Black Woman, I Apologize | Nova Sankofa

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Black Woman,
I apologize for all the times you came with an issue and instead of listening, I combatted it with an issue of my own.

Black Woman,
I apologize for excusing or dismissing your feelings.

Black Woman,
I apologize for every time I justified in my head my own verbal abuse of Black women in the past.

Black Woman,
I apologize for every time you told me what bothered you and I argued semantics instead of the real issue at hand.

Black Woman,
I apologize for every time I stood idle while witnessing someone else mistreat you.

Black Woman,
I apologize for the influence I had over other brothers to perform the same ignorant acts I once performed that outlived my own ignorance.

I’m sorry.

If you don’t forgive me, I understand.

Black Woman,
I promise to try my best to love you better now and in the future.

I could go on and on… I have trespassed so many times against you that I can neither write it all down or ask for forgiveness.

I believe us as Black men sometimes get overwhelmed with our own struggles and injustices we don’t want to hear it from others, even if it is from people who support us the most… Black women.

When we are falsely imprisoned, killed, and/or abused, it is always Black women first on the scene to help.

It is time for us to do better, Black men.

-Nova Sankofa

Dedicated to my two Black daughters, my Black wife, and every Black woman.

Peace

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You Are Not Special And That Is Okay by Nova Giovanni

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In a world that tells us we are all unique and special and can be anything we want to be, it isn’t hard to tell that the world is lying. Look at how many people are into the same things, believe the same lies, aspire (and many times never become) the same person. Are you in denial about your mediocrity? There is nothing wrong with being normal. I know the trend is “weird is cool” right now, but is it really? To appear weird is cool, but most people really aren’t too accepting of those who REALLY are weird. I was once riding the DC Metro train (red line, for those curious) and saw a man in the back take a dump in the back of it and wipe his ass with a newspaper. That was weird, but very uncool. Why? Because there is a sense of normality most of us possess of what is acceptable and what isn’t. That is why we dress a certain way, speak a certain way, and even conduct ourselves a certain way. There is nothing wrong with that. There is nothing wrong with being normal. Who says you have to be this millionaire musician who will probably end up suffering from depression and become addicted to some hard drug? Who says you have to be this intellect that wears ankh and studies everything Egyptian even though your ancestry may not trace back to Egypt at all? Who says you have to be an entrepreneur in this flailing economy in which people are spending less and less because they have less to spend? Who made these rules to being part of the unruly? A lot of people force all of these things anyway… the musician that really doesn’t know music, the intellect that collects and takes pics of books but have never opened and actually read them, the entrepreneur that really isn’t very entrepreneurial. It is because a lot of the people projecting these images of themselves aren’t these people at all. Attention is a helluva drug. Amen.

Truth is, most people are very generic in their thinking, logic, goals, and aspirations. Most people think normally and will die very normally. No, you probably won’t do anything that those outside of your circle see as significant. That is okay. After your death, you will probably only be remembered by your immediate family for a few generations. That is okay. You will probably live a very mediocre life, most of us do. That is okay. I’m not saying not to try to excel or be different if that is who you are. However, if you’re not, don’t beat yourself up about how average your life is. Average is, well… Normal.

Peace.

Nova Giovanni

http://www.NovaGiovanni.com

“Thinking Out Loud” coming soon…

Guns Don’t Kill Black Boys. Hate Does. : Why Gun Reform Won’t Help The Hood.

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by Nova Giovanni

Caution: I will use the word “hate” a lot. Reader discretion is advised.

Guns don’t kill Black boys. Hate kills Black boys, whether through police violence murdering innocent Black youth or Black youth killing each other. It is all hate. Hate causing an environment of prejudices which justifies police and non-Blacks taking authority into their own hands killing our young brothers because they are seen as disposable. Hate causing our young brothers to kill each other because they don’t value themselves or their futures. What will gun control do to fix that? Not a thing. If there were no guns, hate will pick up a knife and kill. Hate will throw each other off of balconies. Hate will suffocate, poison, sabotoge, or kill through vehicular homicide. It isn’t the tools that are to blame, it is the person that minds need to be changed so they don’t feel a want or need to kill. Besides, gun reform would only control those already looking to buy guns in a legal way. How many 16 year old shooters in the hood bought their gun legally? It won’t even keep guns out of the hoods, some of these guns are just as old as the people shooting them. Instead of getting rid of the guns, let’s get rid of the inclination to want to even use those guns.

