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Former FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover was a Mulatto (he was a light skinned African American man)

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Original article title J. Edgar Hoover had black ancestors

Seán Mac Mathúna

“Not all slave masters abused their slaves – Some actually treated them like family and bore children by them, like the Mississippi plantation owner, William Hoover.

He had eight children by my Great Grandmother, Elizabeth Allen.

One of those children was my Grandfather William Allen, and one was his brother, Ivery Hoover, who later had one son; J. Edgar.”

Millie McGhee, author of Secrets Uncovered, J Edgar Hoover – Passing For White?

A new book entitled Secrets Uncovered, J Edgar Hoover – Passing For White? has been published revealing that J Edgar Hoover, the head of the FBI for most of its early history from 1924 until his death in 1972, had African American ancestors.

The author, Millie McGhee is an African-American who says she was told as a little girl in McComb, Mississippi, USA, of her familles links with Hoover, described by the author Edward Spannaus, his article The Mysterious Origins of J. Edgar Hoover as “one of the most virulent racists to hold a top government position” in the USA in the 20th century.

She says that her grandfather told of her of a “very powerful” man in Washington who was related to the family but did not want the links to be known and passed himself off as ‘white’.

She reveals in her book that this man was Hoover, who was born in 1895, was apparently anxious that no one should know of his African American origins.

McGhee, a former teacher in Los Angeles, contacted a genealogist in Salt Lake City, Utah, for help in tracing her family’s history back over 200 years.

Her research shows that Hoover’s grandfather and great-grandfather lived in a segregated African American area of Washington and were once classified in a census as “coloured”.

In the search of census records into the family of his father, Dickerson Naylor Hoover (who died in 1921 after a long illness) both the Hoover and Naylor families were living in areas of Washington D.C. – then itself a mostly segregated city – where blacks and whites were listed as living in close proximity.

Some of the Caucasian Hoover families had African Americans living with them, not as servants, but being of the same occupation, such as “butcher” or “clerk.”

There are also alterations and other oddities in a number of the Hoover family census records, and also in the racial listings which were then included in census records.

According to McGhee, her relatives were warned of “dire consequences” if they spoke publicly of his background.

She said that as a little girl she believed that they would be killed if they mentioned the secret.

“Is this man so ashamed of his race that he would spend his whole life passing for white? . . . How has our race offended him ?”

She says that his obsession with the assassinated Civil Rights leaders Martin Luther King and Malcolm X, stemmed in part from a repressed anger about his secret life.


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Apparently, although members of the Hoover family have contacted her and said that they are not angry about the disclosures, McGhee’s own family were unhappy with her decision to go public, as, understandably, they never wanted to be associated with him.

According to Spannaus, apparently it was well-known both inside and outside the FBI, that there were rumours about Hoover’s possible ‘black ancestry‘ – which were widespread during his long reign.

There were also reports that Hoover deployed the FBI to track down who was behind rumours of his black ancestry – just as he did regarding rumours and reports about his homosexuality.

The American writer Gore Vidal, who grew up in Washington, D.C. in the 1930s, told the writer Anthony Summers that when:

“Hoover was becoming famous, and it was always said of him – in my family and around the city – that he was mulatto.

People said he came from a family that had “passed.’

It was the word they used for people of black origin who, after generations of inbreeding, have enough white blood to pass themselves off as white.

That’s what was always said about Hoover.” (Anthony Summers, Official and Confidential: The Secret Life of J. Edgar Hoover, 1993).

Summers also found evidence that blacks referred to Hoover as “some kind of spook” and even “soul brother,” and realized that in some black communities in the eastern part of the USA, it was generally believed that Edgar had black roots.

Hoover’s ancestry was always a subject of speculation within the FBI, because of his lack of documented heritage that was always required when someone joined the FBI.


Please Come Out Support A Black Business Owner Who Died in Police Custody...

New York Times article with a scorned bedwench

This essay is part of a collaborative project with Black History, Continued. We invited readers and renowned writers to respond to the question “What is Black love today?”

