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I am an American!
Growing up I never thought of Independence Day as a holiday. It was just the day that competed with my birthday, July 3, 1970 – My Sleep…Explained http://muatatruthtelling.blogspot.com/.
 
I also never felt any sense of American pride on the Fourth of July. Conversely, living via learning has humbly changed me in ways that have faintly defied my Fred Hampton militancy.
Without releasing all of my Nat Turner defiance, I have altered my opinions regarding the day that solidified America’s vicious Conquest and Imperialism. Note the word…altered. Believing that the United States has been a diabolical system of biblical Roman supremacy and tyranny, I cannot relinquish all of my Bob Marley sentiment. 

 
I would like to believe that I am anew. That I am getting better with age, and not soft. Or, perhaps  
I am an American…?

Would I be the turncoat of the Black Power Movement if I completely embraced American ideals?
No. I would not. I would be…well…I am a lawful resident who has decided to stand knee deep in the essence of American citizenry, not in Her local and long distance annihilation. 

Thankfully, I owe this new thought to the Buffalo Soldiers and my uncles who served in America’s military:
*Jerry Lee Payne
Espousal of this is my patriotic rally call, and not me standing and reciting The Pledge of Allegiance. It is rebellious recognition. It is a high honor. It is the principle of the matter – and the matter is that African Americans are Americans whether we like it or not. 

The principle is the integrity. Integrity has built the dignity. All I wanted to be is dignified in my citizenship. With gratitude, I gained the dignity on my terms – and not in earning a passing grade in Western Civilization. 

Hopefully, we –America’s black citizens- did cook out, ate the usual summer menu items, consumed domestic beer, popped-off fireworks, and learned from the many scenes in the movie, Glory- on America’s birthday.  
*On July 18, 1863 the 54th Massachusetts attacked Fort Wagner (depicted in the movie "Glory" and W. H. Carney was awarded a Congressional Medal of Honor many years later.


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