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WHAT IS SUMMER OF PEACE 365?
A Grassroots effort to give our community’s young people a platform to promote youth leadership and peace in our streets!

The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fifth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from creative and cultural arts programs that help spread the word on the arts as a tool for healing & an alternative to negative behavior.

S.O.P. Youth Leadership Circle

WHO WE ARE: an energetic and highly-motivated group that provides the new blood, creativity, and innovative approaches needed to effect positive community change. The YLC is guided by a Circle of Elders, a collective of esteemed community parents, activists, advocates, and everyday people committed to changing the culture of violence in our city from the inside out. The Circles are connected by Young Adult Leaders and Youth Development Professionals who provide a bridge between the generations.

ONE MISSION: Peace on the Streets

Rally around change…celebrate life

Welcome to our virtual publication! Hoodmomma will offer authentic voices of the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for our babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility, equality and beauty is everyday women. Mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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2004 Co-founded CcAi, Creative Community Arts Initiative www.ccai-milw.com

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WHAT IS SUMMER OF PEACE 365?
A Grassroots effort to give our community’s young people a platform to promote youth leadership and peace in our streets!

The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fifth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from creative and cultural arts programs that help spread the word on the arts as a tool for healing & an alternative to negative behavior.

S.O.P. Youth Leadership Circle

WHO WE ARE: an energetic and highly-motivated group that provides the new blood, creativity, and innovative approaches needed to effect positive community change. The YLC is guided by a Circle of Elders, a collective of esteemed community parents, activists, advocates, and everyday people committed to changing the culture of violence in our city from the inside out. The Circles are connected by Young Adult Leaders and Youth Development Professionals who provide a bridge between the generations.

ONE MISSION: Peace on the Streets

Rally around change…celebrate life

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www.ccai-milw.com

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Fifth Annual Summer of Peace Project 2007
http://gorillapromo.com/sop2005/

CHECK BACK FOR OUR FIRST 2007 PLANNING MEETING DATE!

WHAT IS SUMMER OF PEACE 365?
A Grassroots effort to give our community’s young people a platform to promote youth leadership and peace in our streets!

The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fifth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from creative and cultural arts programs that help spread the word on the arts as a tool for healing & an alternative to negative behavior.

S.O.P. Youth Leadership Circle

WHO WE ARE: an energetic and highly-motivated group that provides the new blood, creativity, and innovative approaches needed to effect positive community change. The YLC is guided by a Circle of Elders, a collective of esteemed community parents, activists, advocates, and everyday people committed to changing the culture of violence in our city from the inside out. The Circles are connected by Young Adult Leaders and Youth Development Professionals who provide a bridge between the generations.

ONE MISSION: Peace on the Streets

Rally around change…celebrate life

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SUMMERFEST 2007

I wonder. How will Summerfest be more inclusive this year? Wait. Bump that. How will Hoodmomma make Summerfest more inclusive this year?!?

—I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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COMING Atcha from Hoodmomma Magazine www.hoodmomma.com in 2007

…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Annie Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson and more.

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You Ought to Know Me

A Stream of Consciousness Bio Sketch
By Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle

Born in Panama City, Florida in 1972
Third child of six, birthed by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl. Lost in a big city. Fell prey to a Dallas pimp. Pregnant and alone. She made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the greyhound bus in the middle of August, wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

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A Nu POEM FROM A HOODMOMMA’S MANFRIEND

         HOODMOMMA

They said you would amount to no good,
judging you from your parents mistakes or your lack of help,
or simply because your from what they call the hood.

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From here to my adulthood you probably know how the story goes.

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I say even with your failures, you’ve surpassed your ancestors success.
And you being born in da hood, without a silver spoon,
has helped to mold you into the best.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud.

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They said you were easy prey for weak, half-slick men,
because you didn’t have a father.
And you would settle on being a baby momma and not get married,
because your parents didn’t bother.

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1990

I graduated from high school the same year my oldest brother, Elton, died after struggling for years with Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile Diabetes.

I was “too smart, too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

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I say that a weak, half-slick man wouldn’t have a chance with you
even if he was the last in the world.
And because your mature and strong mentally, emotionally, and spiritually,
you refuse to be defined or introduced as “ my baby momma, my wifey, or my girl.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist.
All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin.
I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My work has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community-building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need forus women to heal from our wounds. I have a firmly believe that when the women…vessels of life, are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.
For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

My greatest job…most critical title or label if need be?
Hood Momma.

1994–2002 Family Child Care Worker then Owner
2002 Founded Black Sky Creations Creative Art Workshops
1998 Started youth/community work in Riverwest
2002 Co-founded Summer of Peace Initiative & Citywide Youth Rally
2003–2006 Cultural Arts Administrator of COA Youth & Family Centers
2004 Co-founded CcAi, Creative Community Arts Initiative www.ccai-milw.com
Columnist…”The View From Here” for Riverwest Currents (A founding member of this community paper)
Organizer of numerous community events and gatherings.
Various awards and recognitions…recently honored as an Emerging Leader at the 2006 Congressional Black Caucus Conference in Washington D.C.

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They say your stuck-up, a bitch, or you want a white man.
Because your not impressed with thugs, ballers, or any man with no real plans.

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I say your classy, a lady, and you desire a brother who can stay focused and work his plan.
And no matter his color, you know that an adult female is best paired with an adult male,
who has the conviction, fairness, and mentality of a man.

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You’ve been with me from the maternity ward, thru my growing pains,
and emergency room trauma.
That’s why I love, respect, and honor You, HOODMOMMA!

A Man’s Inner Reflections aka AMIR
2007

You Ought to Know Me

A Stream of Consciousness Bio Sketch
By Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle

Born in Panama City, Florida in 1972
Third child of six, birthed by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl. Lost in a big city. Fell prey to a Dallas pimp. Pregnant and alone. She made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the greyhound bus in the middle of August, wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

From here to my adulthood you probably know how the story goes.

Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud.

1990

I graduated from high school the same year my oldest brother, Elton, died after struggling for years with Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile Diabetes.

I was “too smart, too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist.
All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin.
I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My work has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community-building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need forus women to heal from our wounds. I have a firmly believe that when the women…vessels of life, are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.
For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

My greatest job…most critical title or label if need be?
Hood Momma.

1994–2002 Family Child Care Worker then Owner
2002 Founded Black Sky Creations Creative Art Workshops
1998 Started youth/community work in Riverwest
2002 Co-founded Summer of Peace Initiative & Citywide Youth Rally
2003–2006 Cultural Arts Administrator of COA Youth & Family Centers
2004 Co-founded CcAi, Creative Community Arts Initiative www.ccai-milw.com
Columnist…”The View From Here” for Riverwest Currents (A founding member of this community paper)
Organizer of numerous community events and gatherings.
Various awards and recognitions…recently honored as an Emerging Leader at the 2006 Congressional Black Caucus Conference in Washington D.C.

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Greer Oaks Gallery
5th Annual Holiday Bazaar
Now thru December 17th!
Friday & Saturdays 10Am-6PM
Sundays Noon-6PM
Monday - Thursday by appointment only
Artists on display include the fine work of Calvin Greer, Della Wells, Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, Angela Smith, Blanche and more.
Please come and shop in the relaxing atmosphere of a century old mansion for that one of a kind gift.

Also, catch Hoodmommas selling spirited beauty at Club Timbuktu this Friday & Saturday night! Come shop for unique handcrafted jewelry, minature paintings, hand-painted hand bags and fairly-traded African jewelry and masks crafted by a family of artists.

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Next Feature Poet:
Inker “Spitfire” Henderson
December 16th ‘’‘

A HOODMOMMA’s Man Friend

Essays and such from men we need and love!
Coming soon…

PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!

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COMING Atcha from Hoodmomma Magazine in 2007

…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Annie Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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COMING Atcha from Hoodmomma Magazine www.hoodmomma.com in 2007

…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Annie Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson and more.

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…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Anni Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Annie Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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A HOODMOMMA NEEDS OUR HELP!

A single mother and her four children on the 3100 block of Booth St.
had their house burglarized this Tuesday in broad daylight. (Police were
called.) They have lived on this block for more than 6 years. Two of
the children are teen daughters who have helped organize Summer of Peace
and other neighborhood events under the wing of their former next-door
neighbor Tanya, Cromartie-Twaddle.

All the family’s Christmas presents were taken along with a computer, 2
televisions, video games, DVDs & CDs. One of the teen daughters spent
her own money, $500, on buying the Christmas gifts. Their mother,
Brenda, is currently contacting charitable agencies to see if it is too late
to put her young children on their Christmas donation lists. Anyone
wishing to help out with that or other possible needs can call Brenda at
372–5837.

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A HOODMOMMA NEEDS OUR HELP!

