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I think that it is interesting that Martin L. King, Jr’s Birthday Holiday should be celebrated the day before Barack Obama is to be sworn in as President of the United States of America. It is funny to me just how things seem to line up…as if in some kind of historical order.
Considering the years of fighting it took to get Martin L. King, Jr. recognized as an American hero and then to have a day proclaimed in his honor was no light feat. Stevie wrote the song…Jesse preached about it…the Black Caucus voted on it…the NAACP said it must be…and black folks agreed upon it. And finally over time it was done. The Federal Government of the United States of America proclaimed it to be so…Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. Holiday the 3rd Tuesday of every January since 1986, signed into law by President Ronald Regan.
I have decided not to go to Washington, DC on Tuesday…not because I would not like to be there. But to be there simply to say “I was there”…is really not a good reason to be going. But to say…
“I was there to see the manifestation of years of struggle and sacrifice combined with hope come to life…in the life, breath and limb of Barack Obama.”
Now, that would be a good reason for going. I am happy that my family is being represented in the form of my sister…who is definitely going to be one among many to see and hear Barack Obama take his oath and take his place in the corridor of American History as the 44th President of the United States of America. It is exciting.
Upon having gone down to Memphis this past November for the Holy Convocation of the Church of God in Christ, my son told me how he visited the Lorraine Motel, the place where Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. was assassinated on April 4, 1968 at the age of 39.
My son said that the day that Martin L. King was shot that the black men around him had refused to allow anything to be touch. So, the hotel room that Dr. King stayed in was exactly the way he had left it upon leaving his room that day…the cars and everything are in the exact same spot that they were in when Dr. King was assassinated. And that the site is now a National Museum.
From that time to this…this country has only celebrated the life of one black man though thousands have died through the course of the building up of this country into a nation. Most of the greatest inventions in this country have been invented by unrecognized fallen black heros and she-ros. The highest bounty ever put upon the head of a Wanted person prior to the 1900′s was put upon the head of Harriet Tubman…$40,000 Dead or Alive, in 1852…due to her travels back and forth into the South bringing with her on her numerous trips over 300 slaves into freedom via the Underground Railroad.
When Tuesday comes there is much to be reflected upon…many memories to be thought of. Some tears I am more than sure…shall be shed. And they shall be tears of joy…promise…and more hope.
There is much to be thankful for. I am so happy that Tuesday is coming and I look forward to it with much hope and anticipation for my nieces, nephews and my son…and his and their families for futures to come.
God bless America.
Just found out that another one of my sisters is going…and that she will be taking one on my nieces and nephews. This is so great…we will talk about it for years to come. Washington, DC will never be the same…nor this country. Change is on the way.
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CLICK LINK below to hear Bill Cosby speak on Meet the Press regarding Obama. I read in the transcript of that program that Bill said on Election Day he took with him into the voting booth a picture of his father, his mother and his brother, Russell who had passed at the age of 9. Then Bill said he pulled their pictures out of his coat and spread them before him and said-
“We’re going to vote now.”
I think that is so beautiful.
On Election Day…I took my ballot and wrote upon the face of it the full names of my mother, father, my grandmother and great-grandmother…and cast my vote in their names…as well as, my own…and for the sake of our family history in this country.
Well, God bless…
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Add a comment January 16, 2009
I had gone into a local Jamacian restaurant to get my son something to eat when I first heard the story. I was shocked and cried out aloud-
Not squeaky clean John Edwards…a man who could have told me anything and I would have believed it. The man I would have perfered to run for President over John Kerry in 2004. The man that I was holding out and hoping that Barack Obama would name as his Vice Presidential running mate. The man that I watched stand along side his wife as she went through her bout with cancer.
Yes, that John Edwards…the Senator from North Carolina…who had thrown his hat into the Presidential ring again for the second time this year…only to be forced out by Obama and Hillary. The one… and I don’t know about you…but I thought he could do no wrong.
And now I find out…him too.