We need to work on our culture and create an environment of love and self-control. If a 17 year old runs into the streets of a “rival neighborhood” and shoots at other young Black men, that isn’t just murder (or attempted murder), it is assisted suicide. It is assisted suicide because by committing that action he is also showing he doesn’t care about his own life or future and he is willing to deal with the consequences of his reckless actions. Self hate will have you less patient with those who resemble you, it will have you doing drugs and poisoning your body, self hate will have you kill. Self love will have you more patient with those who resemble you, it will make you take care of your body better, it will have you preparing for your future. We create self love by valuing ourselves. We value ourselves by knowing ourselves. We know ourselves by knowing our history and our capabilities. After knowing our history and capabilities, we create higher expectations for ourselves. With self love, value, knowledge of self, and high expectations, the things we can achieve are endless.

Guns Don’t Kill Black Boys. Hate Kills Black Boys.

I Love You.

Nova Giovanni

www.NovaGiovanni.com

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The Quiet Genocide in Inner City Communities by Nova Giovanni

From the free Ebook, “The MisEdukation of the Nigga”

story by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I’m here with some Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul. The topic at hand is the genocide going on around us. By definition, genocide is: The deliberate killing of a large group of people, especially those of a particular ethnic group or nation. There is no need to ask whether genocide is happening in our American inner cities; it is quite evident. A more relevant question is: are these genocides being facilitated by a force INSIDE or OUTSIDE of the community? The simple answer is: BOTH. It is easy to play the blame game. However, let us remember that when we point our finger; at least three fingers are pointing back at ourselves.

First of all, the prevalence of alcohol and drug use in inner city communities is rampant. Visit any area dubbed as “The Hood” in America, look for a library, and count how many liquor stores you pass before arriving there. Instead of sharpening our minds, we are nearly force-fed intoxicants to pacify us and cloud our judgment. As a direct result, a hectic environment with a heightened crime rate is created. As far as drugs are concerned, there is no way to justify selling poison. However, a common myth is all drug dealers sell these poisons to live a glamorous life. In reality, this is hardly the case. There are many people selling drugs, but not many living a luxurious lifestyle. Perhaps, selling drugs is appealing to those seeking employment and can’t fathom another way of providing for their family. It is easy to look at a tree, criticizing the worn leaves and deformed branches. Just remember, every tree has a root. In reality, more gainful employment would eliminate the perceived need in many people to sell drugs. If you go days without feeding your dog, can you REALLY blame it for tearing open the trash and eating it?

“The instinct to survive is human nature itself, and every aspect of our personalities derives from it.” -Robert A. Heinlin

Another problem plaguing inner cities is bad health. The combination of sexual promiscuity, poor diets, and other factors are turning our communities into a breeding ground for disease from the youngest to the oldest. Sexually transmitted diseases, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, heart disease, obesity, and diabetes are bigger threats to our personal freedom than foreign terrorism ever has been. Easily accessible and unhealthy fast food establishments is only ushering us to our graves. In addition, the traditional diet we call “soul food” is killing us. Perhaps, it is called “soul food” because it sends us to our creator faster. Furthermore, a majority of people living in these neighborhoods don’t have health insurance. As a result they usually don’t seek medical help for their ailments until their illness is severe and oftentimes the damage is irreversible. Last but not least, another factor in this genocide, be it metaphorically or literally, is the so-called “War on Drugs.” I am far from being a conspiracy theorist, but it is evident that this “war” is also used an excuse to profile and arrest those in our impoverished communities. Consequently, young men are arrested, and become modern-day slaves in a scheme of prison industrialism. For example, Powhatan Correctional Center has a silkscreen, a print shop, and a license plate tag shop. To narrow it down, Powhatan Correctional Center makes ALL of the license plates for the state of Virginia at a rate of around one every 20 seconds. The last time I bought license plates for a new vehicle, it cost me 140 dollars. The inmates working in these tag shops (there are usually around fifty in the shop at a time) only to get a maximum of forty cents an hour. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the rumor that it costs an extreme amount of money to house inmates. That is merely propaganda. Prison is a very lucrative industry with a minimum annual profit of two billion dollars. Television lies, newspapers lie, but numbers don’t. In conclusion, there are many more facets to the genocide in our communities.

Anyone can talk about the problems, it is time to present solutions. I, Nova Giovanni, believe that one of the best ways to change things from the inside out is through education. Becoming formally educated and taking it upon ourselves to learn our own history would improve. Achieving higher education can help us become better established, eventually creating our own jobs and business; thus, employing others. Through self-education and researching the history of our respective cultures, it will definitely fill us with an added sense of pride. Me being African-American, after learning things most schools never teach us about our culture; I started carrying myself with more esteem. I learned Africans built some of the most grandiose and advanced civilizations, and my history didn’t begin with slavery as public schools would have us assume. Regardless of your ethnicity, I’m sure if you research it you’d be surprised to see what you find. After all, the higher we think of ourselves, the better we’ll treat ourselves and allow others to treat us. It’s messed up where they’ve got us. It’s even more messed up where we keep ourselves.

