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Meet Kenneth Foster (Alive!)
By Dave Zirin
Created Aug 31 2007 - 9:26am
I sit here stunned: a goofy smile on my face, a tear on my cheek. This must
be what victory feels like. Forgive me if I'm not familiar with its
near-narcotic euphoria.
For folks who haven't heard, Kenneth Foster's death sentence was struck down
yesterday by Texas Gov. Rick Perry after a 6-1 recommendation by the Perry
appointed Board of Parolees. This is just a tremendous victory for those of
us around the world who fought to make sure yesterday wasn't the day Kenneth
was put to death. We must take the time to remember Michael LaHood who lost
his life 10 years ago at the hands of Mauricio Brown who was driving in
Kenneth's car. But we also remember the words of Sean Paul Kelly, Michael's
closest friend who opposed Kenneth's execution. Kelly told the press:
...the execution of a young man who didn't even kill Mike? That's not
justice. It's senseless vengeance, a barbarism cloaked in the black robes of
justice.
When victories like this occur, every link in the chain matters. Without
question, the strongest links in this chain was Kenneth and his family.
Kenneth said from the outset, "It's my belief that if this does not become a
political issue then I have no chance."
That was the plan of action laid out for the DRIVE movement on death row,
the Campaign to End the Death Penalty and other organizations that worked on
his case. We made it political, asking the question over and over why
Kenneth should be put to death for driving a car?
It was also the inspiration for a group of athletes and even a couple of
sports writers, to stand together and demand that this man not be put to
death. I want to take a moment and thank Etan Thomas, Dr. John Carlos, Lee
Evans, Toni Smith, Dave Meggyesy, Jeff "Snowman" Monson, Dennis Brutus,
William Gerena-Rochet, Neil DeMause, Doug Harris, Lester Rodney, Rus
Bradburd and the INIMITABLE Scoop Jackson.
Below is a letter I received from Kenneth a couple weeks back with some of
his thoughts on sports and society. I thought when I would eventually
publish it, it would be a kind of eulogy. Instead it is a celebration of the
struggle so desperately needed to see any kind of progress. It's also a
testament to his spirit. So good people, meet Mr. Kenneth Foster.
In struggle and sports,
Dave Zirin
--------------
Dear Dave,
Let me say that I grew up like most youths playing sports. I started off
playing pee-wee football and went all the way up to high school giving it 6
years. I went to high school and hung out with guys that are now NFL
football players (Priest Holmes, ND Kalu and have a cousin that was in the
NFL as well- Tony Brackens). I indulged in basketball and track and field as
well. But for me sports never took hold of me the way it did other youths. I
had a pretty active mind, so from year to year I wanted to be/do something
new. My last year in sports was my Freshman year in high school (around
1992). By then the streets encompassed my mind.
So, coming into prison I entered with a little bit of love for sports. But,
I had a different personal legend to unfold, so I slowly began to drift from
that interest. As I began to become politically and culturally conscious the
more recidivistic aspects of prison began to heavily reflect off of me. A
strong contrast comes to light when a man steps outside of the prison molds.
Facing an injustice the only thing that I began to get obsessive about was
how to get heard and be free, and as the saying goes- you cant serve 2 gods.
Sports, as you know, becomes a way of life. You monitor it, you almost come
to breathe it. It's not just about watching a game, but knowing the stats,
knowing the colleges they came from, knowing their proneness to injuries,
etc.. All of this becomes relevant due to the fact that 9 times out of 10
there's money on these games.
Sports becomes a way of life in prison, because it becomes a way of
survival. For men that don't have family or friends to help them financially
this becomes an income, and at the same time it becomes a way to occupy your
time. That's another sad story in itself, but it's the root to many men's
obsession with sports.
I also began to observe the way sports is used as a crutch for a sense of
pseudo-pride. In prison, due to being stripped of your humanity, man cling
to anything they can to give them a sense of identity. The spectrum varied
intensely- it could be keeping a pet snake in your cell, it could be wearing
an earring you're not supposed to, keeping your hair trimmed a certain way
when you're not supposed to, and then there's the more intense levels of
rolling with the gangs or becoming interested in religion, politics, etc..
