Rosa Parks Obituary

If you are interested in seeing Rosa Parks Obituary here is a link. I am not a big funeral/obituary fan but this obituary is very interesting. The funeral was 7 hrs long I am just not going to go there with any comments! I would however, like to share with you a different P.O.V. with you I read on the NoirAmerica @ Yahoo discussion forum by Aurora Harris .

The last time I saw a horse drawn carriage at a
funeral... it was in the movie "Imitation of Life"

and it did not have the name of the funeral home
plastered all over the side of the carriage.

So when I saw Ms Rosas carriage, I suddenly turned
into the black woman that was passing as white in the
moveie, and

in flipped up curled hair, my tight black funeral
dress and black stilletto heeled pumps, I ran through
my living room and jumped

through the t.v and ran to Rosa's carriage weeping
and wailing:

"Momma! Momma! I'm sorry they put this advertisement
on your carriage! Momma! Momma! Pleeeze forgive me
Momma Rosa!" Mahalia Jackson while singing catches
me as I faint...

Channels 2, 4 and 7 switch over to "the woman who has
fainted at the hearse" which gives the viewers a break
from the political madness and exploitation...

Jesse Jackson and Bill Clinton run to assist me... to
touch the satin hem of my funeral dress and try to
adjust my gartered stockings...

I am still shaking my head in disgust from seeing
those large white letters plastered on that
carriage...

tacky, tacky, tacky... and den

when da horses wa n't moobin fast nuf fuh da mastahs
dey moobed da chile's body inta da hearse dat

broke down...

Lawd, Lawd... n den da big menz waz puttin' dey

X marks (dey say dem was autograph's) on da chile's

Bichu-aries when dey waz in da parking lot... so

how far have we really come?

I'm surprised someone didn't buy Ms Rosa 91 pairs of
Gator Shoes to hang around the horses necks or tie
'round the rearview mirrrors of the limos to commerate
91 years of her life;

where if she were to get on a bus today, most people
would look at her like she crazy while eating
McDonalds and not offer her a seat...

I done pulled my fake bushy moustache out, whitened up
instead of "corked up" my face, pasted the moustache
to my upper lip, put on an oversized tuxedo jacket so
I can minstralize jewish humor while the politician's
marketing agencies rack up bucks...

I'm bent over like Groucho Marx with my cigar running
around screaming: Where's my vote! Where's my vote!
where's my Civil Rights ...its six evils on one hand n
20 on the other!

click... i've changed the channel

remember: the channel cannot not be changed until we
decide to change it.