The Parable of the Farmer the Fox the Dog and the Wolf (a metaphor for Black,White liberal and White Conservative relationships)


There was a poor farmer who had a small farm. He kept a chicken coop & a pig pen next to a yard he tended his sheep. The farmer had to stay vigilante because the sly fox would steal his chickens & eggs & the ravenous wolf would eat his pigs, his sheep & even attack him when the winters were hard & the deer & rabbits were scarce. Despite the greater threat of the wolf the farmer liked the wolf far more so than the fox because the wolfs actions were direct & bold. The wolf would howl when near & made his presence known when attacking. The bold wolf even would confront the farmers dog head to head & this usually gave the farmer time enough to grab his shot gun & run the wolf off. The fox on the other hand was sly & witty. The fox would sneak quietly in the dark of night & snatch a chicken or two usually with out a sound. The fox was smart enough to even divert the farmers dog’s attention else where by leading him on a chase around the farm & surrounding hillside. Ditching the dog & leaving it confused the fox would go about his sneaky business of stealing chickens & eggs. This angered the farmer deeply because the farmer felt a fool every time the fox got away with its tricks. One hard winter the farmer awoke to both the squaks of the chickens & the squeals & cries of the pig & sheep.


The farmers dog barked loudly seeming to beg the farmer to run towards his direction where he guarded the sheep. The farmer being only one man couldn’t run to both the chicken coop & the pig pen at the same time so he was frozen with indecision. Then the farmer thought about how he’d been made to look the fool by the fox time & time again & his temper began to boil. The farmer snatched his shot gun & ran towards his chicken coop at top speed. The sly & witty fox always keeping his ears pricked heard the farmer stampeding towards the chicken coop & was gone in a flash leaving only feathers, broken eggs, frighten hens & an empty nest that belonged to the chicken he ran off with clutched between his jowls. The farmer seeing this was not only further angered but a bolt of fear suddenly struck through him as he remembered his squealing pigs & crying sheep. Dashing towards the pig pen & the sheep’s fenced yard his heart dropped as he saw the carnage & destruction left in the wake of the wolf’s rampage. In a panic the sheep had broken the fence that kept them corralled & all but 2 had run into the nearby forest. The pig pen’s slop trough was overturned & 2 pigs lay bleeding from wounds inflected by the wolfs claw & fang. Another pig huddled in fear in a corner of the pen & it didn’t take long for the farmer to take his count & notice a young sow was missing. The farmer imagined the young sow being drug into the nearby forest so the wolf could feast undisturbed by the angry farmer & his shot gun.


The farmer sat on his porch, shot gun gripped tightly & pondered his misfortune but soon smiled as he saw his trusted dog leading several sheep back towards the farm. The following week the farmer was again awakened by his dog barking. Again the farmer remembering the fox had again played him the fool unthinkingly rushed to his chicken coop but the coop was quiet. The barking had come from the pig pen behind the chicken coop. This time however the damage to his pigs was thrice as bad. The wolf seemingly understood the farmer wouldn’t run towards the pig pen & sheep yard 1st so had taken the time to drag off not only a sow but several piglets. The panicked pigs had broken both the pig pen & the sheep’s fence & again the sheep had run off over the hills & into the forest. The farmer then looked around and saw his dog whimpering while licking a savage wound the wolf had inflected on the farmer’s trusted guardian. Realizing what had occurred the farmer was struck with sadness. As the farmer treated his dogs wounds he suddenly had a burst of wisdom & saw through his own folly. The farmer recognized he’d been so angered by the sly & witty foxes ability to constantly trick him that he was blinded to the greater danger posed by the ravenous wolf. The farmer not only had lost another hen & a few eggs but the farmer also had lost the more valuable sheep & pigs & would have to fix his pig pen & fence with money he simply did not have. Beyond all of this the farmer nearly lost the life of his trusted & faithful dog who had warned him of the wolfs threat. The farmer pledged to himself to heed the barking of his dog because it was the dog that spent his day amongst the pig, sheep & chickens & knew the fox & wolf well thus knew which of the two were to be feared the most. The farmer realized that both the fox & wolf were his enemies but in this situation he could only deal with one at a time & in his blind anger he’d ran to attack the wrong foe. The farmer pledged to never allow this to happen again. In case the fox struck again he’d reinforce the chicken coop doors & windows & patch up every whole & crack in the coop the fox could wiggle through. From this point forward the farmer focused on finding, hunting & killing the wolf that had ravaged his farm while studying the foxes habits as to deal with the fox more wisely in the future….after the wolf was long gone or dead & buried.


