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I got sick of him long ago. So, this blog won’t be very long don’t worry.
Tonight is the first Presidential Debate and everyone is talking about ‘which Donald Trump do you think will show up?’
Oh, I have no doubt which Donald Trump will show up… because I know it will be the Donald Trump that needs to show up. Plain and simple.
Either the man is a total idiot … or a very masterful genius. And I am beginning to believe he is both. But I think it has come about by happenstance. Or maybe I’m just listening to those talking heads too much on television to be able to tell the difference. Because they all seem to be confused too by this whole political mess we have this presidential election period.
Lets face it, at his very best we have all come to realize that the man is definitely not smart. He’s not even a good business man. His history as a businessman speaks volumes to that point… in that every … and I do mean ‘every company the man, himself, has started has failed.’
The only business which has somehow managed to survive the raging waters of a fidgety Donald Trump, who apparently likes leaping into business trends he knows nothing about… the first sign of someone who knows nothing about business. Because when you leap into venues … business or otherwise that you have no real working knowledge of … they will inevitably fail.
This is a well known and highly proven fact… which has been the undermining of many goodhearted and people believing they could ‘make it too’… because some new money making business trend was happening in the marketplace. But the thing they had failed to factor in was… they had no expertise or real working knowledge in what it would take in terms of capital, outside already pre-established relationships with other sub-contractors, suppliers, material manufacturers, overhead expenditures etc. that it would take to make it. And maybe like the restaurant business… that it would a few years to first establish their business and clientele before their began to make any real money or even show any level of a profit.
The only business that Donald Trump has managed to not sink is his father’s real estate business. There must be some type of major reason for that… like some type of clause or ryder on dear ole dad’s will that put a board or some other force over ‘the Donald’ from having run that company into the ground too.
I thought that the President had to be men… or women… above reproach. People who exhibited some level of having at lease a grain of honor… a speckle of common sense… or some moral character above the average man or woman… people of GREAT dignity… someone who possessed a HUGE AMOUNT of integrity.
How did this election fall so short?
Sure we may not all be happy about either or… but Hillary sure does beat Donald Trump any day… any year… any month… and any election.
Donald is so crazy… I am not even sure that the man is truly American himself. Seriously.
He is so in love with Putin and dictatorships… and lets face it all
of his wives have not truly been American… including this last 1… who on top of it all … she can barely speak English. A strip-tee artist???
She is the classical example of someone who has sold her soul to the devil. And this would be come the First Lady of the United States?
And Donald Trump claims that America is disrespected now under Obama???
He would be the laughing stock of the world… and First Lady of every other country would find it hard just trying to hide all their smiles… behind such whoredom. And if Donald Trump is marrying high… where is the ‘new low’ in America today?
Because this man is the pits.
I just hope all those people that he has robbed and all the sub-contractors that he dupped out of their contracts… got the job done and/or the materials … but never paid… I truly hope that somehow
they all get their day in court … and see this man in jail where he belongs… and definitely not in the White House … not even on a visit.
What a shock that would be to the Donald… to be dragged off in the middle of the night by Russian guards laughing at his stupidity….
Oh, well… So much for this because truthfully speaking the man has received too much media attention. If anyone needed a total blackout it would be the Donald. And that is all I am going to say on him… except how foolish and ignorant the sellout black folk who have rallied around him are. And I mean a bunch of ignoramus if ever there any.
If it were left up to them we would all be back on master’s plantation… unable to read… picking cotton… and being sold upon auction blocks… just as they are currently being bought. They have no clue that it takes a bunch of dummies to want to run behind a dummy, like Donald Trump… and proclaim him to be the god and savior of black folk… whom history has
proven he hates and thinks very lowly ofNot only are they confused… and lack understanding… who told them that they were smarter than you and me. When we obviously can see way pass all the games that Donald Trump thinks he can play on folk.
I just thank God that all of us are not stupid… and just won’t fall for everyone and everything… for real.
One final note on Trump… how can anyone ever hope to ‘make America great’ …who never even believed in the trademark …‘made in America?’
Well, UPDATE: TUESDAY, JANUARY 31, 2017… Well, the guy won. And he is going stark raving mad. It has become quite clear to many that this man may truly not be dealing with a full stack of cards… and cards they would truly be.
What we thought was funny… now does not appear so. In 8 days he has managed to cause so much havoc that there is lots of talk about the 25th Amendment an act which allows the president of the United States to be removed for disabilities… and/or impeachment.
