 100% of the production on this album. I'll give him credit. At least he makes sure thatit's done. But the thing is, a versatility of thought and approach is clearly displayed on this album. In the future, I would love to see what Pro-Dash could do with a Traximillion or Rob Flow track. I would be interested to see how Pro-Dash could get down with a sound directly from Mississippi, or on some tracks with a Chicago or Detroit flavor.

The great thing is though, that this is his sophomore effort. I am eager to what his continued development and expansion in music will bring. I recommend checking out the album. You're guaranteed to diga few if not most. Pro-Dash has taken a great step for himself on the "Journey to Pro-Sperity," and might be taking Vegas with him.



Shamako Noble aka The Sword of the West

National Field Director: Hip Hop Congress

shamako@hiphopcongress.com

PRESS CONFERENCE TODAY: POOR PEOPLE SET UP TENT CITY TODAY IN FERNDALE!!!

PRESS CONFERENCE TODAY: POOR PEOPLE SET UP TENT CITY TODAY IN FERNDALE!!!!

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE:
June 20, 2010

TENT CITY IN FERNDALE:

Press Conference: 2pm June 20, 2010: McDonalds Parking Lot: 22525 Woodward Avenue, Ferndale, MI 48220-1840



Contact: Kelly Benjamin (813) 300-1434



The Poor People’s Economic Human Rights Campaign to set up a Tent City in Ferndale. The Campaign has been on a 12-week, 24-city march from New Orleans to Detroit for the US Social Forum. Along the way, the march has been highlighting the plight of the poor and homeless who have been affected by the great recession and foreclosure crisis. This tent city will house poor people from across the country who have come to Detroit to share stories and organize to fight poverty and homelessness in the United States.


Website:
http://old.economichumanrights.org
email: kellybenjamin@gmail.com

Native Americans against SB1070

Ghost Dance prophecy...Native Americans Against SB 1070
First Nations United Statement Against SB 1070

First Nations United

All Saints Church
3044 Longfellow Avenue South
Minneapolis, MN 55407
www.firstnationsunited.com
PRESS RELEASE
April 26, 2010
"While the power of the Europeans has continued, I see the other part of the Ghost Dance prophecy coming true today. So-called 'Hispanics,' with faces that sure look like Indians to me, are returning to repopulate North America. We cannot always speak to each other because we have learned the languages of different colonial powers. But these Indians have as much right to come and go on our land as the geese when they migrate north and south. No one would dare to ask them for their passports and visas as they cross man made borders.
Instead of seeing 'Hispanics' as outsiders who do not belong here, we need to start seeing them as ancestors of the original inhabitants of these lands. They are the living fulfillment of the Ghost Dance prophecy."
-Chief Billy Redwing Tayac, Piscataway Nation
First Nations United, an Indigenous organization largely made up of members of the Red Lake/Ojibwe and Dakota nations, would like to formally express its outrage and disagreement with the SB 1070 ("Support Our Law Enforcement and Safe Neighborhoods") Bill passed last week by the state of Arizona. This bill is extremely detrimental to the indigenous communities (including indigenous peoples of Latin American origin), which reside in the state of Arizona as well as those who live throughout the country. The language of the bill states that if there is "reasonable suspicion" that a person is an illegal immigrant, a "reasonable attempt shall be made, when practicable" to check for documents. Such language purposefully promotes the racial profiling of brown-skinned people, and in particular, of people of American indigenous background. As an indigenous organization, which stands for the civil and human rights of indigenous peoples throughout the continent, we are concerned that this bill will promote the unfair and discriminatory arrests, prosecution, and deportation of people of American indigenous descent-not only of those who belong to federally recognized tribes, but also of the hundreds of thousands of indigenous people who have migrated from South/Central America and Mexico to what is now called "the United States." Indigenous peoples across the continent do not recognize the borders established by the settler colonialist state on our lands, and, we do not agree with the malicious and dehumanizing way in which the settler colonialist government wants to enforce them.
As an Indigenous organization, we recognize that indigenous peoples from Latin America have every right to migrate up and down the continent as they please and as they have done through trade and communication routes since time immemorial. The native peoples of the continent should be the ones establishing immigration laws and enforcing them. However, because we were disempowered through genocide and colonization, and because we have consistently treated "foreigners" in a more humane and hospitable way, we respect peoples' rights to migrate. If we did enforce such power, only tribal identifications from throughout the continent (including documentation identifying peoples from Latin American indigenous ancestry) would be recognized as legitimate, and we could very well racially profile people of Caucasian descent as the true and eternal foreigners.
As the first peoples of this continent, we pose this question to Governor Brewer, Senator Russell Pearce, and law enforcement in the state of Arizona, "Who are you to check for documents?" We remind them that the power they have taken to legislate was established by an immigrant and illegal settler colonialist government, which has consistently relied on the genocide and mistreatment of the original peoples of this continent.
First Nations United greatly objects to SB 1070 and denounces Governor Brewer, Senator Pearce, and the State of Arizona as anti-Indigenous, cruel, and racist. We call for an Indigenous boycott of the State of Arizona until this bill is repealed or found unconstitutional as it will gravely violate the civil and human rights of indigenous people in the state and throughout the country.

