Jo Ann Newman: Far From Dead, Far From Gone
by Martha Trowbridge
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Last week, I saw an image that made me very sad.
It was the Visitors Book at Canberra, The Australian War Memorial.
The page’s dedication was inscribed:
The Honorable Barack Obama
President Of The United States Of America
As I studied his face in photos of the event, I wondered whether, as President “Barack Obama” inscribed it on 17 November 2011, he had the same thought I did: Some day soon this page will be torn from the book, and burned in disgrace.
He knows as well as we do: there is no honor in deceit.
Like presenting a synthetic mother, and synthetic photos of that mother – in slavitude – yes, slavitude – to his desperate determination to win The United States Presidency.
Like feeding fake after fake story to America’s media, counting on their good-hearted nature to print whatever he hands them.
Like despicably claiming his mother is dead – to keep her far from prying eyes.
For, America, the Truth is: the Mother of “Barack Obama’ is far from dead, far from obese, and far from ‘folksy’.
She’s been far from Indonesia, too.
All these years, The Mother of America’s “President” has been here, in America, working hard to support her treasured social causes.
She’s honored and respected.
She’s lovely, industrious, competent, and oh so committed to carrying on her lifelong shared vision with her beloved, Malcolm X: an America in which African Americans share generously in all the opportunities and rewards America has to offer.
Because I’m praying that her son will step forth and do the right thing, I am – for the moment – withholding her current identifying information.
The last thing I want to do is invade her life. She’s been through too much already.
Think about it.
She’s been shut out, silenced, ‘killed off’. She’s been represented by unflattering images. Her actual, lovely image has been distorted to grotesque.
She’s been lied about, used, and bandied to suit The Obama Campaign purposes.
She’s even been obscured from posterity, in video and stills, when on that horrific February day at the Audubon Ballroom, she kneeled, and lay over Malcolm, as he lay dying.
All this, for her treasured son.
The son she shared with her beloved, Malcolm X. The son upon whose tiny body they pinned their dreams for a fairer America.
As I contemplate this exceptional woman’s life, I wonder how many of those around her share her secret.
I wonder what they must think about all that she’s had to sacrifice, all these years, living incognito - in order that her mule headed son advance his career, his way.
Jo Ann Newman, living, clearly living, for years and years, though her son has pronounced her dead.
How hard it must have been for her – cause or no cause – to sacrifice personal recognition – for decades. For most of her adult life, really. Jo Ann Newman, in these demanding decades of women’s lib, ever-living through the lives of those she loved, placing her own life behind theirs.
For, since they met in the 1950′s, for the sake of Malcolm’s reputation, Jo Ann sacrificed public recognition of her role as his lover and mother of his child.
And since the early 1990′s, because “Barack Obama” deemed her a huge political liability, Jo Ann has been unable to publicly associate with her and Malcolm’s son.
It takes strength of character to make such great sacrifices.
Yet, isn’t that “true love”? The kind of love that puts the needs of your beloved ahead of your own?
Have you ever thought about this, Barack? That despite what you may feel, your mother truly loves you?
Barack: I entreat you, step into The Light.
Thousands of us will greet you in sincere, prayerful support of your decision to do the right thing.
We’ll applaud your step into Integrity in a way you’ve never before been applauded.
I promise you, Barack: the applause will be your sweetest ever – for it will be applause you earn honestly.
We know it won’t be easy. We also know it will be hugely relieving.
New, powerful, enduring pages could be inscribed in history:
The Honorable Barack Obama
The First World Leader To Make Things Right
As for you, dear Unsung Heroine Jo Ann Newman: please, reach out to your son. Just like you did with Malcolm, be strong for him. Guide him to the freeing power of Truth.
Now, more than ever, your son needs you.