Mt Vernon Junior High School in The Los Angeles California School District

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My name is Keith Richard Radford Jr.
I attended Mt. Vernon Jr High School in the late ‘60s in Los Angeles,
California.
At the time there was a program call the school voucher program
started by the Nixon Administrations (to hide the racial onslaught and
adopted by Democratic rule to explode for the money it generated
ie:personal opinion)
I was one of the three to five white kids filling bus attendance
requirements at that time at that school.
My mother married a black man in ‘64 who was my stepfather at that
time, when the busing of students began in the Los Angeles County
Schools.
I was beaten up so many times on that campus, but one instance comes
to mind first—when I was beaten unconscious in one area of the school
before the morning bell on the teacher-monitored playground.
This fight occurred after the call for king of the school was made—in
other words, it was a situation wherein school dominance was being
challenged.
In this scenario, all the white kids by gender were beaten up as a
signal that the challenge was made and the challenger was on his way.
Needless to say, as a white kid, you got tired of this and stayed
home, started fighting back, or got out of their school which was the
political objective.
Getting out of the school would be giving in to segregation, and this
was at very least my fifth placement since this little busing thing
had started.
The bussing was beginning to affect my grade level.
My stepdad Mack, a well-respected Baptist Minister, would come home,
get naked and beat me, and that was a really big problem.
I think Mack’s issues stemmed back to the fact that his best friend
was dragged through the streets of his town in Mississippi, all night
long by someone when he was a kid, and it was like burying hamburger
in the morning, and none of the morning papers he wrapped him in had
his friend’s name on it and that was… a really big problem.
Well, I had kind of started to have some respect for the last guy who
beat me up so I took a stand.
Also, I was going to high school soon, and I needed to so at the top
of the cement stairs at the end of main hall I did for few minutes.
At the bottom of the stairs picking myself up I walked home blurry and
blooded.
The call came again all to soon. This time on the monitored playground
mentioned above, I was being hit from all sides by a crowd goading the
fight, when the lights went out, and I woke up about one hundred yards
from the location of the fight after lunch, realizing nobody cared
through recess either because I was covered with wrappers from both
dragging myself from under the bleachers, badly in need of a change of
clothes.
In the Principal’s office the next day, knowing what I knew about the
monitor having a family and the now reigning king going to prison if I
snitched, I was being told I could help him by destroying the their
lives being offered an empty promise of money from a suit, or I would
be suspended, for political reasons.
Knowing this was not about me but political reason I declined feeling
people are more important than political reasons.
Difficulties in life started with the church inside our government,
breaking up my family for political reasons.
Mack robbed and kidnapped to try to keep up with a lifestyle when the
chips were stacked against him by prejudice, for political reasons.
Being a boy who watched men with guns on rooftops in Watts during the
L.A. riots, championing the beginning of the end of these civil and
human rights abuses, I realized then that we were all in a battle
created by the same prejudice, giving rise to the movement to end a
really big problem.
As long as we fight among ourselves for whatever reason, continuing to
support archaic ideas like the judge in the Jena case holding a child
responsible for for the error of society which allow prejudice, our
nation will continue damaging its own people for political reasons.
Due to the situation and circumstances we find ourselves in we need to
look into how much damage we cause each other for political reasons.
Prejudice has no place in our world; we all need to work together to
handle issues in a manner that does not damage and destroy individuals
in the process for political reasons.
Just like sex law they get into the way of people every having
equality. If we have to have a law that says a black person must be
treated fairly who extends that privilege? It’s not Grace, she is on
one of our fake news station frying up sex offender each night, It’s
not NBC/CBS/ABC because they want us to sit quietly each night till
the propaganda washes our thinking capacity from us. It’s not God
because he/she/or it has left us to our own devices and the breakdown
is clear. It’s not society because societal reprogramming and
engineering is what has gotten us here. Sex laws and laws that use
them are not required for the same reason. We have to have laws to
have sex? What's next laws to breath or uncap a bottle of water.