Tag Archives: Slavery

The Cry of the Poor Cracking White Male Supremacy – An Incendiary and Militant Proposal (Part 5)

  Hospitality, Vol. 28 No. 1 Editor’s note: This is the fifth in a series of articles based on a lecture Eduard gave at Stetson University as part of the Howard Thurman Lecture Series. The second greatest tragedy of our history, after slavery itself, is that no white people, no Europeans, no Jews were ever [...]

The Cry of the Poor Cracking White Male Supremacy – An Incendiary and Militant Proposal (Part 4)

  Hospitality, Vol. 27 No. 11   Editor’s note: This is the fourth in a series of articles based on a lecture Eduard gave at Stetson University in March 2006 as part of the Howard Thurman Lecture Series.   The white man cometh: gold, land, forced labor, quick sex. The white man cometh, but he [...]

Am I An Abolitionist? Musings on a Southern Life

  Hospitality, Vol. 25, No. 4   Dedicated to Elizabeth Omilami, my friend and a leader in The Movement to Redeem the Soul of Atlanta and Hosea Feed the Hungry.   I am from a slaveholding family. We owned Black African human beings in Orangeburg County, SC. My ancestors fought in the Civil War to [...]

A New Heaven and A New Earth: Thanksgiving for African History

  Hospitality vol. 17, no. 7     (Editor’s note: This piece is based on a sermon Ed preached at St. Philip Monumental AME Church in Savannah, Georgia, on May 17, 1998.  The Open Door Community was on its annual African-American History Tour.  Ed is a Partner at the Open Door.) The Open Door is [...]

Entering the World of the Homeless: Hungry and Angry

Hospitality, vol. 15, no.3 (Editor’s note: The following piece is a transcription of a lecture given by Ed Loring at Denison University as part of their Goodspeed Lecture Series on October 10, 1995.)   I come before you on this evening as one of 60 people, who live at the Open Door Community in downtown [...]

The Abolition of Slavery As A Root Cause Of Homelessness

Hospitality, vol. 13, no. 7   Six of us stood in the largest Atlanta labor pool.  Around us, practically stacked upon each other, were 200 folk, mostly men, mostly African American.  Some lay crouched along the wall, trying to fetch the sleep always denied the homeless wanderer in this city so filled with fear and [...]