More times than not sports becomes a crutch.
Seeing this, sports became something that I avoided. It was just another
weapon in the arsenal of ignorance and mental oppression. It was another
part of the term we call- penitentiary 'poli-tricks'. These are tricky
games, rules and concepts whose function only dilute and separate prisoner
power. Therefore, I began a self-induced process to undergo sports amnesia.
I didn't watch it, I didn't even listen to it, I didn't gamble on it and
didn't entertain conversation about it. I even extended that to the city I
was from. Not wanting to be belligerent in conversation if a person asked me
where I was from I would tell them. I didn't mind the casual conversation.
But, I made sure to keep the lines drawn.
There's a comfort zone that rises and while interacting with each other and
joking ones, while playing the dozens on each other, will way things like-
'Aww, that fool must be from Dallas talking like that. You know how them
fools from Dallas is', or 'that sounds like a Knick's fan over there, you
know them dudes is throwed off anyway'. The cities and teams become
protracting devices often-times for subliminal feelings and thoughts. This
really becomes so when someone has lost a gambling bet and what often comes
out as- 'Man, them damn Spurs ain't ****. To hell with them Spurs'- usually
translates to 'Man, **** you'. And this has been the cause of numerous
prison riots across the kountry.
This is why when I'm approached with the city pride thing I let an
individual know straight from the outset- I don't represent cities, I
represent ideologies. I don't care about any city or State in this kountry,
because the only thing they've done is railroad me and ain't none of these
teams donating to my Defense Fund, so they don't exist in my world- That's a
truth that cant be rebuttled. But for many, who are hopeless and still lost
in their lower-selves, sports is a mighty ruler in their lives.
In 2000 Texas death row was moved to a new unit due to a death row prison
escape in 1998. As a result Texas officials stripped us of everything we
had- work program, group rec, arts and crafts and TVs. That has lasted up
until today and those continued conditions were the spark for the creation
of DRIVE (drivemovement.org) which was a protest coalition I helped create.
But, having no TVs doesn't stop the sports lovers. They go into their radios
and find ways to wire it up and catch TV stations by radio, so the love of
the game continues.
For a prisoner who has become politicalized I have a very hardline
mentality- so things like sports, gambling, drinking, fooling with guards
(in friendly manners) don't exist for me. Because this goes against the
grain of the norm, I become a target not only for guards, but for inmates as
well. From years of repression and humiliation (just like slavery) there
is an enjoyed monotony.
I wanted to say that my favorite part of the book was the interview with
Mumia. Mumia just has this way of taking the most complex of issues and
making it seem so simple and understandable. I was even drawing my own
parallels throughout your book- for example I saw the censoring of the 2
Live Crew in what David Stern is doing to his NBA Players. And if we wanted
to stretch it, what Stern is doing is on the edges of old Apartheid/Jim Crow
laws where you can't do this, you can't do that, you can't go here or there.
Everyday in this kountry we see things that we thought was Rights being
rolled back.
Even my case is an example of where they're trying to execute me, because
they say I should anticipate something and now they've passed laws to make
repeat sex offenders eligible for the death penalty. Pretty soon we'll be
back to the old Emmitt Till days where you get murdered for looking at the
wrong person (system wise).
And so, all of this ties into a deeper issue. For those of us in these
movements we have strong allies in the athletic field. You did a great job
highlighting Roberto Clemente and Etan Thomas. I have even tried to reach
out to Etan. I think for those of us in the movement we have to start making
demands from athletes (and rappers too). Athletes have the money and
platforms. I'm sure that many fear going through what Carlos Delgado went
through, but in this day and age stances must be made. It's never easy to
make them, but we, as a people, must stop feeling uncomfortable to stand on
what we know is right. We must not feel uncomfortable to ask for things back
from persons that benefit from us so much. We have to find more Etans and
create coalitions. They must become serious and passionate like CEDP
members. And when one try to silence them, like they did Delgado, we will
let their bias and racist be reflected on their own.
