Angola Togo Conversations with Samuel Little and Jim Jones by Frederick K Foote

I’m Angola Togo, a journalist. Recently, I listed influential people I would love to interview to better understand our history and the human condition.  

This list included Queen Zenobia of Palmyra, Hammurabi, Hannibal, Budda, Cleopatra, Shakespeare, Napoleon, Mahatma Gandhi, The Dalai Lama, Eleanor Roosevelt, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, Sojourner Truth, Martin Luther King, Jr., Muhammad Ali, Paul Roberson, Langston Hughes, Albert Einstein, Zora Neale Hurston, Jackie Robinson, James Baldwin, Nina Simon, Octavia Butler, Jimmy Carter, and Lyndon Baines Johnson.

However, reviewing my list, I saw how it was one-sided and emphasized relatively positive human accomplishments. To better understand the scope of human behavior, I added Samuel Little, America’s most proficient serial killer, who murdered over 90 individuals, and Jim Jones, America’s greatest mass murderer, responsible for over 900 deaths.

With a little AI time/matter/space manipulations and dimensional divinations, I recorded the following conversations with Mr. Little, Mr. Jones, and myself,

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Togo: I’m Angola Togo. I’m a journalist seeking to understand the nature of good and evil. I want to interview you.

Little: So, what’s your scam? What do you want from me, Togo? I don’t know you from Adam. Why should I even talk to your black ass?

Jones: Togo, you sound like an educated person, but too many people have misrepresented and denigrated my legacy. Why should I talk to you?

Togo: I want to learn from you. You don’t have to talk to me. You can talk to each other. I just want to be in the presence of negative or evil energy, in contrast to people who have made more positive contributions to society.

Little: Evil? You think I’m evil? Fuck you! You, you newspaper folks, spread lies and start wars and shit. You more evil than I am.

Jones: What I did in Jonestown was Revolutionary Suicide. It was an escape from the oppression and cruelty of the world. That is not evil. It is breathtakingly beautiful.

Togo: Reverend, there were over three hundred children murdered, and there were guards who forced victims to drink the poison. Who decided to murder the children?

Jones: Martin Luther King, Jr. used the children in his demonstrations against segregation in the South. He put those children in harm’s way to confront true evil. These children elected to be part of a justice movement. Children can make decisions on their own. I did nothing more than King did with my Revolutionary Suicide.

Little: Killing children is some wrong shit. I never killed any children. That is some evil shit.

Jones: You brutal, sick bastard. You masturbated while you choked the life out of 93 human beings. I think that evil applies to your perverted behavior in every sense of the word.

Little: Fuck you! You are a false prophet, raping girls and boys in your People’s Pedophile palace. All the while pretending to be doing God’s work. That is pure evil, man.

Jones: Deviant, you would not understand the pressure and demands of leadership. My flock loved me and depended on me for their very existence. I was like a God to them and God’s move in mysterious ways. Who are you to question my love for my followers and their love for me?

Little: Love? Man, you full of shit. You like Trump. You a power-hungry, raping’, selfish mutherfucker.”

Jones: I’m nothing like Trump. I had lunch with Jimmy Carter at the White House. I supported integration. I had the most integrated church in Indiana. I chaired the Indianapolis Human Rights Commission. Willie Brown and Marvin Dymally are my friends. I adopted a Black child. I’m a friend of the Black race. I’m not a racist like Trump.

Little: You just like Trump. He used anti-black talk to get elected. And you used integration talk to get people to believe you a good person. You both the same. You both runnin’ cons.

Jones: I’m a man of God—

Little: You a creepy, slimy mutherfucker. Most of those 900 people you killed was Black. With friends like you, Black people will be extinct real quick. You never cared for anybody but yourself.

Jones: You are a perverted freak that’s all you are. I don’t have to listen to you.  I was a shepherd to my flock.

Little: Nigger, please. You fleeced your flock. The only thing you cared about was what you could get from them.

Jones: I cared more for my followers than you did for any of your victims.

Little: Bullshit! I listen to my folk’s sob stories. I patted their hands. I consoled them. I saw them. They were so grateful for being seen, even by me. They would have sucked my dick until Judgment Day if I asked them to. I cared for them more than their own fucking families did. I sure cared more than the police.   

Jones: Amen. If you can see the people most people don’t see and don’t want to see, you can be their God. People will give you their souls, assets, wives, and daughters if you just notice them and even pretend to care about them. They are pitiful in the extreme.

Little: That’s why you killed them you were disgusted with those losers, and they didn’t deserve someone like you. Ain’t that true, Reverend?

Jones: Little, you are a thoroughly despicable human being. You’re a sexual predator and belong in a cage. But don’t despair. I’ll be your God, too, and bring you your Kool-Aid when your time comes.

Togo: Would either of you do things differently if you could?

Jones: I have the heavenly gift and the hellacious curse of charisma. I am God’s chosen. I could have been bigger than Billy Graham. I could have been bigger than Trump. I just didn’t really understand the scope of my power. My ambitions were too small for my talents. I should have dreamed bigger.

Little: You got niggers, whore’s, junkies, freaks, runaways, and throwaways—people nobody cares about. I gave them what they needed, and I took what I needed. The same God made us all. I am what I am. I killed more than 93. I just forgot some of them. I played them. I did that, but most of them thought they were playing me. That’s the way it was.

Togo: Is there anything you would like to add?

Jones: I failed to maximize my potential. That is my greatest sin.

Little: I learned to box in prison. I got to be pretty good: I wonder how things would have turned out if I had followed that path. Oh, I didn’t kill any children, but I may have killed a teenager or two. I didn’t look at their driver’s license or ask them their age. But they were already lost, you know? They all looked ten years older than they were anyway.

Togo: Thank you. I think you have given me a lifetime of nightmares. God help us all. 

Little: Bullshit! You publish that; if it bleeds, it leads shit. You give the whole world nightmares, mutherfucker.

Jones: Amen to that, brother. You have blood on your hands, just like the rest of us. How much will you make from this interview? I could add more blood and gore if you so desire, babies writhing and screaming in agony as the poison takes effect. Togo, you know we could collaborate and maybe get a streaming video movie out of this.                                      

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Frederick K Foote

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