It breaks my heart to hear that Malcolm Jamal Warner has passed. I don’t have to internalize it to feel the pain. He was my son. He was America’s son.
God bless you son. Have a safe journey home. 💔🙏🏽
This son bought his dad a truck after his dad’s truck broke down. He’s not a NBA or NFL, DR. or a lawyer,hust a regular guy worked hard to get his dad a truck. This shows his appreciation. The gift just says THANKS DAD... I love you!
Dear Lord,
Today, I cancel every ounce of disappointment! I refuse to fold, retreat, or wait for a crowd to cosign my calling! Some paths ain’t for a support system—just me and You! Make me unshakable, standing tall in faith, ready to walk boldly into what’s mine! No fear, no hesitation—just courage and conviction! In Jesus’ name, Amen! 🙏🏾
Thomas Sankara, the socialist president of Burkina Faso, was assassinated on this day in 1987.
“While revolutionaries as individuals can be murdered, you cannot kill ideas.”
SANKARA LIVES ON
Burkina Faso's pan-African president and hero, Thomas Sankara, was assassinated on this day in 1987 in the capital, Ouagadougou. A hit squad also killed 12 of his comrades. Sankara was one of Africa's most outstanding leaders.
He came to power in a coup in 1983, and his pro-people policies endeared him to the nation. He understood that Africa's problems resulted from systemic issues such as debt. In his four years in power, he did a lot for Burkina Faso. For example, his land-reform policies gave rural farmers greater access to territory, which in turn boosted wheat production; while his drive to vaccinate two-million children against meningitis, measles and yellow fever saved many lives.
We remember his life and legacy, but we also raise questions about his death: why are the CIA and France still refusing to de-classify some of their records relating to Sankara’s demise?
Dear Lord,
Today, I recognize that the ultimate luxury is health. Without it, every joy feels diminished. I ask for strength to cherish my body, to nourish it with care, and to honor its needs. May I find gratitude in each breath I take, each step I make. Help me to inspire others to prioritize their well-being, spreading love and positivity. Let my spirit shine brightly, reflecting the gift of life You’ve bestowed upon me. In Jesus’ name. Amen🙏🏾
An unidentified serial killer, known as 'Hercules', has gone on a murdering spree in Bangladesh. On his target are the rapists and those accused of rape. One day, police found the body of another rape accused with a note around his neck, which read, “I am rapist Rakib. This is the consequence of a rapist. Be aware rapists... Hercules."
Willis Winn, who told photographer Russell Lee that he was 116 years old when the photograph was taken in 1939, is pictured holding a horn with which plantation owners called slaves to work. Winn said his master told him that his birthday was March 10, 1822
When interviewed by Lee, Willis was living alone in a one-room log house in the rear of the Howard Vestal home on the Powder Mill Road, north of Marshall, and was supported by an $11.00 per month old-age pension. He recalled; “Massa Bob’s house faced the quarters where he could hear us holler when he blowed the big horn for us to git up. All the houses were made of logs and we slept on shuck and grass mattresses what was allus full of chinches. I still sleep on a grass mattress, ’cause I can’t rest on cotton and feather beds.”
Willis’ interview in 1939 showed how little things had changed for many people in the United States decades on from the abolition of slavery.
“They is plenty niggers in Louisiana that is still slaves. A spell back I made a trip to where I was raised, to see my old missy ‘fore she died, and there was niggers in twelve or fourteen miles of that place that they didn’t know they is free. They is plenty niggers round here what is same as slaves, and has worked for white folks twenty and twenty-five years and ain’t drawed a five cent piece, jus’ old clothes and somethin’ to eat. That’s the way we was in slavery.”