Sunday
Jan152012

Empty Belly Magazine Interview with Monte Smith 

1. What is street poetry?

Street poetry is the unheard voice of the common man and woman. It has no ties to the world of academia. People today cannot benefit from Shakespearean style poetry. We need poetry that reaches the youth and at the same time unifies the elders and everyone in between.

Street poetry needs to be threatening even though speaking out comes with a price, as Langston Hughes--who I consider one of the first American street poets---found out with the 1927 release of his blues inspired second volume, Fine Clothes To The Jew.

Black middle class critics hated it, writing things like “Langston Hughes’ book of poems--trash” and “Langston Hughes, sewer dweller.”

In a 1926 review of WC Handy’s Blues Anthology the reviewer wrote, “Whereas the spirituals are always concerned with escape from this world, faith, hope and a certain ‘joy in the Lord’, the blues are very much of this earth, dirty with pain and lazy with the weariness of life.”

Today’s street poetry is yesterday’s blues, and modern street poets are writers like Amiri Baraka, Gil Scott-Heron (RIP), the Watts Prophets, the Last Poets, Lenny Bruce, Linton Kwesi Johnson, Mutabaruka, Bob Marley, Richard Pryor, George Carlin, Bill Hicks, Chuck D and KRS-ONE to name a few.

2. You mentioned in an interview that you believe street poetry is rap's nucleus. Can you build further on that so that some clarity can be left on that?

Poetry is the heart of rap music. It’s not tied to money, your job, or your responsibilities. It’s your soul, vocalized. That is the essence of rap.

Before there was Kool Herc, Africa Bambaataa and Coke La Rock… there was Gil Scott (RIP), The Watts Prophets and The Last Poets. And before them, there was Willie Dixon, John Lee Hooker and Robert Johnson. All of these “outlaw” artists had a hand in the creation of what we know as Rap music. I personally believe Gil Scott was the first emcee, and I will also add he was the first emcee on wax.  

3. Tell us about North Carolina, how your advancement and mobilization began. Also pass some of the revolutionary history that has taken place in NC.

A. I cut my teeth writing anti-racist/sexist literature for groups such as S.H.A.R.P (Skinheads Against Racial Prejudice) and A.R.A. (Anti-Racist Action). I then went from writing to fighting. The groups that I was involved with decided that our best action would be to storm Ku Klux Klan rallies taking place in the South. We were successful in stopping the Klan from marching on several occasions in several cities.

At one time we had over a thousand kids from all over the eastern seaboard ready and willing to disrupt Klan rallies, violently if we had to, at the drop of a dime. The key to our movement and any movement is youth because kids actually believe they can change the world.

Today I hold youth and prisoner centered poetry workshops in order to teach people to release emotions in positive ways. If it wasn’t for poetry I know I’d be in prison because I, like many men, grew up being taught to repress my emotions.

B. North Carolina has a rich revolutionary history. Freedom fighters from North Carolina include David Walker, author of the Appeal, the first revolutionary manifesto in the United States for black liberation, and Robert F. Williams, author of Negroes with Guns, the book that single-handedly sparked the militant black movements of the Civil rights era, including the Black Panthers.

4. What was the [true] Plan Columbia about?

Plan Columbia was, on the surface, a plan to eradicate the Columbian cocaine trade for the betterment of Columbian and American society, as America is the world’s largest market for Columbian cocaine.

However it was actually a covert scheme to punish Columbia’s F.A.R.C. rebels for not giving in to US pressure to wash their cocaine money through the New York Stock Exchange.

Columbia’s F.A.R.C. guerillas manufacture cocaine to fund their insurgency.

One of the ways the CIA profits from the international drug trade is by coercing drug suppliers like F.A.R.C. to launder their drug money through stock exchanges like the New York Stock Exchange.

Most suppliers fold under CIA pressure, and, by paying their dues and laundering money through these exchanges, remain un-touched by international law enforcement, but F.A.R.C. refused to play ball so the US military decided to destroy F.A.R.C. by taking away their main income source, and sprayed a fungus called “Agent Green” on F.A.R.C.’s coca crops.

This was deadly for the Columbian people. The fungus went from the coca fields to the water systems poisoning thousands, and causing an incredible number of birth defects and infant deaths.

Two researchers who provide ample proof and documentation on plan Columbia include Michael Ruppert, the ex-Los Angeles police officer turned whistleblower who not only broke this story, but also blew the lid off the Gary Webb/Dark Alliance article explaining how the CIA was responsible for the crack epidemic that devastated South Central Los Angeles in the mid and late 80’s, and investment advisor Catherine Austin Fitts, former Assistant Secretary of Housing under George H.W. Bush turned White House whistleblower.

