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June Nineteenth One Hundred and Fifty Years Ago

June nineteenth one hundred and fifty years ago Juneteenth hint: three hundred and sixty six days after eighteen sixty four. Major General Gordon Granger led the Union Soldiers to Galveston, Texas, to announce the end of the Civil war and the freedom of all enslaved people. Jim Crow sat perched over the event horizon waiting in the wings, which brought darkened (non-sheltering) skies not only for the hot pocket of suddenly emancipated persons of color, who would subsequently experience immense prejudice upon their embarkation as (no pun intended) "masters" of their own selves while attempting to eke out a living dirt poor, yet resourceful hunkering down on plantations, which property eminent domain of federal government, (a political entity characterized by union of partially self-governing provinces, states, or other regions), whereby said body electric codified, fortified, and indemnified manifest destiny, a phrase coined in 1845, the idea that United States destined— by God advocates believed— to expand its dominion and spread democracy and capitalism across the entire North American continent. Though institution of slavery supposedly rendered null and void at the stroke of a pen (courtesy Abraham Lincoln) well actual legislation passed by Congress on January 31, 1865, and ratified on December 6, 1865, the 13th Amendment abolished slavery in the United States. Nevertheless merciless abuse heaped upon the ***** despite their legal status being Granted leeway to persevere life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. Recognition as equal brethren among collective soul of American fraught with bitter aversion, condemnation, and ejaculation of physical and verbal violence against people of color, whose melanin enriched complexion birthrights rendered hidebound severely limited inalienable rights as declared in Declaration of Independence, now still utter abhorrence regarding treatment of those proud enterprising people, whose once storied African past left in tatters leaving sparse threads woven together by diligent dogged research nsync with twenty first century technology to allow, enable and provide opportunity to stitch together a more complete tapestry and spiritual fusion with shackled ancestors.

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