Athletes, Artist and Activist: from solidarity to power is the next book you
should work on. We have to connect the Glovers, Etans, dead prezs and Fred
Hampton Jrs; also the Delgados, Welfare Poets, and other Latin movements.
And then we have to take that internationally building with ones like Chavez
and other countries open for progressive change. We have to put challenges
up like Dennis Brutus did with SANROC.
Speaking of such, though I don't know where it was initiated from, I have a
great feeling that you probably had your hands in it, and that was the Jocks
for Justice petition done on my behalf. That touched me greatly and whomever
is responsible I'd like to thank them from the bottom of my heart.
I've read Dennis Brutus work and I was always enchanted by the photo of
Tommie Smith and John Carlos. It's time to bring this new generation out.
You wield power, because you have vision and like Baldwin said- 'Where there
is no vision the people perish'. I only wanted to share a piece of my
journey with you and want to continue to be a pebble in the pond. Though I
wanted to save your book as a collectors item since you signed it, I'm going
to try to circulate it around here and see what I can spark in these dry
prairies.
Brother, I wish you much success in all that you do and will pray that your
work opens more eyes and empowers even more minds. It's been a great
blessing for me to have met you, even in this limited fashion.
Revolutionary Love to you!
In Spirit/Strength/&Struggle
Haramia Ki Nassar
(Kenneth Foster Jr.)
--
NOTICE: This post contains copyrighted material the use of which has not
always been authorized by the copyright owner. I am making such material
available to advance understanding of
political, human rights, democracy, scientific, and social justice issues. I
believe this constitutes a 'fair use' of such copyrighted material as
provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright
Law. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107
"A little patience and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their
spells dissolve, and the people recovering their true sight, restore their
government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are
suffering deeply in spirit,
and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public
debt. But if the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have
patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning
back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at
stake."
-Thomas Jefferson
By Dave Zirin
Created Aug 31 2007 - 9:26am
I sit here stunned: a goofy smile on my face, a tear on my cheek. This must
be what victory feels like. Forgive me if I'm not familiar with its
near-narcotic euphoria.
For folks who haven't heard, Kenneth Foster's death sentence was struck down
yesterday by Texas Gov. Rick Perry after a 6-1 recommendation by the Perry
appointed Board of Parolees. This is just a tremendous victory for those of
us around the world who fought to make sure yesterday wasn't the day Kenneth
was put to death. We must take the time to remember Michael LaHood who lost
his life 10 years ago at the hands of Mauricio Brown who was driving in
Kenneth's car. But we also remember the words of Sean Paul Kelly, Michael's
closest friend who opposed Kenneth's execution. Kelly told the press:
...the execution of a young man who didn't even kill Mike? That's not
justice. It's senseless vengeance, a barbarism cloaked in the black robes of
justice.
When victories like this occur, every link in the chain matters. Without
question, the strongest links in this chain was Kenneth and his family.
Kenneth said from the outset, "It's my belief that if this does not become a
political issue then I have no chance."
That was the plan of action laid out for the DRIVE movement on death row,
the Campaign to End the Death Penalty and other organizations that worked on
his case. We made it political, asking the question over and over why
Kenneth should be put to death for driving a car?
It was also the inspiration for a group of athletes and even a couple of
sports writers, to stand together and demand that this man not be put to
death. I want to take a moment and thank Etan Thomas, Dr. John Carlos, Lee
Evans, Toni Smith, Dave Meggyesy, Jeff "Snowman" Monson, Dennis Brutus,
William Gerena-Rochet, Neil DeMause, Doug Harris, Lester Rodney, Rus
Bradburd and the INIMITABLE Scoop Jackson.