There has been demonstration after demonstration against him. And for a man who likes numbers… and is quick to say how he got the longest and loudest applause ‘ever’… it has got to be eating him up.
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Add a comment September 26, 2016
They say that it always comes in 3’s.
I had thought about writing today…then got tired and decided not to. But then the phone rang…and word came of Michael’s passing. And I have been in conversation after conversation trying to find out exactly what is what. And all the while thinking…how sad.
I had heard about Farrah earlier today…but then had forgotten about it. She had battled hard against cancer…but perhaps it was her battle with drugs…that had taken a bigger total on her. Once the body becomes weaken…there is not much that it can do to ward off too much of anything else. And drugs had definitely weaken her.
Classical example of ‘bad boy/good girl.‘ From the time she became involved with the wrong man…she just never recovered. Though she had proven that she ‘really’ could act…all of it was blown to the wind when drugs became to her…a soul mate.
Michael at 50, just days away from his next birthday, had years ago began fighting his own addiction…surgery to his head, body and face. It seems that once he got started…he could not stop. It became perpetual.
Then on top it…I guess the injuries…to his back and knee… that he suffered while shooting that Pepsie commerical and after falling off stage…just never went away either. So, down went the pills…and on came the addiction.
It is sad really…a life filled with so much promise should have such an end. One can not help but to think about how much he seemed to romance the idea of becoming ‘the next big thing’ behind Elvis after death. So, much so that he even married into that family. The King of Pop vs the King of Rock & Roll…knocking at heaven’s gate.
But it is sad when you reflect and think back on Michael’s life…how he just never seemed to connect with life. Somehow, it all seemed beyond him…just out of his reach… a real life… with any kind of normalcy. How he just never appeared to have felt comfortable being who he was. How much he must have really hated himself… to ruin his face and body in the way that he did. How sad he and lonely he must have really been…that he only sought solace among young children.
How sad a life Michael had. Never was allowed to be a real child…growing up in school…with real friends. Once he had been sitting on top of the world…but over the course of years that world began to crumble from under him.
He was king…because he wanted to be. He could dance and sing his way into anyone’s heart. And he did for years… years ago… but today was a new day. Though…yes, he still had plenty of adorning and loving fans…who remembered Michael ‘when.’
Amid years of allegations of child molestation…Michael lost most of all he had behind one legal battle after another. And like R. Kelly…quietly paying parents off.
It was not hard to see that Michael had problems. Much of it started when Michael started listening to the handlers who caused him to separate himself from his parents and other sibling. Filling his head with big ideas… how he didn’t need them. And how he could make it on his own.
And he did.
He made it on his own. And blew up…and became as large as life.
But through it all…all the money…platinum records/CD’s… sold out concerts… big record breaking contract deals… large real estate holdings… etc… he… he lost it all…and was hoping for a final horrah with plans for a final tour. But it was not to be.
Even when it seemed that he had it all…way up there on top of the world…you sensed that he was not happy. And no amount of famous names collected around him…or who he had managed to encase himself with…seemed to off-set that fact.
Yes, Michael was never really happy. Which is why he probably poured himself into his musical projects… and his talent the way that he did. To some degree working… and performing… became hislover… the seat of his happiness. The place where he forgot… he was Michael…isolated…and shut-up away from the rest of the world.
But he seemed to like being shut-up and away from the rest of the world…much like Howard Hughes. But then life comes closing in on you. It did for Elvis…it for Howard…and I suspect it did for Michael Jackson, as well.
Al Sharpton following the corners reporting…called Michael Jackson a trail blazer. And that he truly was. With more than 750 million albums/CD’s sold worldwide…13 Grammy’s…and tons of other alccolades. Eccentric at times…even down-right weird at others…he was nonetheless Michael Jackson…and perhaps the greatest entertainer of all times.
The whole music video industry would be nothing without the vision…foresight…intuitiveness and creative energy of Michael Jackson. He saw how music and videos could be merged and used as a creative medium and selling tool.
Then there was his music…and with the on-slant of pop music… Yes, I guess you could say he was the undisputed King of Pop.
Who could move like him?
Who had perfected their art the way he did?
They say…he was frail.
They say…it was the addiction to the pain pills.
I say…he found this world cold…and unaccommondating.
Elvis may have impersonators…but Michael Jackson has spawd a slew of ‘would be shinning stars.’