Ex-New York Govenor Eliot Spitzer, Bill Clinton, Jesse Jackson, Chatholic Priests, Detroit’s Mayor…Kwame Kilpatrick, Bill Cosby, Racist Senator Storm Thurmond who fathered a child with a young…very young black woman who was only 15 at the time, Ex-Louisiana Senator David Vitter with his DC madames, Dr. Jay…Julius Erving, Rudy Giuliani, George Bush who had had 2 mistresses…one which accused him of rape who later mysteriously committed suicide, New Jersey’s Ex-Govenor Jim McGreevey, Larry Craig and that whole men’s bathroom foot thang…and the list goes on and on…
I guess he met this woman, Rielle Hunter, who was an actress turned a videographer who was hired to follow him around some time during his last run for the White House, where he ended up being John Kerry’s running mate. During the time of this affair Edwards fathered a child with the woman. And though there had been some talk about him having had an affair, Edwards continually lied and called the claims false…like a true politican.
And I thought he was better than that.
CLICK ARTICLES BELOW for more on the story.
Men cheat on their wives with other women who can’t shake a stick to what they already have at home.
So, then why do they do it?
The affair between Edwards and what’s her name…happened sometime, I guess, while he was running for President the first time. Though, however, that woman was brought onto his staff with a 6 figure salary, $100,000…money like that one hundred thousand dollars just to shoot behind the scene video footage of him? Being able to command that type of salary might suggest that he knew her before she picked up the camera and began shooting.
Having that in his closet…one has to wonder what prompted Edwards to dare even think about running for the White House a second time…knowing that he had just fathered a child with some woman other than his wife. And this mind you while pretending to be all supporting and caring of his ailing wife, Elizabeth…whom I have always thought seemed to be terribly nice…and a great mother with her children.
All to the discredit of John Edwards…and to the pain of his wife who was and is already suffering…still battling cancer…topped off with that of their own children who will also have to endure this scandal.
I would really have to believe that so much better looking woman have tried to enticed them other than just the ones these men have ultimately crawled into bed with…and I’m not talking about men like Larry Craig or Jim McGreevy because their stories are a whole other set of issues.
I have been in the presence of men who have discussed with me after their wives have died how they wished they had been better husbands…hadn’t cheated…etc…etc…
It is ashamed that she couldn’t hear that…I have thought when hearing this. And I have no idea…as to why it is…men would share this with me. But they have.
Dr. A. L. Reynolds, Jr. was a man who loved his wife. I became his secretary…I don’t know how many years after her death…as I had never met her or even seen a picture of her. But one morning he can into the office and said to me-
“Today is my wife’s birthday.”
And I said back to him-
“I bet you couldn’t remember that when she was alive.”
I think back now…and realize that that was rather cruel of me. But I was young…and I wasn’t trying to be rude. It was the extent of my quick wit…I just didn’t have any…then or now.
But he loved his wife, Dr. Reynolds did. Even though women would try to entice him…and even though she had already passed some years ago…he loved her. Her only…and there could or would be no other. As it tickled him…women trying to get his attention. There was a little old church mother whom he had pointed out to me…telling me she was an admirer. But he had lots of those…if you were the type of man he was…you would understand why.
And I admired him for that…because he felt that passionate about her…long after she was gone…and I am sure all the while he was married to her.
He oftentimes shared stories about her with me. This I imagine kept her very much alive for him.
Yes, he was a man who had loved his wife greatly…and I imagine…she him…based upon his stories to me.
Here is a story that really makes you sick to your stomach. CLICK BELOW to read it. It is on the UN Peacekeepers…just in case you thought it was about something gory. And to a degree it is.
It seems the world is going to the dogs.
Is there no one who can be trusted?
It is a very sad commentary on just how far we have fallen…and are falling.
Well, I will be busy tomorrow…plan to open up my business. Finally got everything I need but a few bags of ice. Today I purchased the bread, charcoal, lighter fluid and a few other things.
I have to get up early as I plan to call into a local radio station and start to get the word out. Then I am going to very quickly paint up my signs…which I should have done already. But it has been very wet lately…a lot of rain. Might even do that night…in fact I will. And hopefully it will dry over night.
Got to make the barbeque sauce tonight too…planning on having very hot and a mild sauce.