Below is a letter I received from Kenneth a couple weeks back with some of
his thoughts on sports and society. I thought when I would eventually
publish it, it would be a kind of eulogy. Instead it is a celebration of the
struggle so desperately needed to see any kind of progress. It's also a
testament to his spirit. So good people, meet Mr. Kenneth Foster.
In struggle and sports,
Dave Zirin
--------------
Dear Dave,
Let me say that I grew up like most youths playing sports. I started off
playing pee-wee football and went all the way up to high school giving it 6
years. I went to high school and hung out with guys that are now NFL
football players (Priest Holmes, ND Kalu and have a cousin that was in the
NFL as well- Tony Brackens). I indulged in basketball and track and field as
well. But for me sports never took hold of me the way it did other youths. I
had a pretty active mind, so from year to year I wanted to be/do something
new. My last year in sports was my Freshman year in high school (around
1992). By then the streets encompassed my mind.
So, coming into prison I entered with a little bit of love for sports. But,
I had a different personal legend to unfold, so I slowly began to drift from
that interest. As I began to become politically and culturally conscious the
more recidivistic aspects of prison began to heavily reflect off of me. A
strong contrast comes to light when a man steps outside of the prison molds.
Facing an injustice the only thing that I began to get obsessive about was
how to get heard and be free, and as the saying goes- you cant serve 2 gods.
Sports, as you know, becomes a way of life. You monitor it, you almost come
to breathe it. It's not just about watching a game, but knowing the stats,
knowing the colleges they came from, knowing their proneness to injuries,
etc.. All of this becomes relevant due to the fact that 9 times out of 10
there's money on these games.
Sports becomes a way of life in prison, because it becomes a way of
survival. For men that don't have family or friends to help them financially
this becomes an income, and at the same time it becomes a way to occupy your
time. That's another sad story in itself, but it's the root to many men's
obsession with sports.
I also began to observe the way sports is used as a crutch for a sense of
pseudo-pride. In prison, due to being stripped of your humanity, man cling
to anything they can to give them a sense of identity. The spectrum varied
intensely- it could be keeping a pet snake in your cell, it could be wearing
an earring you're not supposed to, keeping your hair trimmed a certain way
when you're not supposed to, and then there's the more intense levels of
rolling with the gangs or becoming interested in religion, politics, etc..
More times than not sports becomes a crutch.
Seeing this, sports became something that I avoided. It was just another
weapon in the arsenal of ignorance and mental oppression. It was another
part of the term we call- penitentiary 'poli-tricks'. These are tricky
games, rules and concepts whose function only dilute and separate prisoner
power. Therefore, I began a self-induced process to undergo sports amnesia.
I didn't watch it, I didn't even listen to it, I didn't gamble on it and
didn't entertain conversation about it. I even extended that to the city I
was from. Not wanting to be belligerent in conversation if a person asked me
where I was from I would tell them. I didn't mind the casual conversation.
But, I made sure to keep the lines drawn.
There's a comfort zone that rises and while interacting with each other and
joking ones, while playing the dozens on each other, will way things like-
'Aww, that fool must be from Dallas talking like that. You know how them
fools from Dallas is', or 'that sounds like a Knick's fan over there, you
know them dudes is throwed off anyway'. The cities and teams become
protracting devices often-times for subliminal feelings and thoughts. This
really becomes so when someone has lost a gambling bet and what often comes
out as- 'Man, them damn Spurs ain't ****. To hell with them Spurs'- usually
translates to 'Man, **** you'. And this has been the cause of numerous
prison riots across the kountry.
This is why when I'm approached with the city pride thing I let an
individual know straight from the outset- I don't represent cities, I
represent ideologies. I don't care about any city or State in this kountry,
because the only thing they've done is railroad me and ain't none of these
teams donating to my Defense Fund, so they don't exist in my world- That's a
truth that cant be rebuttled. But for many, who are hopeless and still lost
in their lower-selves, sports is a mighty ruler in their lives.
In 2000 Texas death row was moved to a new unit due to a death row prison
escape in 1998. As a result Texas officials stripped us of everything we
had- work program, group rec, arts and crafts and TVs. That has lasted up
until today and those continued conditions were the spark for the creation
of DRIVE (drivemovement.org) which was a protest coalition I helped create.
