title: Revealing Mistaken Identities
author: Ms Anita E Belle
description: Anita E. Belle discovered her Jewish roots while representing blacks and others suing the CIA. She is an African-American born and raised in Detroit, Michigan. She graduated from Detroits Henry Ford High School, earned her Bachelor of Science degree from Wayne State University, and earned her Juris Doctorate at the University of Florida. She is the proud mother of a son, daughter-in-law, and several grandchildren. She currently serves as the President of the Reparations Labor Union and Melanin Technology Company. At the time of this publishing, the Reparations Labor Union seeks reparations by an executive order from President Barack Obama, that reparations being the executive enactment of Detroit Congressman John Conyers H.R. 40, a bill that proposes having a commission study reparations. The Reparations Labor Union adds that, in addition to studying reparations, that the union be authorized to raise funds for voluntary reparations through a National Jubilee Lottery or sweepstakes. According to the prophecy of Genesis 15, it is in the best interests of Americas national security to pay reparations to all African Americans for the debt owed by Americas 400 years of enslaving/oppressing the black children of Abraham. Blacks with Jewish roots can then repatriate to their Promised Land, with great substance, and rebuild Solomon's Temple. Add your name to the petition for reparations by an executive order from President Obama at www.reparationslaborunion.org/eopetition.
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  Duse’s name was a living presence for six months before she herself was. It
  always bothered her; it never really seemed fair. She told Isadora that she
  had been labeled rather than named, that her own mother had tried to
  predetermine the contents, to shape and mold her when she wasn’t even fully
  formed, when she could have been twins or male or anything really, but who and
  what she was. That prebirth naming was the first of what Duse called “sins
  against identity,” the worst kind of fault because it meant an unfair
  thwarting of the self, a kind of killing.
  
  
  It began for Duse in 1929 in Chicago. Her mother, Anna Polov, noticed a piece
  of newsprint skittering across the road. She was a superstitious woman who saw
  signs and portents in almost everything, and she stooped to pick up the paper,
  balancing her swollen stomach with one gloved hand, scooping up the paper with
  the other. She managed to stand, a little gracelessly, and leaned against a
  blue Ford parked in the street. The p