Rosa Parks Boulevard Claims another Black Man

This is exactly what I was talking about. Bad stuff happens on Rosa Parks Boulevard. Black people are eliminating themselves. Where I am from people don’t know much about Rosa Parks, the woman, innovator, nor her legacy. Where I am from people know that Rosa Parks is a place where people are murdered. Yesterday, September 19th, a man dedicated to serving his country and family, was gunned down by a bunch of low life goons. According to

A widow returned on Monday night to the spot where her husband was gunned down a day earlier to grieve with about 75 of his friends and relatives during a candlelight vigil Monday night.

“Oh God,” Jamie Hughes said as she buried her face in the shoulder of a friend who was trying to console her. “He’s got a family! He’s got two babies!”

Paterson police said Adrian Hughes, 26, died after being shot several times by more than one gunman around 9:40 p.m. on Rosa Parks Boulevard near Lawrence Street. Chief Assistant Passaic County Prosecutor John F. Latoracca said Hughes was shot three times.

Investigators do not have any motive or suspects, and are unclear as to what led to the shooting, according to Lt. Richard Reyes of the Paterson police.

Hughes’ brother, Tyshoun Hughes, who on Monday morning was at the spot where his brother was shot, said he last saw him just 10 minutes before the slaying. Adrian Hughes was walking to his North York Street home when he was shot, his brother said.

Adrian Hughes was married with two daughters, Courtney, 2, and Kennedy, 4, said his father, Roger Hall. The older girl had just celebrated her birthday, Hall said.

Hall said Adrian Hughes had been serving with the U.S. Army in Texas until a year ago, when he tore his shoulder in an accident involving a grenade launcher, the father said.

After that, he returned to Paterson, where he supported his family by working in the shipping and receiving department of a company that supplies lug nuts to the military, Hall said. Jamie Hughes teaches preschool in Passaic, her father-in-law said.

Hall had just returned from dropping his daughter off at college Sunday night when he heard that his son had been shot. He rushed to St. Joseph’s Medical Center where he learned that Hughes had been pronounced dead shortly after arrival.

“Everyone used to say I was so hard on my kids,” Hall said, standing at the edge of the crowd at the vigil. “I was hard on them for a reason. It was so they wouldn’t be subjected to this.”

“This is random,” he added. “I always expected for my kids to bury me, not to bury one of them.”

Earlier in the day, Tyshoun Hughes and his fiancée, Tiffany Crawford, arranged candles and hung a white T-shirt from a fence near spray-painted police markings at the crime scene.

The shirt read, “Adrian (Mozus) Hughes. Gone but never forgotten. We love you. 9-18-11.”

“He was a regular family guy with a sense of humor,” Tyshoun Hughes said. “A lot of people respected him. He was just one of the coolest guys to hang around with.”

Around 6 p.m., Jamie Hughes came to the scene and left a message on a sheet spread across the fence.

“To my beloved husband,” she wrote. “Life won’t be the same without your laughter or your smile.”

“Remember that me and your kids will always love you,” she added.

The shooting was the city’s 13th homicide this year, Reyes said. Anyone with information may call Paterson detectives at 973-321-1120.

The reason for his murder is not known or clearly stated but I assume that it was senseless. It’s crazy that an individual can’t walk leisurely to their home or enjoy their life. People are constantly having to be careful where they walk or the words they speak. Whether you are involved in bad behavior or not, you will be a victim of senseless crime. People have to tread lightly. It’s totally unfair to people like me that live straight lives. But this is the reality on Rosa Parks Boulevard.