One can truly say-
“He gave his life to his profession.”
I am still twiddling my tumbs waiting on the publishers to finish. I am counting down the time when my book will soon be made available for sale. God is good…I am so happy to finally have gotten it done and out…and into the final stage of the process…besides getting out to aid in selling it.
I am working hard on my book trailer for ‘youtube’…and my radio promo.
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1 comment June 26, 2009
The God Father of Gospel Music, Rev. Timothy Wright… Jesse again… Mike Steele RNC… First Family date night…
I was hoping to go to bed early tonight. Didn’t get in until after 2 AM last night. Had the opportunity to go into New York for the 2nd night of the funeral of the God Father of Gospel Music, Rev. Timothy Wright. And what an event it was. I am still happy that we decided to go.
It was a musical program celebrating the music and musical legacy and influence of Dr. Timothy Wright. So, some of everybody in gospel music was there and performed including a combined choir of 23 choirs…comprising 1,200 voices. So, if you can imagine that…then you have a clue of the kind of evening we had last night…and it was free and open to public. On top of it…it was very well organized…and had a super sound system…and there wasn’t anything outside of what that church already had that could have beat it. And was like being in the Appollo Theater…it had to have been a converted movie theater…the church…in fact, I know it had been theater because it had at least 2 balcony levels if not 3 of them.
So, from Ty Tribbett, to Rev. Milton Biggham, Myrna Summers, Timoney Figueroa, Hezekiah Walker & Love Fellowship Choir, Vershawn Mitchell, Keith Wonder Boy, Maurette Brown, Judieth McAllister…and many manyothers performed…a host of them. And it was fabulous…each and everyone of them. I am still glowing from that service in honor of the God Father of Gospel Music, Rev. Timothy Wright…a man I really feel was not given the real honor that his music deserved…during the course of his life. But he never complained…he continued writing… producing… performing and preaching to the glory of God. Truly, a fabulous man…and a real lover of his church…and God. Faithful…
It shocked me the Saturday, last July when we woke up to a bunch of text messages saying Rev. Timothy Wright had met with a tragic automobile accident which took the life of his wife and only grand son…leaving him paralyzed and mostly hospitalized until he passed just recently. From one moment to the next…we never know what is going to happen in our life.
Earlier that evening I had stopped by Rev. Wright’s booth at AIM, in Detroit…he had just been down a few booths and to the opposite of the aisle from Vicki Winans’ booth. He was autographing his book while cheerfully beaconing passerbyers to stop at his booth.
I will not forget how I had stood there telling him how great he looked…and how happy I was to see that he was doing so well healthwise…as the last time I had seen him was when I had booked him to performed at my summer outreach program called, Ministry Under the Tent. He was not feeling well at all…but yet he travelled from New York to perform before the people here who are still talking about that show…and weekend.
Because I could see that that he was not feeling well that day…as he was dietetic…I said to him-
“If you only sing one song I’ll be okay with that.”
That’s what I told him.
But when he hit that stage with his 30 choir members…you would not have been able to tell how he had been suffering prior to performing. And he kept on going like the Energized Bunny. They really performed…and sounded just like the CD’s.
So, it was good to see him in Detroit doing so well health-wise…and I just kept saying it over and over…and the following morning…
To tell you seriously I felt guilty…as though I had caused that accident myself…having raved so much about how good Rev. Wright had looked that Saturday afternoon. But a car coming up onto the inter-state highway travelling in the wrong direction ran right into his car…head-on… and Rev. Timothy Wright’s life was forever changed that night.
I was shocked…his life had been turned upside down in the flash of a moment. He had just finished performing in a large gospel concert with Mary Mary, the Clark Sisters, Ricky Dillard etc…and in a quick flash of a moment…his career had come to a end. He lost his wife and grand son…and very nearly lost his own life in less than 6 hours since the time I had spoken with both him and his wife as they worked their booth with their grand son.
D.U.I…driving under the influence of alcohol or anything else…is a serious problem…and it is highly dangerous and deadly to us all. The same roadway that that accident occured was the exact highway we had to travel on later in order for us to get back home from Detroit too. Any one of us could have met up with that driver. It should not take until something happens to one of us that we rally to do something about drivers who continue to get behind the wheel knowing that they are incapable of doing so properly or safely.