I Love You,

Nova Giovanni

What do YOU think about this article and what do you believe ways to improve the conditions in the inner-city? I’d love to hear them. Email me at NovaSpeaks@gmail.com

The Quiet Genocide in Inner City Communities by Nova Giovanni

From the free Ebook, “The MisEdukation of the Nigga”

story by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I’m here with some Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul. The topic at hand is the genocide going on around us. By definition, genocide is: The deliberate killing of a large group of people, especially those of a particular ethnic group or nation. There is no need to ask whether genocide is happening in our American inner cities; it is quite evident. A more relevant question is: are these genocides being facilitated by a force INSIDE or OUTSIDE of the community? The simple answer is: BOTH. It is easy to play the blame game. However, let us remember that when we point our finger; at least three fingers are pointing back at ourselves.

First of all, the prevalence of alcohol and drug use in inner city communities is rampant. Visit any area dubbed as “The Hood” in America, look for a library, and count how many liquor stores you pass before arriving there. Instead of sharpening our minds, we are nearly force-fed intoxicants to pacify us and cloud our judgment. As a direct result, a hectic environment with a heightened crime rate is created. As far as drugs are concerned, there is no way to justify selling poison. However, a common myth is all drug dealers sell these poisons to live a glamorous life. In reality, this is hardly the case. There are many people selling drugs, but not many living a luxurious lifestyle. Perhaps, selling drugs is appealing to those seeking employment and can’t fathom another way of providing for their family. It is easy to look at a tree, criticizing the worn leaves and deformed branches. Just remember, every tree has a root. In reality, more gainful employment would eliminate the perceived need in many people to sell drugs. If you go days without feeding your dog, can you REALLY blame it for tearing open the trash and eating it?

“The instinct to survive is human nature itself, and every aspect of our personalities derives from it.” -Robert A. Heinlin

Another problem plaguing inner cities is bad health. The combination of sexual promiscuity, poor diets, and other factors are turning our communities into a breeding ground for disease from the youngest to the oldest. Sexually transmitted diseases, high blood pressure, high cholesterol, heart disease, obesity, and diabetes are bigger threats to our personal freedom than foreign terrorism ever has been. Easily accessible and unhealthy fast food establishments is only ushering us to our graves. In addition, the traditional diet we call “soul food” is killing us. Perhaps, it is called “soul food” because it sends us to our creator faster. Furthermore, a majority of people living in these neighborhoods don’t have health insurance. As a result they usually don’t seek medical help for their ailments until their illness is severe and oftentimes the damage is irreversible. Last but not least, another factor in this genocide, be it metaphorically or literally, is the so-called “War on Drugs.” I am far from being a conspiracy theorist, but it is evident that this “war” is also used an excuse to profile and arrest those in our impoverished communities. Consequently, young men are arrested, and become modern-day slaves in a scheme of prison industrialism. For example, Powhatan Correctional Center has a silkscreen, a print shop, and a license plate tag shop. To narrow it down, Powhatan Correctional Center makes ALL of the license plates for the state of Virginia at a rate of around one every 20 seconds. The last time I bought license plates for a new vehicle, it cost me 140 dollars. The inmates working in these tag shops (there are usually around fifty in the shop at a time) only to get a maximum of forty cents an hour. I’m sure we’re all familiar with the rumor that it costs an extreme amount of money to house inmates. That is merely propaganda. Prison is a very lucrative industry with a minimum annual profit of two billion dollars. Television lies, newspapers lie, but numbers don’t. In conclusion, there are many more facets to the genocide in our communities.

Anyone can talk about the problems, it is time to present solutions. I, Nova Giovanni, believe that one of the best ways to change things from the inside out is through education. Becoming formally educated and taking it upon ourselves to learn our own history would improve. Achieving higher education can help us become better established, eventually creating our own jobs and business; thus, employing others. Through self-education and researching the history of our respective cultures, it will definitely fill us with an added sense of pride. Me being African-American, after learning things most schools never teach us about our culture; I started carrying myself with more esteem. I learned Africans built some of the most grandiose and advanced civilizations, and my history didn’t begin with slavery as public schools would have us assume. Regardless of your ethnicity, I’m sure if you research it you’d be surprised to see what you find. After all, the higher we think of ourselves, the better we’ll treat ourselves and allow others to treat us. It’s messed up where they’ve got us. It’s even more messed up where we keep ourselves.

I Love You,

Nova Giovanni

What do YOU think about this article and what do you believe ways to improve the conditions in the inner-city? I’d love to hear them. Email me at NovaSpeaks@gmail.com

The Top 5 Reasons Why I PREFER Black Women by Nova Giovanni

 

Hello, loyal reader. Before I begin this list, I’d like to state the fact that it is possible to like one thing without disliking the other and I am fully capable of this feat. Therefore, my reasons for preferring Black women in no way automatically means I dislike women of other races.