A single mother and her four children on the 3100 block of Booth St.
had their house burglarized this Tuesday in broad daylight. (Police were
called.) They have lived on this block for more than 6 years. Two of
the children are teen daughters who have helped organize Summer of Peace
and other neighborhood events under the wing of their former next-door
neighbor Tanya, Cromartie-Twaddle.

All the family’s Christmas presents were taken along with a computer, 2
televisions, video games, DVDs & CDs. One of the teen daughters spent
her own money, $500, on buying the Christmas gifts. Their mother,
Brenda, is currently contacting charitable agencies to see if it is too late
to put her young children on their Christmas donation lists. Anyone
wishing to help out with that or other possible needs can call Brenda at
372–5837.

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Essays and such men we need and love!

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Essays and such from men we need and love!

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ESSAYS and POETRY from MEN we need and love!
December Feature: Writer & Educator, John Gerlach

FICTION
Brad, Angelina and I
By John Gerlach

Alone atop the mountain sits a wise old man, or so it was told to me by local villagers. “Climb this mountain,” they said, “and after many trials, you will reach the old man; he will tell you the meaning of life.” This seemed a reasonable adventure, not to mention inexpensive, so I started up the side of the mountain. Before I had gone very far, though, I espied two figures coming down the mountain, a man and a woman. I approached them, and looking to save myself the trouble of going on any higher, I asked whether they had visited the wise man at the summit, and what had he said to them? Graciously, the two repeated to me the old man’s words.
“In each of us,” told the old man, “there are several different parts. There is that part which wants; there is the part which needs; best of all, there is the part which has.” The two climbers seemed pleased with this riddle, though I admit its meaning was lost on me. The two travellers read the puzzled look on my face, and they suggested I continue my climb, to find the words’ meaning myself. I thought it prudent, however, and a whole lot easier, just to follow them down off the mountain. A little fresh air and some vicarious wisdom seemed enough for me for one day. We climbed down the hill together to a shop and had coffee.
I asked Brad and Angelina what they thought of the message, and what they planned to do now? Here is what they said: “We all start out life with only ourselves. As we live, we seek to get the things we want and need. In time, we discover, against common sense, that if there is something that we have, but we want more of it, give it away, for it will return to us in abundance. That which we want or need is that which we prize most highly. Whether love, or money, or fame - give it up. For the more you give, the more you get - to give (and this last part is the indispensible condition.) So you’ve got to commit yourself to keep giving.” This was the course they’d determined to follow.
I found myself strangely attracted to Brad and Angelina’s reasoning, perhaps because I had so little of it myself. They gave in to my request of allowing me to follow their charity, wherever it might take them. They seemed intent on supporting the cause of children, and of bringing medical advance to Africa. Apparently, though, their largesse did not extend to me, as they left me to pay for my own coffee. And the tip.
“The more you give, the more you get - to give,” they’d said. Their words tossed around in my head like a cork on the ocean during our flight to Africa. Africa, to my surprise, is one really big place - bigger even than America. But, unlike in America, there are no Black people…only Africans. I was reminded of the great American jazz artists who would tour Europe back in the day, and who were amazed at being treated always like human beings - at worst, as Americans - but never as Black. And there are a lot of Africans, too. And each one is more beautiful than Brad and Angelina put together. The Africans agreed with me on this point, of course, but they laughed when I suggested for them a career in Hollywood…maybe that’s why they need our help so much.

 I discovered that in Africa, there are more children infected with HIV/AIDS than the total number of adult cases in all of North America.  Wars rage continually across the African continent.  Many foreign corporations contract to exploit the resources of the rich continent.  Also, the names of nations, along with their borders, seem to change with the wind.  And though many people feel joy there, many too suffer.  While virtue does attend some suffering, suffering without meaning is a great curse here.  All these things did I witness in Africa, as did my celebrity hosts.

It came to me with some surprise that Brad and Angelina were not the only famous stars who contribute their time, money, and efforts to the cause of justice in Africa. I wondered why these wealthy folks didn’t just buy themselves a deserted island somewhere to enjoy the fruits of their stardom. I’ve seen their photographs on magazine newsstands, and they always seem to be in sweat suits, running away from the camera lens. In Africa, though, I never saw Brad and Angelina running from any cameras. I worried that they were neglecting their usual exercise, and I made my concern known to them.
My hosts explained to me that we were at that time in the country of Namibia (which, they reassured me, was still in Africa.) In fact, their child had been born in that country, and they naturally felt a special fondness for the place. The government officials in Namibia likewise embrace Brad, Angelina and their lovely family. The government has expressed hope for the newborn babe to become an ambassador for the nation of Namibia. For these reasons, the government takes its own measures to protect the privacy of the famous, philanthropic family. Apparently, the African government is not bound by the same dedication to liberty as are some Western democracies. Photographers are reportedly prone to arrest, and visas are denied journalists without Brad and Angelina’s written permission. Such facts go some way to explain the attraction which Africa holds for many celebrities as they search the globe for provident places to practice their philanthropy.
There are many factors which conspire to bring charitable behavior from any person. Success seems to attend those of us who see that when we give of ourselves what other people want and need, we are repaid in full. Such are the economies of all social transactions. Stars in our entertainment heaven guide us in our desire to enjoy a limited fame in our own small world. But these movie stars shine for many around the globe, and prayers for real and worldly help rise up to them from many millions of folk. The economies of give-and-take extend even to performers whom we make larger than life. Their returns to us, they decide, must be as spectacular as their renown. Celebrity stars, in the middle of their careers, portray for us the characters of giving persons, and there are many sides to the motives which support giving. Yet, all charity given from the heart bears the same stamp, no matter how widely advertised it may be. What Brad and Angelina have earned through their work, they earn through us all; what they give, then, is also in some part ours. Let us reflect on the picture of giving, and follow the lead of those celebrities whom we put in a position to show us the way to becoming who we want to become, namely, more of ourselves and more of others. ‘’‘For if we won’t climb the mountain ourselves, we must admire and respect those of our champions who will.
’Emphasized’‘

PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!+’

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Essays and such men we need and love!
Coming soon…

PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!

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PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!

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ESSAYS and POETRY from MEN we need and love!
December Feature: Writer & Educator, John Gerlach

FICTION
Brad, Angelina and I
By John Gerlach

Alone atop the mountain sits a wise old man, or so it was told to me by local villagers. “Climb this mountain,” they said, “and after many trials, you will reach the old man; he will tell you the meaning of life.” This seemed a reasonable adventure, not to mention inexpensive, so I started up the side of the mountain. Before I had gone very far, though, I espied two figures coming down the mountain, a man and a woman. I approached them, and looking to save myself the trouble of going on any higher, I asked whether they had visited the wise man at the summit, and what had he said to them? Graciously, the two repeated to me the old man’s words.
“In each of us,” told the old man, “there are several different parts. There is that part which wants; there is the part which needs; best of all, there is the part which has.” The two climbers seemed pleased with this riddle, though I admit its meaning was lost on me. The two travellers read the puzzled look on my face, and they suggested I continue my climb, to find the words’ meaning myself. I thought it prudent, however, and a whole lot easier, just to follow them down off the mountain. A little fresh air and some vicarious wisdom seemed enough for me for one day. We climbed down the hill together to a shop and had coffee.
I asked Brad and Angelina what they thought of the message, and what they planned to do now? Here is what they said: “We all start out life with only ourselves. As we live, we seek to get the things we want and need. In time, we discover, against common sense, that if there is something that we have, but we want more of it, give it away, for it will return to us in abundance. That which we want or need is that which we prize most highly. Whether love, or money, or fame - give it up. For the more you give, the more you get - to give (and this last part is the indispensible condition.) So you’ve got to commit yourself to keep giving.” This was the course they’d determined to follow.
I found myself strangely attracted to Brad and Angelina’s reasoning, perhaps because I had so little of it myself. They gave in to my request of allowing me to follow their charity, wherever it might take them. They seemed intent on supporting the cause of children, and of bringing medical advance to Africa. Apparently, though, their largesse did not extend to me, as they left me to pay for my own coffee. And the tip.
“The more you give, the more you get - to give,” they’d said. Their words tossed around in my head like a cork on the ocean during our flight to Africa. Africa, to my surprise, is one really big place - bigger even than America. But, unlike in America, there are no Black people…only Africans. I was reminded of the great American jazz artists who would tour Europe back in the day, and who were amazed at being treated always like human beings - at worst, as Americans - but never as Black. And there are a lot of Africans, too. And each one is more beautiful than Brad and Angelina put together. The Africans agreed with me on this point, of course, but they laughed when I suggested for them a career in Hollywood…maybe that’s why they need our help so much.

 I discovered that in Africa, there are more children infected with HIV/AIDS than the total number of adult cases in all of North America.  Wars rage continually across the African continent.  Many foreign corporations contract to exploit the resources of the rich continent.  Also, the names of nations, along with their borders, seem to change with the wind.  And though many people feel joy there, many too suffer.  While virtue does attend some suffering, suffering without meaning is a great curse here.  All these things did I witness in Africa, as did my celebrity hosts.

