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ALICIA BANKS

Public Intellectual, Educator, Scholar, Radio Producer & Host, Columnist, Singer

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REVOLUTIONARY AFRICAN TRUTH

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PROOF OF CONSPIRACY:

ON GLORIA NAYLOR’S “1996”

{This column is dedicated to my dear warrior Queen Kola Boof who speaks truth when she says:“We are much of the same muchness”…Love Always, AB}

“Your own government is selling your children drugs, and you don't seem to care. Your own government has given away the power of the people and you don't seem to care. There is an apathy that is running rabid in this country that is deadly. Whether or not there are aliens, we are truly now at this moment a nation of sheep. And ladies and gentlemen, I assure you that sheep are always led to the slaughter. But it does not have to be that way. There is tremendous power in knowledge. There is also tremendous power in secrecy. Take away that secrecy, you make sure that you are informed, and you can change things." --William Cooper, ex-CIA agent, author of the definitive book on The New World Order, “Behold a Pale Horse”, murdered by secret United States government agents in Apache County, Arizona on May 11, 2001.


I adore Gloria Naylor as a Black literary giant. I also adore her ebony skin and luscious Afrikan locks. I revere her classic book and film “The Women of Brewster Place”.

I rarely see myself on film. I am an afrocentric lesbian femme who loves clones exclusively. Most black lesbians on film are super butch studs, thugz, or lesbian clones of O.J. Simpson. Most lesbians in media are exclusively white, like 99.9% of the cast of “The L Word”.

In “The Women of Brewster Place”, Gloria created the two most realistic and positive lesbians that I have ever seen on film. Paula Kelly and Lonette McKee took Gloria’s literary excellence to a new level with their stellar performances as afrocentric political lesbians, at war with gossiping Black gaybashers and a Black male rapist. [An aside: I adore Glenn Plummer’s acting too (“Small Time”, “South Central”, “100 Kilos”, “Saw II”, “Ruby’s Bucket of Blood”…). But, he was horridly miscast here. He is way too short and skinny to rape a healthy amazon like Lonette! This is the only flaw in an otherwise flawless film. Lonette would have beaten his scrawny ass down to a bloody pulp, and left him clumped in that alley like a pile of red dung!)]

I love America conditionally. It is the best country in the world. The blood of my stolen African ancestors enriches its soil. I am an African-American, I am not an African. I revere and adore my unique African history upon American soil. I love the depth of its duality.

Like Mahalia Jackson sings: “Sometimes I feel like a motherless child”. Like Ray Charles croons: “America, God shed its grace on thee”. I feel lonely and blessed in America. America is no balm or utopia. America is a country that is still, rabidly and increasingly, racist, sexist, and homo-hating. As an African-American lesbian, my life is a trilogy of terror and sorrow.

Two of my favorite films of all time are “The Net” and “Enemy of the State”. I love the casts and the realistic plots. Most of all, I love the political truths at the heart of both films. Even more saddening and terrifying than these films is Gloria’s Naylor’s book entitled “1996”.

Gloria has always been a revered and diverse author. But, what I feel for 1996 goes far beyond artistic reverence. Now, she is truly a rebel warrior and shero. This superb novel autobiographically details an actual conspiracy. 1996 reads with the rebel choreopoem cadence of Ntzoke Shange. It haunts with the racial and political wisdom of Nikki Giovanni. It ebbs with the masterful storytelling pace of Toni Morrison. It burns with the quiet fire of Alice Walker. It roars with the lioness rage of Kola Boof.

Gloria bravely exposes the true story of documented government mind control and secret weaponry within 1996. It recounts how the National Security Agency (NSA) tortured her during the year 1996. As Gloria describes it: “I know some people will say that Gloria Naylor just lost it in 1996. There’s nothing I can do about that assumption. But people who have been victims will read this as a true story.”

Gloria’s year long nightmare begins with an annoying and eccentric neighbor who owns a throng of pestering cats. This rude and racist neighbor happens to be the sister of a NSA agent. Gloria’s feud with her escalates into a top secret NSA mission. The NSA solicits the collusion of the Anti-Defamation League (ADL). Her local nuisances mushroom into a national horror.

In 1996, Gloria Naylor defies demonic federal government harassers. She faces their torture all alone, as friends betray her and oblivious fans are afar. She does so even as government agents seek to electronically invade her thoughts and literally drive her to the brink of sanity. Yet, she defeats all of the villains in the end. Sometimes, fighting back is all it takes to nullify a bully. Even one who is an agent of the federal government with really powerful hi-tech toys.