So what does this parable mean? What does it allude to? Most African Americans specifically within the conscious community have heard of the term “Southern Wolf vs. the Northern Fox”


Malcolm X famously used this analogy in several of his speeches. The message carried in this phrase is that it is better & easier to deal with the obvious & outward enemy (in this case the racist Southern Wolf) as opposed to the secretly & passive aggressive racist ie: the Northern Fox. Today this comment has been morphed into “Liberal & Democratic” foxes & “Conservative Republican Wolves” As most I understand as we say “where Brotha Malcolm was coming from” when he made this comment. The comment rings even more true when you recognize many Black voters in the past & present voted naively thinking a politician would keep his or her promises out of mere moral obligation. The truth is Blacks have been used by many so called Democratic friends & this rightfully leaves a bad taste in ones mouth…however one of the things I point out is that voting for the “Wolf” will leave you headless with out a mouth not just feeling politically duped.

We must also recognize the ravenous Wolf has become more desperate thus deadly in this harsh winter called the Trump presidency. We see this in the increase of racially motivated murders and mass shootings committed by White males holding Alt-Right wing conservative beliefs.

John Cole / Scranton Times Tribune



Not voting at all only allows those who are like minded as the Wolf to declare & create laws that will continue to keep us as a people stagnated. What must be done is for we as a people to become more politically educated so we learn how to use our voting power correctly. The Fox is only dangerous when you forget or don’t recognize he is a fox. We think only voting will do the trick but most of us know little to nothing about lobbying. When I say we’ve never implemented the tool of voting correctly this is one of the things I’m alluding to.


The Farmer represents the African-American people and Black peoples throughout the diaspora. Just as the Famer Black people must decide what is the best course of action in the face of systemic oppression. The chickens,eggs, sheep and pig represent the gains Back people have achieved in the face of systemic oppression ie: The elimination of Jim Crow laws, the right to Vote and the many economic gains Blacks have acquired. As the farmer the Black community must stay vigilant and guard against those gains being taken and stolen by the Wolf and Fox.

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The Dog in the parable is the conscious Black element who understand the importance of voting and lobbying in a full unified front. The Dog also represents the Black militant element who are ready to do battle with the racist wolf.

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Over all the main message with in the parable is….

You Must Deal With The Wolf Whilst Keeping Your Eye on The Fox


White lady trying to call the police on a Black man for ordering a milk shake (or my experience with Mickey D’s Mary)

Mickey D's Mary

There literally is an epidemic of White folk calling the police on Black folk for mundane non-threatening behavior. I just saw a news segment about a 11 year old who had the police called on him for selling news papers 😣

11 yr old new paper 911 call

Black people end up dead when these race motivated calls are made. Tamir Rice who was shot for having a toy gun because a White lady called 911 on him is a perfect example.

Both these 911 callers need to be fined if not jailed!

Last Saturday I was at the McDonalds in San Francisco’s Fillmore district at Golden Gate St. & Fillmore St. and I hear this White chick asking the manager to call the police on this brotha who was talking to himself while using those new self serve kiosk to place his order. At first I didn’t know who she was so “threatened or troubled” by so I asked her “who are you concerned about” I guess she didn’t know I’d over heard her so she goes “I don’t know what you are talking about” So now I raise my voice & say “I’m a community advocate & I’m talking about the person you wanted the police called on…im from this community & I simply wanted to help deal with the situation with out calling the police” After that brief back and forth a brother who recognized me as #hughemc stepped away from the kiosk & greeted me & went off on a tangent about Bay Area Hip-Hop artist #jtthebiggafigga & some musical instruments (like literal instruments like trombones & tubas & shyt😂) he was supposed to get for JT. So I’m was like “oh snap” this gotta be the dude the White chick wanted to call the police on. I talk to the guy for a minute & yes he “spoke with a heavy push” & was “tangential” as we say in the clinical profession but he wasn’t dangerous or a harm to himself. He was going on a mile a minute until I politely pointed out “bruah your orders ready” He thanked me, grabbed his milk shake & bounced. I see “McDonald’s Mary”🤣 grabbing her order & I step to her explaining “she was doing to much”(but in a slightly perturbed professional manner😜) She 1st goes “why did you say that so loud” & I was like “well when I asked you who you were concerned about you lied like I didn’t know what the Hell I was talking about so eer yeah I put you on public blast” (I hate, I mean I really hate & cannot stand when people try to gaslight me – “I don’t know what you talking about”😣I’m like biiiotch if you don’t stop playing) She goes on how she’s a foreigner as if that explains her racism (bitch had no accent so if she wasn’t from Canada I even doubt that was the truth) then her friend jumps in trying to apologize. I say “hey if your sincere I’ll accept it but if it’s not well you get what I’m saying” (translation “fuck you & your apology in coded poli’tese) I wish I’d said “you shouldn’t be the one apologizing) I took pictures of this dynamic duo but scrambled the faces…why? well the calling of the cops was aborted & I more wanted to document the incident & start a conversation about the incident. People are tempted to give Whites a pass on this kinda shyt especially scared White women but fuck that police are illegally beating & killing Black folk. Calling the police on a guy for talking to him self while ordering a milk shake is asinine. I mean that’s me any given day😂 The thing is Whites view police totally different than Blacks do…primarily because we have a very different relationship with them. To them the police are the good guys. To us they are storm troopers and an occupying force in our neighborhoods. This rash of Whites calling the police on Blacks for innocuous behavior has definitely increased but its far from a new phenomena. I’ve had a White lady call me a bunch of bitches then point at a near by police station and threaten to call them. I told her “go right ahead” because unbeknownst to her I knew most of the cops at that station and I had my SF City and County badge so I was looking forward to all that to blow up in her face…but anyway. There should be a financial if not criminal penalty for calling the cops for harmless behavior. I mean you pulling a fire alarm is a crime. It should be the same for calling the police on innocent Black people simply living their lives doing things White folk do everyday with no hassle.  This shyt has gotten way out of hand  #whitescallingpoliceononblacksfornothing

