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Piracy reaches lowest level in six years

Top Priority Sector:  maritime_port_security Sea piracy has reached its lowest level in six years, with 264 attacks recorded worldwide in 2013, a 40 percent decrease from 2011, according to the Paris-based International Chamber of Commerce

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‘12 Years a Slave’ wins Golden Globe award for best motion picture

After much success in the box office, ‘12 Years a Slave’ wins big at the 71st annual Golden Globe awards. Sunday night the film nabbed the award for Best Motion Picture, Drama. The historic biopic appeared to be a favorite, winning over films such as ‘Captain Phillips,’ ‘Gravity,’ ‘Philomena’ and ‘Rush.’



Directed by Steve McQueen, ‘12 Years a Slave’ tells the true story of a free black man from New York State, who was kidnapped and sold into to slavery. The film was released in October 2013 to limited theaters earning $8.7 million in sales. It has been reported that the film has now reached over $38 million in domestic sales and $51 million in sales worldwide.

The Golden Globes winners are chosen by prestige entertainers and journalist recognized as the Hollywood Foreign Press Association, also known as the HFPA. According to the LA Times, a win at the Golden Globes increases the film’s chances at a win during awards season.

Another big winner from Sunday night was the film “American Hustle” for Best Motion Picture, Comedy or Musical.

‘12 Years a Slave’ recently received a nomination for the NAACP Image Awards for outstanding film. The Oscar nominations will be announced January 16th, and the Academy Awards will take place on March 2nd.

If you have yet to see the film, ‘12 Years a Slave,’ be sure check out our review right here.

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11 years a corporate slave

By Kimberly M. Fletcher, Contributor

We are taught that if we get an education and work hard, quite possibly, we will reach the utopia of corporate America. This is viewed as a badge of honor by many Americans and is an even greater accomplishment for African-Americans because of the limited number of minorities within this elite society. I discovered my reality, in relation to the possibilities of my success, at a very young age while being raised in Opa-Locka, Florida and witnessing life lessons that ultimately decide success or failure. I was told many stories of those with promising lives as doctors, lawyers and athletes that succumbed to the pitfalls of drug use, drug dealing as a result of low self-esteem. The enticement of fast money and high rolling lifestyles during the heyday of the 80’s and 90’s were reality in my community.  businessman wearing ball and chain I learned to keep a small circle of friends because you knew those that were headed for success and those towards the pitfalls of the fast life they lived.  While living in what the media categorized as the “inner city,” it was made abundantly clear that I would have to work twice as hard to achieve any fraction of success.  Stories of murders, drug use, and inordinate despair saturated the local news, as if this was the ultimate plight for anyone in my hometown.  The first view outside my front door as I walked out was that of a substance abuse treatment facility which ironically housed many individuals outside my immediate community. This was a center to help steer people to a clean and drug free life, however it mainly assisted Caucasians that were brought in from various affluent areas.  At every step, reality was surrounding me and teaching me life lessons. I learned to pay specific attention to a person’s drive, environment, and if my actions would lead to another melancholy story.

My parents instilled in both my sister and I that we were expected to achieve great grades, never quit, and that success was determined by the effort we put into our lives.  It was practiced and made clear that education was the cornerstone that would lead to high accomplishments.  The actuality of how important and competitive schooling was made evident when I was bused to a middle school outside my area in the enclave of Miami Lakes.  I remember sitting in core classes without many brown faces like mine and putting pressure on myself to be what I thought was perfect.  The internal drive to show everyone that I was just as smart, if not smarter, than my classmates pushed my competitive energy.  Solomon Northup, in 12 Years A Slave, suffered this same disease of success.  His aggressive edge was to demonstrate to his Caucasian counterparts that he was equal to them and he felt he was on a level playing field.  He ate at the same restaurants, wore the finest clothes like them, and worked just as hard. Solomon never thought about how he was being perceived and only seen as an economic widget in slavery’s trillion-dollar violent empire.  The idea that we have arrived because of the façade of perceived integration is an ongoing difficulty.  Coming from Opa-Locka, there is an edge that is ingrained in you to not take any mess and that only the strong survive. Any sign of weakness can possibly lead to being recruited to downward groups, taken advantage of by street-wise cons, or succumbing to the traps of an emotionless existence. This toughness is still with me today and eventually would be transformed into strategic survival.

