No Apology Necessary Religious Commentary


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Religious Commentary – No Apology Necessary

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An essential book for every christian to read. Interpreting racial significance in the Bible. Black people in the Bible. Church of God in Christ pastor and evangelist Earl W. Carter, Jr has written a book in which he contends that Old Testament prophecies foretold the tragedy of African slavery and hold promise for relieving racial tension in America if heeded. No Apology Necessary by Reverend Earl W. Carter Jr

Rev. Earl Carter exposes the truth about race relations in the United States and around the world. He shares a biblical truth so clear and so simple that you’ll be sorry you didn’t see it for yourself. Rev. Carter considered himself a Christian but he was angry about the past. He saw himself as a revolutionist fighting for justice and equality for his ethnicity until he encountered some ancient biblical prophecies that shook his understanding of how to bring healing between blacks and whites. These ancient biblical prophecies will answer your questions.

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Shocking, But True!

Can you handle the truth? In No Apology Necessary Rev. Earl Carter Exposes the truth about race relations in the United States and around the world. He shares a biblical truth so clear and so simple that you’ll be sorry you didn’t see it for yourself.

Rev. Carter considered himself a Christian, but he was angry about that past. He saw himself as a revolutions fighting for justice and equality for his ethnicity until he encountered some ancient biblical prophecies that shook his understanding of how to bring healing between blacks and whites. These ancient Biblical prophecies answer your questions:

Why is there a disparity between blacks and whites?

Was slavery in America prophesied about in the Bible?

How can blacks and whites find healing and closures?

What about the origins of prejudice in America?

Can blacks and whites live in harmony?

Rev. Carter has found peace of mind and spirit through the message contained in No Apology Necessary. Although controversial, his message is liberating. It will cause you to reconsider the way you think and feel about racism. It will set you free.

Rev. Earl W. Carter is the founder of Christ Ministries, Inc. Rev. Carter has been a national evangelist in the Church of God in Christ for more than twenty-five years. A popular conference speaker and university lecturer, Rev. Carter has been featured on B.E.T. and on the television program Bountiful Blessings.


Preface by Rev. Dr. Lebert Malahoo, D.D., Ph. D.
Introduction xi
1.) My Black Experience 1
2.) A New Start7
3.) The Origin of the Races15
4.) Ancient Powers–Egypt and Ethiopia23
5.) The Biblical Account of Slavery35
6.) Who Sent the Ships?41
7.) Prophecy Continued: The Black Man Today, Part I53
8.) Prophecy Continued: The Black Man Today, Part II63
9.) Christianity’s Answer to Farrakhan 71
10.) The Healing of the Black Man81
11.) Prophecy Continued: The Irritated Heart of
the White Man
12.) The Healing of the White Man101
13.) Healing in the Church107
14.) No Apology Necessary, Just Respect115
15.) Coming Together127
Notes 133
Sugested Reading138

1 My Black Experience

It was a night like many other nights. My friends and I were standing on the corner drinking and just hanging out. We didn’t have jobs, but we always looked good, and we liked the girls to see us.

We noticed two white men coming out of a nearby store. They shouldn’t have come into our area. This was warfare–these white men were in the enemy’s camp, and they were about to get what they deserved.

One of my friends, Cutler, ran right up to the men. He elbowed one over and knocked the other one to the ground with his fist. Then he began to kick and stomp them.

What had these men done wrong? They were white and alone. My friends and I always used to take advantage of that situation. They weren’t the first white men we had accosted, and they wouldn’t be the last. We preyed on white men whenever we could.

After the first blows, my friends and I ran over to join in. I looked on, laughing at the scene because we all felt like we were getting even. We felt justified in our violence toward whites because of slavery. But Cutler was

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over the edge…he was consumed by rage.

“Take your shoes off,” Cutler screamed at them. he always liked to make them leave barefooted. But as he shouted, the store owner, a jewish man, rushed out with the biggest gun I had ever seen and began shooting at us wildly, so we fled into an alley. I will never forget sprinting through that narrow alley that was lit up with gunfire, narrowly escaping. It was that night that I realized I could have been killed–all because of my anger at the white man.