“I am no longer dating white guys. Nonwhite guys may submit their applications in my DMs.”
These words, posted on my Facebook page, marked the beginning of a racial reckoning in my dating life.
Some context: It was June 2020. George Floyd had just been murdered. Black people like myself were consumed with rage and were openly airing our grief.
On top of that, I was a woman scorned. I was 35 years old, a highly educated Black woman, a homeowner and an attorney, and I had just been rejected by yet another mediocre white guy who then pursued a relationship with a white woman.

In short, I was fed up with white people. So one afternoon, I wrote a half-crazed manifesto on my Facebook page. Specifically, I railed against a white society that clearly didn’t see me as white but insisted on rejecting my Blackness because of my appearance (fair-skinned) and upbringing (middle class).
White people had called me “not Black” for liking Taylor Swift, told me they were “more Black than me” because they grew up in a predominantly Black neighborhood (or had an especially dark tan), and fetishized my “exoticness” and ethnic ambiguity. I ended my ramblings with the call for applicants.

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I clicked “post” without thinking. To my amazement, the likes and comments started pouring in. Black people saying that they’d had similar experiences. White allies thanking me and promising to “do the work.” I felt so vindicated.
And then this popped up on Facebook Messenger:
“Application submitted!”
The message was from Josh, whom I went to high school with 18 years earlier in Maryland. He was tall, handsome, smart, funny and successful. And Black. I’d briefly reconnected with him at a bar in Baltimore in 2018 when I was in town for a work conference. We had flirted, but I remembered from Facebook that he’d gotten married, so I flew back to California at the end of the conference with a wistful “what-if” feeling fluttering in my chest.
I soon found out through mutual friends that his marriage had ended before we connected, but seeing as we lived 3,000 miles apart, I figured there was no point in trying to pursue anything.

But here he was now, reading my manifesto and submitting an actual application to date me. I was gobsmacked.
Up to that point, the vast majority of my relationships had been with white men, the predictable result of years spent in a Maryland prep school and at a Massachusetts liberal arts college. In fact, it had become a running joke among my friends and family: If the guy was basic and white, he was my type.
But I had never, not once, dated a Black man. And I’ll be honest — I had always felt a kind of shame around that, as though my not dating Black men reflected a deep-seated insecurity with my own Blackness.
But here was an eligible Black bachelor offering me a chance at love, and a chance at embracing my Blackness.
Josh and I started texting. We had a couple of video calls that were awkward at first but became more natural. I suggested flying out to Baltimore to see him, and he agreed. On the one hand, it seemed wild and reckless, jumping on a plane to visit someone I barely knew. And during a pandemic to boot. On the other, the whole thing felt like something out of a movie. I was flying 3,000 miles to have our “first date.”
We packed a lot into that four-day first date. He took me to Baltimore’s National Aquarium. He treated me to dinners and wine. He even took me to a (socially distanced) visit with my grandmother on her birthday.

Most of all, we reveled in our Blackness. We danced to hip-hop in his living room — and he could dance, something I had rarely experienced with my white boyfriends. We joked about the endearing quirks of our older Black relatives. We shared stories about being among the few Black people in our respective professional arenas — finance for him; law for me. With him I could openly “speak the language” and not have to explain myself. For the first time in my life, I felt like I could be completely, unapologetically Black with the guy I was dating.
Like most first dates, there were uncomfortable moments. Josh was reserved and rarely volunteered information about himself, which meant it was hard to get to know him. And while there was definitely a mutual physical attraction, there was a shyness in Josh that only seemed to fall away with the help of a few drinks. Still, I chalked that up to our still getting to know one another.
However, on my last night there, as we gazed at the city lights over the Inner Harbor, he turned to me and said, “You know this isn’t going to work, right?” Completely out of nowhere. I asked him to explain.
He said our personalities were too different — I’m outgoing, high-energy and emotional; he’s analytical, quiet and calm. I, both a romantic and a lawyer, attempted to argue my case — “Doesn’t love find a way?” — and he, the realistic, number-crunching one, pointed out the obvious practical hurdles. With the physical distance between us, there was no way to properly date or figure out how we would fit together.
My fairy tale seemingly shattered, I started to cry. He seemed sad too, though whether it was because of a mutual feeling of despair or simply uneasiness at my tears, I couldn’t tell. The next morning he drove me to the airport and I asked him to visit me in California. He gave a noncommittal answer. I left wondering if I would ever see him again.
Turns out, I would. A few weeks after my Maryland trip, Josh asked to visit me in California. I was thrilled. I convinced myself that he wanted to visit California to see if he could make a home here with me.