After taking countless SAT prep courses and being academically motivated, I decided to attend Florida State University (FSU), due to a beneficial financial aid package, family ties and my desire to not burden my parents.  I witnessed the economic machine and what differentiates the haves from have-nots.  At FSU, top performing athletes (many who are African-American) were treated like royalty, some were passed in classes if they made the winning game goal, and ironically, the football stadium was built next door to the financial aid complex. Gifts, attention, and at times financial support was given to those that ran the fastest and jumped the highest similar to the trained “slave”. So what does this mean? I intermingled with those that had immense wealth as well as those from humble backgrounds.  Entering the sorority house of white classmates reminded me of scenes from Gone with the Wind, due to the spiral staircases and an African-American housing staff.  I began to recognize the high number of minority maintenance staff at this institute of higher learning and debated with fellow students on the importance of affirmative action.

I also learned how the original Florida A&M University (FAMU) Law school was closed in 1965 and the very books that were used by FAMU were taken and used by FSU law students. In 1965 Congress passed the Voting Rights Acts to make it easier for Southern Blacks to register to vote.  Literacy tests, poll taxes and other Jim Crow ideology were deemed illegal.  In 1965, the Florida Legislature voted to close the FAMU Law School and open a school at Florida State University (FSU).  Funds that were previously allocated to the FAMU Law School were to be transferred to Florida State University School of Law.  Economic and democratic oppression were once again utilized to derail Blacks from independent accomplishment.

Whenever fellow minority students inquired about my hometown, I was often received by the response, “Oh, you’re ghetto.”  I became very self-conscious and again, my ambition to excel grew to an almost obsessive level.  Gaining employment within a great company was my goal, not realizing that I would not be in control of my economic destiny while working on this capitalist plantation. I worked at a fraction of my true financial worth to ensure Caucasian owned companies continued to make millions, provided all my business strategy at no additional cost, and never truly had a seat at the good ole boy’s table.  At this time my understanding of economic freedom was highly misunderstood such as the “mis-educated negro”.  Working for someone else, is just that, work and not empowerment as a business owner. Ultimately, I got my dream internship in New York City and was later employed at one of the top three advertising conglomerates. The office was located on Brickell Key in Miami and my norm was expensive dinners, top of the line business trips, and exclusive entertainment events.  I worked hard and tactically as my university trained me, but as I think back, I wonder was I strategic?  The salary for leading and growing million dollar accounts was dismal, a situation similar to that of the slave that picked cotton for master’s ultimate riches.  I witnessed how some, without the required educational background, would be promoted quickly, while I would have to fight and repeatedly demonstrate that I too was worthy of promotions as well as monetary recognition.

In 2006, I relocated to Atlanta, Georgia, the Mecca for African-Americans with historic landmarks such as Auburn Avenue, Spelman College, and the home to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.  My family was gracious to let me live with them as I got on my feet and tirelessly interviewed, searching for the perfect position.  I had the opportunity again to work at great companies and the competitiveness was at an all-time high. This is where my corporate training of ensuring there was an email trail, understanding if an employee was fully vested do not question their minimal work output, and being part of social clicks would ultimately determine if you remained employed, were taught.  My personal relationships towards others eventually suffered and I became strictly business oriented.

As anyone in advertising knows, when you have a diversified client list and profits are great, the sky is the limit.  When clients are lost and become dissatisfied with agencies, heads will turn and positions will downsize.  This became my fate in 2011 when I was unceremoniously fired.  Now, I would need to determine the next step for my career. Where do I start?  At this moment, it dawns on me that I do not have a final answer and the control that I once knew was no longer.  As a result, I became part of a start-up business where I established client relationships, implemented corporate strategies, and strategically learned how to work with various personalities.  My life coach, Percy D. Butler, CW4, U.S. Army, Retired, taught me these qualities through his military background and caring approach.

