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Before Jeffrey Dahmer became known as ‘The Milwaukee Cannibal’ who murdered, dismembered, and cannibalized 17 victims, he appeared to be just like any other teenage boy.
Sky, awkward and nervous about taking a girl on a date to senior prom.
And a chilling photo has since emerged of that very night in 1978.
In it, Dahmer, then 18, stands rigidly next to his date, Bridget Geiger, who was 16.
The Bible described Moses as white and wife Black? GTFOH1600s painting of Moses and Wife based on the biblical description and details of them.
referring to Num 12:1 which mentions Moses marrying a Cushite/Ethiopian woman.
he is described as an Egyptian and his wife as an Ethiopian
if memory serves me right
Ethnically Moses was a hebrew, although raised in egypt by the reigning royal family. Its also crazy unlikely that the original hebrews were what in now considered white such as arian, anglo, saxon, etc...
Former Slaves Interviewed in the 1930s talk about Slavery in the USA
(Bob Lemmons, Carrizo Springs, Tex. in 1936. Lemmons was born a slave south of San Antonio around 1850. He came to Carrizo Springs during the Civil War with white cattlemen seeking a new range)
In 1999 ABC released a documentary based on a compiled a series of recordings made in the 1930s and 1940s by John Henry Faulk, recordings he had made of former slaves telling their stories. These priceless recordings had languished and gathered dust on the shelves of the Library of Congress since 1941.
John Henry Faulk: "I remember sitting out on a wagon tongue with this old black man - completely illiterate - down here near Navasota a plantation there and I was telling him what a different kind of white man I was. I really … I really a getting, come educated on blacks and their problems, except we called 'em coloured folks. I said, 'You know, you might not realize it but I'm not like the coloured - the white folks you run into down here. I believe in giving you the right to go to school, to good schools. Now, I know you don't want to go with white people - I don't believe in going overboard on this thing - but I believe coloured people ought to be given good schools. And I believe you ought to be given the right to go into whatever you qualify to go into, and I believe you ought to be given the right to vote.'
(John Henry Faulkner)
And uh, I remember him looking at me, very sadly and kind of sweetly, and condescendingly and saying, 'You know, you still got the disease, honey. I know you think you're cured, but you're not cured. You talking now you sitting there talking and I know it's nice and I know you a good man. Talking about giving me this, and giving me that right. You talking about giving me something that I was born with just like you was born with it. You can't give me the right to be a human being. I was born with that right. Now you can keep me from having that if you've got all the policemen and all the jobs on your side, you can deprive me of it, but you can't give it to me, cause I was born with it just like you was.'
My God it had a profound effect on me. I was furious with him. You try to be kind to these people, you see. 'You give them an inch and they'll take an ell.' But the more I reflected on it, the more profound the effect. I realised this was where it really was. You couldn't give them something that they were born with just like I was born with. Entitled to it the same way I was entitled with it."
President Abraham Lincoln signed the District of Columbia Emancipation Act on April 16, 1862, freeing the district’s 3,100 slaves. The legislation was hint of slavery’s coming death in the United States — only 8 1/2 months later Lincoln issued his Emancipation Proclamation.
“Tisn’t he who has stood and looked on, that can tell you what slavery is–’tis he who has endured,” John Little, a fugitive slave who had escaped to Canada said in reflection of the realities of slavery in 1855.
From 1936-1938 as part of the Federal Writers’ Project of the Works Progress Administration (WPA), 2,300 first-person accounts of slavery were recorded and 500 black-and-white photographs of former slaves were collected. The first-person stories and photographs were assembled in 1941 into a 17-volume collection that is available online today courtesy of the Manuscript and Prints and Photographs Divisions of the Library of Congress.
Here’s a look at some of the photographs from “Born in Slavery: Slave Narratives from the Federal Writers’ Project, 1936-1938” and portraits of former slaves taken by the photographers of the Farm Security Administration.
