Niggology The Novel

By Shawn Eckles

"Niggology The Novel" by Shawn Eckles presents from age seven to twenty-five the life of a nameless American Black "dope boy" or "street hustler" or your neighborhood drug dealer. The novel is 95 percent the stream of consciousness of this American youth as he grows into physical maturity and no other maturity. The book also has some infrequent rem

• Language: English
• Publisher: E-Marketing
• Release date: Jan 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781495102431

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NIGGOLOGY THE NOVEL

Self-Published

By

The Niggas’ Corporation

Copyright 2002

Printed 2009

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INTRODUCTION

First, I have got to say the word nigga upsets so many of you born before the Reagan administration or not born in nigga land, offends so many of us so many ways that even the stupidest nigga knows he must say something to those ones about why this book is, on one level, advertising the word nigga so blatantly.  But my nigga readers will simplyagree I’m telling the nigga truth.

It is this simple.  I was born in the 1980s.  In my home, on my block and in my neighborhood I grew up saying nigga as naturally as any human child learns to say boy or mom or spaghetti.  All I remember clearly iswhen my little friends and I were using the N-with-an-A-word and were surprised how many (not all) of the grownups angrily or sadly demanded or begged us not to say nigga like that.  And then the adults and a few of the kids at the elementary school criticized and punished us for saying nigga.

My book will take you from that beginning to the day when I realized I wanted to become a nigga and the day when I knew I was a nigga.

But my book will not tell you how I gradually stopped saying nigga, wanting to be a nigga, and being a nigga.  Though you are, I trust, going to understand or take my word that the man writing these words is the same young man whose thoughts and feelings you are about to follow from age 10 to 28, who I am now and how I changed are subjects you will not learn in this little book about this nigga.

I repeat, I had to write this novel to explore the environmental education of a nigga because I was brought up with the word, because the adult world and other kids reacted to the word the ways they are still reacting, and because I am not the only one who wants to know the truth about my life and mind.

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In black and white you will see my thoughts and feelings through 18 years of living.

In blue ink, however, I will serve you some brief scenes to relieve you fromand flesh out the black and white stream of feeling and thinking, little flashbacks that are as true as the mostly mental and emotional contents of my report to you.

When I get impatient with, angry at or sick of my own nigga thoughts and feelings, I let off some steam by making a comment here and there in red on white.  You may accuse my pulling the red trigger because I’m over 30 now.  My fellow niggas will read it as my mercy on you readers who came here not wanting to see nigga so much in a book or in life.  God knows, weknow how it feels to read fear, disgust, confusion, fear, anger, hate and fear in folks’ eyes.

Since I won’t be answering questions after this introduction, I am still trying to anticipate how you, Mr. or Ms. Reader, might could use some advice from me.  I will allow myself to point out one specific element in thebook – education (brain training).  You will notice how it went in my life (inmy heart, in my mind) after I dropped out of high school.

The social, political and commercial forces and folks in the USA that enablean anti-mainstream education movement as strong as what the nigga has  – their crimes are not discussed in this book because this novel is just one piece of The Niggology Project, now in its ninth year.

Dread of influence, dread of the wrong influence, devotion to the right influence – grownups forget how afraid they were when they were kids; kids these days can’t miss how afraid adults are, these days.  For the human beings, the thinking political wisecracking mammals who love learning more than life until they run out of teachers and into fear . . . of life, you want to have the right words/ models/ stereotypes/ archetypes/ ideas /ideals/ angels/ circumstances controlling, leading or influencing yourchild, your siblings, your parents and your self.  Anxiety is dread is fear of who’s really living our lives, my life.

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I do not want to get rid of the word/model/stereotype freedom.  I have spent too many hours with niggas and as a nigga worrying about our/my/nigga freedom to think the word is false or an enemy.  But I do affirm that there is no freedom but in wising up.

Which brings us to the last paragraph and the truth.  The truth and nothingbut the truth in this little book will find millions of readers for this little book.  Since what is true for you is true for you, you might as well learn the truth of a nigga, the nigga truth.  But if you yourself are a nigga or are trying to be a nigga or already know plenty of nigga stuff, you will gladly thank me for putting out these scenes of everyday nigga life, thank me even if you seek or crave a happy ending.

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Niggology :

The

Novel

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Niggology:  The Novel

WHEN I was growing up, I looked up to the teenage people in my neighborhood.  They went to jail, and I didn’t know why they were going to jail, and I did not know that the stuff they were doing was wrong.  Theyshowed me what they were doing by letting me be around and letting me handle some of the stuff they were dealing with.  I didn’t know THEN what I was doing, much less whether it was something that would send me to jail.  I wanted to be like these dudes because they were cool.

In the DARE program (Drug program for kids in elementary and junior high, with McGruff the crime dog) they taught me to say no to drugs, and I believed what they taught me.  I said no to drugs because I believedthey were bad, including cigarettes and alcohol.  Using those drugs was not the life I wanted to live, based on my DARE education.  But the only people I looked up to back then were people who sold and used drugs.   Inthe beginning I did not know what they were smoking when I was with them when they were smoking something.  I did not know they were getting drunk when they drank alcohol because I had never experienced alcohol myself.  But then at school they kept telling me to say no to drugs.  Then when I went home after school every day, I was around people doing what the school program was telling me not to do.

I did not think anything was bad or a problem because that was just the way my people were living and I was living with them.  All I knew was thatthese people I was around were cool and I wanted to be like them when I got older.

The next year, when I was in the 8th grade, I began to understand some things better.  Now I knew those little white things that I took to people who gave me money were drugs.  The older, cool kids would send me and take the money when I got back.  It didn’t seem all that bad.  So I’m going to keep doing it, I thought;  "It’s not as bad as the teachers were

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saying.  I could not see that the white things did anything to people. They might talk a little different and walk a little differently, but they  seemed fine to me.  I thought, Nothing’s wrong with them, they’re  straight, they’re my people."

The more I go to school, the more I hear that my life is wrong, and I am still not reading at everybody else’s level.  The teacher is not trying to help me read better to catch up. Notice how he’s not trying to learn himself, much less find any help at home.  As a mercy to my niggas who forgot to smoke a blunt b 4 this page, remember the point of having Long Sentencesis . . . having more fun, reading.  I know my niggas appreciate punctuationenough to let alone that comma in the previous sentence, that I just said. The teacher tells me to go to the corner of the classroom and color or drawsomething.  Just don’t bother everybody else who’s trying to work and learn, the teacher said.  I did not realize that the school was not letting me