It is sad to think about what ended up happening to Rev. Timothy Wright and his family due a driver driving under the influence…who also ended up killing himself…by not only traveling in the wrong direction. But also travelling at a very high speed.
Needless to say…I was happy to hear that he was no longer suffering…and trying to deal with his loses. Yes, I was happy that he was no longer suffering from the loses in his personal life…and his physical being.
He was so gracious and so kind…when I called him…he never even asked me to sign a contract…didn’t have to wire him any up-front money…which is highly out of the norm. But that is what he did…just said have the money ready when he got there. And I did…and all cash. I have done many shows…and never had anyone been so trusting.
I have been involved in both concert promotions and other large events as a promoter for both R&B and religious concerts and events…but never had 1 entertainer… agent… manager… or other person that I booked for an event of any type…not require me to sign a contract and to send some money in advance…which is typically the way that it is done. And I am sure that through his many years in the industry…I am sure that Rev. Wright has probably had his share of problems with promoters…yet he did not require me to sign or forward him anything…for some reason. Though I asked him…and he said-
“No, just have it ready when I get there.”
I marvel at that even to this day. And I made sure that everything for him was set and ready for him when the bus I had hired for them pulled into town and they poured off of it.
And I cannot thank enough the Chamblee Bus Company out of Newark, New Jersey…who at 1 AM in the morning the night before Rev. Wright was to perform… they got me a bus and a driver…after the initial bus company I had hired for the job…to pick up Rev. Wright and his choir in Brooklyn…called me to say that they were not coming. I marvel at that too…God worked it out in the wee hours of the morn. And all ended up being just fine…better than fine.
As I sat there listening to all those performers and expeditors…and listened to the new group of radio gospel announcers in New York City now…my mind drifted back to all the years that I have played his music…and still do…and how he had come to perform here at Ministry Under the Tent…and I couldn’t help but cry a bit from time to time.
Following all the singing…Pastor Hubert Powell was allowed a few seconds to speak…and wow did he deliver. I wish I could write it like he said it…but I can’t. But he and the God Father of Gospel Music, Rev. Timothy Wright, had been friends for over 50 years. And I do not think…and would find it very hard to believe…that anybody who ever met him…didn’t meet somebody who they did ot like and love in the person of Rev. Timothy Wright. He was truly a man of God…who got his start up under the Father of Gospel Music…James Cleveland.
As I stated…I had decided not to write anything tonight. I could barely keep my eyes open earlier…but while checking on some things over the internet…I came across a couple of stories which really motivated me to begin to write this blog.
The first was a story on Jesse Jackson. I find him to be so disappointing. Not atall the person I thought him to be. I guess it is hard to accept when people do not meet your expectations of who you believe them to be…based upon your media knowledge of them…meaning news items that you read.
Throughout all the years all the information on Jesse Jackson had been positive…up until the story of the illegitimate baby…and that open mic story hit the news…where Jesse… Well, you know the story (wrote about it in 2 other blogs if you to read that story)…how Jesse said he wanted to cut off Obama’s… Well…you know the story. Until that point my preception of Rev. Jesse Jackson had been one of him being what he actively projected…and that is what it was a “projection”...that he was a dedicated black leader…who sincerely loved and cared for his people.
Now, reading this story further adds to my ever decreasing opinion of Jesse Jackson. Currently, he is being sued for $100,000 by the AEI Speakers Bureau for failing to show up at a speaking engagement in Trinidad…after…now check this out… after he had the conference promoters charter him a private jet to transporthim from Chicago to Trinidad for the speaking engagement…and demanding a fee of $75,000 to come and speak at the event. And I thought Aretha Franklin’s $65,000 fee plus a portion of the gate was excessive. Well, it was a bit too rich for my blood…but at least she was worth the money. I just couldn’t afford it.
Can you imagine that?
Seventy-five thousand dollars to have Jesse Jackson come to speak at a conference engagement. And an engagement in a poor country…run by black people?
And then force them to book him a private chartered jet?
Can you imagine the type of hotel accommodations Jesse must have requested…5 star plus…no doubt.
They deserve to sue him. And I hope they get every dime. What a ridiculously greedy man. He is definitely too full of himself.
I have to admit to having read years ago while in New York…that Jesse’s Wall Street Summit was nothing but one big corporate shake-down…in the name of black people.
Can you imagine Jesse Jackson getting rich on our backs?