I’ve got to unfreeze that meat too tonight. I’m glad I’m thinking of all of this now. And I need to freeze up some more ice.
I’ve got a lot to do.
Let me see…what else do I have to do. Was going to do some baking. Thought it might be nice to have something sweet on the table…but then I ran out of money. Couldn’t get the eggs…but bought everything else…well, almost.
Because I thought about making bread pudding…my father used to make the best. And I have a taste for it…so, I guess I am really going to make it more for me than anyone else. But you know…sometimes you just have taste for something.
So, I bought everything but enough bread for which I could bake with. I bought bread…but for the hundred of so sandwiches which I intend to sell. But not enough to bake a couple of pans or even one pan of bread pudding. And I can’t afford to mess with any of the bread I brought for the sandwiches…because the real money is in the sandwiches.
So, I’ll just have to put those things away until I can afford to buy some more bread and the eggs too…but I do have the raisins, sugar, milk etc…etc…
So, yes…tomorrow…tomorrow…here I come. God bless… and enjoy your weekend. ©2008
Add a comment August 9, 2008
So, I punched it up and I have to share it with you…not that I agree with it. But it is funny.
Most of what I talk about is serious stuff.
I am not a comedian…and couldn’t tell a good joke if I tried. Believe me.
“Ma, you are not funny.”
I consider Nikki Giovanni an icon and was happy to see that I could find some footage on her. And even though I don’t necessarily agree with all of her opinions in these clips…she is funny.
And we can all stand to laugh from time to time. And it never hurts to be able to laugh at ourselves every now and then.
So, smile…and enjoy.
I am happy to agree on those thing in which we can all agree and disagree on those that we do not agree upon. There is just no way that all people are going to agree on all things…or even most of the people. It is the way that it is.
I have 7 siblings…and none of us can agree on anything.
But the good part is when you can disagree and still love each other. That day hasn’t come in our household yet…and maybe not in the black community either. It is something for us all to work towards.
Well…. …God bless… …and enjoy your day. ©2008
1 comment July 22, 2008
A term of endearment????
Enpowering ourselves by taking it back…and calling us (each other that). But you can’t use it.
What kind of lunacy is that?
Doesn’t that just sound backwards?
So, what you grew up with your family members using it. So, what!
Like your family members ain’t never been wrong about anything. And everything they did and said was right. Grow up…and get a brain.
Now, here’s Whoopi‘s view on the “N” word…
Here is what Rev Al Sharpton had to say about the use of the “N” word…and Jesse Jackson‘s use of the word in regards to black people.
How can we command respect from others if we cannot respect ourselves enough to stop continually abusing ourselves by using a word that is offensive and has been used offensively towards us…and was originated to demean, belittle and insult us?
There is no such thing as “taking it back”…because we weren’t the ones who originated the “N” word. It was a word targetted against us meant to keep us in our place.
For Jesse Jackson to have gotten caught on national television belittling black people in America by calling them the “N” word and talking in such a way as to what he would like to do to Obama was glaringly offensive to us all as moral decent human beings.
After getting in front of national cameras many times saying that the “N” was a word that is wrong and should never be used by anyone…well, you pick the adjective…hypocritical (somehow that word sounds a bit weak in regards to Jesse Jackson)…and even more so in regards to what that one word has done to us as a group.
Just listen to us on these clips. And they symbolize the intelligent rational black folk…from Whoopi and that other woman on the View, to Jesse Jackson, to Al Sharpton, to Dr. Alvin Poussaint and Bill Cosby. Yet they are so far apart in their thinking on this subject…that it is frightening.
How can one word have so much power… or conjure up so much pain and ill will…and division?
So, then why would anyone or any group of people want to hold onto such a word?
African-Americans are as messed up as a group of people can be in regards to this word…and the reason is as Elizabeth, Dr. Poussaint and Bill Cosby state…home training.
Listen to Whoopi Goldberg and the other black woman on the View…she says ‘she grew up in a home that used it’ and that she uses it.
Whoopi says that saying it is okay because it gives us power.
