American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne

American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne

What Is It?

The Empire Files YouTube channel with Abby Martin had a video called American Revolution Waged For Slavery — Professor Gerald Horne where Professor Gerald Horne talked about some things that I had not heard before from a perspective that I have not heard before.

Here is the video description by Empire Files:

Abby Martin interviews Professor Gerald Horne about the real story behind the creation of the United States in 1776, providing a new, accurate narrative about defending slavery rather than “freedom and democracy.”

From the Boston Tea Party, through the Civil War and the history of the KKK, Horne explains the racist roots of today’s resurgence of white supremacists.

Dr. Gerald Horne is the Chair of History and African-American Studies at the University of Houston and is the author of over 20 books on slavery and the Black liberation movement; most recently “The Counter-Revolution of 1776: Slave Resistance and the Origins of the United States”.

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  • John Jr

Kunta Kinte Gets Revenge?

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Dream 1

I forgot most of this dream so I only barely remember part of the end of it, it is possible that my former male classmate JC and maybe his fiancé were in the dream during one of the forgotten parts of the dream, and the end of the dream took place at The E House.

My mom, some of my mom’s side of the family, some unknown people, and I were at The E House during the day and things were normal at first.

Somehow the topic of race came up among some of the others and I remember going outside alone, and I walked into the laundry building which was slightly bigger because it now had an extra room connected to it.

Something had caught my attention that I can not remember, as I was distracted my mom walked into the laundry building, and I remember her asking me a question that was something like what am I or what do I consider myself to be.

I was a bit confused and annoyed by the question because I assumed that she was talking about race like the others and she knows how negatively I feel about race, I do not believe in or support or identify with race in any way and I am strongly against the idea or belief in race and it annoys and saddens me that most people seem to believe in and support race even though it does not really exist, and race does not physically exist in modern humans as far as I know scientifically and it is nothing but a false and failed and harmful social classification/division/et cetera system created by humans.

I reminded my mom that she already knows that I do not believe in or support race and neither does current science, and so I told her that I assume that she was asking me what social group(s) do I identify with.

I do not really identify with any social group(s), my family’s ancestors were from various social groups and cultures and most of their culture(s)/et cetera was destroyed/lost/not passed on/abandoned/and more so I never grew up with any connection with any particular culture(s) or social groups, but I did name some of the social groups that some of our ancestors probably identified with or were from.

I am not sure if the next part is another dream or not, but I will type it as another dream.

Dream 2

All that I can remember is that this dream or this part of the dream was like being in a fictional version of the new History channel miniseries Roots, and it took place during the evening or night at a dock area with many slaves and/or former slaves with brown and black skin around the dock with a few armed guards with white skin patrolling the area as an obese upper class man with white skin was walking around like maybe he was picking out new slaves or something like that.

On the dock area closest to land was the character Kunta Kinte (played by the actor Malachi Kirby) from the new miniseries Roots among the crowd stalking the upper class man like the upper class man had done something terrible to him and his family (maybe he even had Kunta Kinte’s daughter killed or something like that, but I can not remember), and so it seemed that Kunta Kinte was going to kill him in revenge maybe.

The upper class man was very over-confident and relaxed and annoying like he was better than everyone and like he thought that the slaves and/or former slaves were not even human, and the guards were not even close to him so he was walking alone among the slaves and/or former slaves alone.

The slaves and/or former slaves outnumbered him and the guards easily, at some point the upper class man was close enough for Kunta Kinte to shoot him with a revolver that he had hidden on him, and the upper class man asked the crowd where was his daughter who had arrived here with him at the dock and someone replied that she had been arrested for killing a non-human animal that was probably out of season so it was not legal to hunt it at this time (I am not sure if this was true or if it was a lie to distract him while Kunta Kinte moves in for the kill).

The upper class man started ranting about how his daughter was probably arrested on the orders of the governor to get back at him, I guess him and the governor were enemies, and while he was ranting Kunta Kinte pulled out his revolver and hid it partly in a bag so that no one would see the revolver and to help reduce the sound when he shoots the upper class man.

Kunta Kinte held up his hidden revolver as the upper class man ranted loudly, and then Kunta Kinte shot him but the upper class man was so busy ranting loudly that you only partly heard the gunshot and it took him several seconds to react to getting shot.

Once he reacted to getting shot the guards, who were in the distance, started shooting the slaves and/or former slaves, and chaos broke out.

Some of the slaves and/or former slaves started fighting back, a few of them had guns, but many were running and screaming; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr


A Spartacus: War Of The Damned Inspired Dream

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I remember part of a dream from last night that was pretty long and it had several parts, but I forgot a lot of the dream; but I know that it was inspired by the Starz TV show Spartacus: War Of The Damned, the episodes where Spartacus and his people plan to take over a Roman city, and then they take it over.

It took place partly in a slightly fictional version of D and most of it took place on a small fictional island / dock city / commercial area where there was a college, hotels/motels, many types of businesses where you could buy almost anything you want, entertainment areas, tourist areas, et cetera; and this island/dock city was near D, you had to use a boat to reach it usually, and many people from D & tourists seemed to visit it but not many people actually lived there.

