102 years of Manly Deeds, Scholarship, and Love for All mankind!!!

Happy Founders' Day Bruhs!!!!

On this great day 7 men set forth to lay a foundation that shall forever remain. This is my gift to you...

HOUSE OF ALPHA

By Brother Sidney P. Brown

GOODWILL is the monarch of this house
Where men, unacquainted, enter, shake hands,
exchange greetings, and depart friends.
Cordiality exists among all who abide within.

I am the eminent expression of friendship.
Character and temperament change under my dominant power.
Lives once touched by me become tuned,
and are thereafter, amiable, kindly, fraternal.

I inspire the musician to play noble sentiments,
and assist the chemist to convert ungenerous personalities
into individuals of great worth.
I destroy all ignoble impulses.
I constantly invoke principles which make for common brotherhood,
and the echo resounds in all communities,
and princely men are thereby recognized.

Education, health, music, encouragement, sympathy, laughter:
All these are species of interest given on self-invested capital.
Tired moments find me a delightful treat,
Hours of sorrow a shrine of understanding,
At all times I am faithful to the creed of companionship.

To a few I am the Castle of Dreams,
Ambitious, successful, hopeful dreams.
To many, I am the Poetic Palace
where human feeling is rhymed to celestial motives.
To the great majority,
I am the Treasury of Good Fellowship.

In fact, I am the College of Friendship;
The University of Brotherly Love;
The School for the Better Making of Men.
I AM ALPHA PHI ALPHA!

HOUSE OF ALPHA
By Brother Sidney P. Brown

Inauguration Ball 2009

Wassup people... I know its been way too long. Life happens and when it does, a whole lot of ish take the back seat. I promise to catch you all up on all my latest ignorance, rants, and raves very soon. In the meanwhile, enjoy the following passage below that someone forwarded to me....


Inauguration Ball 2009

Guests began arriving early. There are no place cards and no name tags. Everyone knows everyone else here. Now, there's a grand foursome - Malcolm X and Betty Shabazz sharing laughs with Martin and Coretta Scott King. Looks like Hosea Williams refused the limo again, keeping it real. And my goodness; is that Rosa Parks out there on the dance floor with A. Phillip Randolph? Seated at a nearby table, Frederick Douglas has a captive audience in W.E.B. DuBois and Fannie Lou Hamer, and Medgar Evers has just joined them.


Marian Anderson was asked to sing tonight, but she only agreed to do it if accompanied by Marvin Gaye, John Lennon and Jimi Hendrix. Look, there's Harriet Tubman. No one knows how she arrived, but there she is. And my guess is that, when the time comes, no one will see her leave. There's Jackie Robinson swiftly making his way through the hall as the crowd parts like the Red Sea to the unmistakable sound of applause. "Run, Jackie, run!? Along the way he is embraced by Jessie Owens.

Three beautiful young women arrive with their escorts - Schwerner, Goodman and Chaney. Ms. Viola Liuzzo flew in from Michigan , exclaiming, "I could not miss this." Richard Pryor promised to be on his best behavior. "But I can't make any guarantees for Redd Foxx and Moms Mabley," he chuckled. Joe Louis just faked a quick jab to the chin of Jack Johnson, who smiled broadly while slipping it We saw Billy Eckstine and Nat King Cole greet Luther Vandross. James Brown and Josh Gibson stopped at Walter Payton's table to say hello.


I spotted Congressman Adam Clayton Powell of Harlem having a lively political discussion with Eldredge Cleaver. Pearl Harbor WWII hero Dorey Miller shared a few thoughts with Crispus Attucks, a hero of the Revolutionary War. And there is Madam C.J. Walker talking with Marcus Garvey about exporting goods to Africa.


General Benjamin O. Davis flew into Washington safely with an escort from the 99th Fighter Squadron - better known as The Tuskegee Airman. At the table on the left are three formidable women - Shirley Chisholm, Sojourner Truth, and Barbara Jordan - gathered for a little girl-talk... about world politics. As usual, all the science nerds seem to have gathered off in a corner, talking shop.


There's Granville T. Woods and Lewis Latimer needling each other about whose inventions are better. Someone jokingly asked Benjamin Banneker if he had needed directions to Washington. And George Washington Carver was overheard asking, "What, no peanuts?"

Dueling bands? Anytime Duke Ellington and Count Basie get together, you know the place will be jumping. Tonight is special, of course, so we have Miles, Dizzy, and Satchmo sitting in on trumpet, with Coltrane, Cannonball, and Bird on sax. Everyone's attention is directed to the dance floor where Bill "Bojangles" Robinson is tap dancing. Right beside him is Sammy Davis Jr., doing his Bojangles routine. And behind his back, Gregory Hines is imitating them both. Applause and laughter abound! The Hollywood contingent has just arrived from the Coast. Led by filmmaker Oscar Micheau, Paul Robeson, Cana a Lee, and Hattie McDaniel, they find their way to their tables. Dorothy Dandridge, looking exquisite in gold lamé, is seen
signaling to her husband, Harold Nicholas, who is standing on the floor
with brother Fayard watching Gregory Hines dance. "Hold me back," quips Harold, "before I show that youngster how it's done." Much laughter!


