From my position, in a small rural community in Georgia, this notion is farest away from the truth.

In our every walk of life we are resting on our laurels. We adorn the street corners, we rest on the front porch overlooking filth and corruption in our communities. We disrespect our neighbors and cut through their yards taking what ain't nailed down. We break in and steal and beat each other up.

Of most concern, it seems to be something we are doing to ourselves. Instead of loving each other more, we increasingly despise each others accomplishments- lying, cheating and stealing from ourselves.

Sign of positive grow would be being able to leave more doors open. Not having to lockdown every little thing in our yards. A friendly smile to our neighbors.

Our men are hen pecked, bought and weak minded.

Our women are hard-headed, money hungry and manipulative, until it comes to something worthwhile.

Our parents, what parents?

Our leaders are just or even more corrupt than the common criminal. Where is the community leadership? It seems it has gone to local gangs.

Our preachers preach about fantacies and begging rather than life skills and blessing more creative means of income.

Jobs, good jobs are virually zero. Those who are fortunate enough to have them are scared half to death of doing what they know needs to done, out of fear of losing their jobs. So they stand idle while our communities go to hell. Most, for reasons stated herein, refuse to live in Black Communities.

Independence, we probably more dependent than any other time during the onset of slavery in America. We know more about the 4th than about the day we were freed.

It has been stated that most recently we read more books than our neighbors. If so, what do we do with what we learn. Even from school, what do we do with that knowledge. We own nearly nothing in my community, nothing worthwhile any how.

We have all kind of mentoring programs and celebrities to look up to until they are busted. Then we are proven wrong once again.

Major Accomplishment: Ignorance, ignorance of each other.

Where are the black people who understand the importance of working together. Where are the black celebrities who create wholesome opportunities, lending a had to other youth and responsible citizens wanting to climb the ladder of success?

Where are you and how do I contact you?

Before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth, we were here. Before the pen of Jefferson etched across the pages of history the majestic words of the Declaration of Independence, we were here. If the inexpressible cruelties of slavery could not stop us, the opposition we now face will surely fail. --Martin Luther King, Jr.

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