It came to me with some surprise that Brad and Angelina were not the only famous stars who contribute their time, money, and efforts to the cause of justice in Africa. I wondered why these wealthy folks didn’t just buy themselves a deserted island somewhere to enjoy the fruits of their stardom. I’ve seen their photographs on magazine newsstands, and they always seem to be in sweat suits, running away from the camera lens. In Africa, though, I never saw Brad and Angelina running from any cameras. I worried that they were neglecting their usual exercise, and I made my concern known to them.
My hosts explained to me that we were at that time in the country of Namibia (which, they reassured me, was still in Africa.) In fact, their child had been born in that country, and they naturally felt a special fondness for the place. The government officials in Namibia likewise embrace Brad, Angelina and their lovely family. The government has expressed hope for the newborn babe to become an ambassador for the nation of Namibia. For these reasons, the government takes its own measures to protect the privacy of the famous, philanthropic family. Apparently, the African government is not bound by the same dedication to liberty as are some Western democracies. Photographers are reportedly prone to arrest, and visas are denied journalists without Brad and Angelina’s written permission. Such facts go some way to explain the attraction which Africa holds for many celebrities as they search the globe for provident places to practice their philanthropy.
There are many factors which conspire to bring charitable behavior from any person. Success seems to attend those of us who see that when we give of ourselves what other people want and need, we are repaid in full. Such are the economies of all social transactions. Stars in our entertainment heaven guide us in our desire to enjoy a limited fame in our own small world. But these movie stars shine for many around the globe, and prayers for real and worldly help rise up to them from many millions of folk. The economies of give-and-take extend even to performers whom we make larger than life. Their returns to us, they decide, must be as spectacular as their renown. Celebrity stars, in the middle of their careers, portray for us the characters of giving persons, and there are many sides to the motives which support giving. Yet, all charity given from the heart bears the same stamp, no matter how widely advertised it may be. What Brad and Angelina have earned through their work, they earn through us all; what they give, then, is also in some part ours. Let us reflect on the picture of giving, and follow the lead of those celebrities whom we put in a position to show us the way to becoming who we want to become, namely, more of ourselves and more of others. ‘’‘For if we won’t climb the mountain ourselves, we must admire and respect those of our champions who will.
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December 3, 2006

On Morals and Ethics
by John Gerlach

	We in America credit our founding fathers with the wisdom to make the separation of church and state an element of our Constitution.  Before the founding of our nation, kings argued that they were chosen by God to rule others.  Now that the kings of the world are mostly gone, it’s safe to say they were wrong about their divinity.  But where did that radical idea come from that resisted the divine right of kings?  Discovering this truth must have been like discovering that the earth is round.  What did the fight sound like that said that kings in wigs do not come straight from heaven?
	In early days, when you looked around the known world, you could find governments and religions working so closely together that you could hardly tell them apart, and so one was tempted to think that they were one in the same entity.  Philosophers reasoned ill that an enlightened ruler could bring the City of God into the world.  Then, Columbus discovered America, and all that changed.  In the variety of tribal America, there were found cultures which had kings, but these kings sometimes had nothing to do with religious worship at all.  For the first time, there was evidence that church and state could continue apart from each other.  There were many other surprising discoveries about the possible arrangements of culture which anticipated our United States Constitution, which is different from any other government document that had come before it, and which has influenced so many documents after it.
	In addition to the cultural elements of church and state, there are other elements which are just as integral to the functioning of culture.  Industry and commerce are two of these; education, science, and art are other examples.  But in today’s world, there are two important parts of culture which have become confused, just as church and state once had been.  If you look in the dictionary for the word moral, you might find one word for its erroneous definition: ethic.  If  you then look up ethic, naturally you would find for its false definition: moral.  To someone who makes special study of such concepts as these, this is as shocking to the sensibilities as if church were defined as state, and state as church.
	The cultural elements of morals and ethics could not be more distinct and mutually exclusive.  It is important to notice that morals and ethics each are as indispensible to any culture as are government or religion, art, science, education and the rest.  But, when any such elements become thought of as one in the same thing, like morals and ethics, or church and state - or worse, that one element is subject to another (as some persons wrongly think that morals are a subset of religion), it is as if a sickness pervades the culture.  The culture can continue, as these diverse elements persist in their true priority despite their misapprehension by the culture’s leaders and thinkers, but the culture is stunted in its growth as it is directed with an incomplete understanding of the processes of its functioning.  In the interest of growth, the United States Constitution declares for the separation, not just of church and state, but implicitly of all the most basic cultural elements, morals and ethics included; they are no less important than government or religion themselves, or any other parts of a culture, for that matter.  
	What exactly, then, is the difference between morals and ethics?  It is a curious thing that a people could be so content as to not discriminate this vital distinction, even in our universities, or in our churches, or in our dictionaries.  It is a relatively easy question to answer.  It is slightly harder to remember that answer, though, when surrounded by folks whose habit it is to confuse the two, if they even care about them at all.  Just as there are legal codes which establish justice in the dealings between individuals, there are also moral codes and ethical codes which people will follow.  For instance, there are ethical codes for doctors, politicians, teachers, and other professionals.  There are also moral codes, and often these are borrowed from religious tradition.  How, then, do ethics and morals differ, and why does it seem that a person is free to choose a code of one’s liking, and just insert the code to fit?
	In its simplest expression, it is enough to say that an ethical code is a set of rules which one can break (more or less intentionally.)  On the other hand, a moral code is a set of rules which get broken.  We are free as individuals to choose which code to put in place for ourselves, sometimes with comic, sometimes tragic consequences.  It is easiest to illustrate the relationship between ethics and morals by looking at the role which the Ten Commandments, familiar to so many, play in our cultural life, and which are common to Jewish, Christian, and Muslim culture alike.  It will be seen that even if someone embrace this Code of Moses, its use with respect to ethics or morals might well work against its right intent, resulting in less than divine outcomes.  Nevertheless, and although peoples’ reference to the Ten Commandments be inappropriate, the believer must assent to the ultimate perfection of the Mosaic Code, given its right understanding.  It is the proper employment of such a code in our moral life that our argument endeavors to determine.  
	 Originally, the Ten Commandments were established as part of an ethical code.  That is, its points were to be followed for the sake of gaining Paradise.  Rules lead to more rules, and legalistic commentaries, and it is plain to see how even in our own day that, if nothing else, one might follow the Ten Commandments in order just to stay out of jail, with the promise of Paradise reduced to a fringe benefit of being a law-abiding citizen.  This is how it used to be, and for many it still is, when a code such as the Ten Commandments serves as a guide to intentional, ethical conduct.  Gratefully, there is yet another way to honor this code, stay out of jail, gain Paradise, and with a lot less anxiety.  For this way, we turn to the Christian apostle Paul.
	If a person knows anything of the Christian Saint Paul, it is usually that he interpreted a code of ethics based on Christian teaching which is simple to remember, namely Faith, Hope, and Charity.  As one considers the choices faced in daily life, one need only refer to these three points of Faith, Hope, and Charity to help determine one’s right course of conduct.  This is the ethical code of all true Christians, and its use is in the rational and conscious decision-making of everyday affairs.  What, then, of the Ten Commandments, which is part of the ethical code of Judaism?  For the true Christian, who respects the Ten Commandments still, they are preserved now as a moral code - that is, the Commandments are graces which are promised as a consequence of living by the ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.