FIRST NATIONS UNITED
Gabriela Spears-Rico
Doctoral Candidate
Dep't of Comparative Ethnic Studies
University of California, Berkeley
506 Barrows Hall
Berkeley, CA 94720
(510) 643-0796 [Tel]
(510) 642-6456 [Fax]

"What I treasure most in life is being able to dream. During my most difficult moments and complex situations, I have been able to dream of a more beautiful future."
-Rigoberta Menchu Tum

Addict (Inspired by: Pasha Brown, Maurice "Soulfighter" Taylor, Maria Kang and Rahman Jamaal

Note: The first line and inspiration for the song comes from Pash A Trunk Specialist. "Are & Be" From the album Cadillacs and Cockroaches.


Please lord redeem me from my habits an addict so fuck it
When I was youthful it was useful, I had it I loved it
Now it's a magnet for a pattern that's tragic, destructive
Hop on the track and put it out, man I have to discuss it
Inhale the smoke feel the relief my emotions are deaded
bottle of jack if I fuck up then I'm bound to forget it
Get high enough that I don't feel any need to express it
Get drunk enough that I'm distorting the point and it's essence
Never admit it's got a hold I refuse to accept it
Never commit to self control or healthy direction
It's an infection everyday it gets worse, it progresses
Give me a shot, Give me a hit give me sex cause I'm reckless
Every morning's a surprise I survive
Cause I'm trying to erase myself each time I imbibe
Let me describe the situation that I'm feeling inside
Slow suicide when I fuck, get drunk or get high

Sidewalks Are For Everyone Action Makes Front Page of Oregonian Metro! Photo by Michael Lloyd of The Oregonian On Thursday, April 29th - the commun

Sidewalks Are For Everyone Action
Makes Front Page of Oregonian Metro!

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Photo by Michael Lloyd of The Oregonian

On Thursday, April 29th - the community turned out in strong support of keeping public spaces public - for everyone!

Check out the Oregonian article here and continue to check our Take Action page for more ways to get involved!

Cheri Honkala: March to Fulfill the Dream

Rosemary Williams: Birmingham

March to Fulfill the Dream PSA

Selma





We rode to Selma with Roger, Steve and Eric. You might remember Roger as the cat from Mississippi with the surprising free Mumia T-shirt 9only surprising because of our assumptions.) Eric and I had a very long and intense conversation about responsibility and relationships. I've been thinking a lot about that recently. And have actually been feeling very blessed to have had the relationships I've had. More on that later.
As we approached the bridge entering Selma, I started having this overwhelming feeling. As we approached the bridge and entered the city. Saw the deterioration an lack of care and economic development I'd seen in many places at this point. But something was stronger here. Something I would come to understand over time. I cried for my people.
We had the honor and privilege of staying with Selma's Ms. Rose-Alabama's first Black judge. Can't front. The apartment was pretty plush. After crashing right out, I woke up early and got to working out and working. Jeff, Ms Rose and I went to 105 fm, the radio station co-owned by Ms. Rose. I met the DJ, Mac who would become my friend and source of Selma game over the course of the trip. After a great conversation, I met Sister Mahidera, one of our physical and spiritual guides throughout the trip.
We scheduled a town hall meeting at the gathering for 5 o clock at a place called the Gathering. Roger and I set up and around 5 o clock folks began to arrive. We were visited by a social worker from Florida who had relocated around a decade a go, a couple with a beautiful baby, a few other locals and of course our hosts. We were eventually joined by the magnificent Empress Imani and the multi talented Lady Freedom and Sister. Cheri Honkala arrived at around 8pm. We sat down and had a roundtable discussion which included James Neville (son of the civil rights activist of the same name) and Co-counsel (who's mother's head was split open during the Bloody Sunday protest). The meeting was potent and powerful, and we were proud and honored to be welcomed by our Selma family.
Over the course of the next few days, we would host an event at the park and at Selma High School. The park was tight, and Jason busted out the bubble machine. (I didn't even know we had a bubble machine) I played with the bubbles my whole set. The high school was off the hook. You can check out some of the video of this track that should by all accounts be a hit. We had a little trouble recruiting at first, but it wasn't anything that a bullhorn couldn't fix.

