Recuerdo cuando al ex beisbolista venezolano Ozzie Guilén se le atacó en Estados Unidos por decir que admiraba a la Revolución cubana. Entonces el presentador de televisión de origen mexicano y radicado en Miami Jorge Ramos Ávalos aprovechó para publicar uno más de sus textos contra Fidel y Raúl Castro: Dijo: “Su sangrienta dictadura de 53 años se ha caracterizado por la represión, la falta de libertad y la absoluta ausencia de democracia multipartidista”.
Más fresco tengo el recuerdo cuando Ramos recibió un premio de la revista TIME. Ahí el presentador atacó a Nicolás Maduro, y con un trago de vino en la mesa, brindó por los “presos políticos” en Venezuela que tienen “como crimen denunciar el abuso de poder, la corrupción y la falta de democracia del régimen”.
Ironías de la vida. Ramos echado y mandado callar en su propio país de residencia, y sobre el cual pregona las “libertades democráticas” que -dice- no hay en Cuba o Venezuela.
Probablemente esto le haga pensar también en Mumia Abu jamal, periodista, presidente de la Asociación de Periodistas Negros de Filadelfia e integrante del Partido Panteras Negras, quien fue condenado a muerte y posteriormente a cadena perpetua por las leyes estadounidenses en 1982 por un delito que no cometió. Sería bueno que Ramos lo mencionara de ahora en adelante en sus columnas, por si quiere ir a verlo a la cárcel en Pennsylvania en la cual está preso.
O quizá sobre Oscar López Rivera, condenado en 1981 a 55 años de cárcel acusado de “terrorismo” y “conspiración” contra el gobierno de Estados Unidos por pedir la independencia de Puerto Rico. Si Jorge Ramos clama tanto por el venezolano Leopoldo López, con el caso del independentista puertorriqueño se va a volver loco de la emoción. Hasta es probable que lo veamos brindado por su libertad, ya no con una copa de vino, sino con toda una garrafa de coquito boricua.
Ya que si no le conviene esto y pretende seguir callando como hasta ahora sobre los casos de criminalización contra Julian Assange y Edward Snwden, Ramos bien puede escoger entre cualquiera de los 157 presos político que tiene el gobierno estadounidnese, según la National Jericho Movement y la Social Movement Prisoners. Sí, porque, criticar al presidente mexicano Enrique Peña Nieto desde su sillón en Miami, lo hace hasta mi amiga Rosita, dueña del mejor pan con puerco de South Beach y el East miamero
Mumia Abu-Jamal is anactivist and journalist who was convicted and sentenced to death on July 3, 1982, for the December 1981 murder of Philadelphia police officer Daniel Faulkner. His sentence was commuted to life imprisonment without parole in December 2011 after District Attorney Seth Williams decided to end the pursuit of the death penalty with the support of the victim’s family.
Mumia Abu-Jamal was a part-time radio journalist driving a cab back in Dec. 9, 1981, where he saw his brother in a physical conflict with a young, white police officer, Daniel Faulkner. Abu-Jamal ran toward the duo. A scuffle ensued. Shots were fired, and both Abu-Jamal and Faulkner were hit. Faulkner died at the scene, leaving behind a young, blond widow and some very angry Philadelphia police officers.
The case of Mumia Abu-Jamal, who spent almost 30 of his imprisoned 33 years on death row for Faulkner’s murder before having his sentence switched to life without parole in 2011, has dragged into its fourth decade. The reams of court transcripts and the articles written about the case and its subject could fill a small room.
But what one needs to know about the case today is simple: Abu-Jamal’s supporters think him innocent and framed (in one way or another) and want him free, and his opponents want him dead. This is a struggle for life, all puns intended. No compromise is possible.
April 15 Philly Day of Protest for Mumia. As part of national protests against the PA Prison system’s medical neglect of Mumia which led to his hospitalization last week because of diabetes, Philly held a rally in Love Park and a march to Gov. Wolf’s office, where busy Broad Street was blocked for an hour during rush hour. No Justice, No Peace! Photos by Joe Piette
Today, there was a demonstration at the UN headquarters in Ramallah regarding the bodies of the martyrs that are still being held by Israel since October. The families of the martyrs attending the meeting and each family held a stretcher with a poster of their son.
MOVE, black liberation group that lives communally and frequently engages in public demonstrations against racism, and police brutality, among other issues.
In 1978, a standoff resulted in the death of one police officer, injuries to several other people and life sentences for 9 members. In 1985, another standoff was ended when the police dropped a bomb on their compound. This resulted in the deaths of 11 MOVE members, including the leader John Africa and 5 children, the destruction of 65 houses and widespread news coverage.
«The following was transcribed from an audio from Mumia Abu-Jamal that was played at the anniversary of The MOVE mass murders:
May 13th 1985 is more than a day of infamy, when a city waged war on its own alleged citizens, but also when a/the city committed massacre, and did so with perfect impunity. When babies were shot and burned alive with their mothers and fathers, and the killers rewarded with honours and pensions while politicians talked and the media mediated mass murder. On that day, the city, armed and assisted by the U.S. government, dropped a bomb on a house and called it law.
The fire department watched buildings ignite like matches in the desert and cut off water. The courts of the land turned a blind eye, daubed mud in their socket, and prosecuted Ramona Africa for having the nerve to survive an urban holocaust, jailing her for the crime of not burning to death. Eleven men, women and children died, and not one killer was even charged with a misdemeanor.
But on that day, more than MOVE members died. The city died, too. Its politicians died, its media died, its courts died, and its churches and houses of worship died, for they ceased to function, and they served power and money. In a very real sense, the city massacred itself, for one’s faith in such institutions died.
They became empty, hollow and dead, but for the shell. May 13th, 1985 is a day that shall live in infamy, but for far more reasons than the obvious. It was the death knell of a system committing suicide. It proved that a man called John Africa spoke powerful truths when he spoke about the nature of the system as corrupt, as flawed, as poisoned. Every day past that date has only proved it even more.