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Malcolm X, one of the most influential African American leaders of the 20th Century, was born Malcolm Little in Omaha, Nebraska on May 19 Shortly after Malcolm was born the family moved to Lansing, Michigan. Earl Little his father joined Marcus Garvey’s Universal Negro Improvement Association (UNIA) where he publicly advocated black nationalist beliefs, prompting the local white supremacist Black Legion to set fire to their home. Little was killed by a streetcar in 1931. Authorities ruled it a suicide but the family believed he was killed by white supremacists.

Malcolm dropped out of high school after a teacher ridiculed his aspirations to become a lawyer. Malcolm worked odd jobs in Boston and then moved to Harlem in 1943 where he drifted into a life of “hustling.” He avoided the draft in World War II by declaring his intent to organize black soldiers to attack whites which led to his classification as “mentally disqualified for military service.”

Malcolm was arrested for burglary in Boston in 1946 and received a ten year prison sentence. There he joined the Nation of Islam (NOI). Upon his parole in 1952, Malcolm was called to Chicago, Illinois by NOI leader, the Honorable Elijah Muhammad. Like other converts, he changed his surname to “X,” symbolizing, he said, the rejection of “slave names” and his inability to claim his ancestral African name.

Recognizing his promise as a speaker and organizer for the Nation of Islam, Muhammad sent Malcolm to Boston and then in 1954 to Temple Number Seven in Harlem. Although New York’s one million blacks comprised the largest African American urban population in the United States, Malcolm noted that “there weren’t enough Muslims to fill a city bus. “Fishing” in Christian storefront churches and at competing black nationalist meetings, Malcolm built up the membership of Temple Seven. He also met his future wife, Sister Betty X, a nursing student who joined the temple in 1956.

Malcolm X quickly became a national public figure in July 1959 when CBS aired Mike Wallace’s expose on the NOI, “The Hate That Hate Produced.” This documentary revealed the views of the NOI, of which Malcolm was the principal spokesperson and showed those views to be in sharp contrast to those of most well-known African American leaders of the time.

Soon, however, Malcolm was increasingly frustrated by the NOI’s bureaucratic structure and refusal to participate in the Civil Rights Movement. His November 1963 speech in Detroit, “Message to the Grass Roots,” a bold attack on racism and a call for black unity, foreshadowed the split with his spiritual mentor, Elijah Muhammad. However, Malcolm on December 1 was suspended from the NOI for his comments in responce to JFK Death, “chickens coming home to roost” which to Muslims meant that Allah was punishing white America for crimes against black people.

Malcolm used the suspension to announce on March 8, 1964, his break with the NOI and his creation of the Muslim Mosque, Inc. Three months later he formed a strictly political group, called the Organization of Afro American Unity (OAAU) which was roughly patterned after the Organization of African Unity (OAU).

His dramatic political transformation was revealed when he spoke to the Militant Labor Forum of the Socialist Worker’s Party. By April 1964, while speaking at a CORE rally in Cleveland, Ohio, Malcolm gave his famous “The Ballot or the Bullet” speech in which he described black Americans as “victims of democracy.”

Malcolm traveled to Africa and the Middle East in late Spring 1964 and was received like a visiting head of state in many countries including Egypt, Nigeria, Tanzania, Kenya, and Ghana. While there, Malcolm made his hajj to Mecca, Saudi Arabia and added El-Hajj to his official NOI name Malik El-Shabazz.

The transformed Malcolm reiterated these views when he addressed an OAAU rally in New York, declaring for a pan-African struggle “by any means necessary.” Malcolm spent six months in Africa in 1964 in an unsuccessful attempt to get international support for a United Nations investigation of human rights violations of Afro Americans in the United States. Upon his return to New York, his home was firebombed. Events continued to spiral downward and on February 21, 1965, Malcolm X was assassinated at the Audubon Ballroom in the Washington Heights section of Manhattan.

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  • Finally had the crash moment I knew was going to come after 7 straight days at work and who knows how many hours.

    Honestly I think I would have made it through mostly fine, but the last two hours were one fuck up after the next by various people and I was just so fucking over it. I did my best to mask it behind my usually over the top silly demeanor, but I think a bit of my rage did spill over.

    Like I'm glad I'm off tomorrow, but holy shit. It's not things are getting much better because I'm working 6 days a week still.

    • I did a 6 day with one off then 2 days on off Friday 2 days in cause of other people's time off cascading. It's a kitchen so a 6 day week is just like...a lot. Skeleton staff, oddly busy and the week after mothers day weekend and at the end of one dudes month off (he went back to rhe Phillipines and saw his family no shade but another guy had a week off before and then a someone was sick last week and was the guy I was working 6 days to cover for and now someone else is away). I also do expo and calling so I'm basically playing Papers Please while plating and finishing dishes and handling apps and salads when anyone I could delegate to is already busy and also keeping half an eye on the pizza oven behind me in case no one else is. I've got the middle day off and it's Friday so I'm missing the busiest night and have the Saturday the week after off to see a very favorite local band reunite. Saw their first show in 2008 when I was 16 and they helped get me from causally into punk to knowing people and bands and whatever.

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