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Born In The Wrong Country is a book about many things; one thing in particular is feeling unwelcome in your own country. Born In The Wrong Country spells out the tone of this country, and this country's mismanagement. It tells about the abuse that was carried out in slavery, relating it to something that is very familiar to most everyone today; it’s called terrorism. Born In The Wrong Country focuses on some of ills of this country, both past and present. At the heart of these ills are slavery, America’s staunch arrogance, and its refusal to listen to all of its people, which are demonstrated by the poor and dwindling middle-class in this country, many of whom stand in line every week at soup kitchens all across our country.
One issue that is close to the author’s heart is the love and support that is needed in parenting gay children, like standing beside them and loving these gifts that God has given them. When they are growing and reaching adulthood parents need to let them know that they’re still loved by embracing them in their right to choose who they want as a partner.
Born In The Wrong Country is about what the United States of America has neglected to do, and things that this government have ignored when it comes to its own people. It deals with the White and the Black situation in America, the poor and other minorities, and of the hunger that face many of the people here in the United States. Mental hunger and physical hunger of what people want, and what people need are discussed. Born In The Wrong Country doesn’t just talk about today, but talks about the African-American People of Color in this country, and what this country has done to them. It points out how this government has taken away the spirit of a people, and possibly thrown away many gifts that could have possibly been given for the whole world to see and benefit from. Born In The Wrong Country exposes the reality of slavery and the kind of terrorism that went on throughout that slavery, a terrorism which was done so well, that it did exactly what terrorism was supposed to do, by sticking with the African-American People of Color (AAPC) even to today. There is another of terrorism, which the author defines as medical terrorism; it is a disease that haunts many people including the author, who himself has had epilepsy for nearly fifty years.
Paranoia, How To & America's Flaws -- p. 8
Looking into this wide spectrum of things and the color wheel at play, this massive evolving revolving high-tech scheme of things that spins throughout our lives, there is something about the colors that I see which disturbs me. Things may be the same color, perhaps it is the lighting that may be off, and also what I hear now gets on my nerves more than it did when I was younger, and the smell of things really gets to me now much more than it did in the yesterdays of my emergence.
Great news, it's not me; it is this country that is making me feel this way, and do you know why? Okay, let's begin with this government, our nation. It doesn't seem as if this is really a kinder, gentler nation, not at all, and for Americans living in the , well, it seems as though our times are much more uncertain, much more chaotic, and our government doesn't seem to be in real giving mood--at least for it's citizens.
Jesus Is Not Coming Back Right Now--Take Care Of Yourself! -- p.27
........... So let's try and be very reasonable, let's try and use the logic at hand, and let's try to understand, that Jesus suffered enough, and not only did He suffer, He suffered immensely, and did so at the hands of human beings like you. So ask yourself, if you were Him, would you come back after the way that you were treated, and after what the human race did to Him the first time, tell me, would you come back? No pun intended, but I myself wouldn't be dying to come back. .............
The Brainwashing of Americanism and Religion -- p. 52
We saw that on Sixty Minutes twice on CBS in 2003 about the bread lines in this country, and then you have those other countries where the governments are poor, so their people are even worse off.
People need and every day they cry out, like when someone is crying out for love, as love is a cry that people need more than the desire, so is the desperate need of their hunger, of thirst, of clothing, of shelter, and of their happiness. America's people are crying out for this help much as the same as people cry out for love. They're saying show us that you care, show us what you are willing to do for us, for we have trusted this government to take care of us. No one is listening to the American people, but billions of dollars continue to flow out of this country faster than the Mississippi River.
Medical Terrorism, Modern-Day Slavery & Discrimination -- P. 67
As far as I know, my discrimination started in the grammar school that I attended, continued on to high school, and followed me on to the University of Connecticut, then continued on here in New York City. When you are considered Black, a person of color, light or dark, an epileptic and a gay man, well, people in this country have a tendency to look at you in a different light, and that light doesn't always shine in your favor. One thing about being Black is that you're definitely noticed, most Blacks cannot hide that fact.
One can hide the fact that they are an epileptic, well at least until that most unfortunate moment comes when a seizure grabs you, when it makes itself known by making you feel as if you're being choked, strangled, attacked, violated, and frightening you too, as you're being shaken uncontrollably, as if you are being held by someone or some horrible creature that you've never seen, can't see, really would rather not see, but for some reason doesn't like you at all, and has for unknown reasons decided that your body is a perfect place for this disease to harbor itself, so that it will be able to raise it's ugly head seemingly at will. .............
Let Us Not Lose Focus on Saving Lives -- p.134
The 1961 speech to which I'm referring included a few words that set this nation's thoughts a fire, for in this inaugural address part of what he said was: "Ask not what your country can do for you, but ask what you can do for your country." At this point he received thunderous applause, and I believe that it went on to become one of the most quoted lines of an inaugural address.
