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  • Government Name: Tewhan Butler
  • Register Number: 26852-050
  • Age:34
  • Time Served:11 years
  • Home Town:East Orange, NJ
  • Sentence:30 yrs.
  • Current Charge:RICO
  • Alias:Massacre
  • Release Date:2029
  • Prison Affiliation:Blood (Double ii/QSBG)
  • Circle of Influence:Altariq Gumbs, Emmanuel Jones, Lester Alford, Marco Miguel Robertson, Pele Brown, David Drone, Jermaine Ray, Marcus Martin, Michael Simpson, Omar Austin, Quaheem Edwards, Torvos Simpson, Vincent Gamboa
  • Institution:USP McCreary
  • Here, my life behind bars offers understanding for those of you who venture into ‘the life’ with no understanding of its consequences: the adversity, the obstacles and the journey one must travel alone when the gavel is slammed, your cell is locked and the lights go out.

Names in the Black Community

It wasn’t me. It was the name, the name that distorted my judgment and made me into a believer of illusion and a nonbeliever of righteous fact.

Today’s generation and those of the last generation no longer favor names and attributes charged to Africa and our ancestors. We confusingly choose names and assume aliases like Killer, Murda, Massacre, and so on. Our parents dress us in names such as Mercedes and Infinity, empty labels that instantly connect us from the womb with self-destruction.

“Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me.”

That is unless they could be linked to self-awareness, perception, and generational continuity. Grabbing at the true weight of a name, attribute, alias, title, label; let us consider the attractive genres of society, especially urban minorities, rappers for instance. Remember when rappers sought credibility with individuals who were truly living a certain lifestyle? Today, individuals, particularly the youth, idolize rappers. Rappers consider themselves “Coke Boys”, “Young Thug”, or even as Jay-Z and Beyonce do, “Bonnie and Clyde”. Actors and actresses change their true names to fit the mold of Hollywood and western culture. The list goes on. It’s only a name, or so you thought. Names are symbols, billboards that read this is me.

You have not even a clue. Who are you? Long forgotten are the age-old rituals of our true forefathers and name bestowing. A name wasn’t meant to sound hip, cool, or be without meaning. A name was instruction, direction. A man and woman’s purpose was to live in accord with the honor of their name. Presently, men and women live and die “sticking to the script” of their name or alias; consequently, living and dying for names that do not belong to us. Most painful is the death of our identity as we continue to embrace names not our own.

Where are our Ojores, Mumias, Ajanis?

Before we can outwardly express excellence we have to discover ourselves, love ourselves, and stop giving a damn who feels otherwise.

  

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