(ThyBlackMan.com) The other day I saw a young African–American girl, perhaps a woman, but certainly, no older than twenty-one years of age, enter the subway station. As she began slowly to descend the flight of stairs heading to the train, I noticed that she was lifting a stroller with a toddler tucked snugly inside. Strapped around her body was a terrycloth carrier, hoisting another tiny infant. A third child, surely older than the other two, but definitely no older than three years of age, was grabbing her jacket.
Someone should help her, I thought to myself as many African-American men— apparently rushing to their jobs–roughly brushed past her causing her slim body to teeter back and forth as she struggled. Someone should help her, I thought again. I began walking to her.
Before I could get to her, the lady stepped on what appeared to be a circular from a discarded newspaper and slipped down the stairs. 
Her feet went skyward; she lost control of her stroller, and tumbled, head-long, down to the platform.
A couple of gentlemen–myself included–rushed toward her. I saw a few young Black men, clad in fitted jeans that sagged southward, modeling dingy underwear, step over the fallen sister and continue upon their journeys. I even heard one of them say, “I’m not helping that Black b***h. She shouldn’t have had all those kids. Who do I look like? Captain Save-a-Ho”?
Superstar rappers such as Eminem, Fifty Cent, and E-40 have all said that they could never be a Captain-Save-a-Ho. Some Black men think it’s a bad thing to help a sister; others are sympathetic; most are confused by pop culture.
It saddens me that when Black women are down on their luck, Black men think it’s a bad thing to come to their aid/support. It is my personal opinion that those Black men who are so filled with self hate, low self esteem, and social impotence impregnate Black women for selfish and hateful intentions such as to stagnate the woman’s social growth, to keep her handcuffed to his broken-spirit, and to assure that her success doesn’t expose his failure as a human being.
The Black men needed to realize that the woman who was lying face down on a subway’s cold ground was a direct descendant of Queen Nzingha, who led an army of Amazons against the Portuguese; of Rosa Parks, who didn’t give up a seat in the front of the bus while, simultaneously, the back of the bus was filled to capacity with frightened Black men, grouped together, clandestinely eyeing the confrontation.
I guess it never occurred to these Black men that while Harriet Tubman was conducting an underground railroad, her train was overcrowded with scared Black men who didn’t have the courage or the heart to conduct their own trains; and, therefore, they remained locked inside the caboose, cowering in the dark shadows of their cowardly lives. Even Harriet’s real brothers—Harry and Ben—hopped off the train, abandoned Harriet, and briskly returned to slavery.
Even as Assata Shakur (Tupac Shakur’s godmother) was being gunned down and physically tortured by NJ state troopers, gangs of uniformed cops are still stopping, frisking, and dehumanizing these psuedo-gangsters. Daily, they are tossed against cemented walls, ordered to put their hands high in the air, and forced to spread their legs wide open, while their booties and undies remain exposed to the perverted eyes of the officers. Nevertheless, after being physically and psychologically terrorized by the police, they be-bop along, like fratricidal fools, preying on the powerless.
Oh yeah, and before I forget, that same unprotected Black woman, Assata Shakur? She is the ONLY American who is on the FBI’S TOP-TEN MOST WANTED TERRORIST LIST. She allegedly killed a white New Jersey State Trooper on the NJ Turnpike (the camera-less birthplace of racial profiling) back in 1973. They added her to this list on May 2, 2013; the 40th anniversary of the death of said officer.
In fact, Alicia Garza, co-founder of the Black Lives Matter movement says, “When I use Assata’s powerful demand in organizing work, I always begin by sharing Assata’s significance in the Black Liberation Movement, what its political purpose and message is, why it’s important in our context.”
No! It’s not the woman who is the “ho” or the one who needs saving. Perhaps if some Black men read a little more and understood HIS-story, they would realize that the women whom they mistreat are the ones who keep them in existence.
Damn. A thought just occurred to me. Assata has been on the lam for nearly forty years; her face has been plastered on WANTED posters across America; she has a two million dollar bounty on her head; she’s sixty-eight years old; and she’s still helping the Black man, trying to save him. Perhaps she needs to shed her cape, too. Nah, only hoes do that!
Staff Writer; Saint Solomon
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