Sarah Gudger, photograph between 1936 and 1938. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Orelia Alexia Franks, Beaumont, Tex., in 1937. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Martin Jackson, San Antonio, Tex., in 1937. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Mary Crane , 82, in Mitchell, Ind. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
(Bob Lemmons, Carrizo Springs, Tex. in 1936. Lemmons was born a slave south of San Antonio around 1850. He came to Carrizo Springs during the Civil War with white cattlemen seeking a new range)
In 1999 ABC released a documentary based on a compiled a series of recordings made in the 1930s and 1940s by John Henry Faulk, recordings he had made of former slaves telling their stories. These priceless recordings had languished and gathered dust on the shelves of the Library of Congress since 1941.
John Henry Faulk: "I remember sitting out on a wagon tongue with this old black man - completely illiterate - down here near Navasota a plantation there and I was telling him what a different kind of white man I was. I really … I really a getting, come educated on blacks and their problems, except we called 'em coloured folks. I said, 'You know, you might not realize it but I'm not like the coloured - the white folks you run into down here. I believe in giving you the right to go to school, to good schools. Now, I know you don't want to go with white people - I don't believe in going overboard on this thing - but I believe coloured people ought to be given good schools. And I believe you ought to be given the right to go into whatever you qualify to go into, and I believe you ought to be given the right to vote.'
(John Henry Faulkner)
And uh, I remember him looking at me, very sadly and kind of sweetly, and condescendingly and saying, 'You know, you still got the disease, honey. I know you think you're cured, but you're not cured. You talking now you sitting there talking and I know it's nice and I know you a good man. Talking about giving me this, and giving me that right. You talking about giving me something that I was born with just like you was born with it. You can't give me the right to be a human being. I was born with that right. Now you can keep me from having that if you've got all the policemen and all the jobs on your side, you can deprive me of it, but you can't give it to me, cause I was born with it just like you was.'
My God it had a profound effect on me. I was furious with him. You try to be kind to these people, you see. 'You give them an inch and they'll take an ell.' But the more I reflected on it, the more profound the effect. I realised this was where it really was. You couldn't give them something that they were born with just like I was born with. Entitled to it the same way I was entitled with it."
President Abraham Lincoln signed the District of Columbia Emancipation Act on April 16, 1862, freeing the district’s 3,100 slaves. The legislation was hint of slavery’s coming death in the United States — only 8 1/2 months later Lincoln issued his Emancipation Proclamation.
“Tisn’t he who has stood and looked on, that can tell you what slavery is–’tis he who has endured,” John Little, a fugitive slave who had escaped to Canada said in reflection of the realities of slavery in 1855.
From 1936-1938 as part of the Federal Writers’ Project of the Works Progress Administration (WPA), 2,300 first-person accounts of slavery were recorded and 500 black-and-white photographs of former slaves were collected. The first-person stories and photographs were assembled in 1941 into a 17-volume collection that is available online today courtesy of the Manuscript and Prints and Photographs Divisions of the Library of Congress.
Here’s a look at some of the photographs from “Born in Slavery: Slave Narratives from the Federal Writers’ Project, 1936-1938” and portraits of former slaves taken by the photographers of the Farm Security Administration.
Sarah Gudger, photograph between 1936 and 1938. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Orelia Alexia Franks, Beaumont, Tex., in 1937. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Martin Jackson, San Antonio, Tex., in 1937. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
Mary Crane , 82, in Mitchell, Ind. (Library of Congress Prints and Photographs Division)
The first known photo of a Tornado shot by A. Adams Kansas 1884
The Official Recorded Number Of Children Born To One Mother Is 69, From Shuya, Russia
She allegedly gave birth to 16 pairs of twins, 7 sets of triplets, & 4 sets of quadruplets – between 1725 & 1765. So... 27 pregnancies.
The Lady In The Photo Is Betty Lou Oliver. She Survived A Plunge Of 75 Stories In A Lift In The Empire State Building In New York In 1945
The first known photo of a Tornado shot by A. Adams Kansas 1884
The Official Recorded Number Of Children Born To One Mother Is 69, From Shuya, Russia
She allegedly gave birth to 16 pairs of twins, 7 sets of triplets, & 4 sets of quadruplets – between 1725 & 1765. So... 27 pregnancies.