5. Name a few who move you and a few who don’t move you... and why on a few of them

Few Who Move Me:

Mumia Abu-Jamal. Locked down for over a decade and still a symbol of resistance against the beast, from within the beast! And the system knows they can’t execute him, because the streets would run red with pigs’ blood if they did.

Gil Scott-Heron… the ultimate wordsmith. No one has ever conveyed the depths of human despair; drug addiction, desolation and social isolation like Gil, and no one’s words have ever touched me like his. I loved this man, and wept when he passed.

Few Who Don’t:

Soulja Boy, Gucci Mane, corporate radio, the Amerikkan political shytstem and all stooges of Capitalism. They are the ruiners of hope and takers of dreams. They are the reason men and women grow old before their time, unable to do simple things like practice yoga, or go for walks, meditate, spend more time raising children then just yelling at them, etc. because we are too busy in the rat race, making the corporate wheels turn, turn, turn.

All soldiers have to be extra vigilant, and recognize the game that’s being played by corporate masters to keep the masses unaware and what’s more, not caring that they’re unaware. We have to be the ones who hold the red flags, organize flanks and give marching orders when the revolution comes.

6. What is the end game for capitalism? When it collapses what comes next?

Anarchism is a movement that deserves examination as an alternative system. Successful examples of Anarchist movements include the Provo movement of the 60s. The Provos were quite revolutionary and innovative, and many societal ideas from the movement are indelibly etched into the fabric of Dutch society today.

The Provos really pushed people in Sweden to think green way before the Green movement.

The Provos are who made bicycles synonymous with Amsterdam with their “White Bicycle Plan,” which proposed the closing of central Amsterdam to all motorized traffic in order to improve public transportation and save Amsterdam residents millions in gas every year.

The plan called for the government to buy 20,000 white bikes per year which were to be free for everybody to use. City authorities rejected the plan, but the Provos decided to go ahead anyway. They bought 50 bikes, painted them white and left them on streets for public use.

The Provos refused to live under rules they felt violated their humanity and said, “You know what? Fuck these fuckers. We have better ideas and we can create a better way of living.”

7. Illuminati, Freemasons, what do you say to someone interjecting these matters as the source of some of our current global problems

Some people believe that 13 families control the planet. That number might be correct. Or it might be 12. It might be 9…but certain families have tightly controlled the global economy and enormous amounts of money and property--much of it stolen--for centuries.

Most global problems are the result of this 2% of the global population controlling all of the gold and using it to strong-arm third world countries into giving up their natural resources.

For the common man and woman, the money in their pocket is mere interest off the gold this “elite” stole.

8. Is Amerikkka the new Rome?

We create war and havoc everywhere we go, just like Rome. Henry Kissinger is our Nero. But tell the average American this and he or she will look at you like you’re robbing them at gunpoint. Why? Because Americans have been taught not to think for themselves.

All the majority knows is a distorted reality backed by lies, misinformation and a whitewashed history. We have been spoon-fed lies for so long the masses can no longer decipher fiction from reality.

As Bill Hicks would say, “Go back to bed, America. Your government is in control again. Here’s American Gladiators. Watch this. Shut up. Here’s American Gladiators. Here’s fifty-six channels of it. Here you go, America: you are free to do as we tell you.” 

Don’t let this happen to you. Don’t let the media tell you how to think. Don’t let Hollywood set our social tones. And most importantly, don’t let the American educational system get in the way of your real education--learning how to create social and economic systems that don’t require people to die or starve in order for them to work. Pretty fucking simple when you say it out loud.

9. I feel from your book that there is a feeling of [continuous hate build up] in society, how can we reverse that or is it to late

Most of the hate you see is a result of people living in a system that doesn’t benefit us. The cost of living is rising but wages are not increasing and unemployment is at an all time high.

Gas prices are also at an all time high, so now people can’t afford to drive to jobs that don’t pay their bills.

People can’t afford medical care and can barely feed their families and sometimes, working two, even three jobs isn’t enough to keep food on the table.

Nobody can buy shit in America anymore, but in America, happiness is bought.

Now, since nobody can buy shit, everybody is realizing they don’t look like the people in the movies, they’re not eating in the same restaurants they see celebrities eating in on TV and everybody hates themselves.

This is how capitalism works and it’s a shitty system so pardon me if I look like I wanna slap you when I see you in the morning at the train station.