Then a sudden hush comes over the room. The guests of honor have arrived. The President and Mrs. Obama looked out across the enormous ballroom at all the historic faces. Very many smiles, precious few dry eyes. Someone shouted out, "You did it! You did it!"
And President Obama replied, "No sir, you did it; you all - each and every one of you - did it.
Your guidance and encouragement; your hard work and perseverance. ..."
Obama paused, perhaps holding back a tear. "I look at your faces - your beautiful faces - and I
am reminded that The White House was built by faces that looked just like yours.

On October 3, 1792, the cornerstone of the White House was laid, and the foundations and main residence of The White House were built mostly by both enslaved and free African Americans and paid Europeans. In fact, most of the other construction work was performed by immigrants, many of whom had not yet become citizens. Much of the brick and plaster work was performed by Irish and Italian immigrants. The sandstone walls were built by Scottish immigrants. So, I guess what I'm trying to say is that The White House is, ultimately, The People's House, with each President serving as its steward.

Since 1792 the People have trimmed its hedges, mowed its lawn, stood guard at the gate, cooked meals in the kitchen, and scrubbed its toilet bowls. But 216 years later, The People are taking it back!

"Today, Michelle and I usher in a new era. But while we and our family look toward the future with so much hope, we know that we must also acknowledge fully this milestone in our journey. We want to thank each and every one of you for all you have done to make this day possible. I stand here before you, humbled and in awe of your accomplishments and sacrifice, and I will dedicate my Presidency, in your honor, to the principles of peace, liberty and freedom.

When being Greek goes WRONG!!!

Okay, I am all for embracing and celebrating the posibility of Obama being president and celebrating this great occasion, however. there is a right and wrong way to do so. Its okay to wear t-shirts, buttons, and another other Obama 'nailia.... but this is how NOT to embrase Obama. Below is a video from a junior step team "spitting information" about Obama's healthcare and economic policies. I'm all for forming bonds of brotherhood and doing something uplifting with the use. But somehow I think i'd feel a lot better about them learning who Fredrick Douglass or Stokely Carmichael or some real history other than this. And its obvious that whoever taught these kids to do this was greek and im 90% sure what organization he was a member of. After the superintendent found out about this, the teacher was suspended. Feel free to comment

Silly McCain.... Tricks are for Kids!

So oh Johnny boy has been begging and crying and pleading for a real town hall meeting so he and Obama can debate the issues.... and what does he do this week, jump out the window and punk out.

In case you've been living under a rock or simply have cotton permanently glued inside your ears, 24 hours ago, McCain has announced that he is suspending his campaign so he can concentrate his efforts to the economy crisis. And as part of this he wants to cancel the debate on Friday (as well as the VP debate). On the surface this may seem like a Captain Save Em move, but Johnny Boy..... people aren't that stupid. Barack is not taking you bate. This trick is going to fail miserably.

When my TV comes on at 9pm tommorrow... I expect to see your old wrinkly behind and your Cabbage Patch Doll AKA Sarah Palin (since he wont let her talk). Now we know that Mississippi is not the best place for such a racially polarized election season. Because just as there are lots of backwater Mississippians who would love to make "strange fruit" out of Barack Obama, there are just as many angry Black folks who have a few words for you Johnny Boy.

Stop avoiding the issues. Yea the economy sucks. You trying to be Captain Save 'em and save the economy is not gonna happen overnight. Whatever plan you try to come up with.... and uninsurable $700 Billion price tag is NOT da business and the American people are NOT interested in helping out the "Good Old Boys" and not receiving anything in return. Not to mention your own campaign manager is getting money from Fannie Mac and im sure "donated" some to your campaign.

Thats all for today people. Stay tuned for the "Dummy of the Week". In the mean time, check out last night's interview of Sarah Palin with Katie Couric.

PART I



PART II

Dummy of the Week: R. Kelly

Okay... So you all KNOW I gotta talk about our cousin Robert "I wanna piss on you" Kelly. So the "Pied Piper" after all these years finally decided that he needed to set the record straight after being aquitted on ALL charges (Thats some bull... but moving on). Now Robert (yes I called you by your government name that your 2nd grade teacher called you)... when someone asks you "Do you like teenage girls?" your response should NEVER EVER EVER be... "When you say teenage... how old are you talking?" Are you really that stupid NIGGA!?!? (Yes i used that word, because it is too fitting seeing the circumstances)

So in honor of R. Kelly, who is too confused about what a teenage girl is, I have layed out 10 signs of the sure fact that you are messing with an underage girl.

1. She just got her permit yesterday
2. She invites you to prom
3. She show's you her SAT score
4. She cant talk to you late tonight because she has ITBS testing all week
5. Her lunchbox has Power Puff Girls on It.
6. She always has an extra change of clothes at school "Just in case"
7. She asks you for $5 because today is "Pizza Hut Wednesday"
8. Her favorite show is on Nickelodeon.
9. She still believes in Santa Clause
10. You have to ask her for an ID.

In the meanwhile, check out the video from the interview. Its not the whole thing....but you still get an idea of his level of thought.

White Privilege, White Entitlement and the 2008 Election

I came across this today and thought i'd pass it along. Ironically, It was written by a white man by the name of Tim Wise. After reading his article (see below), check out the video below from one of his seminars. Feel Free to comment.


http://www.buzzflash.com/articles/contributors/1755

Its been a long time... I shouldn't have left you... without a dope post to read to

Okay okay okay.... I know. Where on earth have you been?.... I've been busy like a monster and my internet access is not as dependable as I would like to. Thus my post have been less frequent as you would like. But fret no more my loyal followers. I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaack! So get ready for several rants over the next few days.