This journey has in no way been easy, but I would not change it for anything in this world.  My faith, received at Holy Redeemer Catholic Church in Liberty City, saved me.  I became distant with many friends and family because, for the first time, I felt that I failed.  To ask for help, was not an option; but God has a way of humbling us.  Now I realize more than ever the unconditional love of my parents, sister and great family/friends.  As Solomon Northup in 12 Years A Slave experienced his enlightening through faith to make it through the harsh, violent days of slavery, I too leaned on my faith to understand that failure propels you to greater achievements.  Material riches are just that—material, and not the definition of who you are.

I am happy, because I am now free (from corporate America).

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Prosperity starts with peas: New Year’s Day rituals

At year’s end, people around the world indulge in food rituals to ensure good luck in the days ahead. In Spain, grapes eaten as the clock turns midnight — one for each chime — foretell whether the year will be sweet or sour. In Austria, the New Year’s table is decorated with marzipan pigs to celebrate wealth, progress and prosperity. Germans savor carp and place a few fish scales in their wallets for luck. And for African-Americans and in the Southern United States, it’s all about black-eyed peas.

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Not surprisingly, this American tradition originated elsewhere, in this case in the forests and savannahs of West Africa. After being domesticated there 5,000 years ago, black-eyed peas made their way into the diets of people in virtually all parts of that continent. They then traveled to the Americas in the holds of slave ships as food for the enslaved. “Everywhere African slaves arrived in substantial numbers, cowpeas followed,” wrote one historian, using one of several names the legume acquired. Today the peas are also eaten in Brazil, Central America and the Caribbean.

In the United States, few foods are more connected with African-Americans and with the South. Before the early 1700s, black-eyed peas were observed growing in the Carolina colonies. As in Africa, they were often planted at the borders of the fields to help keep down weeds and enrich the soil; cattle grazed on the stems and vines. These practices are at the origin of two of the peas’ alternative names: cowpeas and field peas. The peas, which were eaten by enslaved Africans and poorer whites, became one of the Carolinas’ cash crops, exported to the Caribbean colonies before the Revolutionary War.

Like many other dishes of African inspiration, black-eyed peas made their way from the slave cabin to the master’s table; the 1824 edition of “The Virginia Housewife” by Mary Randolph includes a recipe for field peas. Randolph suggests shelling, boiling and draining the “young and newly gathered” peas, then mashing them into a cake and frying until lightly browned. The black-eyed pea cakes are served with a garnish of “thin bits of fried bacon.”

Of course, black-eyed peas find their most prominent expression around New Year’s in the holiday’s signature dish: Hoppin’ John, a Carolina specialty made with black-eyed peas and rice and seasoned with smoked pork. Again, though, the peas and rice combination reaches back beyond the Lowcountry to West Africa, where variants are eaten to this day. Senegal alone has three variations: thiebou kethiah, a black-eyed pea and rice stew with eggplant, pumpkin, okra and smoked fish; sinan kussak, a stew with smoked fish and prepared with red palm oil; and thiebou niebe, a stew seasoned with fish sauce that is closest to America’s Hoppin’ John.

Just as nobody is sure of the origin of the name Hoppin’ John, no one seems quite certain why the dish has become associated with luck, or New Year’s. Some white Southerners claim that black-eyed peas saved families from starvation during the Union Army’s siege of Vicksburg in the Civil War. “The Encyclopedia of Jewish Food” suggests that it may come from Sephardic Jews, who included the peas in their Rosh Hashana menu as a symbol of fertility and prosperity.

For African-Americans, the connection between beans and fortune is surely complex. Perhaps, because dried black-eyed peas can be germinated, having some extra on hand at the New Year guaranteed sustenance provided by a new crop of the fast-growing vines. The black-eyed pea and rice combination also forms a complete protein, offering all of the essential amino acids. During slavery, one ensured of such nourishment was lucky indeed.

Whatever the exact reason, black-eyed peas with rice form one corner of the African-American New Year’s culinary trinity: greens, beans and pig. The greens symbolize greenbacks (or “folding money”) and may be collards, mustards or even cabbage. The pork is a remembrance of our enslaved forebears, who were given the less noble parts of the pig as food. But without the black-eyed pea, which journeyed from Africa to the New World, it just isn’t New Year’s — at least not a lucky one.

By Jessica B. Harris, New York Times

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Wu-Tang Clan’s 36 Chambers Celebrates 20 Years With Fall Collection [PHOTOS]

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