10. Solidarity mobilization, how instrumental is that to the progress of mankind?

Love, compassion and tolerance are the key ingredients to any and every solidarity movement. That is what we need but mobilization is often difficult because we live in a system that thrives on choking the power out of us instead of helping us prosper.

Still, I’m supposed to pledge allegiance to the flag and smile at you when you see me at Mao-Mart? Fuck you! You’re lucky I’m not bucking at you.

11. Why have we lost respect for earth? Who is responsible for the campaign to keep it like that?

Nature was originally divine to humans, but greed, property rights and dick fights fucked it up. Instead of living without boundaries, we fenced everything in, divided everything up, locked everyone out and threw away the key.

The educational system is partly to blame. Why is the biggest lesson some boys learn in school is how to skip it?

Students aren’t being engaged, aren’t excited about learning and aren’t learning the most important things like why its so important to take care of our planet and how to grow our own food and grow into socially competent and engaged adults who are not guided by greed but by a higher purpose.

Our ignorance is also to blame. Most people with minor ailments would never have to see a doctor if they simply read about the healing powers of herbs. But instead of using herbal concoctions made from plants we can all grow we shuffle off to a doctor’s office where we’re treated like faceless numbers while receiving sub-par care and scripts for “medicines” sold by companies who provide big money scholarships and other initiatives for the medical school that doctor graduated from.

“Medicines” that in fact, often do not cure you and can potentially wreak havoc on your entire body.

Owners of pharmaceutical companies are some of the biggest culprits and should be yoked up by their starched collars and dragged out in the streets, where families of people killed by their “medicines” can beat them to death with spiked baseball bats.

12. What things would you say are indispensable to the mobilization of our consciousness and should be watched out for, to prevent government or corporation, sabotaging or advancement of taking over our agenda?

Remodeling of the educational system is a definite requirement to the mobilization of consciousness.

Unfortunately, we sabotage ourselves by raising ignorant youth. They are ignorant because we stuff their minds with shit.

Why must children watch so much bullshit on TV? Why must they be force-fed so many lies in school, like Columbus discovered America?

It’s also important to study past movements and how they were infiltrated so we can recognize the signs and patterns that occur when infiltration is being attempted.

13. What is it you want those who read the book to walk away with in their heads?

I want people to know that Don’t Shoot the Hostages is more than just another "conscious" or “radical” poetry book. It’s an outspoken contribution towards the clarification and understanding of: race, white guilt, religion, police brutality, the real Drug War, America the Plantation, 9/11, the Prison Industrial Complex and local/international poverty issues from the perspective of the revolutionary, the drug dealer/addict and the common man and woman.

Don’t Shoot the Hostages offers the reader the opportunity to live out the following scenario: Imagine walking into a heavily populated section of any major city and having the ability to read the minds of everyone you passed. You would quickly realize the masses are starving, doing dope to cope, and as a result, severely failing in personal and social relationships. Don’t Shoot the Hostages reminds the reader that the main problem poor, working class people face, is themselves.

I wanted Don’t Shoot the Hostages to be an unflinching look into the minds of society's forgotten. The poetry, social commentary and contributions in this book are radical, angry, and at times, terrifying.

14. Where can we see more, read more, buy the book and stay posted with your mobilization?

My new book, Don’t Shoot The Hostages: Poetry and Social Commentary for the New world Survivalist is only $12 for the paperback version and can be purchased from my website www.streetpoetmonte.com. You can download the e-Book version for $5.00 and keep up with my movements, thoughts and ideas there also.



Tuesday
Dec062011

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Tuesday
Nov222011

The Great Syl Johnson - Nov 19th 2011

I had the Honor of Meeting Syl Johnson on Nov 19th at the Eccentric Soul Review in Durham, NC. His performance was phenomenal!!!!

Tuesday
Nov232010

Monte Smith reciting 'The Rant' at the University of Maryland 11.17.10

Friday
Nov192010

Monte Smith Live @ The University of Maryland 11.17.10 (Video Snippet) 

Friday
Nov192010

Your World News Interview (Video) w/ Monte Smith 11.17.10

Sunday
Oct242010

Monte Smith Live @ The University Of Maryland 11.17.10

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Anti-Racist Activist & Poet (Monte Smith) Coming to Nyumburu!

