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KILL THE RICH CHAPTER 2 By Peter Nolan Smith

September 2, 2021 – 5:41 pm

Two NYPD homicide detectives stood in front of the Vent du Sol. Uniformed officers kept the curious behind the yellow tape. Dead men attract spectators. The rubberneckers weren’t looking for the victim to come back to life, but waited to see if anything else out of the ordinary happened on this quiet Upper East Side […]

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AUGUST 15, 1978 – JOURNAL ENTRY

August 15, 2021 – 12:34 pm

I spotted Alice in a Greek dinner on 2nd Avenue. I sneaked inside and snatched her pocketbook. Her arm bent and she caught the straps inside her elbow. She has become more city than I imagined and swore, “You asshole.” I rubbed my hand. I had hurt my fingers on my attempted joke and sat […]

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I’m With Angela Davis Too

April 16, 2021 – 2:35 am

Angela Davis was the cover girl for the Black Panthers. She was and remains a true revolutionary. Now more than ever. But she was never alone. They fed the people. They spoke about freedom. They fought the pigs. RESIST. In the words of Bobby Sands IRA MP for Belfast – “Our revenge will be the […]

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Tupac Wants To Know Why

June 1, 2020 – 10:55 pm

“We (Black People) built this country and get none of the benefits! Why?” – Tupac Shakur Tupac, because capitalists are in the business of creating wealth. Back in the 20s and 30s the country was on a brink of a revolution and the government forced business to change their labor policies. The struggle through the […]

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BRING ON THE REVOLUTION by Peter Nolan Smith

June 1, 2020 – 12:31 am

Last week I went out to eat with my nephews and their parents at a Mexican restaurant on Okochobee Boulevard in west Palm Beach. The conversation gravitated to sports; baseball for Trey, golf for Reese, and basketball for their father and me. Their mother was happy to be left in peace. After dinner we stepped […]

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