Mumia Abu-Jamal Update

Robert (101607.2566@CompuServe.COM)
28 Sep 96 18:54:10 EDT


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Date: 28.09.1996 09:34

Subject:Mumia Abu-Jamal Update

!*FREE MUMIA!- BACK IN COURT OCT. 1ST/ "2PACALYPSE NOW" BY MAJ

September 26, 1996

Warm Greetings, Mumia Supporters and supporters of freedom
and justice for ALL Political Prisoners of War!

Sorry! I re-posted some previously posted articles by Mumia this
morning in error. Following the action alert below are the two
articles I intended to post.

FORWARD EVER, BACKWARD NEVER!
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VERONICA MUST TESTIFY!
SABO MUST GO!

JOIN THE FIGHT TO FREE MUMIA

The Pennsylvania Supreme Court has ordered Mumia Abu-Jamal's
case be sent back to Judge Sabo's courtroom to determine whether
the testimony of Veronica Jones will be included as part of the
trial record.

A HEARING WILL BE HELD OCTOBER 1. VERONICA
JONES' TESTIMONY ON MAY 21, 1996, TO MUMIA'S
ATTORNEYS, PROVIDES POWERFUL PROOF THAT THE
POLICE DID CONSPIRE TO FRAME MUMIA. It also confirms
the testimony of other witnesses who testified to seeing someone
run from the scene the night Faulkner was shot.

Jones, a key eyewitness, originally stated that after hearing
shots she saw two men run from the scene.

"Approximately one week before I testified I was visited by two
white plain-clothes detectives. I was initially shocked at seeing
them since the jailers had told me my lawyer was visiting. The
detectives began by speaking, not of the facts of my case, but of
the Jamal case. They told me that if I would testify against Jamal
and identify Jamal as the shooter, I wouldn't have to worry about
my pending felony charges. I repeatedly told the detectives that
I didn't see the shooting, but only heard the shots and saw two
men run away. But this didn't satisfy them. The detectives
threatened me by reminding me that I faced a long prison sentence
- fifteen years on gun charges - all the while persisting that I
testify to their version of events. Frightened, I told them I wanted
my lawyer present. When they finally left, I knew that if I did
anything to help the Jamal defense I would face years in prison.
It was only a matter of a few days that I was brought into
court. Both detectives who had threatened me earlier were in plain
view, standing in the rear of the courtroom. When asked by
Jamal's attorney to confirm what I first told the police -- that I saw
two males run from the scene after the firing stopped -- I
steadfastly denied it for fear that I would be punished for helping
the defense."

Veronica Jones coming forward is important to Mumia's
case. It is outrageous that Sabo can decide whether this testimony
can be allowed -- he is the one who consistently has been a key
player in the railroad of Mumia. The defense has asked Sabo to
be removed from the case. Dismissing evidence that the police
silenced witnesses who could have testified for Mumia, this judge
has made over 150 findings of "fact" all against Mumia.

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COME PACK THE COURTROOM, TUESDAY OCTOBER 1!
CRIMINAL JUSTICE CENTER, 1301 FILBERT ST.,
PHILADELPHIA, PA 9:00 A.M.

MAKE SURE THIS TESTIMONY IS HEARD!
WE WILL NOT LET THIS GOVERNMENT EXECUTE
MUMIA!

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For more information Contact:

International Concerned Family and Friends of Mumia Abu-Jamal,
(215) 476-8812
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2PACALYPSE NOW
Column Written 9/13/96
Copyright 1996 Mumia Abu-Jamal

"To take part in the African revolution it is not enough to write a
revolutionary song; you must fashion the revolution with the
people. And if you fashion it with the people, the songs will come
by themselves, and of themselves."
-- Sekou Toure
2nd Congress of Black Writers and Artists (Rome: 1959)

The young man known as Tupac Shakur is no more.

Talented and troubled, mercurial and maniacally driven,
Tupac, named for the Indian anti-colonial rebel, Tupac Ameru,
was shot several times while riding through central Las Vegas the
night of the Tyson-Seldon fight. For days thereafter, the
rapper/actor shifted between consciousness and unconsciousness,
finally succumbing Friday, the 13th of September, after 25 years
of a life marked by turbulence and triumph.

Unexpectedly, I wept.

I wept for the mother who lost her son.

I wept for the son who lost his life.

I wept for the loss of a generation who saw, and felt, his
every triumph and trouble as their own.

Mostly, however, I wept for the loss of what might have
been.

When one looked at him, one saw there reflected the lean,
dark, angular beauty of his mother, Afeni, who as a Black Panther
in New York in the 1970s, lit up the Party and the city with her
brilliant, angry iridescence.

It is almost impossible for a man to truly "see" his mother
as she was before he was born. For him, "mama" is the woman
who washed his clothes and wiped his nose, the nagging voice
shrieking "Wake up!", the everpresent presence that spelled
protection, belonging and mother's love all at once. She is also
often so close that the male-child must ache to, for a time, be
away from her. Therein lies one of life's necessary tragedies.