	For the believer, the Ten Commandments remain absolute.  The Commandments of God are not liable to destruction.  Christ Himself is said to have come, “…not to destroy the Law, but to fulfill the Law.”  The use of the Ten Commandments as a code of ethics is rejected in Christianity, in favor of Faith, Hope, and Charity, which are direct correlaries of the Christian Trinity of God the Father, Christ the Son, and the Holy Spirit.  Faith, Hope, and Charity are likened to the Trinity, and are referenced for the Christian individual’s direction in conduct.  These three points of code are obviously open to broad and private interpretation, and so the believer must have some way to gain assurance of having made the right interpretation.  To this end, the Ten Commandments serve as the moral code for the Christian, rather than as their ethical code.  The Christian sets up the Ten Commandments as a guidepost to help interpret the spiritual recompense of his or her ethical choices.  The reason for this arrangement deserves a closer look into the responsibility of the believer in the Covenant with God.
	When we speak of secular leaders, their commandments are contingent, arbitrary, and enforcible with the sword.  When we speak of an omnipotent God, the Commandments are absolute in a universal, spiritual way, and their enforcement is immediate, irrevocable, and total.  Yet, one finds that to break the Commandments of God is perfectly easy fo human beings to do.  How can it be that a mere mortal shatter the Commandments of Almighty God.  To lie, cheat, steal, and the rest - these are shown to bring success in the world, it being in the nature of humans to sin.  We must refine our understanding, then, to accept that the operation of God’s Commandments prevail only within the commerce between human hearts.  It is a perversion of reason to apply the dictates of the Ten Commandments to physical reality or political design, as they demonstrate no technical validity when applied to the mechanical world.  Their use in temporal affairs results in weak, disintegrating systems, like a house of cards, requiring extraordinary conceits in order to preserve their existence.  Material reality serves simply as the telling record of consequence in the active exchange of human hearts.  If we set up these Mosaic prohibitions to guide our actions, we succeed only in avoiding jail; we benefit nothing spiritually from following rules for their own sake, and cannot gain Paradise in that way.  The great and holy mystery in this truth, which is the very redemption for which Christ lived, died, and arose from death becomes clear when we examine the nature of the Covenant which God offers to the faithful.
	Many of the Commandments begin with the words, “Thou shalt not….”  It is essential to note that such Commandments as written do not form complete sentences.  But, anyone would expect that universal Commandments be expressed in complete sentences!  In truth, these conditional expressions, “Thou shalt not…,”  suggest that some clause precede such Commandments, a clause which one must infer will help confirm the Covenant which God offers.  Read instead, “If thou accepteth the Covenant with God, then thou shalt not steal,” with each Commandment being offered as an absolute and certain gift of God in response to the believer keeping to his or her part of the bargain.  “If thou accepteth the Covenant of God, then thou shalt not kill; therefore, conduct yourself with Faith, Hope, and Charity, and these gifts of God are guaranteed to you with absolute certainty.”  In this way, the Commandments of God are absolute, in that the promise of their granting will endure for all time.  There only remains the question of how to acquire these great gifts (as all beings must surely desire release from suffering the natural inclination to lie, cheat, steal, kill, and so on.)  As you act according to Faith, Hope, and Charity, these glorious graces, these exemptions from temptation, will not be withheld.
	Consider, then, the value of setting up the Ten Commandments as a moral code, rather than as an ethical code to be strictly observed.  The Covenant with God tells us that it is God who must abide the Ten Commandments according to God’s own Covenant; that is the promise.  For our part, as we fulfill our side of the bargain, we follow our ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.  These three simple ethical rules are subject to erroneous or incomplete interpretation as we follow them in our daily lives.  In order to know how well we are doing in our part of the Covenant, we look to the Ten Commandments - which, again, is God’s own ethical code - and we set it as our own moral code.  We consult the Commandments in this way to judge for ourselves how it is we receive God’s promised gifts, and how it is that they are withheld from our grace.  The merit for the inflow of God’s graces belongs to each of us individually.  If one were a perfect person, God would surely grant all gifts without stint.  If we discover upon investigation that we even see the opportunity to steal, then we know that we have been negligent in our Faith, Hope, and Charity.  As God withholds his gifts, and leaves us prone to the temptations of our humanity, we may know from this that we need to make adjustments in our ethical conduct.
	The Ten Commandments serve as only a part of that Covenant with God.  We believe that the Commandments are perfectly forthcoming only insofar as we deserve them, and a perfect ethic would bring them totally, for they are as the ethical code of God; God confers these graces on condition and to the extent that Faith, Hope, and Charity be practiced by individuals in engagement with their living neighbors.  They become the moral code of believers as we view how God grants them to us accordingly as we deserve them by our actions; if we fail to earn the Commandments in any degree, the fault lay in our own dedication to our ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.  Follow no rules for their own sake, for that is the anxiety which Christ’s death redeems us from having to suffer.  Love is all.  Truth is all.  One may rest assured that by following the Christian ethic of Faith, Hope, and Charity, and if the laws of the land are based on the Ten Commandments, as oftentimes they are, then the laws of the land shall be abided even in ignorance of their particulars, insofar as one follows the ethic of Faith, Hope, and Charity, for Almighty God shall remove from the believer any desire for worldly gain at the expense of another person, which is what just laws protect against.  To follow the Commandments for their own sake, though, keeps us from jail only, and contributes nothing whatever to our participation in the eternal.  
	A person is forever free to choose a set of rules, whether advertised as a condition of one’s professional practice, or created piecemeal and without forethought from the contingencies and absurdities of everyday life.  The example of the interplay between divinely ordained codes of ethics and morals presents the possible relationship in beauty between the several elements of culture; the example suggests a cure to the anxiety which many persons suffer as they make the vain, though pious, attempt to reconcile the moral Commandments of God with the ethical dictates of Mammon.  Suffice it to say that God does not care how you make your way in the world, only that the moral retribution of your ethical conduct is never so certain as when it is promised to you by God.  There is no holy way to make money, and that’s all right.  It is in the foolish hope that there is that trouble rears its head. 
	The confusion of ethics (our acts) with morals (the consequence of our acts) stands today as the greatest hindrance to the advancement of culture since church and state were wedded in blissful and deadly ignorance.  There are no certain guarantees in the relationship between worldly ethics and morals, but that does not mean that their right relationship should be ignored.  Unscrupulous leaders, demogogues, will seek to convince persons that the laws of the land are inviolable because they are founded on the Commandments of God; lawbreakers then take on the role of evildoer, rather than of suffering servant.  Punish lawbreakers, if that is your way, but the punishment can only be viewed as an outward recognition of the breach of ethic which a society demands from its members.  If a penitentary be for the truly penitent, then one’s reform must seek more than the compulsion to abide the laws for their own sake, out of fear for one’s freedom.  When leadership asserts that breaking the law must have jail for its effect, one can confidently respond that the breaking of the law is the effect, and merely confirms for the citizen with legal force what private reflection might more solidly achieve, namely the recognition that I come to suffering when I gain at others’ expense.  Provide a person recourse out of this pitiable estate in the form of a rational and observable relationship between action and consequence which they themselves can manage in the absence of a responsible penal system, and you offer more than fear for the creation of good citizens.  You offer instead the most certain rule you know of - that in order to follow the law perfectly and without anxiety, follow the ethic which was made to result in that very and holy outcome.  Else prison, and hard times all around.    

