Ari Lesser - Juneteenth - Malcolm X

I was born 1925 Nebraska all my horn from a very young age I knew the system was flawed my dad Earl was a civil rights activist supporter of Marcus Garvey a black nationalist white supremacist didn't like what he had to say and we had to move twice before my fourth birthday tried to elude him but they tracked us down in 1929 a burnt our home to the ground two years later my dad when I never came back his body was found lying across the trolley tracks police would an accident the case was dropped but we all knew white supremacists murder my pop my mom had a breakdown without my stash she was committed to a mental institution it was bad me and my seven siblings couldn't go anywhere we were split up sent to orphanages and foster care likely difficult after my family collapse till I graduated middle school top of my class told my teacher I wanted to be a lawyer go figure he said that's no realistic goal phone [ __ ] so instead I dropped out of school and got lost in the 1942 underworld of Boston bounced from Boston to Detroit by 1943 I had a job at a nightclub in NYC like many young men I was examined for the draft to ensure I wouldn't have to go I just laughs can't wait to kill us some crackers to make him nervous I was classified mentally disqualified for service fine in 1946 I lived a life for thug gambling robbing pimping prostitutes dealing drugs I was born to get in trouble with that kind of career and I wound up in prison for eight to ten years but I stay busy during my incarceration you to further my education during that period I sharpen my mind-reading almost every decent book I can find my brother Reginald came to visit me in prison told me about his conversion to the Muslim religion the Nation of Islam Noi for sure was the organization that had his support I studied the group's teachings and became an avid reader of Elijah Muhammad the N awaaz leader he taught something I was already believing why society actively kept blacks from achieving he called for a black state separate from the whites and after studying his teachings I decided he was right so when I was finally paroled in 1952 I found him and asked him what he wanted me to do I became a devoted follower of the nation quickly rising through the ranks to the organization I preached there mixed message of freedom and hate as well as their demand for a separate black state I saw America like coffee in your coffee pot when you have black coffee as strong and high but if you're putting too much cream against cooling and we used to wake you up now it puts you to sleep my slave named little made me feel the shame so I changed it to X signify my lost name married my wife Betty X in 1968 my hard work was paying off everything was great appointed Minister I take your letter intelligent and witty started mosques in Detroit and New York City had conviction and charisma like nobody else building up the end no why almost by myself when I first joined group membership was you only 500 people in 1952 but I attracted new members and thanks to me it was up to 30,000 by 1963 I was going to be a leader didn't even ask the tribe became national spokesman for the end know why using news radio and TV to communicate the group's message all across the United States I have a need for freedom I not ignore it to take freedom on your vocab if you won't die for it you want someone to give you freedom no one can if freedoms what you want take it if yo man I can't separate being peaceful and being free cuz if I don't have my freedom peace can never be non-violence is fine if it changes the institution but I'm for violence when I found his postpones the solution I want human rights by any means necessary someone puts his hand on me I'll send him to the cemetery I don't even call it violence when it's self-defense no I believe my friends that is called intelligence sure I believe in the brotherhood of our men but Brotherhood's a two-way street my friend won't waste my brotherhood as I'm sure you'll agree on anyone who doesn't wanna practice it with me even more than Elijah Muhammad I became an influential leader and a household name I was a media magnate but as my fame grew the government started paying more attention to because our membership rates were so high the group was infiltrated by the FBI they wiretapped a monitor the end no I even turned out my own bodyguard was a spy and while dealing with the government spying on me at the height of civil rights in 1963 I also found out my mentor was a hypocrite outside of marriage he thought one should be celibate but Elijah Muhammad has secret relations with six different women in the organization some of these relationships resulted in kids and Muhammad asked me to cover up what he did before I believed he was a prophet of that now I realized he was nothing but a fraud I refused to cover up his affairs in life and in 1964 I left the Endo's i when on pilgrimage to Mecca later that year the trip off in my life made everything clear I'd only preached the african-americans before but in Saudi Arabia I saw so much more I visited many other countries in the area traveling to Egypt Ethiopia [ __ ] Rhea Ghana Guinea Tanzania Liberia Sudan Senegal Morocco Nigeria I focused on my race ignoring all of this now I met blunt blue-eyed men I could call brothers I had a new message when I returned to the states integration and hope not segregation and hate I wanted truth I didn't care who told it anymore I wanted justice no matter who it was for I saw human rights is something we all have it birth right they should be recognized all over Earth but the head of my former organization Elijah Muhammad Martin me for assassination he even joked that he would cut off my hair his people told my wife I was as good as dead when I returned to America they repeatedly tried I couldn't leave home with our bodyguards in my side I was stressed but not the type of man to run instead I carried on my window with my hand on my gun they fired by my home in 1965 luckily my family and I escaped alive but I knew that I couldn't hold them off forever a week later they succeeded in their ruthless endeavor while speaking in Manhattan's on a bar ballroom in front of 400 supporters I met my doom when three men with guns rushed up to the stage it shocked me 16 times at close range hospital said I was dead before I arrived on February 21st 1965 my name is Malcolm X freedom is my dream so in defense of Liberty I had to be extreme I admit that my views were not always correct but by being sincere I gained people's respect six days after my life had ended my funeral was held 1500 attended afterwards my friends said the gravediggers away and bury me time on them mournful day but my message lives on though my body is buried human rights for all by any means necessary