I've often heard Tupac say he received his softness from
his mama and his hardness from the streets.

But, truth be told, millions know their mamas to be soft,
certainly, but tough still, with a toughness stronger than steel, bred
through the bitter battle for survival in a modern-day Babylon.
Black mamas ain't no chumps!

I wish Tupac coulda seen his mama as I did, as a Panther
who took no crap, from either another Panther or the police, who
fought boldly against the bizarre frame-up of her and her 20 other
comrades, in the NY Panther trial.

But he never did, and now he never will.

From the loins of Panthers came a boy who called himself,
"thug," and who grew to admire the nihilism of "gangsta life."

From revolutionary to thug - regression in the extreme, in
one generation.

"Vita brevis est, ars longa" -- Herodotus (Life is brief, art
is long).

Tupac was a truly talented artist who brought passion and
"street creeds" to each of his arts. That said, I must confess, I did
not care for much of his later, "West Coast"-era work. It seemed
empty of social substance, or butt-shaker music with no soul.

His earlier works, "Keep your head up," and "Dear Mama"
were odes of admiration for Black women and, as such, will live
long after "California Dreamin" days.

Just days before his unfortunate and untimely death, some
oldheads like myself talked about his enormous potential and how
he could influence millions to go towards a revolutionary, as
opposed to a materialistic, "gangsta" direction. Fate decreed that
was not to be.

We lament the loss of what might have been.

Mumia Abu-Jamal
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CIA: CRACK LORDS INTERNATIONAL
Column Written 9/13/96
Copyright 1996 by Mumia Abu-Jamal

When the word "crack" is uttered, the mind pictures a
Black or Latino youth, hustling in the impoverished American
ghettoes, his ball cap turned backwards, a massive, bejeweled fist
ringed with brilliant gold, the ever-present beeper clipped to a
waistband of a pair of pants riding down his backside, hollering to
passersby, "I got it!", "Here it is, baby!"

To the extent such a picture has arisen in your mind, we
both have been successfully propagandized by the merchandiser's
white majoritarian media, for that is precisely what they wanted us
to think. It is now as automatic as the drool reaction of Pavlov's
dogs, who were conditioned by the pairing of a bell with meals.
Soon, Pavlov noticed that he didn't need a meal - just the ringing
of a bell, and his dogs drooled. In psychology, this is called a
"conditioned response."

Just like Pavlov's dogs, we have been conditioned by the
media, and its politicians, to respond with contempt, a derisive
spit, when we heard the word, "crack." Our response is "greasy
nigger," "dirty spic," "drug dealer," as our stomach turns in bitter
hatreds. To which the conditioners respond by toasting each other
-- "Success!", they crow. "There it is, baby!"

How do we respond to the abbreviation, "CIA"? Do we
gasp, nod approvingly, or shrug our shoulders?

What if this writer reported that the CIA flooded Black
communities, especially the L.A. Black community, with tons of
cocaine? Or that they "flipped" tons of coke into the U.S., to fund
paramilitary operations in Central America?

In fact, what if the U.S. government's congressional
subcommittee told you this? How many people know that it
already has? In December, 1988, a subcommittee of the Senate's
Committee on Foreign Relations released its report, *Drugs, Law
Enforcement and Foreign Policy*, which caused barely a ripple in
the nation's press. At pages 36-37 of the report, the Committee
found, among other things,

1) "Involvement in narcotics trafficking by the individuals
associated with the Contra movement"; (This was the group
armed, trained and paid by the U.S. -- with drug money! -- who
opposed Nicaragua's Sandinista government -- Ed.)

2) "Payments to drug traffickers by the U.S. State Dept. of funds
authorized by the Congress for humanitarian assistance to the
Contras, in some cases after the traffickers had been indicted by
federal law enforcement agencies on drug charges, in others while
traffickers were under active investigation by these same
agencies."

Recently, the "San Jose Mercury News" has published a three-part
series which found, among other things,

1) The CIA arranged an alliance between "a U.S.-backed army
attempting to overthrow a revolutionary socialist government" in
Nicaragua and drug-dealers wielding machine guns in ghetto areas
of southern California.

2) The Contra financiers "met with CIA agents both before and
during the time they were selling the drugs in L.A." and
"delivered cut-rate cocaine to the gangs through a young South
Central crack dealer."

3) Today, "thousands of young Black men are serving long prison
sentences for selling cocaine -- a drug that was virtually
unobtainable in Black neighborhoods before members of the CIA's
army brought it into South Central in the 1980s at bargain-
basement prices."

Despite these startling, well-documented revelations of U.S.
governmental crime by the "San Jose Mercury News," the rest of
the white corporate media, drunk with the scoop on Dick Morris'
drawers, have ignored what should be the story of the century. To
them, *this* news doesn't "fit."

It is news we shouldn't forget.

While Nancy Reagan was crossing the country shrieking
"Just say no!," her husband's (and your government's) minions
were seeding urban America with poison.

(With thanks to Norman Solomon, "Media Boat.")

Mumia Abu-Jamal
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