Eldridge Cleaver
Eldridge Cleaver
Leroy Eldridge Cleaverwas an American writer and political activist who became an early leader of the Black Panther Party. His 1968 book, Soul On Ice, is a collection of essays that, at the time of its publication, was praised by The New York Times Book Review as "brilliant and revealing"...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPolitician
Date of Birth31 August 1935
CityWabbaseka, AR
CountryUnited States of America
america pigs communist
Pig power in America was infuriating, but pig power in the communist framework was awesome and unaccountable.
change men america
If a man like Malcolm X could change and repudiate racism, if I myself and other former Muslims can change, if young whites can change, then there is hope for America.
powerful america champion
What America demands in her black champions is a brilliant, powerful body and a dull, bestial mind.
blood history african-american
History could pass for a scarlet text, its jot and title graven red in human blood.
blood america goal
We have dedicated our lives, our blood, to the freedom and liberation of our people, and nothing, no force can stop us from achieving our goal. If it is necessary to destroy the United States of America, then let us destroy it with a smile on our faces.
american-activist commands given itself neither nor respect withheld
Respect commands itself and it can neither be given nor withheld when it is due.
american-activist either solution
You're either part of the solution or part of the problem.
bound oppressed
The opressor has no right to which the oppressed is bound to respect.
revolution objects
The object is for everyone to do their own thing, but the thing is to make one's thing the Revolution.
war god-of-war
All the gods are dead except the god of war.
political world faults
With all its faults, the American political system is the freest and most democratic in the world.
people misery deals
If God himself wills such misery on people whom I love, then I say I will deal with him
Everybody changes, not just me.
pain men white-man
Every time I embrace a black woman I’m embracing slavery, and when I put my arms around a white woman, well, I’m hugging freedom. The white man forbade me to have the white woman on pain of death…. I will not be free until the day I can have a white woman in my bed.