As a very young man just about to enter his teens, I too thought that this man possessed a unique charm, quite fascinating, and I did like his speech then. Now having grown much older, wiser, and having matured a great deal since then, and even though I still find that his charm was fascinating, I must now say, very wrong, Mr. President. For what seemed so appropriate then does not seem to hold the fire that it once did, at least not to me as an African-American Person of Color and citizen of this country. What and how I see things today is very different, for what I see is quite troubling, so troubling that it has caused many Black American men and women of color to rethink words and acts of the past by this government, and by you. You see that the time is past due, ..................
Candles and Tears -- p.148
Candles are so beautiful; it is a very simple way to shed a little light, and to share a glow of warmth. Most candles drip, melting the wax down their sides as they melt away. While they are melting some people make wonderful-looking candles that have been melted down by having them purposely drip over things, slowly making an artistic design. Wax is beautiful and can be molded into many different shapes and forms, and color can be added. When I look at a candle dripping and I am in deep thought, I say that it must be crying, and when thinking very deeply what I see is more sadness than the joy, for I think of love when the joy drips out of it. When thinking of death, as when life is sucked away ...
If It’s Done Out of Love -- p.169
If it’s done out of love, then why should anyone care?
For what I need and what you need are just two worlds apart,
so all you have to do is try and understand, that if I haven’t judged
you for everything you think, then why should you now judge me
because of the way I think? There comes a time when people should
have some respect even though they haven’t used it, or perhaps
they just forgot. In any case you should remember when we were
growing up, a time when you loved us oh so much then,
or was that just pretending or were you really our friends? ............
They have no idea what real love is all about, they’d rather resemble little ginger men and little cricket-like men walking upside down while trying to make like they are for real. Leave things which you know nothing about alone and let them be. Love is the most precious thing in the world, it’s beautiful, and then there’s the laughter. You can’t teach it because you don’t really know what it means. The church can’t teach it either, they’re still destroying our kids while bringing in beaucoup dollars, …………….
Remembering Slavery, White Man's Cruelty, Stolen Children -- p.192
When remembering the issue of slavery in the United States, one can't help but remember how utterly cruel the White man became when dealing with the African slaves, the darker-skinned people that he bought and stole. He was a monster, nastier and dirtier than these beautiful people could ever have imagined him to be. When you think about that today and all the love or so-called love that's supposed to be expressed by this country towards its citizens in the United States of America to its White, Black and Hispanic cultures, and all the others that are in between, and how they supposedly care about us, I can't help but look back in anger. There is a reason that I must look back because in all of this time, there has been no apology ever made to the African-American People of Color here in this country. ....
Born in the Wrong Country
“It seems as if I am feeling the pain that my mother, my father, my grandparents, great-grandparents, and great-great-grandparents felt,” Milton Lee Norris writes. The ramifications of chattel slavery and institutionalized and intractable racism in the United States have never been thoroughly studied. In social critic Milton Lee Norris’s stream of consciousness book—really an open letter to white America—the residual pain, humiliation, and righteous anger call from the pages.
In this deeply personal book, written in the aftermath of the attacks on the U.S. on 9/11 and the subsequent wars on Afghanistan and Iraq, Norris, a first-time author, explains how he, as an “African-American Person of Color,” feels about the present condition of Black people. His sense of betrayal from repeated repression including slavery, the failure of reconstruction, the climate of fear in the age of lynching, Jim Crow laws, segregation, entrenched racism, and ignorance and intolerance from the majority of white people has the essence of a red hot truth that has never been completely discussed or eradicated in the United States.
But Norris’s scope is greater than that. He makes scores of important points and no one escapes his scrutiny, including the government, the Bush administration, rich African-Americans, racists, homophobes, brutal cops, white Christian missionaries, war makers, Republicans, people who don’t vote, people who misinterpret God’s teachings, and swearing mothers who lecture their kids about using obscenities. He chides the U.S. for being the “land of amnesia and fabrication.”
The book is a traditional polemic. He calls for better healthcare, housing, education, assistance to the poor, justice, internationalism, and gay marriage. He makes the argument that “America,” as an idea, has moved (perhaps to Iraq, where all of the money seems to be going) and deserted her people. While the strength of the book is its politics, its weakness is in the tone. When Norris explains issues and uses stories from his own life or the lives of others, his points come alive. Unfortunately he doesn’t use this technique often enough. Instead of giving the uninitiated reader something to grab onto to increase their understanding, they are left with rhetoric.
Norris’s passion for life and his deep sense of how things should be shines through. He also reveals himself as a vulnerable man who loves self expression and thought and who feels the bone-deep pain of discrimination and the historically significant ramifications of slavery. Norris asks, “Do you understand that slavery had an effect not just on the bodies, but also on the minds and spirits of a once highly spirited people?” Unfortunately the answer he finds most often is: No.