So I Swing…



Life can beat you down & leave your spirit battered & bruised. 
My spirit is resilient but I ache,I cry, I languish in the depths of my pain thinking of loves & loved ones lost 
My mind flooded with all the regrets men who have lived a life such as mine have. 
Chances not taken….dice left unthrown
A hand unplayed
Folded because a combination of fear & oppression stared me down 
The poker face of life’s hard knocks
Yet I continue to play
Yet I continue to rise to a bell rang in the arena of life
Ready to dance – Ali…MJ
I shuffle, I bob & I weave …ropa-dope’n
And I take my blows rolling with what punches I can & gritting my teeth on what punches find their mark
My brow sweaty, my body sore but my back unbent
So I swing
I swing for the fences,I throw hailmarys & haymakers
Realising as long as I fight I win & if I stop I loose
So I hear my momma in my ear whispering
Swing little Tookie swing 
Send that bullie running,crying on home

The God vs The Donkey aka Charlemagne vs Jason Lee Whitlock (Another look into the Uncle Tom mentality)


I just came across this diatribe between Jason Whitlock and Charlemagne and I immediately wanted to give the God a high-five. The thing is the issue Charlemagne addressed is complicated for non-Blacks to understand. Yeah Charlemagne could have presented his argument in a different manner and the Emit Till reference could be said to be too “strong” but the truth of the matter is that it was not too “wrong”. We Black men know all too well how it is to deal with a White female(or White person period) who is scared of you for no other reason but the fact you’re a Black man. I’ll admit I felt Lavar Ball could have responded to Kristine’s pestering questions with more savvy and tact but his irritation is well understood when you take in consideration Kristine’s prior comments about Ball. As he said he felt she was “a hater” and had no desire to dialogue with her.  I also agree she played the shocked and incredulous victim after goading Ball into a response.

Below is the whole interview between Leahy and Ball.

I don’t want to harp on the dynamic of White fear of Black masculinity (that’s a research paper, novel, multi episode editorial, etc with in its self. I want to address the issue of the uncle Tom dynamic that causes these super Toms to come forward and champion the “massa’s” cause. It seems I’m running into these Jesse Lee Peterson types more and more today.  Malcolm X described the mentality of the Uncle Tom perfectly in his “House Negro/Field Negro” analogy

“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’, the 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?'”

-Malcolm X

Jason Whitlock is saying to Kristine Leahy “we sick boss”? “Did that mean negro hurt your feelings?”