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December 3, 2006

On Morals and Ethics
by John Gerlach

	We in America credit our founding fathers with the wisdom to make the separation of church and state an element of our Constitution.  Before the founding of our nation, kings argued that they were chosen by God to rule others.  Now that the kings of the world are mostly gone, it’s safe to say they were wrong about their divinity.  But where did that radical idea come from that resisted the divine right of kings?  Discovering this truth must have been like discovering that the earth is round.  What did the fight sound like that said that kings in wigs do not come straight from heaven?
	In early days, when you looked around the known world, you could find governments and religions working so closely together that you could hardly tell them apart, and so one was tempted to think that they were one in the same entity.  Philosophers reasoned ill that an enlightened ruler could bring the City of God into the world.  Then, Columbus discovered America, and all that changed.  In the variety of tribal America, there were found cultures which had kings, but these kings sometimes had nothing to do with religious worship at all.  For the first time, there was evidence that church and state could continue apart from each other.  There were many other surprising discoveries about the possible arrangements of culture which anticipated our United States Constitution, which is different from any other government document that had come before it, and which has influenced so many documents after it.
	In addition to the cultural elements of church and state, there are other elements which are just as integral to the functioning of culture.  Industry and commerce are two of these; education, science, and art are other examples.  But in today’s world, there are two important parts of culture which have become confused, just as church and state once had been.  If you look in the dictionary for the word moral, you might find one word for its erroneous definition: ethic.  If  you then look up ethic, naturally you would find for its false definition: moral.  To someone who makes special study of such concepts as these, this is as shocking to the sensibilities as if church were defined as state, and state as church.
	The cultural elements of morals and ethics could not be more distinct and mutually exclusive.  It is important to notice that morals and ethics each are as indispensible to any culture as are government or religion, art, science, education and the rest.  But, when any such elements become thought of as one in the same thing, like morals and ethics, or church and state - or worse, that one element is subject to another (as some persons wrongly think that morals are a subset of religion), it is as if a sickness pervades the culture.  The culture can continue, as these diverse elements persist in their true priority despite their misapprehension by the culture’s leaders and thinkers, but the culture is stunted in its growth as it is directed with an incomplete understanding of the processes of its functioning.  In the interest of growth, the United States Constitution declares for the separation, not just of church and state, but implicitly of all the most basic cultural elements, morals and ethics included; they are no less important than government or religion themselves, or any other parts of a culture, for that matter.  
	What exactly, then, is the difference between morals and ethics?  It is a curious thing that a people could be so content as to not discriminate this vital distinction, even in our universities, or in our churches, or in our dictionaries.  It is a relatively easy question to answer.  It is slightly harder to remember that answer, though, when surrounded by folks whose habit it is to confuse the two, if they even care about them at all.  Just as there are legal codes which establish justice in the dealings between individuals, there are also moral codes and ethical codes which people will follow.  For instance, there are ethical codes for doctors, politicians, teachers, and other professionals.  There are also moral codes, and often these are borrowed from religious tradition.  How, then, do ethics and morals differ, and why does it seem that a person is free to choose a code of one’s liking, and just insert the code to fit?
	In its simplest expression, it is enough to say that an ethical code is a set of rules which one can break (more or less intentionally.)  On the other hand, a moral code is a set of rules which get broken.  We are free as individuals to choose which code to put in place for ourselves, sometimes with comic, sometimes tragic consequences.  It is easiest to illustrate the relationship between ethics and morals by looking at the role which the Ten Commandments, familiar to so many, play in our cultural life, and which are common to Jewish, Christian, and Muslim culture alike.  It will be seen that even if someone embrace this Code of Moses, its use with respect to ethics or morals might well work against its right intent, resulting in less than divine outcomes.  Nevertheless, and although peoples’ reference to the Ten Commandments be inappropriate, the believer must assent to the ultimate perfection of the Mosaic Code, given its right understanding.  It is the proper employment of such a code in our moral life that our argument endeavors to determine.  
	 Originally, the Ten Commandments were established as part of an ethical code.  That is, its points were to be followed for the sake of gaining Paradise.  Rules lead to more rules, and legalistic commentaries, and it is plain to see how even in our own day that, if nothing else, one might follow the Ten Commandments in order just to stay out of jail, with the promise of Paradise reduced to a fringe benefit of being a law-abiding citizen.  This is how it used to be, and for many it still is, when a code such as the Ten Commandments serves as a guide to intentional, ethical conduct.  Gratefully, there is yet another way to honor this code, stay out of jail, gain Paradise, and with a lot less anxiety.  For this way, we turn to the Christian apostle Paul.
	If a person knows anything of the Christian Saint Paul, it is usually that he interpreted a code of ethics based on Christian teaching which is simple to remember, namely Faith, Hope, and Charity.  As one considers the choices faced in daily life, one need only refer to these three points of Faith, Hope, and Charity to help determine one’s right course of conduct.  This is the ethical code of all true Christians, and its use is in the rational and conscious decision-making of everyday affairs.  What, then, of the Ten Commandments, which is part of the ethical code of Judaism?  For the true Christian, who respects the Ten Commandments still, they are preserved now as a moral code - that is, the Commandments are graces which are promised as a consequence of living by the ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.
	For the believer, the Ten Commandments remain absolute.  The Commandments of God are not liable to destruction.  Christ Himself is said to have come, “…not to destroy the Law, but to fulfill the Law.”  The use of the Ten Commandments as a code of ethics is rejected in Christianity, in favor of Faith, Hope, and Charity, which are direct correlaries of the Christian Trinity of God the Father, Christ the Son, and the Holy Spirit.  Faith, Hope, and Charity are likened to the Trinity, and are referenced for the Christian individual’s direction in conduct.  These three points of code are obviously open to broad and private interpretation, and so the believer must have some way to gain assurance of having made the right interpretation.  To this end, the Ten Commandments serve as the moral code for the Christian, rather than as their ethical code.  The Christian sets up the Ten Commandments as a guidepost to help interpret the spiritual recompense of his or her ethical choices.  The reason for this arrangement deserves a closer look into the responsibility of the believer in the Covenant with God.
	When we speak of secular leaders, their commandments are contingent, arbitrary, and enforcible with the sword.  When we speak of an omnipotent God, the Commandments are absolute in a universal, spiritual way, and their enforcement is immediate, irrevocable, and total.  Yet, one finds that to break the Commandments of God is perfectly easy fo human beings to do.  How can it be that a mere mortal shatter the Commandments of Almighty God.  To lie, cheat, steal, and the rest - these are shown to bring success in the world, it being in the nature of humans to sin.  We must refine our understanding, then, to accept that the operation of God’s Commandments prevail only within the commerce between human hearts.  It is a perversion of reason to apply the dictates of the Ten Commandments to physical reality or political design, as they demonstrate no technical validity when applied to the mechanical world.  Their use in temporal affairs results in weak, disintegrating systems, like a house of cards, requiring extraordinary conceits in order to preserve their existence.  Material reality serves simply as the telling record of consequence in the active exchange of human hearts.  If we set up these Mosaic prohibitions to guide our actions, we succeed only in avoiding jail; we benefit nothing spiritually from following rules for their own sake, and cannot gain Paradise in that way.  The great and holy mystery in this truth, which is the very redemption for which Christ lived, died, and arose from death becomes clear when we examine the nature of the Covenant which God offers to the faithful.
	Many of the Commandments begin with the words, “Thou shalt not….”  It is essential to note that such Commandments as written do not form complete sentences.  But, anyone would expect that universal Commandments be expressed in complete sentences!  In truth, these conditional expressions, “Thou shalt not…,”  suggest that some clause precede such Commandments, a clause which one must infer will help confirm the Covenant which God offers.  Read instead, “If thou accepteth the Covenant with God, then thou shalt not steal,” with each Commandment being offered as an absolute and certain gift of God in response to the believer keeping to his or her part of the bargain.  “If thou accepteth the Covenant of God, then thou shalt not kill; therefore, conduct yourself with Faith, Hope, and Charity, and these gifts of God are guaranteed to you with absolute certainty.”  In this way, the Commandments of God are absolute, in that the promise of their granting will endure for all time.  There only remains the question of how to acquire these great gifts (as all beings must surely desire release from suffering the natural inclination to lie, cheat, steal, kill, and so on.)  As you act according to Faith, Hope, and Charity, these glorious graces, these exemptions from temptation, will not be withheld.
	Consider, then, the value of setting up the Ten Commandments as a moral code, rather than as an ethical code to be strictly observed.  The Covenant with God tells us that it is God who must abide the Ten Commandments according to God’s own Covenant; that is the promise.  For our part, as we fulfill our side of the bargain, we follow our ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.  These three simple ethical rules are subject to erroneous or incomplete interpretation as we follow them in our daily lives.  In order to know how well we are doing in our part of the Covenant, we look to the Ten Commandments - which, again, is God’s own ethical code - and we set it as our own moral code.  We consult the Commandments in this way to judge for ourselves how it is we receive God’s promised gifts, and how it is that they are withheld from our grace.  The merit for the inflow of God’s graces belongs to each of us individually.  If one were a perfect person, God would surely grant all gifts without stint.  If we discover upon investigation that we even see the opportunity to steal, then we know that we have been negligent in our Faith, Hope, and Charity.  As God withholds his gifts, and leaves us prone to the temptations of our humanity, we may know from this that we need to make adjustments in our ethical conduct.
	The Ten Commandments serve as only a part of that Covenant with God.  We believe that the Commandments are perfectly forthcoming only insofar as we deserve them, and a perfect ethic would bring them totally, for they are as the ethical code of God; God confers these graces on condition and to the extent that Faith, Hope, and Charity be practiced by individuals in engagement with their living neighbors.  They become the moral code of believers as we view how God grants them to us accordingly as we deserve them by our actions; if we fail to earn the Commandments in any degree, the fault lay in our own dedication to our ethical code of Faith, Hope, and Charity.  Follow no rules for their own sake, for that is the anxiety which Christ’s death redeems us from having to suffer.  Love is all.  Truth is all.  One may rest assured that by following the Christian ethic of Faith, Hope, and Charity, and if the laws of the land are based on the Ten Commandments, as oftentimes they are, then the laws of the land shall be abided even in ignorance of their particulars, insofar as one follows the ethic of Faith, Hope, and Charity, for Almighty God shall remove from the believer any desire for worldly gain at the expense of another person, which is what just laws protect against.  To follow the Commandments for their own sake, though, keeps us from jail only, and contributes nothing whatever to our participation in the eternal.  
	A person is forever free to choose a set of rules, whether advertised as a condition of one’s professional practice, or created piecemeal and without forethought from the contingencies and absurdities of everyday life.  The example of the interplay between divinely ordained codes of ethics and morals presents the possible relationship in beauty between the several elements of culture; the example suggests a cure to the anxiety which many persons suffer as they make the vain, though pious, attempt to reconcile the moral Commandments of God with the ethical dictates of Mammon.  Suffice it to say that God does not care how you make your way in the world, only that the moral retribution of your ethical conduct is never so certain as when it is promised to you by God.  There is no holy way to make money, and that’s all right.  It is in the foolish hope that there is that trouble rears its head. 
	The confusion of ethics (our acts) with morals (the consequence of our acts) stands today as the greatest hindrance to the advancement of culture since church and state were wedded in blissful and deadly ignorance.  There are no certain guarantees in the relationship between worldly ethics and morals, but that does not mean that their right relationship should be ignored.  Unscrupulous leaders, demogogues, will seek to convince persons that the laws of the land are inviolable because they are founded on the Commandments of God; lawbreakers then take on the role of evildoer, rather than of suffering servant.  Punish lawbreakers, if that is your way, but the punishment can only be viewed as an outward recognition of the breach of ethic which a society demands from its members.  If a penitentary be for the truly penitent, then one’s reform must seek more than the compulsion to abide the laws for their own sake, out of fear for one’s freedom.  When leadership asserts that breaking the law must have jail for its effect, one can confidently respond that the breaking of the law is the effect, and merely confirms for the citizen with legal force what private reflection might more solidly achieve, namely the recognition that I come to suffering when I gain at others’ expense.  Provide a person recourse out of this pitiable estate in the form of a rational and observable relationship between action and consequence which they themselves can manage in the absence of a responsible penal system, and you offer more than fear for the creation of good citizens.  You offer instead the most certain rule you know of - that in order to follow the law perfectly and without anxiety, follow the ethic which was made to result in that very and holy outcome.  Else prison, and hard times all around.    