Blacks are Killing Themselves

I was awoken this morning, 4am to be precise, to three loud gun shots ringing outside of my bedroom window. This type of activity is common in my city however, not in my neighborhood. I shouldn’t be shocked that no one reported the crime. People are very afraid to speak up about criminal activities even if it means letting someone die or allowing a murderer to run loose. This past summer alone, there have been over ten young men that have been murdered, stray bullets piercing the innocent, and ignorant people laughing about it the next day. Blacks are dying more than they can multiply.
While browsing the FBI homicide statistics I found that blacks, although the media makes it seem like we are the biggest criminals and offenders, are second to whites in the highest rates of homicides committed. This dispels the myth that blacks are more violent and aggressive than whites. With that being said, although we are less homicidal, blacks are the ones who are killing themselves.
African-Americans account for 48.6 percent of all reported homicide while whites account for 48.7 percent. Of the 2,867 black victims of homicide, 2,604 of their offenders were black. This chart from better describes:
Race and Sex of Victim by Race and Sex of Offender, 2009
[Single victim/single offender]
Race of victim Total Race of offender Sex of offender
White Black Other Unknown Male Female Unknown
White victims 3,518 2,963 454 40 61 3,097 360 61
Black victims 2,867 209 2,604 13 41 2,538 288 41
Other race victims 181 50 26 104 1 162 18 1
Unknown race 65 27 22 1 15 44 6 15
It is doubly as important to take note of the amount of men that are being murdered. African-Americans just barely make up 13% of the population in the United States. If black men are constantly dying by homicide our numbers will decline; there will be less and less of us. There was a period in the 1700s where black outnumbered whites in many of the colonies.
Poor black people don’t understand the value of life. I can’t stand life in the inner-city. It’s filled with crime, grime, and depression. This is a cold and cruel world. I love being African-American and I love my black people but there isn’t one day that passes by where I don’t wish I could leave the inner-city to be in a better place.

Youngs Girls Victims of Senseless Crimes

Over the weekend the news of 1-year-old Samyah Bailey getting shot in the eye has been everywhere. A young boy had beef with the toddler’s uncle and instead of going after the uncle he nearly murdered a baby. Thankfully the child is still alive but she lost an eye.

Then 18-year-old Tayshana Murphy was shot dead in the head in the hallway of her housing building. These cowards continue to take our future away. She had ambition and drive and they stole her life away. 

This reality frustrates the heck out of me. Another young black male has thrown his life a way and taken the innocence of childhood away. This homicidal behavior continues to perpetuate the myth of the violent black male. Whites will continue to harbor fears of black people.

It’s insane that you can’t even sit outside of your home, allow your babies to play in the park, and walk the hallways of your own building without being the victim of senseless crime. It’s time for parents to take control of their children and for everyone to take control of their communities. This craziness needs to end.

Another Unemployed Black Person

Society isn’t living up to its promises. I was told that if you go to school, get your college education, you will be rewarded with a good job. I’ve done all of those things and I have yet to receive my reward. I worked hard in college. I maintained a job and  involved my self in many community services and student organizations while attending college. My reward? Forty thousand dollars in student loans, seven thousand dollars in credit card debt, a Bachelors degree and jobless.

If it wasn’t for my mother I wouldn’t have the basic necessities. If it wasn’t for my sister, I wouldn’t have the material things. I’m living off of women that are struggling themselves to pay the bills and live a comfortable life. It’s not fun living as a dependent adult. This, however, is my reality. Educational attainment means nothing without an income. I am worse off now as a college graduate. Before college, I had a job and I was debt free. Did society mislead me?

I was supposed to be a different story; A child from the inner-city survive the streets, champions education, and earns a college degree. The ending was supposed to be a career. But my ending is reality: Society promotes lies to get individuals to invest in a system that cannot offer rewards. If that isn’t the truth, then it sure seems that way.

What gets me is I add to the statistics; another unemployed African-American. College was supposed to be my way out of the inner-city. The people here are depressed. They work hard only to receive scrap pay. They live in subsidized housing and they can barely afford to pay the hugely discounted rent. My mother is on section 8 and she wants nothing more than to come off of it but she can’t afford to do so. After college I was supposed to come home, get a good paying job, and alleviate the burden from my mother’s shoulder. But I can’t contribute anything.

Everyday when I am walking, I witness unemployment. They’re on the porch, on the street corner, or exiting the unemployment office. They look depressed. The black community is in a depression. I hoped that education was the key to success but it wasn’t. Education is the key to debt.

With this bitterness, I still will not give up on myself. But their are many people who already have given up.