While the entire experience in Selma was life changing, committing me to this work at a level like I had not experienced before, the most powerful experience by far was the Slavery Museum. I can't really describe or explain what took place. All I can tell you is to go there. I emerged from the experience a different person.




One of the big issues in the city of Selma was the recent appointment of an open White Supremacist to city council. The election came following the death of the previous city council President. Black city council members elected a man who wishes to place them in an inferior position, and now they are suffering the consequences.
Lessons from Selma

1. We are not as far from 1965 as we'd like to believe we are.
2. America really needs to reconnect with the reality of Slavery and the Civil Rights movement, the pain and the healing involved. Anyone new to America should be made to understand this critical element of our collective history. Anyone with a history in America would do well to understand how this history affects them.
3. If you are not vigilant, you will be taken. It is that simple.
4. There are two things. There is the necessary healing that must take place from slavery for both white people and black people. It has not happened yet. There is the necessary political unification of all of those affected by poverty and the inhumane polices and practices of what we like the call, the 1%.




Victory in Mobile-GO CHICAGO!




All right. So I took forever to write this. I know and I'm working on it. As you might imagine, this whole trip is crazy busy. But I can't say I have anything to complain about. In fact, I don't have anything that resembles a thing to complain about.
Except my stomach, my smoking and my "occasionally excessive" drinking. True
That said, if you've been following me on facebook, you've heard that something big went down. Sooooo, that might have been a little dramatic.
At any rate, you might remember the homie Chicago. I still haven't edited his movie. Well, about two days ago I got a call from Chicago and this is what he told me.

"I got a call from Wayne. Their lawyer called him and said that they want to settle."

Jeah.

Here's what that means:
1. In 3 days in Mobile, by simply backing the community in taking a stand, we've managed to take some steps towards rectifying a whack labor situation. We've still got to follow up on a couple of other things.

2. The Homie Chicago may be coming up soon. :-)

3. So may some of the other workers who've been affected by these practices.

4. Sometimes, all you have to do is stand up.

It's important to note that while Chicago was not the only one to experience the situation, he was the only one willing to come forward. He was ridiculed and told he wasn't smart enough to do it. Some of the other workers ratted him out, which possibly resulted in his being removed from the site.

Bottom Line: As of right now, this is the Score. Chicago 1, Wack Contractor -$ (Insert ammount).

Good working with Chicago it was a pleasure and an honor.

So that was my big news. A victory in three days. Like I said, might not be exciting for some of you, but I was feeling it. I hope you do , too.

Love and Lyricism,

The Sword of the West

The End of Mobile




So, I am running around like crazy right now. So as insane and unethical as it is, I must temporarily post the blog post from the www.economichumanrights.org website. I don't think I'll leave it like this permanently, but it will give you a sense of how we closed things out. Enjoy.

Today is day 10 of our caravan to the U.S. Social Forum. It’s our last day in Mobile, Alabama. The most striking part of our visit here was the homelessness. A couple of the homeless men we met in the town square, Derrick and Chris, showed us through a homeless encampment in the woods just minutes from the city center. Hundreds of homeless people live in these woods. A hidden network of paths winds deep through the trees and marshlands with tents, furniture, and people animating the landscape. Chris brought us to his family’s tent, where his wife, Stacy, and a friend of theirs were pulling copper out of trash that they had found to sell the scrap metal to companies. Stacy is pregnant with twins. Chris worked on supply boats until he was laid off months ago and could no longer afford to pay the rent. After spending some time on the streets he and Stacy decided to head into the woods with their family.

“There aren’t enough shelters in the city and the police always harass us. This is the only place where nobody bothers us,” said Stacy.

This makeshift homeless city in the woods, surrounded by snakes and alligator-filled swamps, is a harsh example of the desperate conditions forced upon the poor in the United States. It’s also a sobering reminder of how many people are hanging on by just a thread, and how an economic recession destroys people’s lives when there is no sufficient social safety net in place to protect them when our economic system fails to meet their needs.