The dream is unclear to me in some important parts so it will not make much sense but I remember a man who was like Spartacus, and he was leading poor/lower-class/low-income people & maybe even slaves/prisoners (in a way most of us were/are like slaves/prisoners so in the dream the distinction was not clear or not there) in a revolution(?) or a plan to change their lives by fighting the system & starting their own or something like that.

Being poor/lower-class/et cetera myself, they happened to be plotting in areas where I happened to be, and so I got to over-hear some of their meetings/et cetera; but I did not join them, I decided to be cautious to see how they decided to go about their revolution(?), and then decide if I should join them or not.

Interestingly I was going to college at the island/dock city, so I went there during the dream, and as I was leaving class one day on the college campus I saw a lot of the people who were plotting their revolution(?) recruiting new people; and I found out that they were planning on taking over the island/dock city, and were going to use it as their new independent city where they would make a new system that was to be better than the current one.

I thought that this was a bit crazy, dangerous, that many people might get hurt and/or die, that they would probably eventually fail even if they took the city since the military would probably come stop them, and so this plot caused me to definitely not want to join them; but I did understand and agree with many of their problems with the current system, but I did not agree with how they planned on dealing with the situation.

As I listened to some of the recruiters talking to people I met a man who was also a student at my college, he had whitish colored skin, and he also agreed with many of their problems with the current system but he also did not agree with how they planned on dealing with the situation; and like me, he was watching them closely & they were trying to get him to join as well, and oddly he was one of the few people with whitish colored skin watching or in the group of people planning on a revolution(?).

He and I got along well since we had similar beliefs/ideas/personalities/et cetera, we acted like friends who had known each other for years even though we had just met, and so we talked a lot; and I learned that he was or used to be a soldier, and his experiences as a soldier taught him the truth about the military & how it was often used in negative ways.

His time in the military depressed him in a way, when he first joined his idea of the military was hopeful & different, but after joining he learned the truth; and his idea of the military was no longer hopeful, and was mostly negative but he did mention some good things about the military but they did not outweigh the bad things being done now.

We talked a lot about this and other things, I was very interested in learning as much as I could about his military experiences and his other experiences that he had around the world, and so I learned a lot in a short amount of time about him.

Some parts of the dream took place at the college, some parts took place going around the island/dock city, some parts took place during the coming & going from the island/dock city by small boats, and some parts took place with us going back to D to a fictional shack-like restaurant/store/barber shop/hair salon that was owned by a woman with dark brownish colored skin with grayish colored dreadlocks who was our bus driver who would drive us back into D.

The bus driver/barber/hair stylist/restaurant owner/store owner was sympathetic to the revolution(?) and she might have been a member of the group, either way, many members of the revolution(?) visited her business/rode her bus & probably even had meetings in her business & on her bus since usually only lower-class/poor people rode her bus & went to her business and most people joining the revolution(?) were lower-class/poor.

She was a mysterious & interesting character who did not talk that much, she probably had an accent-like she was from an island near Africa (African), she had a slightly tough/serious look, but she treated people pretty well & she worked hard juggling multiple careers by herself mostly.

On college days I would ride her bus back to D to her shack-like business to buy some food/buy something, talk to people and/or listen to people talk since the members of the revolution(?) were often there getting haircuts/eating/drinking/having meetings/et cetera, and then I would walk home.

One day after my college classes were over for the day on the island/dock-like city and I was talking with the man who also was a student, the leader of the revolution(?) and a lot of his members were gathering & they approached us about joining them but we still refused & were staying neutral, and they were getting closer to starting their plan of taking over the island/dock city.

The man and I got pressured pretty hard this time by them, we eventually left by a small boat after things got a bit tense, and once back to land we got on the bus; and many of the members of the revolution(?) were angry with us, and then we stopped at our bus drivers shack-like business.

We all waited for her to finish her other duties, then she opened the shack-like business, but I guess she learned about the man & I refusing to join the revolution(?); and she had two large men throw us outside.

I was slightly surprised by this but I understood it, we were still being neutral, and they were getting serious now since their plan was to begin soon; and so soon we would probably be seen as enemies if we did not make a decision soon.

We wanted to see change but we did not agree with how they wanted to go about changing things, and we tried to convince them to change their ways but they refused; and so it was a bit painful seeing these people come together, which was nice, but it was painful to see them coming together only to decide to do something in the wrong way & in a way that would likely fail with them dying and/or being put in jail.

We believed that they could take the island/dock city, but we felt that they could not hold it and we felt that it would be wrong for them to take it in the first place; and that their revolution(?) would fail like many have throughout Human history.

We wanted to see a more peaceful change that started with people coming together to make positive changes that they could make without breaking current laws or taking away the freedom of other people, and we had many ideas on where we could start with this positive kind of change; but they did not like our slow long-term peaceful plans since they would take a lot of time & effort to slowly change things.

I woke up shortly after this.

The end,

-John Jr


Spartacus + Deadman Wonderland

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I forgot most of my dreams from last night but I barely remember part of one dream from last night, and it  was mostly inspired by the Starz TV series Spartacus and slightly inspired by the Japanese animated (anime) TV series Deadman Wonderland.

I am not sure if I was in the dream or not but I remember the dream taking place in a place and time period like on the Starz TV series Spartacus, but oddly Ganta Igarashi from the Japanese animated (anime) TV series Deadman Wonderland was there; but I am not sure if he was animated or not.