
Political Prisoner to Exiled, Interview, page 4
In an obvious maneuver to provoke sympathy for
the police, the NBC series juxtaposed my interview with the weeping
widow of Werner Forester. While I can sympathize with her grief,
I believe that her appearance was deliberately included to appeal
to peoples emotions, to blur the facts, to make me look like a villain,
and to create the kind of lynch mob mentality that has historically
been associated with white women portrayed as victims of black people.
In essence the supposed interview with me became a forum for the
New State Police, Forester's widow, and the obviously hostile commentary
of Ralph Penza. The two initial programs together lasted 3.5 minutes
- me - 59 seconds, the widow 50 seconds, the state police 38 seconds,
and Penza - 68 seconds. Not once in the interview was I ever asked
about Zayd, Sundiata
or their families. As the interview went on, it was painfully
evident that Ralph Penza would never see me as a human being. Although
I tried to talk about racism and about the victims of government
and police repression, it was clear that he was totally uninterested.
I have stated publicly on various occasions that I was ashamed of
participating in my trial in New Jersey trial because it was so
racist, but I did testify. Even though I was extremely limited by
the judge, as to what I could testify about, I testified as clearly
as I could about what happened that night. After being almost fatally
wounded I managed to climb in the back seat of the car to get away
from the shooting. Sundiata
drove the car five miles down the road carried me into a grassy
area because he was afraid that the police would see the car parked
on the side of the road and just start shooting into it again. Yes,
it was five miles down the highway where I was captured, dragged
out of the car, stomped and then left on the ground. Although I
drifted in and out of consciousness I remember clearly that both
while I was lying on the ground, and while I was in the ambulance,
I kept hearing the State troopers ask "is she dead yet?" Because
of my condition I have no independent recollection of how long I
was on the ground, or how long it was before the ambulance was allowed
to leave for the hospital, but in the trial transcript trooper Harper
stated that it was while he was being questioned, some time after
2:00 am that a detective told him that I had just been brought into
the hospital. I was the only live "suspect" in custody, and prior
to that time Harper, had never told anyone that a woman had shot
him.
As I watched Governor Whitman's interview the one
thing that struck me was her "outrage" at my joy about being a grandmother,
and my "quite nice life" as she put it here in Cuba. While I love
the Cuban people and the solidarity they have shown me, the pain
of being torn away from everybody I love has been intense. I have
never had the opportunity to see or to hold my grandchild. If Gov.
Whitman thinks that my life has been so nice, that 50 years of dealing
with racism, poverty, persecution, brutality, prison, underground,
exile and blatant lies has been so nice, then Id be more than happy
to let her walk in my shoes for a while so she can get a taste of
how it feels. I am a proud black woman, and I'm not about to get
on the television and cry for Ralph Penza or any other journalist,
but the way I have suffered in my lifetime, and the way my people
have suffered, only god can bear witness to.
Col. Williams of the New Jersey State Police stated
"we would do everything we could go get her off the island of Cuba
and if that includes kidnapping, we would do it." I guess the theory
is that if they could kidnap millions of Africans from Africa 400
years ago, they should be able to kidnap one African woman today.
It is nothing but an attempt to bring about the re-incarnation of
the Fugitive Slave Act. All I represent is just another slave that
they want to bring back to the plantation. Well, I might be a slave,
but I will go to my grave a rebellious slave. I am and I feel like
a maroon woman. I will never voluntarily accept the condition of
slavery, whether its de-facto or ipso facto, official, or unofficial.
In another recent interview, Williams talked about asking the federal
government to add to the $50,000 reward for my capture. He also
talked about seeking "outside money, or something like that, a benefactor,
whatever." Now who is he looking to "contribute" to that "cause"?
The ku klux klan, the neo nazi parties, the white militia organizations?
But the plot gets even thicker. He says that the money might lure
bounty hunters. "There are individuals out there, I guess they call
themselves ‘soldiers of fortune ’ who might be interested in doing
something, in turning her over to us." Well, in the old days they
used to call them slave catchers, trackers, or patter rollers, now
they are called mercenaries. Neither the governor nor the state
police say one word about "justice." They have no moral authority
to do so. The level of their moral and ethical bankruptcy is evident
in their eagerness to not only break the law and hire hoodlums,
all in the name of "law and order." But you know what gets to me,
what makes me truly indignant? With the schools in Paterson, N.J.
falling down, with areas of Newark looking like a disaster area,
with the crack epidemic, with the wide-spread poverty and unemployment
in New Jersey, these depraved, decadent, would-be slave masters
want federal funds to help put this "n-word wench" back in her place.
They call me the "most wanted woman" in Amerikkka. I find that ironic.
I've never felt very "wanted" before. When it came to jobs, I was
never the "most wanted," when it came to "economic opportunities
I was never the "most wanted, when it came to decent housing." It
seems like the only time Black people are on the "most wanted" list
is when they want to put us in prison. But at this moment, I am
not so concerned about myself. Everybody has to die sometime, and
all I want is to go with dignity. I am more concerned about the
growing poverty, the growing despair that is rife in Amerikkka.
I am more concerned about our younger generations, who represent
our future. I am more concerned that one third of young black are
either in prison or under the jurisdiction of the "criminal in-justice
system." I am more concerned about the rise of the prison industrial
complex that is turning our people into slaves again. I am more
concerned about the repression, the police brutality, violence,
the rising wave of racism that makes up the political landscape
of the U.S. today. Our young people deserve a future, and I consider
it the mandate of my ancestors to be part of the struggle to insure
that they have one. They have the right to live free from political
repression. The U.S. is becoming more and more of a police state
and that fact compels us to fight against political repression.
I urge you all, every single person who reads this statement, to
fight to free all political prisoners. As the concentration camps
in the U.S. turn into death camps, I urge you to fight to abolish
the death penalty. I make a special, urgent appeal to you to fight
to save the life of Mumia Abu-Jamal,
the only political prisoner who is currently on death row. It has
been a long time since I have lived inside the United States. But
during my lifetime I have seen every prominent black leader, politician
or activist come under attack by the establishment media. When African
Americans appear on news programs they are usually talking about
sports, entertainment or they are in handcuffs. When we have a protest
they ridicule it, minimized it, or cut the numbers of the people
who attended in half.
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