The Quest for Revenge

In Charleston, South Carolina, where I grew up, the artifacts of slavery can still be seen. Down on the waterfront there is a park called the Battery where an old slave market used to be. Now visitors can peer into its holding cells where slaves waited until they were brought up to the platform to be auctioned off. I remember going there with my family when I was a child. We would look at that old slave market and wonder, why did that have to happen to us as a people? And I remember thinking that one day I would get revenge.

As a youth, I tried to get that revenge in many ways. We had black movie theaters in Charleston, so we usually we to those. But there was one white theater downtown that would let blacks sit up in the balcony. It was really foolish to allow us up there because God knows the things we did. We would take vengeance on the white people sitting below us by throwing sodas and ice on them–and that wasn’t the worst of it. We used to do some terrible things, even to the point of almost throwing somebody over the balcony.

In the early sixties there was a civil rights march in Charleston during which the police chief was hit in the head with a brick. I was one of those in the crowd throwing them. I didn’t know exactly why I was doing It.

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My Black Experience

I was twelve of thirteen years old and simply caught up in the mob frenzy.

When the chief of police came up bleeding, we applauded each other. Today we would give each other a high five. But back then we congratulated each other by raising a fist in the black power symbol.

Street Life

As I grew into my teens I hardened even more. Between the ages of twelves and sixteen I was arrested at least seven times for break ins, beating up people, and robbing stores. We used to tie a rag around a sledge hammer, break through a store’s wall, then roll the safe out. My friends and I also regularly used to break into the dairy to steal eggs and bacon to sell them to local stores. Everyone knew they were black market goods, but that’s how we made our money.

We were precocious young men who wore expensive clothes. Looking good was important because it brought respect, so we went to Fathers and Sons, a popular clothing store, and stole from them to look street good. When we went to parties, the girls would notice. That was important, because fighting and looking sharp for the girls was our world–that’s all we had and all we cared about.

I could never bring myself to be too brutal unless a white man called me “boy.” Anyone who made that mistake had to back down, or we could fight to the end because respect was very important to me.

My brother and friends had no mercy regardless of the situation. One night they broke into a pawn shop and stole some guns. But we never got the chance to use them, to my relief. I constantly tried to keep the guys from killing anybody to keep myself out of the electric chair. It should suffice to say, thought, that we were a pretty tough group.

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Once I worked for a lady who had a filling station right across the street from my house. She didn’t know that we’d already broken into every place around the neighborhood except hers, so she hired me to pump gas and clean up.

Well, one night my friends and I were on the corner with nothing to do when they spotted a television in her filling station and said, “Hey, man, we haven’t broken into that place yet.” I protested, saying that it was my place of employment, but they talked me into it. So we broke into the place, stole the television, and hid it under my house.

A few days later I was trying to impress a girl while walking home from school, acting cool, when two detectives drove up alongside us.

“All right, Carter, let’s go. Get in the car,” said one of the detectives.

“No way, man; what you want me for?” I responded defensively.

Someone had squealed on me about the television, and all of a sudden the cops were jerking me up by the seat of my pants while painfully pushing me along on my tip-toes to their car. The young lady ran away. I felt so embarrassed.

While in jail, I remember wondering whether this was all there was to life–feeling boxed in and hopeless. I didn’t know what to do or where man in general. He was the cause of it all, I determined, so I hated him and all he represented.

Home Life

My mother and father were separated when I was just

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starting elementary school, and I honestly don’t remember ever being a child. The sort of carefree young life many children live never transpired in me. I was very precocious young man who ripened before his time. My four brothers, sister, and I lived with my father, but we were left to ourselves most of the time because be was constantly at work. My mother would visit us occasionally, but because she didn’t get along with my father at all and was constantly ill, her visits were very rare.