But, having no TVs doesn't stop the sports lovers. They go into their radios
and find ways to wire it up and catch TV stations by radio, so the love of
the game continues.
For a prisoner who has become politicalized I have a very hardline
mentality- so things like sports, gambling, drinking, fooling with guards
(in friendly manners) don't exist for me. Because this goes against the
grain of the norm, I become a target not only for guards, but for inmates as
well. From years of repression and humiliation (just like slavery) there
is an enjoyed monotony.
I wanted to say that my favorite part of the book was the interview with
Mumia. Mumia just has this way of taking the most complex of issues and
making it seem so simple and understandable. I was even drawing my own
parallels throughout your book- for example I saw the censoring of the 2
Live Crew in what David Stern is doing to his NBA Players. And if we wanted
to stretch it, what Stern is doing is on the edges of old Apartheid/Jim Crow
laws where you can't do this, you can't do that, you can't go here or there.
Everyday in this kountry we see things that we thought was Rights being
rolled back.
Even my case is an example of where they're trying to execute me, because
they say I should anticipate something and now they've passed laws to make
repeat sex offenders eligible for the death penalty. Pretty soon we'll be
back to the old Emmitt Till days where you get murdered for looking at the
wrong person (system wise).
And so, all of this ties into a deeper issue. For those of us in these
movements we have strong allies in the athletic field. You did a great job
highlighting Roberto Clemente and Etan Thomas. I have even tried to reach
out to Etan. I think for those of us in the movement we have to start making
demands from athletes (and rappers too). Athletes have the money and
platforms. I'm sure that many fear going through what Carlos Delgado went
through, but in this day and age stances must be made. It's never easy to
make them, but we, as a people, must stop feeling uncomfortable to stand on
what we know is right. We must not feel uncomfortable to ask for things back
from persons that benefit from us so much. We have to find more Etans and
create coalitions. They must become serious and passionate like CEDP
members. And when one try to silence them, like they did Delgado, we will
let their bias and racist be reflected on their own.
Athletes, Artist and Activist: from solidarity to power is the next book you
should work on. We have to connect the Glovers, Etans, dead prezs and Fred
Hampton Jrs; also the Delgados, Welfare Poets, and other Latin movements.
And then we have to take that internationally building with ones like Chavez
and other countries open for progressive change. We have to put challenges
up like Dennis Brutus did with SANROC.
Speaking of such, though I don't know where it was initiated from, I have a
great feeling that you probably had your hands in it, and that was the Jocks
for Justice petition done on my behalf. That touched me greatly and whomever
is responsible I'd like to thank them from the bottom of my heart.
I've read Dennis Brutus work and I was always enchanted by the photo of
Tommie Smith and John Carlos. It's time to bring this new generation out.
You wield power, because you have vision and like Baldwin said- 'Where there
is no vision the people perish'. I only wanted to share a piece of my
journey with you and want to continue to be a pebble in the pond. Though I
wanted to save your book as a collectors item since you signed it, I'm going
to try to circulate it around here and see what I can spark in these dry
prairies.
Brother, I wish you much success in all that you do and will pray that your
work opens more eyes and empowers even more minds. It's been a great
blessing for me to have met you, even in this limited fashion.
Revolutionary Love to you!
In Spirit/Strength/&Struggle
Haramia Ki Nassar
(Kenneth Foster Jr.)
--
NOTICE: This post contains copyrighted material the use of which has not
always been authorized by the copyright owner. I am making such material
available to advance understanding of
political, human rights, democracy, scientific, and social justice issues. I
believe this constitutes a 'fair use' of such copyrighted material as
provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright
Law. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107
"A little patience and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their
spells dissolve, and the people recovering their true sight, restore their
government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are
suffering deeply in spirit,
and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public
debt. But if the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have
patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning
back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at
stake."
-Thomas Jefferson