The following is only five of MANY reasons why I (Nova Giovanni) prefer to date Black women. I’m sure there are a lot of men who share the very same sentiments:

1. A Black Woman Can Relate to “The Black Experience: As a Black man, there are certain things we experience that other races don’t. Even our thinking is different, and a Black woman can relate to it. If I’m driving and a police car is behind me, I get nervous. A Black woman won’t ask a seemingly (to me) dumb question like, “why do the police make you nervous if you aren’t breaking the law?

2. Black Women Season Their Food: Most Black women season their food in a way that is pleasing to my taste buds. Before you accuse me of perpetuating a stereotype, remember that there is a bit of truth sprinkled in most stereotypes (sprinkle, seasoning – you see what I did there? Lol). Furthermore, coming from a multicultural family, I’ve seen this stereotype proven true time and time again. Put a blindfold on me, sit me at a cookout table, and witness me taste the difference between my White aunt’s and my Black aunt’s potato salad.

3. Black Women Have Brown Nipples: I prefer brown nipples (remember, this article is about my preferences). Pink nipples remind me of pepperonis. I hate pork!!! Enough said.

4. I Love Black women’s Hair: I love it all, ever texture and length. I love every kink, curl, and hue. Even if it is weave. You paid for it, lady. Mix and match it, glue and stitch it, show off your arts and crafts skills. Show the world you creativity has no limitations, Black woman!

5. I Love a Black Woman’s Strength: Going back and reiterating the point made in the foreword, this doesn’t mean women of other races aren’t strong. However, Black women emit a different kind of strength. Turning on the television, logging onto the internet, or opening a magazine and seeing that the world isn’t playing fair when it comes to you is enough to hurt the average person’s self-esteem. Not a Black woman though. Most of the Black women media broadcasts is the image of an obnoxious, lazy, and/or dumbed down woman. In my personal life, I know and have dated way more professional, intelligent, and career having Black women than what popular culture depicts. I’m not even going to speak in depth about the slew of Black men who attempt to make Black women feel uncomfortable in their own skin (that would be a whole separate article.) Brothers, we can prefer to date outside of our race without attempting to hurt the egos of Black women in the process. Nova Knows.

I Love You (even if you’re not Black),

Nova Giovanni

Nova Giovanni is owner and head writer at www.NovaGiovanni.com and also the author of the underground classic “Ramen Noodle Soup for the Soul”, available at www.NovaGiovanni.com/bookfor only $2.99

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Hoodrat Reform Pt. 1: A Child Is Not A Trophy by Nova Giovanni

Hello, loyal reader. I know its been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you. I shouldn’t have left you without a dope article to reflect to. The newest topic is these hoodrats. Not just hoodrats, but hoodrats with hoodrat habits affecting the whole hood. You follow? You see – the hoodrat’s behavior and lack of morality spills over to every community. Their children intermingle with our children, giving our offsprings hoodrat tendencies. They take all the good groceries off the shelves on the 1st of every month. So on and so forth.

First things first, recognize this – a child is not a trophy. I’m sick and damn tired of seeing these pregnant hoodrats parading around with their big bellies, treating it like they accomplished something. I’m not negating the fact that a child is a blessing, but a child is also a responsibility. If the only things you talk about regarding that unborn child is all the cute outfits it’ll wear or the cute name you have for it – you are truly lost. How will you provide for this child? What school will it attend? What kind of future are you preparing for it?

Furthermore, since birds of a feather flock together – your hoodrat friends aren’t guiding you in the right direction. All the fellow hoodrats in your ear, dismissing that child’s father – where will THEY be after you have birthed the child? Do you think they are going to babysit? HELL NO!!! They’ll be too busy dumping THEIR children off with someone else and participating in hoodrat activities. After you’ve had that child, and you’re left with nothing but stretch marks and stress – what will you do? Don’t you know that the hoodrats you hang out with want your children fatherless and without a constant man in their lives – just like theirs? Women envy each other. Let me correct that – GIRLS envy each other. Hoodrats aren’t women. Hoodrats are girls in women’s bodies.

Men, don’t think I’ve let you off the hook either. A child is more than a picture in your wallet that you show off to strangers to prove your sexual organs work. What are YOU doing when it comes to your seed? I’m really tired of hearing the “my babymama is keeping me from my child” excuses. If you want anything bad enough – you’ll get it. Perhaps, this will teach you to be more careful with the women you insert your penis into. Nova Knows…

In conclusion, get your shit together. There is more to a child than making them look cute and parading them around in front of your so-called friends. At the end of the day, that child has a future – at least give it a fighting chance in this harsh world. If you can’t respect that, your whole perspective is wack.

I Love You,

NovaGiovanni

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