The Lady In The Photo Is Betty Lou Oliver. She Survived A Plunge Of 75 Stories In A Lift In The Empire State Building In New York In 1945
that russian lady looks like a zombie
Who is this supposed to be?
The audio of the full concert -
Classically trained opera singer Marian Anderson was set to sing on Easter of 1939, but the so-called "Daughters of the American Revolution" instead choose to enforce strict segregation policies at Constitution Hall (Washington DC) and prevented her performance.
Disgusted by their actions, First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt and thousands of others resigned from the DAR in protest. As the controversy grew, the NAACP launched massive protests against the DAR and the Washington DC board of education (who wouldn't even allow a high school gymnasium to be used as an alternate venue). The American press overwhelmingly supported Anderson's right to sing.
Finally, with help from Eleanor Roosevelt, Marian was given the Lincoln Memorial as a new venue. At an open-air concert on the steps she performed for 75,000 people (in addition to millions of radio listeners). A far larger audience than Constitution Hall would've provided.
And thus began a long tradition of using the Lincoln Memorial as a location for Civil Rights rallies, including Martin Luthor King's 1963 "I Have a Dream" speech.
WHERE shall we seek for a hero, and where shall we find a story?
Our laurels are wreathed for conquest, our songs for completed glory.
But we honor a shrine unfinished, a column uncapped with pride,
If we sing the deed that was sown like seed when Crispus Attucks died.
Shall we take for a sign this Negro-slave with unfamiliar name—
With his poor companions, nameless too, till their lives leaped forth in flame?
Yea, sorely, the verdict is not for us, to render or deny;
We can only interpret the symbol; God chose these men to die—
As teachers and types, that to humble lives may chief award be made;
That from lowly ones, and rejected stones, the temple’s base is laid!
When the bullets leaped from the British guns, no chance decreed their aim:
Men see what the royal hirelings saw—a multitude and a flame;
But beyond the flame, a mystery; five dying men in the street,
While the streams of severed races in the well of a nation meet!
O, blood of the people! changeless tide, through century, creed and race!
Still one as the sweet salt sea is one, though tempered by sun and place;
The same in the ocean currents, and the same in the sheltered seas;
Forever the fountain of common hopes and kindly sympathies;
Indian and Negro, Saxon and Celt, Teuton and Latin and Gaul—
Mere surface shadow and sunshine; while the sounding unifies all!
One love, one hope, one duty theirs! No matter the time or ken,
There never was separate heart-beat in all the races of men!
But alien is one—of class, not race—he has drawn the line for himself;
His roots drink life from inhuman soil, from garbage of pomp and pelf;
His heart beats not with the common beat, he has changed his life-stream’s hue;
He deems his flesh to be finer flesh, he boasts that his blood is blue:
Patrician, aristocrat, tory—whatever his age or name,
To the people’s rights and liberties, a traitor ever the same.
The natural crowd is a mob to him, their prayer a vulgar rhyme;
The freeman’s speech is sedition, and the patriot’s deed a crime.
Wherever the race, the law, the land,—whatever the time, or throne,
The tory is always a traitor to every class but his own.
Thank God for a land where pride is clipped, where arrogance stalks apart;
Where law and song and loathing of wrong are words of the common heart;
Where the masses honor straightforward strength, and know, when veins are bled,
That the bluest blood is putrid blood—that the people’s blood is red!
And honor to Crispus Attucks, who was leader and voice that day;
The first to defy, and the first to die, with Maverick. Carr, and Gray.
Call it riot or revolution, his hand first clenched at the crown;
His feet were the first in perilous place to pull the king’s flag down;
His breast was the first one rent apart that liberty’s stream might flow;
For our freedom now and forever, his head was the first bid low.
Call it riot or revolution, or mob or crowd, as you may,
Such deaths have been seed of nations, such lives shall be honored for aye.
They were lawless hinds to the lackeys—but martyrs to Paul Revere;
And Otis and Hancock and Warren read spirit and meaning clear.