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Artists make a choice to be hungry and poor. There is no money in art. You are hungry and it is nobody’s fault but yours.Friends have said this to me lately. They are right.

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Artists make a choice to be hungry and poor. There is no money in art. You are hungry and it is nobody’s fault but yours.
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I admire the work and peristence of Milwaukee artists, Evelyn Terry and Della Wells. I would like to sit down with them and have a conversation about this artist life in Milwaukee. I need to join ABEA.

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I admire the work and persistence of Milwaukee artists, Evelyn Terry and Della Wells. I would like to sit down with them and have a conversation about this artist life in Milwaukee. I need to join ABEA.

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A HOODMOMMA’s Man Friend

Coming soon…essays and articles from men we need and love!

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Various awards and recognitions…recently Honored as an Emerging Leader at the 2006 Congressional Black Caucus Conference in Washington D.C.

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The View From Here

By Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle
“I am Hungry”

Artists make a choice to be hungry and poor. There is no money in art. You are hungry and it is nobody’s fault but yours.Friends have said this to me lately. They are right.
I make art, teach art. I am art. I am hungry.
Literally and figuratively.
Milwaukee is a hard place to be an artist. Milwaukee is a difficult place to be an African American artist. Milwaukee is an extremely cold place to be a female African American artist. I must be crazy.
I admire the work and peristence of Milwaukee artists, Evelyn Terry and Della Wells. I would like to sit down with them and have a conversation about this artist life in Milwaukee. I need to join ABEA.
We need to keep creating and revealing beauty. Our city needs more of it. But it is hard. I make things with my hands. Beautiful things. But it seems they will never help me feed myself and my babies. Too many people would rather buy mass produced goods with no heart-touch. Or they want to purchase something from an exclusive gallery.
Where does that leave women artists like me?
Hungry.

I have a “plan for my pain”! I am going to promote “Beautiful Hustles”! This is a collective of Hoodmomma artists creating and selling their work for self-sufficiency. A fair trade…beauty for food. Beauty for money. Again, I must be crazy. But what do I have to lose? Nothing.

Folks tell me how great and wonderful I am all the time. How they love what I create. I can’t live on compliments. I need people to make a real effort to support our social enterprises. I know too many women with great talent they’ve tried to offer the city. I know too many women that have considered prostitution when having someone trade money for their art and work would have been enough.

Maybe I should give up being an artist and cultural activist. Get a 9 to 5 and create on the side. I find that hard. I have so much beauty in me…I see so much beauty in others. I want to midwife more beauty into the world. Especially our city. Milwaukee…yes we need so much more.

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…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists and a wisom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists, Advice Column by Anni Ruth and a poetic wisdom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life, are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist.
All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin.
I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My work has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community-building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need forus women to heal from our wounds. I have a firmly believe that when the women…vessels of life, are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life, are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.

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DEFINITION OF HOODMOMMA

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I speak too colorfully sometimes. Probably most times. Don’t listen. Just feel me.

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I speak too colorfully sometimes. Probably most times.
Don’t listen. Just feel me.

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All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2006. You ought to know better than to copy or use this content without asking me!

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All Rights Reserved. Copyright December 2006. You ought to know better than to copy or use this content without asking me!

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PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!

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PEACE IN ACTION Calendar Coming Soon!

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Hosted by Lady CT aka the prolific and beautiful Hoodmomma Charlesetta Thompson!

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Hosted by Lady CT aka the prolific and beautiful Hoodmomma, Charlesetta Thompson!

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud.

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COFFEE MAKES YOU BLACK CAFE

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“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. She has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”

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“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. She has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”’‘

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A BEAUTIFUL HUSTLE
Hoodmomma will share the legitimate hustles of women artists who are trying to feed their souls, feed their babies, pay their bills and keep on keepin’ on. Contact Tanya @ tblacksky72@yahoo.com to share your beautiful hustle!
Checkout these offerings and remember: Tis the season to support local artists!!!

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A BEAUTIFUL HUSTLE

Hoodmomma will share the legitimate hustles of women artists who are trying to feed their souls, feed their babies, pay their bills and keep on keepin’ on.

Contact Tanya @ tblacksky72@yahoo.com with your beautiful hustle!
Checkout these offerings and remember: Tis the season to support local artists!

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AND Shop with Sara @ the new Fischeberger’s Variety on Holton!COFFEE MAKES YOU BLACK CAFE

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AND Shop with Sara @ the new Fischeberger’s Variety on Holton!

‘’‘COFFEE MAKES YOU BLACK CAFE

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Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from creative and cultural arts programs that help spread the word on the arts as a tool for healing & an alternative to negative behavior.

S.O.P. Youth Leadership Circle

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COMING Atcha in 2007…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists and a wisom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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COMING Atcha from Hoodmomma Magazine in 2007

…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists and a wisom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!


All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2006. You ought to know better than to copy or use this content without asking me!
tblacksky72@yahoo.com

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You Ought to Know Me

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You Ought to Know Me

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“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. She has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”

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“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. She has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”

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A BEAUTIFUL HUSTLE

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Also, catch Hoodmommas selling spirited beauty at Club Timbuktu this Friday & Saturday night! Come shop for unique handcrafted jewelry, miniture paintings, hand-painted hand bags and fairly-traded African jewelry and masks crafted by a family of artists in Africa.

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Also, catch Hoodmommas selling spirited beauty at Club Timbuktu this Friday & Saturday night! Come shop for unique handcrafted jewelry, minature paintings, hand-painted hand bags and fairly-traded African jewelry and masks crafted by a family of artists.

AND Shop with Sara @ the new Fischeberger’s Variety on Holton!COFFEE MAKES YOU BLACK CAFE
2803 North Teutonia Avenue
414*562*5225

Checkout Java Vibe Poetry Open Mic
Every 1st and 3rd Saturday from 4–7pm
Hosted by Lady CT aka the prolific and beautiful Hoodmomma Charlesetta Thompson!

Next Feature Poet:
Inker “Spitfire” Henderson
December 16th ‘’‘

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Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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Milwaukee youth deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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—I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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—I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky


COMING Atcha in 2007…a lifestyle column from DQueen, The View From Here by Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, a Nu Voices section from Milwaukee youth activists and a wisom column, Sista Voices, from Charlesetta Thompson!

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Welcome to our virtual publication! Hoodmomma will offer authentic voices of the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for our babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility, equality and is everyday women. Mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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Welcome to our virtual publication! Hoodmomma will offer authentic voices of the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for our babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility, equality and beauty is everyday women. Mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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Hoodmomma will share the legitimate hustles of women artists who are trying to feed their souls, feed their babies, pay their bills and keep on keepin’ on. Contact Tanya @ tblacksky72@yahoo.com to share your beautiful hustle!
Checkout these offerings and remember: Tis the season to support local artists!!!
www.dqueenscrowns.com
www.ccai-milw.com

Greer Oaks Gallery
5th Annual Holiday Bazaar
Now thru December 17th!
Friday & Saturdays 10Am-6PM
Sundays Noon-6PM
Monday - Thursday by appointment only
Artists on display include the fine work of Calvin Greer, Della Wells, Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle, Angela Smith, Blanche and more.
Please come and shop in the relaxing atmosphere of a century old mansion for that one of a kind gift.

Also, catch Hoodmommas selling spirited beauty at Club Timbuktu this Friday & Saturday night! Come shop for unique handcrafted jewelry, miniture paintings, hand-painted hand bags and fairly-traded African jewelry and masks crafted by a family of artists in Africa.

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I’m not down with poverty pimps and expect much more from Milwaukees Youth & Community Serving agencies. I expect even more from Hoodmommas.

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I’m not down with poverty pimps and expect much more from Milwaukees Youth & Community Serving agencies. I expect even more from Hoodmommas. We have the most to give.