So my brother and I got kicked out of several schools, and most of our friends were criminals. Some of them were shot to death. Others died trying to escape from prison. Cutler was killed by a bartender. They died in the problem, complete slaves to their hate and anger, in poverty and hopelessness. But somehow, Jesus got hold of me.

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Germany’s Black Holocaust, 1890-1945: The Untold Truth! 

by Firpo W. Carr  (Author)

In the 1890s Blacks were tortured in German concentration camps in Southwest Africa (now called Namibia) when Adolph Hitler was only a child. Colonial German doctors conducted unspeakable medical experiments on these emaciated helpless Africans decades before such atrocities were ever visited upon the Jews.

Thousands of Africans were massacred. Regrettably, historians neglected to properly register the slaughter—that is, to lift it from the footnote in history that it had been relegated to—until now.

In an attempt to give the incidents their rightful recognition in the historical context of the Holocaust, Dr. Firpo W. Carr has authored a new book entitled, Germany’s Black Holocaust: 1890–1945. In it, he reveals the startling hidden history of Black victims of the Holocaust. The mayhem and carnage date back to the turn of the 20th century, many years before there were ever any other unfortunate victims—Jew or Gentile—of the Holocaust.

Carr conducted three incredibly revealing interviews with: (1) a Black female Holocaust victim; (2) the Black commanding officer who liberated 8,000 Black men from a concentration camp; and (3) an African American medic from the all-Black medical unit that was responsible for retrieving thousands of dead bodies from Dachau. (White medical units were spared the gruesome task.)

“Kay,” the Black female Holocaust survivor, laments: “You cannot possibly comprehend the anger I have in me because of being experimented on in Dachau, and being called ‘nigger girl’ and ‘blacky’ while growing up.”

Testimonials from the Black commanding officer and African American medic are memorialized, for the first time ever, in Carr’s book. The research is based on voluminous documentation, and more.

If you are like most people, you simply have never heard the unbelievable story of Black victims of the Holocaust. You are invited to read about the human spirit’s triump over events that occurred during this horrible piece of hidden history.

Hitler’s Black Victims (Crosscurrents in African American History) 1st Edition

by Clarence Lusane  (Author)

Drawing on interviews with the black survivors of Nazi concentration camps and archival research in North America, Europe, and Africa, this book documents and analyzes the meaning of Nazism’s racial policies towards people of African descent, specifically those born in Germany, England, France, the United States, and Africa, and the impact of that legacy on contemporary race relations in Germany, and more generally, in Europe. The book also specifically addresses the concerns of those surviving Afro-Germans who were victims of Nazism, but have not generally been included in or benefited from the compensation agreements that have been developed in recent years.

The Black Holocaust For Beginners Paperback – August 21, 2007

by S.E. Anderson  (Author), Vanessa Holley (Illustrator)

Virtually anyone, anywhere knows that six million Jewish human beings were killed in the Jewish Holocaust. But how many African human beings were killed in the Black Holocaust – from the start of the European slave trade (c. 1500) to the Civil War (1865)? And how many were enslaved? The Black Holocaust, a travesty that killed millions of African human beings, is the most under-reported major event in world history. A major economic event for Europe and Asia, a near fatal event for Africa, the seminal event in the history of every African American – if not every American! – and most of us cannot answer the simplest question about it. Here is a sample of what you will get from the painstakingly researched, painfully honest The Black Holocaust For Beginners:

“The total number of slaves imported is not known. It is estimated that nearly 900,000 came to America in the 16th Century, 2.75 million in the 17th Century, 7 million in the 18th, and over 4 million in the 19th – perhaps 15 million in total. Probably every slave imported represented, on average, five corpses in Africa or on the high seas. The American slave trade, therefore, meant the elimination of at least 60 million Africans from their fatherland.”

The Black Holocaust For Beginners – part indisputably documented chronicle, part passionately engaging narrative, puts the tragic event in plain sight where it belongs! The long overdue book answers all of your questions, sensitively and in great depth.

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