As Malcolm X describes, Blacks like Jason Lee Whitlock identify with the master more so than the master identifies with his own self. So much so you hear and see Jason Lee Whitlock taking it upon himself to come to Kristine Leahy’s defense. As with most media “Toms” Whitlock has priors of attacking Black celebrities and athletes.  From Serena Williams to Lebron James to Colin Kaepernick,  Whitlock has attacked African Americans athletes with the most derisive language attacking those who have stood up for social issues in particular . I ask myself what makes these Toms tick? The human mind intrigues me and I seriously wonder what part of the psyche and soul has died in order for this Uncle Tom survival mechanism to manifest.  Yes Uncle Tom’ism is a survival trait. The Uncle Tom mentality is a mental illness diagnosed with in the DSM-V (Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders 5th Edition)  I love pointing this fact out to sell outs, bed wenches and toms. It’s like “hey yo you crazy…no.. no you really crazy”. I’d never heard of this fat fucker Jason Whitlock until I’d seen Charlemagne blast him on the Breakfast Club. He’s obviously one of those Black faces that Whites use to justify their own racism and appease any guilt they may feel behind said racism. When you here someone White say “see a Black guy said it” they’re usually talking about a Jason Whitlock type.

The thing is just like racism the Uncle Tom Mentality is a spectrum. You’ll be hard pressed to find a Tom that’s a total sell out. Most Tom’s I find actually think they are doing things to improve the Black community. The problem is that Tom’s can’t see or refuse to see the impact of systemic racism (ie: White supremacy) thus fail to see trying to simply amalgamate into a system that systemically oppresses you and your people is…well insane. The brother @ABtheHero breaks down Jason Whitlock’s response to Charlemagne giving him the Donkey of the Day.

In this clip he’s basically saying he’s not a Tom and that he hasn’t been cooning then proceeds to run off a list of deeds and actions he has done to champion Black issues and causes…he does this right after he names four old White men that can verify he hasn’t made his career off attacking Black athletes. He then ask Charlemagne to engage in debate with him without hurling insults but he seems to forget the ugly comments he’s made about Serena and other Black athletes he’s written about….again crazy talk. He also states Serana, Lebron and other athletes are ‘strong” enough to take “his” criticism but I’d ask Whitlock “well isn’t Kristine Leahy strong enough to handle Charlemagne and Lavar Balls critique?

As I said earlier I wonder what part of the Tom’s soul/psyche has been killed in order to allow the Uncle Tom mental state to rise to prominence. I always doubt it’s been totally done away with because as we see in Jason Whitlock’s response to receiving the Donkey of the Day the need to justify his actions by denying his Tom’ism is strong enough for him to record a response to Charlemagne.

One of the primary things we must do in our Black Cultural Revolution is to constantly and consistently call these Toms out for their coonery.

For those who’ve yet to see Charlemagne’s full bitch slapping of Jason Whitlock you can watch below

Prophecies of the Present (a poem)


Prophecies of the Present

The world having traversed a third of its heavenly course 

The Platonic year near complete

The gods, infernal and divine stand ready to unleash prophecies long forgotten

Of Dido and Pygmalion

Of Memnon and Andromeda

Amongst the stone & rubble Albion’s children will remember the ways of Eirene to late

Having dwelt in their hubris to long, they ran dancing to their own ruin

The lion, the leopard, the rooster joined by the compass

Look on disconcertedly as the bear, faux naïf cleverly pulls the strings of the arrogant eagle

Gog and Magog snigger as Riphath and Tarshish decedents are duped

The dragon ever wise watches, keeping the goshawk perilously tethered

Arimu in turmoil may cause the blue turban to rise from Ishmael’s seed

All the while from with in the bowels of the behemoth you hear the Kushite’s muffled cries for justice

Of Moors and Mongols (a poem)


When the moon is in Mars & the sun is in Saturn,

Long after the towers of Gemini have fallen & the mood set for the mad trumpeter to play to his ruin.

After Bacon’s dream is pushed to the edge of nightmare and Kings dream has been rendered close to  peril,

400 seasons thus will the false heirs of Romulus & Remus be vexed, the zealots of Hakenkruez flag laying in tatters,

Venus then eclipsed, with aurum et ferro both Moor & Mongol shall meet at the Rhine.

About this poem:

For anyone who has ever read a translation of Michel de Nostredame bka Nostradamus’s prophecies the influence of his quatrains is evident. This is a poem I’ve had running around in my head for years. I didn’t receive this poems subject matter while in a prophetic trance as Nostradamus received his quatrains but I will say I feel it is a prophecy of sorts. The way prophecy plays out can be varied and in many cases is subject to the interpretation of those effected (or not effected) by prophecy. I’m interested in seeing what readers think this “poetic prophecy” is alluding to.