Description:
The next Black Male Initiative Community Event will feature the Internationally Renowned Street Poet and social activist, Monte Smith! This promises to be one of our most dynamic, educational and entertaining events ever. You absolutely will not want to miss this performance and lecture, if you don't have to. This Event is Free and Open to the Public! Monte Smith will be lecturing in between each of his extremely powerful spoken word pieces. All are welcome! {Will appear in FYI on Nov 10, 2010
Start Time:
7:00 PM
End Time:
9:00 PM
Room:
Multipurpose Room
Common Location Name:
Nyumburu Center
Web Address:
www.theblackmaleinitiative.org
Other Contact Information:
Solomon Comissiong Black Male Initiative +1 301 314 8439 solomon@umd.edu www.nyumburu.umd.edu

Wednesday
Sep012010

Selected Poems: The Interrogation

Detective: Would you like something before we get started…

cigarette, something to drink?

 

Carlo: I want my phone call!

 

Detective: Sure, as soon as you start from the beginning.

 

- Nine Hours Earlier -

 

This morning as I was staggering through the rot house I sometimes

cop a squat in, I overheard what looked to be a news reporter asking

some of my fellow transients what drug life was really like for society’s

forgotten. I could see the welcoming party he’d attracted was about

to prepare him for lunch. So being the good Samaritan I am, I introduced

myself and suggested we go outside where he could interview me. Once

‘lucky’ and I exchanged the motel’s face slapping odor of cheap wine,

piss and sex, for the sidewalk’s immediate stench of human feces, trash

and death, he introduced himself as Johnny Badwrite, a local reporter

from RAT 10 News.

 

“I’m doing an expose on drug addiction and how it affects the homeless

from re-entering society, so I decided to come down here and ask some

questions. Can you help me?”

 

An ad man once told me there’s no money in the cure, so I knew

immediately Agent Badwrite had no intention of revealing the sights,

smells and horrors of skid row. Skid row is a bottomless pit. An

endless negative space where (true) consciousness struggles to exist.

Look around, this human eat human system isn’t meant for the living,

it's beating, raping and choking everything pure in the hearts of our

children, in return killing anything good they had worth giving. Look

around, everything alive isn't living… it's more like barely existing.

 

Company men like Hack-Write are far too programmed to care -- much

less understand -- that when you lose everything you own including

your mind and begin to rely on trash cans to survive, a drug and alcohol

addiction will always drop to the bottom of your worry list. Now that

I think about it, I should’ve let the bloodsuckers in the lobby use his

ribs for toothpicks. Call it payback for not exposing the last sixty years

of idiot box hypocrisy, media disinformation and mental slavery at the

hooves of American commercial benefactors.

 

I told him, “Look, give me a twenty and I’ll tell you what ever you need

to know.”

 

He handed me a ten and with a shit eating grin replied, “I’ll give you the

other half once you cough up some blood for tonight’s show. Don’t hold

back; give me something I can work with. Has anyone overdosed lately?

Do you know if the drugs were pharmaceutical? Would any of the sub-humans

back in the boarding house be willing to volunteer for medical experiments,

if and I repeat if, they were compensated with their drug of choice? Hey!

Are you getting all of this?”   

 

Realizing Badwrite was clueless that I just prevented his family from

having to identify his remains, I told him, “Fuck you and your expose – go

find another lab rat!”

 

“Wait, where are you going? Come back! Hey, what about my ten dollars?”

 

Keep walking, I thought. But just as I was rounding the corner I heard

Badwrite scream…

 

“GODDAMN ANIMALS!”

 

Wait a minute. For those who share Badwrite’s animal complex, am I

not a human being just like you? I’m without work and home, so you

simply assume I’m vile and guilty of having a police file that’s littering

the floor of your champagne city. It’s penthouse/elitist trash comedy!

I’m hungry, and for that you want to kill me. Oddly, not by your own

manicured nails. No! You cell phone the pigs for that. Remember, that’s

why you pay their tax. ANIMALS! Compared to what?

 

“What are you doing?! Get the hell off me!”

 

Before I knew it I was sitting on top of Badwrite’s chest shoving the

bottom of a Wild Irish Rose bottle against his right cheekbone.

 

“You want to talk about animals, asshole? Look at you, in your rich suit

and big car. What kind of beast are you? Asking the starving, What’s

it like? You and I both know you don’t give a rat’s ass who gets ripped

apart out here, as long as you’re perched in view to report it, then distort

it -- for profit!”

 

“What are you talking about? I said GET OFF ME!”

 

 “You’re guilty!” (pressing the bottle harder into his jawbone…)

 

“WHAT!”

 

“Don’t play stupid! You and RAT 10 News dumb down daily communication

so people can easily be trained! Your language is anti-intellectual, hateful

and bought..."

 

“POLICE!”