After touring the homeless encampment a wonderful woman named Dora took us on a driving tour of the African American Heritage Trail, where the history of African American resistance to racism and colonialism in Mobile has been preserved for hundreds of years. Mobile is a city on the Gulf of Mexico that was historically a hub for the slave trade, with ships coming in from Africa to deliver slaves for the Southern market. Today, the slave trade is long gone, but people of all races still suffer the plight of poverty.

Less than 10 minutes away from the hidden city in the woods, wealthy bankers in suits stroll past dozens of homeless people in the park, a visual expression of the drastic wealth inequality which characterizes our economy. In the park Derrick tells us about the contracting company that recruits homeless people to work for $4 or $5 an hour, well below minimum wage, doing dangerous roofing work and handling asbestos.



“He told me if I ever fell off the roof I would be fired before I hit the ground!” Derrick told us of his unlicensed superior.

The contracting company works to fix up houses owned by one of the local bankers. Shamako Noble of our team helped organize a meeting with Derrick and the Occupational Safety and Health Administration (OSHA) to talk about the dangerous and illegal labor practices employed by these contractors.

We’re grateful to the United Methodist Inner City Mission for letting us park our giant truck on their property and letting us use their facilities. UMICM became a homeless women’s shelter after Hurricane Katrina to meet the overwhelming need for such a facility. Today it remains the only homeless women’s shelter in all of Mobile and is stretched beyond capacity.

Finally, everywhere we went in Mobile we shared our vision of a better world, one without homelessness, unemployment, and poverty. We talked about our March to Fulfill the Dream, the legacy of Dr. King, the movement to end poverty, and the U.S. Social Forum. We hope that some of our new friends will meet us in Detroit for the USSF!

We’ll have more pictures and videos from New Orleans, Waveland, and Mobile online soon. Another car has joined us from Gulfport, Mississippi on our caravan.


Day 6: Mobile, Alabama


I woke up in the front cab of the truck somewhere around 8:45. Abel was already up and on the phone and Jeff popped out the back as I was walking away from the truck. This is the first 24 hour period I haven't meditated this whole trip. I'm a little out of it so I head to the gas station two blocks from the Mission. As I'm walking, I realize that I can't tell whether or not a storm destroyed this community, or just the economic system it faced. I ask a few friends of mine, but the answer would reveal itself throughout the day. There were abandoned and empty houses and business, church after church and a whole lot of empty space. So many things were for sale, but who could afford them? There were a lot of rims, and one car with some paint that changed color from different angles.

Abel and I decided to walk up the street to see if we could find some wireless. After failing, Jason found a spot in downtown Mobile. Probably where we were meant to be anyway. We parked the truck and headed towards to cafe. After setting up, I realized that I needed to go and grab something from the truck. When I got to the truck, I noticed folks lining up to get what looked like a meal. I ran back to the cafe and grabbed the camera. I brought it to the spot and was immediately asked about what I was doing? Fair enough. After giving the shpeel, a gentleman stepped out and immediately started talking about a contractor that he was fighting against. This contractor was paying people five dollars an hour to work in asbestoss filled locations. The workers he was exploiting were basically homeless folks that need the work and didn't have a lot of room to negotiate. We toured the worksites, and the place where this man was living. He was squatting in an abandon building. We would ended up hanging out with each other for the rest of the day.

We went by a few shelters, the police station and $300,000 park that was probably the size of an average living room. He seemed to know everybody on the block, even though he was from Chicago. Probably a part of the reason he knows everybody on the block. I headed back to the cafe to connect with the guys and to connect with my Cousin George who seems to know how to get in contact with virtually every relative I have. I guess that my family is huge and have connected with a lot them on facebook. This trip presents an opportunity to meet or reconnect with a lot of the family that I have down here. I talked to George, sent him the info and look forward to getting the phone numbers to my relatives. I hope for many pictures. I decided to hang out with Chicago for the rest of the night.




We headed to McDonalds to get a bite to eat and ran into some real righteous folks. One man named Greg became homeless after a divorce and losing his job. He commented on how there were people coming to South from other parts of the country looking for work. It can't be found. He might be able to get his job back, but he spends half the week in a hotel and the other three days on the street. He remarked on who the materialism of this country was coming to an end, and how, as a society we would soon need to be able to live off of the land and learn to live without television and the wealth that we've come to know. He commented on how China was putting a halt to acquiring American debt seeing how unable America was to pay it off. Chicago and I hung out for a while longer and headed down to the water on the docks where he showed me what he called the goldmine of Alabama. The factories, shipbuilding facilties and productive forces of mobile. The light of the factories reflected of the water like the stars and galaxies of deep space. After enjoying the scenery for a while we dipped out to Mama's Bar and Grill to charge the phone and write.