Ye teachers, answer: what shall be done when just men stand in the dock;
When the caitiff is robed in ermine, and his sworders keep the lock;
When torture is robbed of clemency, and guilt is without remorse;
When tiger and panther are gentler than the Christian slaver’s curse;
When law is a satrap’s menace, and order the drill of a horde—
Shall the people kneel to be trampled, and bare their neck to the sword?
Not so! by this Stone of Resistance that Boston raises here!
By the old North Church’s lantern, and the watching of Paul Revere!
Not so! by Paris of ‘Ninety-Three, and Ulster of ‘NinetyEight!
By Toussaint in St. Domingo! by the horror of Delhi’s gate!
By Adams’s word to Hutchinson! by the tea that is brewing still!
By the farmers that met the soldiers at Concord and Bunker Hill!
Not so! not so! Till the world is done, the shadow of wrong is dread;
The crowd that bends to a lord to-day, to-morrow shall strike him dead.
There is only one thing changeless: the earth steals from under our feet,
The times and manners are passing moods, and the laws are incomplete;
There is only one thing changes not, one word that still survives—
The slave is the wretch who wields the lash, and not the man in gyves!
There is only one test of contract: is it willing, is it good?
There is only one guard of equal right: the unity of blood;
There is never a mind unchained and true that class or race allows;
There is never a law to be obeyed that reason disavows;
There is never a legal sin but grows to the law’s disaster,
The master shall dropp the whip, and the slave shall enslave the master!
O, Planter of seed in thought and deed has the year of right revolved,
And brought the Negro patriot’s cause with its problem to be solved?
His blood streamed first for the building, and through all the century’s years,
Our growth of story and fame of glory are mixed with his blood and tears.
He lived with men like a soul condemned—derided, defamed, and mute;
Debased to the brutal level, and instructed to be a brute.
His virtue was shorn of benefit, his industry of reward;
His love!—O men, it were mercy to have cut affection’s cord;
Through the night of his woe, no pity save that of his fellow-slave;
For the wage of his priceless labor, the scourging block and the grave!
And now, is the tree to blossom? Is the bowl of agony filled?
Shall the price be paid, and the honor said, and the word of outrage stilled?
And we who have toiled for freedom’s law, have we sought for freedom’s soul?
Have we learned at last that human right is not a part but the whole?
That nothing is told while the clinging sin remains part unconfessed?
That the health of the nation is periled if one man be oppressed?
Has he learned—the slave from the rice-swamps, whose children were sold—has he,
With broken chains on his limbs, and the cry in his blood, ‘I am free!’
Has he learned through affliction’s teaching what our Crispus Attucks knew—
When Right is stricken, the white and black are counted as one, not two?
Has he learned that his century of grief was worth a thousand years
In blending his life and blood with ours, and that all his toils and tears
Were heaped and poured on him suddenly, to give him a right to stand
From the gloom of African forests, in the blaze of the freest land?
That his hundred years have earned for him a place in the human van
Which others have fought for and thought for since the world of wrong began?
For this, shall his vengeance change to love, and his retribution burn,
Defending the right, the weak and the poor, when each shall have his turn;
For this, shall he set his woeful past afloat on the stream of night;
For this, he forgets as we all forget when darkness turns to light;
For this, he forgives as we all forgive when wrong has changed to right.
And so, must we come to the learning of Boston’s lesson to-day;
The moral that Crispus Attucks taught in the old heroic way;
God made mankind to be one in blood, as one in spirit and thought;
And so great a boon, by a brave man’s death, is never dearly bought!
Malcolm X, Dr. King, Former Enslaved People, general historical photographs, & now your chick?Eimeo (or Tahiti Cutie) is a model who started doing bikini shots for Wicked Weasel
George “Crum” Speck, a chef and restaurant owner, created the potato chip by accident during the summer of 1853. However, his sister, Kate, claimed she actually created the chip after a potato slice fell into a hot frying pan creating the famous Saratoga chips. Crum’s chips remained a local delicacy in New York until the 1920s when a salesman named Herman Lay (yes, of Lays chips) began traveling throughout the south and introducing potato chips to different communities. Speck was never properly given credit or any money for his happy accident and we all know what happened with Herman Lay. Today Lay’s potato chips are the number 1 snack food in the world selling over 4 billion potatoes a year. Yea thats Billion with a B.