Sir Morien and the Black presence in Medieval Europe (or the real Black Knight)


I thought about writing this in celebration of Black History Month after watching the BBC’s “Merlin” series. In the series they cast quite a few Black actors and even cast actress Angel Coulby as Queen Guinevere. This is how Im usually motivated to do my research. Being an autodidactic learner I either see or read something interesting and I go digging to see if I can find an example of it in art,literature or history. I love digging up little known and obscure facts about Black history through out the world so delving into the legend of Sir Morien was a pleasure

We’ve all heard of the “black Knight” of the King Arthur legend but there literally was a “Black” knight in King Arthur’s court. His name was Sir Morien & his tale is recorded in a 13th Century Dutch Manuscript. This tale more than likely existed in oral tradition & older text that no longer survive. There were actually quite a few people of African decent in medieval & ancient Europe. Sir Morien like King Arthur more than likely is a mythical figure based on an amalgamation of historic figures. Sir Morien more than likely was based on the leader of the Roman Theban Legion St. Maurice who himself has elements of legend attached to him.


St. Maurice and Pope (probably Nicholas V)

Sir Morien is described in the text as such:

“He was all black, even as I tell ye: his head, his body, and his hands were all black, saving only his teeth. His shield and his armour were even those of a Moor, and black as a raven…

Had they not heard him call upon God no man had dared face him, deeming that he was the devil or one of his fellows out of hell, for that his steed was so great, and he was taller even than Sir Lancelot, and black withal, as I said afore…

When the Moor heard these words he laughed with heart and mouth (his teeth were white as chalk, otherwise was he altogether black)…”

For a full read I recommend this sight which has the full tale

 Another Black  Character in the Arthurian legends is Feirerfiz

Feirefiz is referred to as being a Saracen & his mother is the Moorish Queen Belcane (or Belacane) a Black woman & his father the fictional French King Gahmuret a White man

(for a synopsis of the tale see Percival)

Many early Medieval Europeans may not have understood what children of bi-racial relationships would look like so they discribed Feirefiz as having patchy black & white skin Some also theorize the writers may have been describing a Black person with vitiligo.


“Feirefiz is a character in Wolfram von Eschenbach’s Arthurian poem Parzival. He is the half-brother of Parzival, the story’s hero. He is the child of their father Gahmuret’s first marriage to the Moorish queen Belacane (Italian: “lovely meat”), and equals his brother in knightly ability. Because his father was white and his mother black, Feirefiz’s skin consists of black and white patches. His appearance is compared to that of a magpie or a parchment with writing on it, though he is considered very handsome. There exists a skin disease, Vitiligo, which produces such underpigmented patches across the body.”

A Black person in Medieval Europe may seem like an anachronism but Black Africans were more widely known to the North Western European than our mainstream history would have us believe. The fact you have such tales this early in North Western European  history points to the presence of Black people in Western Europe during the medieval period.



The two above examples of medieval art are of Black African knights and noble men,one apparently of a king being crowned.

Its plausible that Black Africans absorbed the North Western feudal culture easily being that in Africa you had a tradition of horseman ship and mounted armored warriors also dating back to West Africa’s  Medieval period

Begharmi Lancers

Knights of the Savanna


Men dressed in traditional clothes ride horses during Durbar festival in Kano

As we see from the above pictures this armored horse riding tradition is still alive today

Archeology also proves Black Africans were present in Europe during the earliest parts of the Medieval period. The remains of a 4th century Black woman were found in Brittan.



Blacks obviously migrated into Southern and North Western Europe throughout history as another ancient skeleton dating circa 3 AD the “Beachy Head Lady” pictured above confirms. Like the remains discovered in York these remains discovered in the    South East England county of East Sussex are of a Sub Saharan female.


Those of use who are familiar with archeology and genetic research understand it was Black Africans who ventured out of Africa reaching Europe and Asia around 60k to 40k years ago as this reconstructed bust tells us.


This skull reconstruction is of the 1st homo sapiens sapiens in Europe dating to about 35k years ago.

As for Black Africans in Europe during the upper Paleolithic I recommend this documentary

So from these examples we see the Black African has long been in Europe prior to the Arab or Trans Atlantic slave trades. There are many more examples of artistic depictions of medieval Black Noble and common folk through out Europe. The below images are from the Medieval period ie: 4th century to 14th century(To the best of my knowledge). I am happy to say there are so many of these pieces of art representing peoples of Black African ancestry in Europe I grew tired of sorting through them & separating the many Renaissance art pieces and those that were made prior to the 15th century. I can only imagine how many more remain hidden or undiscovered.






European Crusaders and Moors clashing




Note the Brother with the Afro sitting in the back(yes I too laughed as I wrote this)


1100 AD England






St. Maurice 13th Century,Germany




From the famous “Book of Games” or Libro de los Juegos” by King Alphonso X (circa 12 AD)

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