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The Plantation Never Died: How Incarceration Fuels the Corporation Slavery did not end in 1865. It evolved. The plantation was never dismantled; it was absorbed into the corporation of white supremacy. What once happened under the whip now happens under the law. The same system that auctioned Africans on blocks now auctions prison contracts. The same hunger for Black labor, Black profit, and Black control still feeds—only the chains have changed. \ From the moment the 13th Amendment carved out its exception—"except as punishment for crime"—the corporation had its loophole. Freedom was offered with one hand and stolen with the other. Black life was criminalized, policed, and funneled back into the system, not as citizens, but as assets—bodies to be tracked, exploited, and controlled. This was no accident. Vagrancy laws, Black Codes, and convict leasing became corporate policy long before mass incarceration had a name. The courts, the police, the prisons—all became subsidiaries...
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 Silence Misinformation bends the truth. But silence buries it. The corporation does not only spread lies—it polices the voices that try to tell the truth. Every system of power depends on controlling speech: what can be said, who can say it, and what happens when someone refuses to stay quiet. The tactics are old, familiar, recycled with new faces and new tools: Censorship. Ban the books. Erase the history. Rewrite the curriculum. Knowledge becomes property of the state, and ignorance becomes law. Punishment. Whistle-blowers are jailed. Protesters are beaten. Workers who organize are fired. The lesson is clear: speak, and you will suffer. Surveillance. Words are tracked, phones are tapped, algorithms flag every post. The corporation listens not to hear truth, but to find the next target. Distraction. If silence cannot be forced, it can be drowned. The truth becomes just another voice lost in the flood of noise—tweets, headlines, and endless updates that keep the people scrolling b...
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Misinformation If fear is the spark, misinformation is the fuel. The corporation doesn’t just control with cages and guns—it controls with stories. From the very beginning, lies have been dressed up as truth to justify violence. Enslaved Africans were called “savages,” so their labor could be stolen in the name of “civilization.” Jim Crow painted Black people as criminals, so segregation looked like safety. During the “war on drugs,” entire communities were demonized so that mass incarceration could be sold as “justice.” After 9/11, Muslims were branded as terrorists so endless wars and surveillance could be disguised as “protection.” The pattern never changes: Pick a villain. A scapegoat, a face for the fear. Spread the lie. Repeat it in newspapers, on TV, now on social media—until it feels like common sense. Justify the violence. When the state arrests, bombs, cages, or kills, it doesn’t look like oppression. It looks like safety. Move on to the next group. Yesterd...
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The Corporation Exposed! The corporation thrives on illusion. Its greatest trick is not its money, not its laws, not its armies — it is the illusion of power itself. Like the Wizard of Oz, it projects a fire-breathing monster onto the wall: booming voice, smoke, flames, terror. The people bow, afraid to question. But pull the curtain back, and the truth is small. Behind the monster are not giants, but little men — trembling, pulling levers, desperate to protect their profits. The spectacle was never strength. It was always fear. And in America, the monster has always been given a Black face. For centuries, misinformation has painted Black lives as the threat.  During Reconstruction, newspapers warned of “Negro rule” to justify Jim Crow.  During the Civil Rights Movement, organizers were smeared as “outside agitators” to excuse police batons and dogs. In the 1990s, politicians invented the myth of “super-predators” to expand prisons and strip young Black men of their humanit...
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  The Constitution Has Been Hijacked, and Democracy Is Now a Commodity Being Sold by the Corporation The Constitution was written as a promise, but in the hands of the corporation, it has become a contract — a contract that the poor never signed, and the rich never stop amending. What was supposed to guarantee liberty now guarantees access, but only if you can afford the price of admission. The corporation has hijacked the Constitution, and democracy itself has been turned into a commodity. Democracy for the Rich The wealthy do not fear losing their rights because they can buy them back. With lawyers, lobbyists, and political donations, they bend the Constitution into a shield that protects their property, their profits, and their power. For them, democracy is a private club. Membership is expensive, but once you’re in, the rules no longer apply. Money buys freedom of speech in the form of billion-dollar media companies. Money buys freedom from prosecution in the form of settl...
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Control  The Silent Creep of Control Control doesn't seize power overnight; it creeps into our lives, slowly shaping our world until we hardly notice the change. We find ourselves in line, eating the same food, moving in the same direction, and speaking in the same approved tones. The first weapon of control is fear . It begins by demonizing a specific group, using them as a scapegoat. By branding them as a threat, the rest of us are conditioned to accept punishment as protection. When the corporation acts against this group—arresting, caging, or killing them—it looks like justice, and the public cheers, unaware that the same machinery of control will eventually turn on them. The second weapon is uniformity . Control thrives on the elimination of difference. When everyone wears the same clothes, works the same hours, and follows the same rules, individuality becomes a danger. Imagination is the first step toward rebellion, and uniformity crushes it. The third weapon is isolation ...
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THE CORPORATION OF WHITE SUPREMACY Power. Property. Production. You are not a citizen. You are an asset of the corporation. From the moment we are born in this country, we are assigned a number, handed a certificate, and given a false sense of belonging. A birth certificate doesn’t name you free—it names you accounted for. It doesn’t welcome you into liberty; it logs your existence like inventory. And in that moment, whether we recognize it or not, it feels less like a beginning and more like a transaction, where my humanity was the item being sold. We like to believe we are citizens. That we are people. That we are individuals with rights and choices. But when we pull back the curtain, when we look past the slogans and the staged elections, what we really see is something much more disturbing: we are treated like property, expected to produce, and constantly controlled by power. This country was not built on freedom. It was built on labor—labor that was stolen, extracted, and enforced...