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Form the Mouths of Babes!
“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. Hhe has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”

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From the Mouths of Babes!
“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. She has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”

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The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fourth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

2007 Mission

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The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fifth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

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S.O.P. 365 will challenge businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to promote peace and support new youth-led efforts that can help decrease violence in our city. People of all ages and backgrounds will be exposed to opportunities and services offered by youth-based organizations and teen programs throughout the city. There will be free information available on peer mediation, youth drug/alcohol abuse, teenage suicide prevention, AIDS awareness, college/career preparation, and other teen- centered issues. Most importantly, young people will voice their concerns surrounding violence in our city and share their desire to be a real part of our community’s healing process.

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I wonder. How iwll Summerfest be more inclusive this year? Wait. Bump that. How will Hoodmomma make Summerfest more inclusive this year?!?

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I wonder. How will Summerfest be more inclusive this year? Wait. Bump that. How will Hoodmomma make Summerfest more inclusive this year?!?

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal. For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal.
For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

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Raw!

Milwaukee needs more hoodmommas taking their struggle to the streets, into the board rooms and straight in the face of the policymakers.

I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukee’s children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatic.

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Raw!

Milwaukee needs more hoodmommas taking their struggle to the streets, into the board rooms and straight in the faces of the policymakers.

I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukee’s children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatically.

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Most of all I am a student of life and these streets learning from the people in the thick of the struggle what we need to get up and out. I support Inclusion.

Not Diversity! - diversity is about counting people, inclusion is about making people count! a great man said.

I’m not down with poverty pimps and expect much more from Milwaukees Youth & Community Serving agencies.

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Most of all, I am a student of life and these streets learning from the people in the thick of the struggle what we need to get up and out.

I support Inclusion.
Not Diversity! - Diversity is about counting people, inclusion is about making people count! a great man said.

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I speak too colorfully sometimes. Most times. Don’t listen. Just feel me.

Google me to find out more. Look up the milwaukee Annual Summer of Peace Youth Rally.

Black Sky Shines Most High

Fourth Annual Summer of Peace Project 2006

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I speak too colorfully sometimes. Probably most times. Don’t listen. Just feel me.

Form the Mouths of Babes!
“What? How does it feel to be the child of a Hoodmomma? It’s fun. But sometimes hard when momma is always at a meeting or teaching some art class. Hhe has to do what she has to do. Plus, she still has time for us. It’s like…she is how it is going to be…being me.”
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WHAT IS SUMMER OF PEACE 365?

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Rally around change…celebrate life

Here are some of the sponsors of past Summer of Peace Projects:

Riverwest Neighborhood Association
SDC
Urban Underground
Gorilla Promotions International
Oil Barge
UPROC
Harambee
Latino Community Center
Milwaukee Courier
Nia Pempansi
City Health Dept.
Peace Makers Mentoring Inc
Milwaukee Organization of Reaching & Empowering Youth Inc.
Shekinah Printing
Running Rebels
Greater Milwaukee Green Party
Peace Action
Center for Teaching Entrepreneurship
B.Y.G.
CYD
COA Youth & Family Centers
Riverwest Currents Newspaper
Voices for Peace
Swank
Justusmonthly.com
Reach Program
Holton Youth Center
United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee
Kuumba Community Theater
Kuumba Market Place
Urban Ecology Center
Harry’s Catering
Paul’s Place
MiROC
Summer Starz
Motion Disorderz Crew
Timbuktu African Restaurant & Music Venue
Bucketworks
Riverwest Neighborhood Association
6th District Alderman Mike McGee Jr.
Riverwest Health Initiative
CDBG
Fighting Back Initiative


In response to the vision of Lula’s East African Cafe At Summerfest 2006,

Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle wrote:

I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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Rally around change…celebrate life

SUMMERFEST 2007

I wonder. How iwll Summerfest be more inclusive this year? Wait. Bump that. How will Hoodmomma make Summerfest more inclusive this year?!?

—I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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Welcome to our virtual publication offering authentic voices from the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for the babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility and equality is everyday women, mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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Welcome to our virtual publication! Hoodmomma will offer authentic voices of the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for our babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility, equality and is everyday women. Mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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You Ought to Know Me
A Stream of Consciousness Bio Sketch
By Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle

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Third child of six, birth by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl…lost in a big city…prey to a Dallas pimp…pregnant and alone…she made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the grey hound bus in the middle of August wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

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Third child of six, birthed by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl. Lost in a big city. Fell prey to a Dallas pimp. Pregnant and alone. She made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the greyhound bus in the middle of August, wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud together.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out.

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I was “too smart, too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

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I was “too smart, too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebreted, our community will have a greater chance to heal. For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

My greatest job…most critical title or label if need be?
Hood Momma.

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Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebrated, our community will have a greater chance to heal. For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.

‘’‘My greatest job…most critical title or label if need be?
Hood Momma.’‘’

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2006 Mission

On Thursday, July 27th, Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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2007 Mission

Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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On Thursday, July 28th, 2005, The S.O.P. Initiative will challenge businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to promote peace and support new youth-led efforts that can help decrease violence in our city. People of all ages and backgrounds will be exposed to opportunities and services offered by youth-based organizations and teen programs throughout the city. There will be free information available on peer mediation, youth drug/alcohol abuse, teenage suicide prevention, AIDS awareness, college/career preparation, and other teen- centered issues. Most importantly, young people will voice their concerns surrounding violence in our city and share their desire to be a real part of our community’s healing process.

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2007 Mission

S.O.P. 365 will challenge businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to promote peace and support new youth-led efforts that can help decrease violence in our city. People of all ages and backgrounds will be exposed to opportunities and services offered by youth-based organizations and teen programs throughout the city. There will be free information available on peer mediation, youth drug/alcohol abuse, teenage suicide prevention, AIDS awareness, college/career preparation, and other teen- centered issues. Most importantly, young people will voice their concerns surrounding violence in our city and share their desire to be a real part of our community’s healing process.

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Hood…not meaning a bad place where poor black and brown people live. Hood…meaning family place…home.
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I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze…. Let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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Milwaukee needs more hoodmommas taking their struggle to the streets,into the board rooms and straight in the face of the policymakers.

I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukees children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatic.

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Milwaukee needs more hoodmommas taking their struggle to the streets, into the board rooms and straight in the face of the policymakers.

I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukee’s children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatic.

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Not Diversity! - diversity is about counting people, inclusion is about making people count! a great man said.

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I graduated from high school the same year my oldest brother, Elton, died after struggling for years with Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile diabetes.
I was “too smart , too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

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I graduated from high school the same year my oldest brother, Elton, died after struggling for years with Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile Diabetes.

I was “too smart, too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

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Third child of six
birth by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother
…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl…lost in a big city…prey to a Dallas pimp…pregnant and alone…she made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the grey hound bus in the middle of August wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

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Third child of six, birth by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl…lost in a big city…prey to a Dallas pimp…pregnant and alone…she made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the grey hound bus in the middle of August wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quaters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud together.

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Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quarters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud together.

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Welcome to our virtual publication offering authentic voices from the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for the babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility and equality is everyday women, mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that effect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this maddness around.

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Welcome to our virtual publication offering authentic voices from the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for the babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility and equality is everyday women, mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that affect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this madness around.

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Welcome to our virtual publication offering authentic voices from the women in the thick of the struggle. Hoodmommas hold the fort down. We bleed, sweat and sacrifice on the daily for the babies and street soldiers. We are not recognized politicians and executive directors of social service agencies. We are not paid movers & shakers. Yet we shake crooked foundations and move mountains because we naturally must…in order to feed our babies and strengthen our warriors for the fight. Too often we are forgotten. Our greatest resource in this Milwaukee fight for justice, civility and equality is everyday women, mothers, sisters, grandmothers and othermothers. We must sit at the table in great numbers with all the folks making decisions that effect our families. Milwaukee will not see a new day until women take their rightful places. Hoodmommas vow to take good care of themselves so that we can be strong warrior women. No, I am not a feminist. No, I do not believe women are born to be caretakers. I just know that we are great warriors and lovers and Milwaukee needs us to turn this maddness around.

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Hood…not meaning a bad place where poor black and brown people live. Hood…meaning family place…home.
Momma…not meaning woman who has birth a baby. Momma…meaning community-builder and protector of life. Warrior.

A Bio? So hard to do. I never know where to begin with such formal things! So I will have to approach it casually for now. I can send a “more” official offering later if need be. Please forgive…I have no time to edit.

Be well and I look forward to listening to and supporting WYMS.

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A Bio? So hard to do. I never know where to begin with such formal things! So I will have to approach it casually for now. I can send a “more” official offering later if need be. Please forgive…I have no time to edit.

Be well and I look forward to listening to and supporting WYMS.