Edmonia Lewis was falsely accused, beaten, and left for dead by a mob of her peers in college. After miraculously surviving the ordeal, she escaped to Boston. In Boston, white abolitionist William Lloyd Garrison as if to atone for the wrong of his countrymen took her under his wings and introduced her to a sympathizer and local sculptor, from whom Lewis received lessons in sculpting.
With a little kindness from these noble-hearted individuals of another race, Lewis became the first famous “colored sculptor” and the first to idealize her African and Native American heritage in stone―becoming the first sculptor of said descent to achieve ... https://www.clovedove.com/post/edmo...nd-white-abolitionists-heritage-owl-spotlight
There are relatively few well-documented or remembered black victims of the Holocaust and Nazi repression in general; these people often live on only as footnotes in other memoirs, or in a small number of little-known testimonies. I've put together a few that I know of.
Black Germans, particularly the "Rhineland Bastards", the children of black French occupation soldiers and German women after World War One, were not protected from spasmodic violence, but the Nazi state considered inducing infertility (via X-rays) the most efficient way of removing the 'stain' on German honour these people represented. The racism directed at these children and teenagers pre-dated Nazism, beginning in nationalist German propaganda from the early 1920s, in which their existence was presumed to be due to rape of German women by "bestial" black French soldiers; there is no evidence this was ever the case.
Other black Germans (such as those from Germany's former African colonies) lived strange half-lives, existing in the margins of Nazi concerns and therefore subject to the whims of whatever authority they were confronted with; for this reason, many black Germans avoided doctors for fear of being rendered infertile, while another black German reported that an SS officer once shook his hand and explained that he looked forward to the day "educated black Germans" could return to regained African colonies, to help them develop for the Reich!
One black German, who had been born in Germany, Theodor Wonja Michael (1925-2019), even received his call-up papers to the Wehrmacht - and turned up for duty, only to be turned away by the desk officer! He later went on to appear in the Goebbels-led Nazi film industry, and so he later joked as a respected Shakespearean actor (having also worked as an intelligence agent for West Germany!) that he owed his career to Goebbels.
[Picture: Theodor Wonja Michael, whose book "Black German" I'd recommend to anyone. Mr Michael strongly believed himself a German through-and-through, and a pre-Nazism German at that, it is amusing to note in some interviews in later life he contrasts modern German values with his more strict "Prussian" values.]
Bayume Mohamed Husen (1904-1944), another black German, met a more terrible fate; in 1940 he had attempted to join the Wehrmacht to prove his loyalty to the German state, but was rejected - like Theodor Wonja Michael he ended up working in the Nazi film industry, but seems to have had an affair with a white 'Aryan' actress, for which he was denounced; arrested for 'racial defilement' he was sent to Sachsenhausen camp, and died there in November 1944.
The 1943 German film "Munchhausen" (based on the 1795 novel) featured a single scene where 25 black German actors are present, both Theodor Wonja Michael (who is fanning the Sultan) and Bayume Mohamed Husen are in this scene. (It is on youtube here: 53:48, close up of Mr Michael at 54:29).
Jean (Johnny) Voste, in the main picture, was born in the Belgian Congo (Democratic Republic of Congo) to a white Belgian mother and a black Congolese father. He was arrested for taking part in sabotage efforts on behalf of the Belgian resistance. He was the only black person in Dachau when it was liberated by the US 7th Army on 29th April 1945. Interestingly, on the same day a sub-camp of Dachau (Kaufering IV Hurlach) was liberated by men of the 522nd Field Artillery, a segregated US army unit of "Nisei" Japanese-Americans, many of whose families were in internment camps in the United States, or living under martial law on Hawaii.
