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Ralph Poynter:  Revolutionary Life

By Mumia Abu-Jamal

The English poet William Wordsworth once said, “The child is the father of the man.” Rarely has such an anecdote been so true as in the wild, rebel life of Ralph Poynter.  

Poynter, a member of the Black Panther Party and the Black Liberation Army is perhaps best known, at least in recent days, as the man who fought hardest for the freedom of his imprisoned radical wife, lawyer Lynne Stewart. He stood alone in the sweltering Washington D.C. summer sun for hours with a sign in front of the White House demanding her freedom. 

But a reflection on his youth shows an unusual child, one of six children of the Poynter family in a small steel town in Western Pennsylvania called Vandergriff, a few miles from Pittsburgh. His father, George Poynter, was a union organizer there, and little Ralph would actually accompany him when he was just six years old. At twelve years old, he took pleasure at playing in the snow, making snowballs and throwing them as far as he could. 

One day another union organizer saw the boy throwing snowballs and said to Ralph, “You’re pretty good with that snowball, aren’t you?” Ralph replied, “Of course. I can hit anything I aim for, no matter how far.” The union organizer asked him to climb a hill overlooking the steel mill and explained to the boy that the union was on strike against the mill and that the guys being driven there were “scabs,” or men trying to take union jobs.  He then asked Ralph to pack his snowballs with big rocks. Ralph did so. When he asked Ralph if he could throw these “rock snowballs” at the trucks that stood in front of the mill and hit their front windows, you could almost guess young Ralph’s response: “Of course.” Ralph threw for most of the day and hit exactly what he aimed for.  That night the union organizer went to Ralph’s home and told his father that Ralph was very instrumental to the union’s success at striking against the mill. 

Ralph Poynter helped the union before he even became a teenager. When he went to the local elementary school’s third grade, he learned what his older brothers had learned years before: that colored boys, well, that’s what they called them back then, couldn’t go to school without encountering violence as there were so few colored people in the town. Ralph was beaten, and his new hat and jacket made by his mother got messed up. When he saw how sad his mother was at seeing his state, he resolved to end it the next time it occurred. The next day when his attackers came at him, he didn’t run. Instead, he stood his ground and fought back vigorously. Before long, his attackers began to flee. He learned a life lesson about self-defense that would, years later, inform his political position.

Now the words of Ralph Poynter: “Black lives have never mattered except during slavery and other circumstances where money is being made by our labors for others. The modern death penalty, 80% Black, moved lynching indoors. The police as the army of occupation, have taken lynching outdoors again.”  Ralph Poynter.

Ralph Poynter, steel worker, elementary school teacher, investigator for his lawyer-wife, union brother, and revolutionary, returns to his ancestors after 89 winters in America.

With love, not phear, this is Mumia Abu-Jamal. 

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