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Malcolm X: Speeches And Interviews 1960-1965

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Back during slavery, there was two kinds of slaves. There was the house Negro and the field Negro. The house Negroes, they lived in the house with master, they dressed pretty good, they ate good ‘cause they ate his food—what he left. They lived in the attic or the basement, but still they lived near the master, and they loved their master more than the master loved himself. They would give their life to save the master’s house quicker than the master would. The house Negro, if the master said, “We got a good house here,” the house Negro would say, “Yeah, we got a good house here.” Whenever the master said “we,” he said “we.” That’s how you can tell a house Negro.

If the master’s house caught on fire, the house Negro would fight harder to put the blaze out than the master would. If the master got sick, the house Negro would say, “What’s the matter, boss, we sick?” “We” sick. He identified himself with his master more than his master identified with himself. And if you came to the house Negro and said, “Let’s run away, let’s escape, let’s separate,” that house Negro would look at you and say, “Man, you crazy. What you mean, separate? Where is there a better house than this? Where can I wear better clothes than this? Where can I eat better food than this?” That was that house Negro. In those days he was called a “house nigger.” And that’s what we call him today, because we’ve still got some house niggers running around here.

This modern house Negro loves his master. He wants to live near him. He’ll pay three times as much as the house is worth just to live near his master, and then brag about “I’m the only Negro out here.”, “I’m the only one on my job.”, “I’m the only one in this school.” You’re nothing but a house Negro. And if someone comes to you right now and says, “Let’s separate,” you say the same thing that the house Negro said on the plantation. “What you mean, separate? From America? This good white man? Where you going to get a better job than you get here?” I mean, this is what you say. “I ain’t left nothing in Africa,” that’s what you say. Why, you left your mind in Africa.

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Moment of silence for Malcolm X.  Today, February 21,1965 was the day he was assassinated.

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“There has always been open season on Negroes, and the hunting season is always there. If you notice, sir, there is only a certain season when you can kill a bear or a rabbit. You have to have a license. But there are only certain seasons that you can kill that animal. But you don’t need a license to kill a Negro, and you can shoot one out of season anytime, and you won’t get any time

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Thoughts

I just realized that I have had an emptiness inside. I found out about Muslim by my brother Reginald who converted just recently to a group called Nation of Islam created by a leader called. Elijah Muhammad

I am adapting well to my new foster family. However, there is a sense that I am not treated at the same level as the white people.  

“I don’t care how nice one is to you; the thing you must always remember is that almost never does he really see you as he see yourself, as he sees his own kind.

I became the Class President later on which surprised me. My grades are among the highest of the class, but I am not feeling part of my environment. Last class my teacher told me that practicing law was not a realistic goal for a nigger. It  was a breaking point for me. I decided to drop out of school.

I started to commit crimes. I moved with my sister in Boston, but I am surrounded by bad influences I feel like I am going on the wrong side. I am involving myself in illegal  activities. I think I could go to jail.

I was condemned for 6 years for crimes which would be a good time to dedicate time to myself.

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ChildHood Part 2

I had a tough childhood, although it wasn’t as tough in my family as for my brothers and sisters. My father was belligerent towards, my mother, and my brothers except for me. “I believe that even when my father was an anti-white, he was subconsciously so afflicted with the white man’s brainwashing of Negroes that he inclined to favor the light ones, and I was the lightest child” (Malcolm X).  Thinking about it, while my father favored me for that reason, my mother gave me more hell for the same reason.

I moved from city to city, due to the fact that my father received a lot of get-out-of the city threats. My nightmare night, in 1929, my earliest vivid memory,  was when all of a sudden we woke up frightened and trying to save our lives, because someone had set on fire our house.

We moved temporarily to my father friend’s house and later we were back on the road.

Right after my father died when he was fatally struck by a street car, although,  his death was disputed by us and the black community who thought that the Black Legion group (White supremacist group) was responsible for his death, we were going downfalls.

The insurance policy didn’t pay us affirming that my father committed suicide. That situation put us in an economic crisis.  My brother Wilfred, quit school and looked for any job that could sustain our family, and my mother began to buy on credit even when my father was against it all his life

He affirmed us that:

“Credit is the first step tinto debt and back into slavery”

However, the months passed and the state Welfare began coming to our house asking our mother questions. My mother was entering an emotional crisis. She was rejected for being the widow of my father and a “Negro” and she started being more and more unable to accept our reality. Sometimes we couldn’t find any money to eat. In December of 1938 that was it. My mother Louise Little had a nervous breakdown, she was declared legally insane. We were sent to foster homes.

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Today marks the day we lost this Iconic Leader…..

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I’m for truth, no matter who tells it. I’m for justice, no matter who it is for or against

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I AM NOT A RACIST 

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No, we are not anti-white. But we don’t have time for the white man. The white man is on the top already, the white man is the boss already…He has first class citizenship already. So you are wasting your time talking to the white man. We are working on our own people

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I believe in human beings, and that all human beings should be respected as such, regardless of their color

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I’m still Muslim

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I don’t even call it violence when it is in self defense; I call it intelligence

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Spokesman Nation of Islam

I am for violence if non-violence means we continue postponing a solution to the American black man's problem just to avoid violence

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The Nation of Islam

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I don’t care how nice one is to you; the thing you must always remember is that almost never does he really see you as he see yourself, as he sees his own kind.

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We are not fighting for integration, nor are we fighting for separation. We are fighting for recognition as human beings…In fact, we are actually fighting for rights that are even greater than civil rights and that is human rights.

-Malcolm X