Playing all these years…like something he has never been. Really interested in black people…and the social injustices surrounding them. And trying to get to get them irraticated. When in fact…he has always been out for Jesse…at the pretense of aiding the plight of black people in this country.
The Bible says…what is done in the dark will come to light. Meaning anything that is not true…will in time be unveiled…revealed. Jesse Jackson can truly speak to the words of this scripture…as more and more is being revealed about him.
Now…on to Michael Steele, the chairman of the Republican National commitee…another foolish black man…along the vain of a Clarence Thomas.
It is sad really.
We are living in a season now… Oh, well…come on lets grow up. We do not have go running around and cow-tauing and bowing down to everybody. Give me a break. I hate ignorance…and particularly from those who want to pretend that are above others…in terms of their intellect…place in life…etc…etc… But they don’t know who they are…or they forget where they come from…or how to love what is their’s…namely their own people while trying to pretend to be somebody else. And also loose their dignity by acting and talking foolishly.
Every group loves their own people…that is only natural. And anybody who doesn’t…then something is wrong with them.
Loving your own group doesn’t mean that you have feel that your group is superior…smarter…or better than any other group…or have ideas of bigotry. No, it just means you are proud in who you are.
But that group called the Republicans…particularly that group of ignorant and narrow minded black folk in that party…like Clarence Thomas, Alan Kayes…and now this Michael Steele. This Mike Steele recently, while sitting in of radio program chatting with a caller who had called in to discuss Barack Obama…Michael Steele made the statement that media created Barack Obama.
What kind of dumb statement was that?
Media did not create Barack Obama…as if he was the figment of someone’s imagination. Media definitely did not create Barack Obama…they chased Barack Obama because he was the story that people were interested in. And that is what media does…they make their living tracking down stories that people want to hear and read. That is the name of the business…or if you will…the game.
Barack Obama is not a splash in a pan…he was not created by a bunch of handlers…any more than Solomon or David was. Media did not create Tiger Woods…or Michael Jordan…or Muhammad Ali…or Jack Nicolas…Princess Diana…or even Dr. Martin L. King, Jr…or Bobby Kennedy or Jack Kennedy, his older brother also known as President John F. Kennedy. Destiny did…and their talents did.
So, how foolish is it for a supposed black man to try to down rate another black man by saying-
Because that is exactly what Steele said…though he may not have said it in those exact words. But it spoke every bit of envy.
Media did not create Barack Obama…but it could said that it assist in informing people about him. But the same could be said for any movie star…singing star…atlete…or anyone or anything of interest to the masses. That is what media does… it informs.
Too bad Mr. Steele, an ex-governor, is not the kind of Republican that Col. Colin Powell is. Col. Powell is capable of celebrating and appreciating the abilities and achievements…and excellence of those inside, as well as, outside of his own party affiliation and race…and so too Obama.
Too bad the former governor lacks their skills.
I am beginning to wonder if the excitement of the moment is starting to ware off for the Obama’s. Living your life in a bubble cannot be fun. Everything you do…say or wear…gets questions.
Who would like that?
I personally do not understand all the questions about the dog…Michelle clothes…her sneakers…etc…
I am not really a sneaker person…but in New York they are rave…and I guess everywhere else too. But with most sneakers ranging far above Pro-Keds back in the day…which were $10…I feel that all sneakers are seriously over priced. And as far as I can see most of them if you want a good pair are over $100.
So, then I do not understand the problem with the cost of Michelle’s sneakers costing over $500 as most sneakers cost $200 and more. Or maybe…the fuss was just over Michelle wearing those sneakers to some charity event…but men wear Stacy Adams shoes…and other people wear a bunch of expensive footware today…and nobody is calling to question their shoes…or sneakers.
In looking at the pictures of their date night…to think that was the first walk that they have taken together free of anybody being right up on them. I don’t know…but I find that rather sad. The joy of life seems to be stolen from them. It is the cost of fame I guess…and certainly the cost of becoming the President, First Lady and First Family of the United States.
I would take my life over their’s anyday. But it is a sacrifice that they willingly went into…because they felt that they could offer their service to help make this a better country. And for that I applaud them…and feel for them.
Nobody ever questioned the price tag of everything or anything that Jackie Kennedy wore. In fact, the rich never talk about price. They have this saying-
“If you have to ask the price then you really can’t afford it.”
Oh, I know what it is.
Jackie “O” never wore sneakers…only terribly expensive clothes…jewelry…and shoes. And there were no questions about them or their price tags.
