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Russell Simmons


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Gender: Male
Status: Single
Age: 52
Sign: Libra

City: New York City
State: NEW YORK
Country: US
Signup Date: 8/10/2006
Wednesday, June 18, 2008 
The D.E.F. PSA is called "Diamond Empowerment for Africa's Future":

Paste this link to your web browser:

http://www.jwtwo.com/tyfetch/06_17_DEF_AKnott/
or
http://www.jwtwo.com/tyfetch/06_17_DEF_AKnott/Diamond_Empowerment_for_Africas_Future.mov
VERSE The Artist™

 
GOD BLESS U AND EVERYTHING U DO..IN THA HOODS.
LUV YA!

~VERSE

"Evoking the truth, by painting a picture..."~V.T.A.


Oh, doing a campaign on the meaning of 'NEGUS'. Come thru watch the video, and help enlighten.

 
Posted by VERSE The Artist™ on Tuesday, June 24, 2008 - 3:10 AM
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Golden Boy

 
How's your affiliate program going on CJ?

I'm trying to do big things too. See this...:-)


http://www. ShawnDrewry. com/?p=138
 
Posted by Golden Boy on Monday, June 30, 2008 - 11:29 AM
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robert
robert duke

 
thats whats up.

 
Posted by robert on Monday, June 30, 2008 - 12:00 PM
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Queen Respect One Penny Supporter Music Movement
Queen Webb

 
Seeing Discrimination for the First Time

I am a white female in my 50s. I grew up in Birmingham, Alabama. I remember my first eye-opening exposure to discrimination. I was 10-12 years old, going with my sister to visit the doctor. This was our family doctor where I had been many times. For some reason, my sister parked her car in the back of the doctor's office instead of the front. I did not even realize the office had a 'back door'. We walked into the back door and I was shocked to see a small, dark room full of black people waiting to see the doctor - my doctor.

This waiting room was a disgrace. The chairs in the 'colored' waiting room were barely holding together - and there were only a few of those. Most people were standing up or sitting on the floor. It was hot and crowded and smelly. I doubt it had been cleaned in quite a while.

I had never seen a black face at the doctor's office. The staff must have had different rooms for the black people, probably in just as bad repair. You would think after all the time I had been going to this doctor that I would have seen a black person in the halls. Obviously the staff went to a great deal of trouble to keep us apart.

This makes me seem very naive, but we were 'protected' from seeing these things. We stayed on our side of town and left the colored folks alone. It just never occurred to me that there were not black doctors to take care of black people.

From this time on, I started noticing the differences in the races in Birmingham. It was a real eye opener. The high school I attended was one of the 1st in the state to have blacks attend. I grew up in a prejudiced household, not angry prejudice, just a quiet 'those people' attitude. My father spoke openly that having blacks in 'our schools' would bring us to 'their level', reducing the ability to get a good education. I don't think he ever realized the reason 'their education' was less than ours was because the state handled the black schools so differently.

After marriage, I went to a 'business school' in downtown Birmingham. The law said 'Jim Crow' is dead. But again I was surprised to see the reality of the hate and fear still alive in so many people. In my business school, I developed friendship with many young black women. We had so much in common. In the classrooms no one thought anything of blacks and whites talking and helping each other. Three of these black ladies and I went to lunch one day. Walking down the street, laughing and enjoying the sunshine. All of a sudden, one of the black girls stopped and said, 'Are you sure you want to go to lunch with us? It might cause trouble.' I looked around and saw all the businessmen staring at me with looks of disgust on their faces. My black friends knew that if I continued on to lunch with them, it could hurt my chances of a job after I completed my classes. I felt frozen. At that point I had not even 'noticed' that I was the only white person in our lunch group. I wish I could say I ignored the stares. Quite frankly I don't remember what I did, but I remember the shock that people would judge me for walking the streets with my black friends. That feeling created in me better understanding what it meant to be black during those times. It's a lesson I never forgot.
 
Posted by Queen Respect One Penny Supporter Music Movement on Wednesday, July 02, 2008 - 6:58 AM
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The Cushite ☥

 
It appears that the video is no longer available with the links you provided. I'm not sure what direction or opinion that the video is trying to make, however I will give a few facts that is going on in Africa today. Europeans are still controlling indigenous African (dark hued people) land and resources. Diamonds, coffee and other natural resources are under European elites control and so-called white privilege has a powerful hold on the mind-set of African people. Until we address the education and mind-set with indigenous Africans and the people throughout the African diaspora, nothing will change. It is completely up to us to create real change!
 
Posted by The Cushite ☥ on Monday, August 25, 2008 - 12:53 PM
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