By the end of this day I couldn't help but feel like everybody seems to know at some level or another. The degree to which they know, and what role they will play in it seems to a much larger question. Who are we asking for
what. Why can't we just take it. Why can't we just have it. Who exactly are we stealing from? Who exactly is stealing from us? What is petty and what is important?

PS DLabrie dropped his CD press release today. That's hot. Check the posting on my website and/or facebook for more information.




Day 5-The Final Day in Waveland



After a bit of a late start, we got up and got ready for the day. The day included
several interviews and some wonderful folks, oysterfest and crawfish cookout. We were supposed to be
out on our way to Mobile, Alabama later on the day so even though it started slow, by the afternoon it was and on and poppoing.
We were joined by Ryan, Bridget, they're little girls and Roger. I can't front, I was kinda tripped out by the appearence
of the Free Mumia shirt. But really that's my prejudice problem and not Roger's. I interviewed Roger and will be posting
that interview soon.Roger talked about his work in contruction. He reflefcted on how, in his professsion there was
a lot of hostility on the part of whites and blacks against mexicans and other Latin American's for taking their jobs. He noted
that was not the fault of workers trying to feed their families, but of the contractors who paid less than living wage
and pitted the workers against each other. Roger and I instantly became friends and he would join us for the rest of the day.
Afterwerds, we rolled down to Oysterfest (neglecting the crawfish cookout mainly because of the price, even though it was for a good cause
and found out that they'd already run out of oysters. (BOOOOO) They were going to get more (Hell Yeah!).
This opportunity was taken to interview a couple named Ryan and Bridget. Their story was remarkable. I can't
even do it justice in written descrption, so you'll have to check out that interview as soon as I can get it edited. That should be soon.
Right after the interview, we said our goodbyes to the Krings. The kindess, hospitality, spirt and determination they showed had been
more than an inspiration and comfort. Sgt. Kring gave me a belt with Vietnam Vets on the buckle. I'm still process the significance of the gift.
Roger had agreed to help get us to Mobile. We pulled out and our Big Rig got stuck in a ditch. The team and the Krings would hear of no such thing.
With the help of 2 jacks, a couple of wooden boards, and big truck later we were out of said ditch.
After a series of stops we ended up at a truck stop only miles outside of Mobile. I met a man in the parking lot who worked in a hospital
making about $450 a week. He had a daughter and was stuggiling to figure out how they were going to survive. I gave him a few bucks for a beer. He ended
up spending it on gas. Go figure.
We finally ended up in Mobile at about 1:00 am and thanks to PPEHRC fried Tonny had a lot to park in at a Church and Shelter. We settled
in, said our Goodbye's to Roger and Steve and headed to sleep.
So far, a few things had become clear. 1)People were being pushed out or kept out of their homes everywhere we went. 2)The governement that should
be helping them were not. "I'll give the government credit for being great for two things. EMT's and Ice." 3)The thing that everyone remembered most, and that I
was seeing most, was the kindness of others. Everyone had mentioned the volunteers. We'd been treated with nothing but respect and love on this
whole journey so far. People are wonderful. And people know it.
So if there are some people if can show the greatest kindness, while their others that can turn a blind eye to the pain, suffering and inhumanity they
impose on others.

Day 4: Cottage Junkyards & Artillery in Waveland

After waking up, getting ourselves organized, and getting our technical stuff out of the way. Sgt. Bo took us on a tour of the Waveland area. What we saw was hard to describe. Like New Orleans, empty lot after empty lot. The same markings on the homes we saw in NO, we saw here. There were overturned boats where there should have been houses and cars. We did not understand how the destruction could be so complete, but lacked the media coverage of NO. What both areas have in common is the lack of recovery taking place for everyone but big business.

We met some of the local residents and heard their stories. We were taken to the "cottage junkyard" where we discovered rows and rows of unused cottages! These cottages are homes build for 3, 4, 5 people or more. Each one represents a family without a home. It is difficult to understand why they remain lonely and unoccupied.

We returned to the Krings' home shortly after, where Sgt. Kring showed me his weapons, and we began concentrating on editing the material we gathered. Truly, these stories were both and inspiration and a dire warning. That night, I got to hang out with the Krings' son Andrew, a strong, bright young man caught in the struggle for land and homes. It was without a doubt, one of the highlights of my trip so far. He doesn't listen to rap, but he likes my album. The hospitality and kindness that was shown was amazing. For more of my Waveland photo album, click here.