I planned a day trip to Napa. I borrowed my neighbor’s bike for Josh so we could tool around town together in true Californian style. I proudly showed him off to my friends, took him to my favorite local haunts, and tried my hardest to prove how great we could be together, the perfect Black power couple.
Still, we weren’t quite clicking. Josh wasn’t entirely on board with my carefree Cali style. When we biked to the river on a hot day, I eagerly stripped down to splash around in the cool water, but he refused. When we strolled the sidewalks of downtown Napa, I reached out to intertwine my fingers with his, and he shook my hand off — turns out he wasn’t a fan of P.D.A. And the reservedness I had witnessed in Baltimore persisted. I tried to ask him questions about his family, of whom he seldom spoke. He demurred: “That’s personal.”
As someone who had always been an open book, I was frustrated. When I drove him to the airport at the end of the visit, I had a hollow feeling. Why weren’t we clicking when we were perfect for each other, at least on paper: same hometown, same education, same career-driven lives, and most importantly (or so I thought), same race? How was this not kismet?
It all came to a head in the spring of 2021. Josh invited me to Baltimore for the Preakness, an annual horse race and social event. But a disagreement over a coffee maker before I arrived — he didn’t own one, and for reasons I couldn’t fathom, didn’t want to have one on hand for my visits — pushed me over the edge.
I said, “If you can’t even keep a coffee maker for me, it’s obvious you don’t care enough for me to fly 3,000 miles to see you.” To my horror, he didn’t argue. I said I wasn’t coming, and he didn’t try to change my mind. And that was it.
What the hell had just happened? How did my lofty dreams fall so flat? Did I really fly to Maryland, and him to California — during a pandemic — for nothing more than a booty call?

Over time, I realized my attachment to Josh was more intellectual than emotional. I had tried to make him — kind and well-meaning, but unable to match my spirit or provide me the emotional connection I wanted — into my perfect boyfriend, because he was Black.
Josh represented the first time I naïvely attached my worth as a Black person to the success of my relationship with a Black man. But dating a Black man will not make me more Black, just as dating a white man won’t make me less Black. I am Black, period.
Regardless of the race or ethnicity of my next boyfriend, at least I’ll know one thing: Whoever loves me next must love all of me.

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https://nytimes.com/2022/02/11/style/modern-love-black-boyfriend-applications.html

We all agreed

After the 1970's and the 1980's Blacks begin to leave the Jheri curl behind. I assume they noticed it was a very wet style to maintain. During the 1990's there was a small push for the return of the Jheri curl including the incorporation of the Jheri curl and the high top fade. Such hairstyles such as the one Al B. Sure used to wear or M.C, hammer. After acts like those faded away taking the last remains of this horrible hairstyle, the Jheri Curl died and never resurrected. I guess we ALL AGREED.

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The Secret Relationship Series (Highly Controversial)

I've been reading the NOI series, "The Secret Relationship Between Blacks and Jews" and I can understand why the Ashkenazi small hats are so sensitive to anything said about their group. I'm only halfway through the first and third volumes, but if the general public knew about how involved the European Jews were in the slavery trade, not only would they look at the holocaust as a minor thing in comparison to what Africans and Indigenous people went through, but some might even argue that their own tussle with the Germans was karmic. It goes way deep and it makes how they treat and present to us in the present day crystal clear.....and to take it a step further, they've been culture vulturing Black people for centuries...stole Black people's religion and pawned it off as their own. I had white Jewish friend in college, the first openly Jewish person to ever know. and once I asked him if there were any Black Jews, he remarked that there a few Ethiopan Jews, not mentioning that the first JEws to ever walk the Earth were Black. His family even had me over for passover and his white mom (a converted Jew) during the prayer, said, "and though we were once slaves, we are no longer, and are free." (something to that effect) and I even then i could not see how they were related to the biblical people from Africa. of course, now I know better. But those books are great reference points, and if enough people owned them, we might finally be able to put a stop this nonsense coming from that group. B1

Preferences from Your Mate

This is for The Bruthas and The Sistas ; Single or Coupled.