For those blind patriots who require more than the clarity of her saga to see the truth, Gloria concludes this classic book with a formal list of federal and private resources for research on mind control. She also reprints documented case studies of other US citizens abused by government agents. This masterful book also includes copies of actual legal documents from federal lawsuits by litigants who were also victims of high tech torture. And, an extensive bibliography of impressive articles and websites that document the reality of mind control are also included in this classic book.

Like Gloria, I refuse to ever live in fear. I have been monitored since I was a 16 year old president of a Youth Chapter of the NAACP in Illinois. We were teen activists who stopped a white male federal judge from destroying the lives of two severely mentally impaired local black boys who had been charged with the alleged rape of a less mentally impaired white girl at our local high school…I am most certain that my long FBI file began then...

Ever since that time, I have been passionately and publicly involved in many other political issues and with many other rebel organizations and fellow warriors. And, I have found monitoring devices in my homes. My rebel activities and allies include: MOVE, Mutulu Shakur, Wayne Williams, WBML, WRFG, Ramona Afrika, Janine Afrika, The Radio Free Griots, Eloquent Fury, Mumia Abu-Jamal, hypo-christians, homosexuals, and many more…

All of this is public information in my FBI file. I could not care less about that file. I will never fear death. Like Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., I will only fear people who have found nothing worth dying for. Death is a gift to tormented souls like mine. Life is eternal. I am an acient and weary soul who truly believes that I will reincarnate into a blissful and peaceful life next time…

I was a radio star in Atlanta, Georgia from 1989-1996. I hosted a weekly FM show called “Les Chanteuses Africaines” that featured uniquely diverse musical and literary voices of Black women. I also simultaneously hosted a radical and revolutionary daily AM talk radio show called “Outlook”.

Today, I am an educator of children and adults in Little Rock, Arkansas. Arkansas radio is vapid and closed. I miss both shows so very much that it often causes me physical pain...I know I will reclaim my radio thrones someday. But, I doubt that reclamation will ever occur in Arkansas.

Once on the air at WIGO in Atlanta, the FBI’s Secret Service called the radio station’s office to shut down my show. I refused to leave the mic. My cowardly neocon general manager was visibly shaken, but I adamantly refused to leave the studio. I never fear the demonic cowards that ruin this world.

The Secret Service agent claimed that I was committing a felony by threatening the life of a federal justice. I was not! I was discussing Spike Lee’s classic film “The Drop Squad”. I was asking callers to submit their lists of persons who needed to be “Dropped”. Clarence was the house nigger of the month at the time of that legendary broadcast, and his name kept popping up on all the callers’ lists.

Not only did I refuse to leave the studio. I boldly and immediately told my listeners exactly how I was being harassed by the Secret Service at that very moment. The phones exploded with droves more callers listing Clarence. If I was going to lose my show, I was going to do so with dignity and style.

My media attorney upheld me after the show. I returned to my show the next day with renewed popularity and strength. Nothing happened. I had done nothing wrong!

Kola Boof is one of my dearest friends. Despite all of the lewd lies that haters spew about us, we have never been lovers. I am a lesbian. And, Kola is a heterosexual. In spite of all our lying haters, we will always be kindred warrior sisters. Kola is harassed by international demons far more than Gloria and I have ever been. As Gloria stated, Kola and I do not see this book as a work of fiction because it’s tale is our daily reality. And, Like Maya Angelou, still we rise.

1996 is a rebel work of courage and candor. It is evidence of the evils that agents of the USA do globally. Gloria’s story is a classic example of the technological tortures of tyrants. She has penned a vivid illustration of the illegal wire tapping that President Select Shrub (George W. Bush) and his rabid Republikkkan ilk so eagerly champion.

You must read 1996 today. You will not be able to put it down until you have devoured every page. You will never be able to deny that mind control experiments and conspiracies are realities again. It will leave you insatiably hungry for more truth, more research, and more rebellion.

{Dear Ms. Naylor: Thank you for your regal bravery and Black beauty. Please continue to rebel as you refuse to be broken. We need you and your work…AB},

Here are a few quotes from the superb 1996:


I am in a battle for my mind. If I stop now, they’ll have won, and I will lose myself.

…as a writer, I thought for a living. Now those thoughts were under attack…To be able to read someone’s mind, not in the year 3000, but right here in Brooklyn in 1996. It was the ultimate use of power, the ultimate rape.

I don’t know what bothered me the most. The surveillance or the fact that they had the ability to hack into my computer.

The doubt that I now had about friendship, knowing that they had the power to infiltrate my life and use many friends as operatives for their cause.

The government could always depend upon the fact that there were legions of people waiting in line to help.

Paranoia is a slow poison, and a lethal one.

Most people who love this country don’t trust the government.

“The weapons of tomorrow will not be aimed at hitting your body. They will also be aimed at your mind – Armen Victorian”

I know it is happening to me because it’s happening to me.


2007


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