 

“What Corporation is the station working for this week Badwrite? What

pharmaceutical company is behind your ‘expose’?”

 

“GET OFF ME GODDAMNIT!”

 

“You know what your problem is?” (breaking the bottle against the wall…)

 

“I’ve got kids, please don’t…”

 

“KIDS! What about my kids? I went from providing for a wife and two

children to shooting smack and living in abandon buildings.

Now, my only reason for living is my habit…”

 

“POLICE!”

 

“Shut the fuck up! It’s my turn to talk; you’ve had your whole career

to come clean! As I see it, stabbing you with this bottle will be payback

for turning your back on the people who depend on you, trust you,

hell -- arrange their fucking lives around you!”

 

“I’m not responsible for you or anybody else!”

 

“You really don’t get it do you? YOU’RE THE FUCKING NEWS!

Your job is to objectively inform the public in order to help and save

lives, remember? Or has Waco, 9/11 and Iraq set the standard? Is that

your standard, Badwrite?”

 

“Grow up kid!”

 

“It’s because of you the Multi-Death-Corps have been able to rob

a country once rich with prosperity and hope. Now to pass the time, the

children hang themselves with jump ropes!”

 

(looking around, I don’t have long before…)

 

Police: “FREEZE MOTHERFUCKER!”

 

- Nine hours, five minutes and thirty-three seconds later -

 

Can I get my phone call now? 



Monday
Aug232010

Selected Poetry: Dumb-Thirsty

My friends keep telling me I need to go out and cut loose. "Monte,

come on man... let's go get fucked up, it's going to be great!" But

sadly for them my response is always the same: "Thanks, but no

thanks."

 

They don't understand I am 'cutting loose' by not going out.

I'm too old to keep finding myself at two in the morning standing

sideways in stale beer joints, looking for a joint. Besides, I can't

stand late night lip service; it's always seasoned with cheap cocaine,

draft beer and egotism. Not only will bar babble bore the fuck

out of you, I firmly believe this ceremonial act can give you tumors

the size of cauliflower.

 

The wayward ritual of speaking in tongues and doing key bumps

in piss-soaked bathrooms night after night, sadly in the name of

sacrificing reserve notes upon the wooden alter non-believers call

a bar, is meaningless. There's more to life than digesting hours of

rotgut and drunken dialogue from a misfit clergy of working class

stiffs, alcoholics and hustlers, one after the other spilling drinks

and spewing last minute confessions: "I'm going to stop drinking

tomorrow"..."I need to get a job"..."Fuck it, let's go back to my house

and finish this eight ball!"

 

I can't help but laugh. I've lost enough mornings face first in strange

toilet bowls to know I don't want to end up in someone's living room

after the bar closes, sitting in a mirror passing circle listing to empty

promises from speed freaks until the booze and drugs run out. The

problem I have with this 'dumb-thirsty' mentality is, nothing changes.

No matter what night it is, or in some cases mornings, the smells,

language and outcome are always the same: semi-grown men and

women running from a dawn soon coming.

 

Have you ever left a closing bar with the intention of going home only

to find yourself ten minutes later at an after party doing coke with someone

you barely knew? Or as I use to call it, "last call at the hall of mirrors".

While there did you ever notice in those amorphous hours how spectacular

and positive the friendship was, only to find your next encounter with

the exact same persons or person is awkward or negative. I've even had

'the next meet' described to me as "dirty".

 

Not me. I see it for what it is: a sobering moment of regret and discovery.

It's fun to go out and get fucked up in the beginning, but it's easy for the

'beginning' to turn into a lifetime of debauchery and delusion only Charles

Bukowski could respect. Some of you dumb-thirsty missionaries may think

I'm over-reacting, but I expect that from animals who have traded reality

and self-control for fire water and bar-nuts. I know from personal experience

how easy it is to drown in other people's misery and personal bullshit. Too

many actors are on the run from reality and warrants in those late night

rooms of suffering.

 

"Monte, come on man... let's go get fucked up, it's going to be great!"

Yeah, um... thanks, but no thanks!



Wednesday
Jul282010

MESSAGE FROM THE AIM!!!

If you're pro Islamic, pro Hamas, pro Zionist, pro Mossad, pro Christian, pro White, pro Black, pro Brown... the AIM doesn't need or want you. I'm really tired of people claiming to be for the PEOPLE when their actions speak differently. There a lot of groups, rappers and poets who think their speaking revolutionary, BUT you're really speaking out of your ass! If this bothers you, then you are exactly who this was written for. POWER TO THE PEOPLE... sadly most of you fail to truly understand this phrase!!!