For the sake of clarity and moving forward within relationships; examining standards and expectations, tell us your views on this question.

🧑🏾‍🦱Bruthas: Is the Submission of your Female Mate Voluntary or Mandatory? Why?
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👩🏾‍🦱Sistas: Would you rather have a Male Mate who is Passive/Submissive or Assertive/Governing? Why?
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“He was simply Black while working”

How many times do we have to see stories like this... A black man is just doing his job when some racist comes out of the woodwork for his life!?

Like, read the story. This was clearly a racial hate act. I don't get why people act like these things don't happen. No surprise the police aren't taking it serious enough. Would they be if he ended up dead!? WTF

The FedEx driver, 24-year-old D’Monterrio Gibson, was not wounded in the Jan. 24 incident. One of his attorneys, Carlos Moore, said Thursday that he believes police are not taking the investigation seriously. Two white men are facing charges, but Moore said the state needs to upgrade those charges to attempted murder.

Moore said Gibson had done nothing wrong before two white men tried to stop him, with one of the men holding a gun.

“He was simply Black while working,” Moore said during a news conference.

A Justice Department spokesperson confirmed to The Associated Press on Thursday that the department received a request to look into the case and will review the request to determine any next steps.

Gibson said he was wearing a FedEx uniform and was driving an unmarked van that FedEx had rented when he dropped off a package at a house in south Mississippi. He said as he was leaving, he noticed a white pickup truck pulling away from another house on the same large lot.

He said the pickup driver tried to cut him off as he left the driveway. Gibson swerved around him and then encountered a second man who had a gun pointed at the van and was motioning for him to stop. Gibson said the man fired as he drove away, damaging the van and packages inside. He said the white pickup chased him to the interstate highway near Brookhaven before ending the pursuit.

Van Jones Has a Baby With His Friend, Literally

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Van Jones has opened up on his unconventional family setup after welcoming a baby girl.

The CNN commentator, who has two other children revealed that he and his friend decided to ‘join forces’ to have a child together.

He told TMZ: ‘After the Covid lockdown, I got clear that I wanted another kid.

‘I discovered that my friend Noemi also wanted a baby. So, we decided to join forces and become conscious co-parents. It’s a concept that I hope more people will explore and consider.’

Van, 53, added: ‘This month we welcomed to Earth a baby girl, whom we will raise as co-parenting partners. This is a special time for our families. I feel grateful, joyful and blessed.’

The star previously married to Jana Carter – niece of former US President Jimmy Carter – in 2005 and they went on to welcome two children; Mattai and Cabral.

After a 14-year marriage, Jones and Jana split and divorced in 2019.



What kind of new age weirdo stuff is this?

Boondocks Reboot/Revival Cancelled by HBO Max

yeah well that sucks
HBO Max decided to pull the plug on the Boondocks revival/reboot that they wanted to make
The actor of Tom confirmed it Sony said they are looking for other sources

Ladies, Who Eats First Your Man or the Kids?


If you watch the video its in reaction to what appears to be a single mom saying she feeds her children first. #women what are your thoughts on this? Do you agree or do you feed your man first? Now I’m not talking about when things are tight, Im talking about when there is enough food for everyone.

Luxury Smart Watches

I was always waiting for luxury brands to get into smart watches and these few look dope. I love the Apple Watch but sometimes the look of a classic watch face complements your outfit, especially a suit. It’s great to see some high end companies giving it a try. Does anyone know of any others? don’t post Apple Watch Hermes, its an Apple watch with a custom background.

Louis Vuitton Tambour Horizon
$3500

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Tag Hueur Connected
$1900

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Breitling Exospace B55
$7000+


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Music is helping ME

Music and the music industry is helping me to appreciate music made before 2003. With the exception of Bankroll Fresh,J Cole, Kendrick and Krit. After Future dropped Purple Rain, to me he started falling off. New his new video is showing me the truth to the Entire Industry and how all of it works together. Against me and us. The song was corny anyway then the corn ball cameo. LOL. You would think Future should be the one asking the questions but they are the same anyway.Right.

Call of Duty MW Sequel and Warzone 2 Announced

So yeah they just announced a sequel to modern warfare 2019 and warzone This might be the last call of duty they produce independently pre Microsoft Acquisition

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