They, Whoopi and that other black woman on the View, have been desensitized to the word probably from growing up with it and hearing it all of their lives…as well as probably most of those rappers and three-quarters of the other black folk in this country. As well as, many other people today who hear it on the videos, in the movies, in our personal language among each other, in the locker room, classroom, school hallways etc…everywhere.
Not only rappers, or Jesse Jackson…but professional black folk use it…athletics…preachers…you name it…they indulge in the use of the “N” word.
There is some cultural relevance to this…it is called “self-hate.”
We still have it…no matter what we say.
Why else use that word and continue to allow it to perpetuate as if it is a cultural norm acceptable only when we say it?
There is something ill-logic with that thinking.
I grew up in a home that didn’t use the “N” word…nor did my parents…or most our relatives curse or swear.
So, therefore, I am not desensitized by the word. It will provoke me to become angry…and I don’t want anybody…white or black or otherwise calling me by it. And I don’t want them thinking it…and I can tell that too…and there are ways. It is in the body language and certain behavors that make it quite evident.
I once got on the bus travelling to New York City a while back. A young hispanic guy got on the bus that day at the same time I boarded…during the whole ride he was at the back of the bus talking very very…very loudly. And every other word out of his mouth was the “N” word…and I do mean every other. It irritated me.
It irritated me so badly that I had put into my mind…that if he said the word one more time there was going to be a racial incidence on that bus because I was going to get up…and we would have to go at it.
Now, what you need to know is this…anytime I put something into my mind to do…I do it.
And things were not going to be pretty on that bus…because I had already decided upon it. The good thing for him…as the thought came into my mind…the bus pulled into his stop and he got off.
I consider myself to be a nice person but there are somethings I am just not tolerant of…I am not tolerant of the “N” word out of anybody’s mouth. To speak it in my presence is like speaking a curse word.
We really have to grow up…it is not time to get over that word. But time to release it…and let it die.
I have felt guilty since I wrote that blog about not taking my iron tablets. I mean…I really have. It may seem like such a little thing to have bothered me. But the next day I started thinking about having made that statment…about not taking the tablets…but who does what they are suppose to anyways.
I started thinking about how all I have to take is this one little tablet. It doesn’t make me queazy or up-set my stomach…or any of those things. All it does is add some much needed iron to my system to aid in increasing my red blood cells. No biggy.
When you think of all the different types of medication that people are forced to take daily…because they have to…they have no choice in the matter. What do I have to complain about…not that I was complaining.
But, my goodness…I am blessed.
So, why not take the one little pill that I am suppose to take?
When you think of the type of money people have to spend on medication in this country…it is unbelievable. I have a friend who informed me that one bottle of something that she needs costs $300. Wow…
And all I have to take is a simple over the counter…less than $3.00 iron tablet.
It is very foolish of me to be so lackadaisical in taking something that might prevent me from ever having to spend $300 on something to correct that which I could have prevented simply by taking my little under $3.00 tablet today. And that is why I have been kicking myself…after saying what I wrote in that blog…I realized just how foolish I was…and have been.
In the mid-80′s I lost my cousin Vincent to AIDS. He had to take over 30 different pills a day. One of the tablets he had to take was a bright yellow pill…which he had to take because he somehow contracted a parasite that only birds normally got.
I recall think as he held up the pill telling me about it and why he had to take it…I recalled thinking-
“My goodness he can’t even walk into a pet shop without walking out without something.”
I didn’t at that time quite understand AIDS…as most people did not at that time. But I realized that living in New York City he could not even walk between a flock of peigons eating drops of bread without fearing getting something…that might mean taking another pill.
Since, I only have that one little pill to take…and really it is good for me to take. Yesterday, I took my iron tablet for the very first time in a long time. And now that I’m thinking of it…I better take it while it is still on my mind. So, excuse me…hope you had a good day. Its been hot here…and I am definitely thinking about the beach.
Have a good one….and… God bless….
ps…well, technically you can see I am really catching on to this stuff…but it doesn’t hurt to be able to write code either (html)…baby, all those classes are paying off!!!
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Add a comment July 18, 2008