Born in Panama City, Florida in 1972
Third child of six
birth by a smart, beautiful, loving & struggling single mother
…whose wicked step mother sent her away to college when she was only 16…just months after her blood mother, (my grandmama Olivia that I wish I had known) died of a heart attack…wicked step mother wanted her out of the house beacuse she didn’t want any “female” competition around. My mother ended up a country girl…lost in a big city…prey to a Dallas pimp…pregnant and alone…she made her way back to Panama. The story tells that she got off the grey hound bus in the middle of August wearing white patent leather thigh-high boots and a baby on her hip.

From here to my adulthood you probably know how the story goes…

Six kids. 2 brothers and 3 sisters for me. Too many victims for evil opportunists. Poverty. Close quaters. Project housing. Momma searching for love to feed her babies and feed her soul. Missing and needing her own momma. Sexual abuse. Emotional neglect. Momma depressed. Sick and dying child. (Child fathered by the Dallas pimp.) Struggling. Hunger. Us playing in hurricanes. Pretending our lives had no hurtful night time. Church and preachers. The rootman. Housing Authority. Vacation Bible school summers and free bolonga sandwiches. Momma taking in other children neglected by crack-addicted parents. A good and giving woman fighting way past wounded. Amidst this classic despair, I orchestrated happy moments running in the sun all day and playing hide n seek in the evenings. Making songs, paper dolls and dreaming out loud together.

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I graduated from high school the same year my oldest brother, Elton, died after struggling for years with Cystic Fibrosis and Juvenile diabetes.
I was “too smart , too weird and “too white” in high school. I left town and went to college for a short while in Alabama. I tried to be an English teacher ‘cause er’body said I was a great writer? All I wanted to do was paint and draw and sew and read and be in a warm community. I left school. Went back to Panama. Worked and struggled to take care of myself, my momma, my sister and her three kids. I got married to an officer from Tyndall Air Force base. He decided he wanted to move back home.

Milwaukee is his home. I came here in October of 1994 with knee high boots and a baby on my hip. This has been home ever since. Two husbands. Two daughters. My life has been a roller coaster ride. My resume is a colorful collage of jobs and schools. I have been a baby sitter, child care teacher, director of a family child care. I’ve worn ultra-sexy clothes to sell men’s suits. I have rolled dough to make cinnabons. I taught k-4. I have provided art workshops to hundreds of people. I have sold my own handmade dolls and jewelry. I am a Cultural Arts Consultant and freelance journalist. All these things I have done to make money. I use to be ashamed of my hodge-podge resume. Until I realized that the one job I never listed…the only constant thing in my history, was my youth and community organizing. The work I have always done for free. It is who I am and it is as natural as my own skin. Over the years I have learned that my energy is best used to help repair the fabric of our communities. I have a clear undertsanding of the way the fiber gets broken down and worn so thin. My has evolved to include not only youth organizing, but community building through family, intergenerational enrichment opportunities and healing through creative arts. I am especially passionate about the need for woman to heal from our wounds. I have a firm belief that when the women…vessels of life are healthy and celebreted, our community will have a greater chance to heal. For…too many of us a tending to this great work…way past wounded.
My greatest job…most critical title or label if need be?
Hood Momma.

1994–2002 Family Child Care Worker then Owner
2002 Founded Black Sky Creations Creative Art Workshops
1998 Started youth/community work in Riverwest
2002 Co-founded Summer of Peace Initiative & Citywide Youth Rally
2003–2006 Cultural Arts Administrator of COA Youth & Family Centers
2004 Co-founded CcAi, Creative Community Arts Initiative www.ccai-milw.org
Columnist…The View From Here for Riverwest Currents (A founding member of this community paper)
Organizer of numerous community events and gatherings.
Various awards and recognitions…recently Honored as an Emerging Leader at the 2006 Black Congressional Caucus Conference in Washington D.C.

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I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukees children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatic.

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Milwaukee needs more hoodmommas taking their struggle to the streets,into the board rooms and straight in the face of the policymakers.

 I’m committed to creating brighter futures for Milwaukees children of all persuasions, but especially of the darker persuasion. They fall through the cracks the fastest and end up behind bars so automatic. 

My motherhood mission includes spreading the message of non-violence and giving youth skills to live this way.

Most of all I am a student of life and these streets learning from the people in the thick of the struggle what we need to get up and out. I support Inclusion.

 Not Diversity!  .diversity is about counting people, inclusion is about making people count! a great man said. 

I’m not down with poverty pimps and expect much more from Milwaukees Youth & Community Serving agencies.

I write, dance, sing, paint, draw, sew, love, bleed, and give.

I speak too colorfully sometimes. Most times. Don’t listen. Just feel me.

Google me to find out more. Look up the milwaukee Annual Summer of Peace Youth Rally.

Black Sky Shines Most High

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The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its third year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

On Thursday, July 28th, Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its fourth year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

On Thursday, July 27th, Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

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WHAT: 3RD ANNUAL SUMMER OF PEACE YOUTH RALLY
WHEN: THURSDAY, JULY 28TH, 2005 (12–5 P.M.)
WHERE: Kilbourn Park: near COA Youth & Family Center - 909 East Garfield Ave.

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In response to the vision of Lula’s East African Cafe At Summerfest 2006,

Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle wrote:

I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze….let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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In response to the vision of Lula’s East African Cafe At Summerfest 2006,

Tanya Cromartie-Twaddle wrote:

I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze….let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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A Grassroots effort to give our community’s young
people a platform to promote youth leadership and peace in
our streets!

WHAT: 3RD ANNUAL SUMMER OF PEACE YOUTH RALLY
WHEN: THURSDAY, JULY 28TH, 2005 (12–5 P.M.)
WHERE: Kilbourn Park: near COA Youth & Family Center - 909 East Garfield Ave.

The Summer of Peace Citywide Youth Rally is a youth-led initiative that has captured the interest, participation and support of hundreds of Milwaukee youth, adults and organizations. Now in its third year, this dynamic event challenges residents, businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to support new youth efforts to decrease violence in our city. The grass-roots gathering seeks to unite the community to promote non-violence and positive entertainment. It has become the official kick-off event for Summer of Peace Block Parties and neighborhood events.

On Thursday, July 28th, Milwaukee youth will deliver their message of peace and unity through dynamic speeches, music, dance, poetry, peace art exhibits, special speakers, awards and recognitions. The day will feature an exciting array of youth and teen performances from The United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee Cultural Arts Program that will help spread the word on the arts as an alternative to negative behavior.

Milwaukee Youth Leadership Circle

WHO WE ARE: an energetic and highly-motivated group that provides the new blood, creativity, and innovative approaches needed to effect positive community change. The YLC is guided by a Circle of Elders, a collective of esteemed community parents, activists, advocates, and everyday people committed to changing the culture of violence in our city from the inside out. The Circles are connected by Young Adult Leaders and Youth Development Professionals who provide a bridge between the generations.

ONE MISSION: Peace on the Streets

A PLEDGE OF PEACE…

On Thursday, July 28th, 2005, The S.O.P. Initiative will challenge businesses and politicians throughout Milwaukee to promote peace and support new youth-led efforts that can help decrease violence in our city. People of all ages and backgrounds will be exposed to opportunities and services offered by youth-based organizations and teen programs throughout the city. There will be free information available on peer mediation, youth drug/alcohol abuse, teenage suicide prevention, AIDS awareness, college/career preparation, and other teen- centered issues. Most importantly, young people will voice their concerns surrounding violence in our city and share their desire to be a real part of our community’s healing process.

Rally around change…celebrate life

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I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze….let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

Summer of Peace Project

Here are some of the sponsors of past Summer of Peace Projects:

Riverwest Neighborhood Association
SDC
Urban Underground
Gorilla Promotions International
Oil Barge
UPROC
Harambee
Latino Community Center
Milwaukee Courier
Nia Pempansi
City Health Dept.
Peace Makers Mentoring Inc
Milwaukee Organization of Reaching & Empowering Youth Inc.
Shekinah Printing
Running Rebels
Greater Milwaukee Green Party
Peace Action
Center for Teaching Entrepreneurship
B.Y.G.
CYD
COA Youth & Family Centers
Riverwest Currents Newspaper
Voices for Peace
Swank
Justusmonthly.com
Reach Program
Holton Youth Center
United Neighborhood Centers of Milwaukee
Kuumba Community Theater
Kuumba Market Place
Urban Ecology Center
Harry’s Catering
Paul’s Place
MiROC
Summer Starz
Motion Disorderz Crew
Timbuktu African Restaurant & Music Venue
Bucketworks
Riverwest Neighborhood Association
6th District Alderman Mike McGee Jr.
Riverwest Health Initiative
CDBG
Fighting Back Initiative

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I’m excited…I will put all my energy into this…we must create a “Bankole Day” with Lula during Summer Fest. I will rally artists and creative activists to support…make summer fest about more than booze….let’s add some real cultural connections and show Milwaukee’s beautiful quilt of people, music & art at this grand festival. — Tanya Black Sky

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