Well, since it is now 2 AM again…and I was hoping to try to catch up on my sleep as I am trying to put the finishing touches on my book, THE BISHOP’S WIFE, promo for youtube…and I am becoming frustrated with my new book publishers. It seems that they can’t get my errors corrected properly for some reason.
Since my book had been back and forth to my former publisher…I did not have many errors this time around. But as few as they have been…I have received the galley back 4 times with almost the same errors not having been corrected. And I mean glearing errors that leap out at you…but evidently they do not to the person who is suppose to be setting my type and making these corrects.
I am beginning to come of a mind…that this whole self-publishing thing is for the birds. That it probably doesn’t matter who you get…there will be problems.
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Add a comment May 5, 2009
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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Travelling to Spain…obviously in an attempt to get away from the fury that his comments about Obama has spurned, Jesse Jackson is one rapidly fading star. He is on a fast track to self-destruct.
Refusing to accept when it was your time…and when your time is over.
His demise began when word of his extra-martial affair and child out of wedlock surfaced…about the same time people found out about Monica on her knees in the Oval Office…and she wasn’t scrubbing the floors or washing down walls…but she was definitely the “clean-up woman.”
At that time Bill Clinton and Jesse seemed to be tight…meaning good friends…for anyone who can’t get to the lingo.
Jesse a Civil Rights leader, a grown man with a son in the U.S. Senate…with an infant child by a young woman many years his junior…an adulter…Rev Jesse Jackson?
Finding that out…it was like the lights all going off on Broadway.
He had fallen…and like the commercial…’couldn’t get up.’
His life nor his reputation has ever been the same. To have been held in such high regard only to find out Jesse Jackson was just like Joe Green down the street…tippin’….or maybe worst.
And now here he is again.
Could it get any worst, Jesse?
Yes, it can.
The actual quote was this-
“…talking down to niggers.”
Who was Jesse talking about?
Surely, not those people for whom he has proclaimed himself to be champion of for all these years.
Not his own beloved people.
Jesse wouldn’t be talking about black folks like that.
I don’t think Spain is far enough, Jesse.
You need to try and find where the ends of the earth are…and go there…and stay.
There is this saying in the Bible…about what is done in the dark will come to light.
Jesse came in on the tails of Dr. Martin L. King, Jr.
I had heard all the rumors about all the in-fighting after Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. was killed. Jesse felt that he should have been the one chosen to head the SCLC, the Southern Christain Leadership Conference. So, there was this big fall out between Jesse, the SCLC and the King family. Thus, Operation Push was born in Chicago.
While in Chicago, I often heard folks talking about backroom deals and how Jesse would go in through the back door. Never thought much about it…you know…everybody has their own ideas and oftentimes much of it is just talk…or jealousy…you know how folks can be.
But now I am not sure.
Jesse had seemed to be in Obama’s corner, an avid supporter…but how could that be knowing what Jesse had to say about Obama?
But to have made the type of remarks that Jesse made and to have made them in the callous way in which Jesse voiced and enacted them…speaks toward whole other feelings towards Barack Obama…and now also in regards to his true sentiments regarding black people…the very people for whom he would seemingly become riled up over and ride out of town on a rail anyone who dared to refer to us in such a manner.
How would have Jesse responded to that?
Oh, he would have been on every network, every news show…and maybe broken into the usually programming to make a special report…and an announcement.
But it wasn’t some white news anchor or news commentator…it was Rev Jesse Jackson who was caught whispering those things. A black man…and known Civil Rights leader talking about castrating another black man…and belittling his own people at the same time while trying to sound outraged over statements made by Obama????
Now, what should Al Sharpton do about this?
And what should we demand?
And…and who could we demand it of?
Once highly respected and reverenced, Rev Jesse Jackson is a waining star who is falling further and further away from glory and the esteem he was once regarded in.
Self-destruction seems to be something which many of these people who were once looked upon with such fervor and love…as once we even looked upon poor Bill Clinton and Hillary too. None of them can seem to shake it…i.e. Michael Jackson, Jesse Jackson…and who can you think of?
Sooner or later they fall prey to being human…mis-steps…and hic-ups. And after a while they appear plagued with more faults than you or I.
I just came across this…and I just could not close without sharing it with you…
Hold all comments. And definitely hold unto your seats.
This blogging thang is so much fun….haaa….haa…. 🙂 Man…unbelievable… ©2008
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