The White Devil's Time Is Up.

If The Emancipation Proclamation Was Authentic, You Wouldn't Have A Race Problem.

...what We Need To Do In The Community, And In The City, And In The State. We Need To Stop Airing Our Differences In Front Of The White Man. Put The White Man Out Of Our Meetings, Number One, And Then Sit Down And Talk Shop With Each Other. [that's] All You Gotta Do.

I Learned Early That Crying Out In Protest Could Accomplish Things. My Older Brothers And Sister Had Started To School When, Sometimes, They Would Come In And Ask For A Buttered Biscuit Or Something And My Mother, Impatiently, Would Tell Them No. But I Would Cry Out And Make A Fuss Until I Got What I Wanted. I Remember Well How My Mother Asked Me Why I Couldn't Be A Nice Boy Like Wilfred; But I Would Think To Myself That Wilfred, For Being So Nice And Quiet, Often Stayed Hungry. So Early In Life, I Had Learned That If You Want Something, You Had Better Make Some Noise.

I Have Been Blessed To Visit The Holy City Of Mecca.

The Thing That You Have To Understand About Those Of Us In The Black Muslim Movement Was That All Of Us Believed 100 Percent In The Divinity Of Elijah Muhammad. We Believed In Him. We Actually Believed That God, In Detroit By The Way, That God Had Taught Him And All Of That. I Always Believed That He Believed In Himself. And I Was Shocked When I Found Out That He Himself Didn't Believe It.