Dominique Mendy (1909-2003), a French-Senegalese man, had served in the French army in World War One and joined the Bordeaux region French resistance in 1940, acting as intelligence officer for his cell, he believed that Nazi racist views about black people provided him and his activities extra security. Captured in 1944, he survived Neuengamme camp by playing the fool to his guards, and was eventually taken on as a personal servant by a German commandant who had been born in Cameroon.
In the camp, Mendy became close friends with another Senegalese man, Sidi Camara (1902-1945), and both conversed in their native language, Wolof (the language from which the word 'banana' derives). Sidi Camara was to be transferred to Bergen-Belsen camp, and died at the typhus-plagued camp shortly after liberation by British forces.
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[Picture: Josef Nassy and an example of his camp art. Josef fitted the Nazi definition of Jewish in the Nuremburg Race Laws, but no written record of this, and preconceptions about his skin colour meant no Nazi ever imagined the possibility this black man was Jewish.]
Josef Nassy (1904-1974) was an Afro-Jewish man born in Suriname (then Dutch Guiana) to a Jewish Dutch father and a black Surinamese mother. He went to high school in Brooklyn, New York. When applying for a job with Warner Brothers in Europe, he lied and said he was an American citizen, and failed to enter his religion on his residency application in Belgium. Consequently, he was not identified as a Jewish Dutchman during the Nazi occupation of Belgium, but was rounded up with about 2,000 other Americans in April 1942 and kept in comparatively good conditions in order to be in a good state for prisoner exchanges with the Allies. He was reunited with his Belgian wife Rosine van Aerschot after liberation in 1945 and died in 1974 a successful portrait artist. The art he produced while in Nazi captivity is today held by the Washington DC Holocaust Memorial.
Jean Marcel Nicholas, a Haitian, was arrested in Paris in 1943 and eventually sent to Buchenwald as inmate number 44451, with his nationality as USA/H (reflecting that Haiti was under US rule at the time). He worked as a doctor in this camp and the subcamps he was moved to, providing Jewish prisoners with medical certificates exempting them from labour.
There are two conflicting accounts of his death; the first is that on 4 April 1945, approximately 2000 inmates from Rottleberode subcamp were moved to get ahead of the Allied advance; their journey began on train but then became a death march which ended in the "Gardelegen massacre", in which a mob of German civilians, firefighters, Hitler Youth, home guard (Volkssturm) and some SS men, forced the 1000 survivors into a barn on the Isenschnibbe estate near Gardelegen and burnt it down around the people. A single black corpse who burnt to death trying to force open the barn door has been tentatively identified as Jean Nicholas. An alternative account is that he was rescued by US soldiers of the 87th Cavalry Reconnaissance unit having escaped from Nazi captivity, only to die of camp-caught tuberculosis in September 1945.
Two other unidentified black men from Buchenwald camp are reported as being shot by their SS Guards for being 'too weak to keep up' with another death march.
[Picture: evidence of Nazism's unclear racial policies, a black soldier of the "Free Arabian Legion" in occupied Greece, September 1943. The Free Arabian Legion was one of many collaborationist groups set up mainly by the SS, exploiting anti-colonialist and anti-communist sentiments against the British Empire and USSR to supplement Nazi propaganda and manpower.]
A German-Cameroonian victim briefly mentioned in one source is Erika N'gando, daughter of Ida Kleinfeld and Ekwe N'Gando (a black man who worked at Hanover Zoo as a waiter), who was potentially arrested for being the maid to a couple involved in the German resistance, details are slim but it appears that she died in Ravensbruck camp in 1940/41 having fell into deep despair in the harsh conditions there; other survivors suggest she did not truly understand what had led to her being incarcerated.
Odd Nansen (1901-1973), one of the post-war co-founders of UNICEF, a Norwegian, notes in his autobiography that when he was arrested for working with the Norwegian resistance, he was sent to Sachsenhausen camp with a black South African who had been arrested in Oslo; the identity and fate of this man is not known to history, though Nansen notes that frequently en-route Nazi officials expressed shock at the "negro Norwegian".
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