Convict at All Costs: RA' v. WADE And the Way to Impossible

By Che'Ra'Koo Harris

Being born in poverty with all life odds against him... poor, black, and male made him fair game to the savagery to what was deemed worst ghetto in America, 1970's The Bronx, NY, home to the infamously corrupt Fort Apache Police Dept. and the hunting grounds who at the time was one of the most notorious

• Language: English
• Publisher: Che Harris
• Release date: May 12, 2023
• ISBN: 9781088137765

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Convict at all Costs

RA’ v. WADE

And the Way to Impossible

Che’ Ra’Koo Harris

Copyright © 2023

All Rights Reserved

Dedication

To my Mother, Vernell Harris-Williamson, who had to courage to sell everything she owned in order to change our living environment, without the move from The Bronx to Dallas, Texas I know in all my being I would not be alive today…

In Loving Memory of My Ole Man, Phillip Odell Williamson, who showed me how to live life as a Man, a Good Man. May all Fathers, Step-Fathers, and Father figures follow his lead.

She Breathed Love into me, and hence my Potential was Born ...To my wife, Felicia Q. Harris, who inspires, supports and challenges me in every way to be better than I was yesterday. This ishhh crazy Jorge, ... All of IT! Crazy! – I Love You.

And to my Generations to come: A bear and a mouse were in the woods, the mouse gets frustrated because he can’t see through the woods to the end of the forest, the bear asks... Can you see your next step? Yes, the mouse replies... then just take that. Point being, there are many things that are inspiring in what you are about to read, none of which were my overarching purpose in life, all of which were accomplished by just taking that NEXT STEP. #LiveFearless ... We See You.

Contents

Dedicationiii

About the Authorv

Prefacevii

Prologueix

Chapter 1: New York 70s1

Chapter 2: School Expulsion7

Chapter 3: Decision to Move12

Chapter 4: Racism15

Chapter 5: Introduction to Football20

Chapter 6: Bryan Adams High School and Jackie’s Junction25

Chapter 7: Facing the Fear29

Chapter 8: R.K.N (Ra’Koo Nation LLC)33

Chapter 9: The Accused39

Chapter 10: Beating WADE TEXAS46

Chapter 11: Motion Granted53

About the Author

My name is Che’ Ra’Koo, (which translates to mean, The Will of God). I am the direct descendant of the Native American (East Carolina) Creek Cherokee and (Central Florida) Seminole Tribes (from my mother’s side) on my biological father’s Side. I am the direct descendant of the African slave X kidnapped from his homeland of the missing Lissongo People living in the Central African Republic—a farmland people. That fills in the gap as to how working the land in GA came natural to a man born and raised in New York City, but that’s a different story. I am the descendant of a man who survived the most tormentous journeys. Kidnapped, shackled in chains, strapped down in the bowels of a ship, surviving 90 days of terror at sea. A mid-passage survivor renamed to JACK MULL at the Carribean Ports. There he was whipped, stripped of his name, tongue, culture, and taught to be a slave, for the rest of his life and whose ship after training in the Caribbean made port at Charleston, South Carolina, Fort Sumter in

the early 1800s directly behind these walls (see cover photo). When

I first touched the door I could feel their presence: Power, Pain, Sorrow, and Fear. It was overwhelming. I pulled back, collected myself, and went back again. Peeping through the cracks one could see the huge black chains still hanging, swinging and I pulled back again, collected myself once more, and then placed my hand on the door and exchanged their energy.

YOUR DESCENDS LIVE

That was the general message and I thanked all of them for their strength, courage, power, and, most of all, their will to survive. I walked where he walked, stood where he stood, and cried where he bled. The question WE ALL should be asking ourselves is this: how would we look in their eyes, wasting even a moment of our lives knowing that they sacrificed everything to make sure we have a life in the first place. To live…#FOREVERTHANKFUL

And to all of you #HonorYOURAncestors, as I hope to honor mine, in the chapters to follow.

Preface

It’s been concluded that energy cannot be created or destroyed, it can only be transferred from one form to another- Albert Einstein. I’d like to pull on that cord a little and peel back the layers on this theory.

What about water? If 71% of Earth’s surface is covered with this H2O element and has been for millions of years, couldn’t the same be said of it? Water cannot be created or destroyed yet only be transformed from one form to another. If water is placed in an overheated environment, the water will change its form and evaporates, becoming a cloud in our atmosphere.

When enough of these clouds combine in a collective, they become a nimbostratus element and return to the Earth’s surface in the form of rain or snow. If water is placed in an overcooled environment, it freezes and becomes ice with glacial potential. Yet, if left in an undisturbed and tempered environment, water remains unchanged and exists as just that, ever flowing the top of its inertia

of potential.

Now, let’s delve further into that with this. The Human Element. Our entire human body is about 66% water. Our bones are 22% water, muscles 75%, blood 83%, lungs 90%, our brains are a whopping 95% water, and the entire surface of our DNA double helix is coated 100% in layers of water molecules. So, what does this conclusion about the Human Element? Is it that we cannot be created or destroyed?

No, that’s reconfirmed every day as we celebrate Birth days, or grieve in condolences of a lost loved ones. We’re only 66% water, I just said that, keep up. No, what this says is that, with 95% of our brains, and 100% of our DNA being water constructs, as humans, the only way to discover our intellect’s full maturation is based on experiencing consistent changes in our environmental conditions that unlock various forms of adaptations contained within our DNA. Our bloodline holds all experiences and memories from all our Forefathers and is passed directly to their offspring generationally until the last male of direct decent dies.

Until then, all encounters of our Sires past; be it as warriors, slaves, kings, commoners, criminals, engineers, masons, philosophers, architects, or Shaolin monks are residing in us, all there in your DNA. Have