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THE DNC…the Democratic National Convention…is Mitt Romney’s money clean…SERENA & the U.S. Open… Aretha…
But 1 thing is for sure just as it was 4 years ago… I am still an Obama girl.
As in all campaigns there are some hits and misses… so too here. But when you stack it up side by side of DNC vs. RNC… it was the Democratic National Convention hands down over the Republican convention.
Well, for 1 thing most of the Republican speech givers must have taken a score of creative writing classes… because for the most part most of their speeches were all… for lack of a better word… creative. Very creative indeed.
Nothing like taking on a bit of self-responsibility…or in this case Party responsibility. The Republican Party lacks the desire to do anything but win. It does not matter to them how they win… they just want to win.
It must be sad that the only points you can give to your team are points that you have to make up. Creative 1.
Creative 2… you forget any role in anything.
Creative 3… and you pretend as though ‘we want to help you.’
When I think about Mitt Romney it is a marvel to me as to how he has gotten this far?
And THEY called Jim Kerry the ‘flip-flop’ kid. Romney is the master at it. No, I take that back… because it seems to me Mitt does not master anything. He just says 1 thing now… tomorrow he’ll say something that contradicts that… and say he didn’t say that of do that. Or he just allows his money to speak for him or do what needs to be done… and he goes from this to that saying-
And a lot of times when he gets caught at something and doesn’t know what to say… he just looks plain lost.
Either Mitt Romney suffers from the same thing as Clint Eastwood… or the last ship just pulled out of Pennsylvania Avenue. Which happens to be a major street way… as in roadway… not a water way. But to those suffering from some bout of disillusion… as a Mitt Romney or an aged Clint Eastwood it may seem like a major water way. Because the Republican Party for sure is up a creek without a paddle… with a man who seems to have nothing else going for himself except ‘money.’
I think that it is sad when you are asked to go to a convention and cheer for a man you don’t even like.
I must admit though that the Republicans who decided to throw in their hats into the ring as contenders to become the nominee for the Presidency on the Republican ticket were… Well, they were slim pickings. There is no other way to have put it. And out of that bunch of slim pickings came Mitt Romney, who gave an acceptance speech as their choice for candidate to run against President Obama… not because Mitt came with a whole lot of credentials… but rather money.
In fact, Mitt Romney has no real credentials that would make him eligible for any job. His stint as Governor of Massachusetts was a joke. The man was hardly there… and when you boil it all down… Mitt Romney did absolutely nothing for Massachusetts. Mitt Romney did zero… a big fat NOTHING.
I love when people pick up and move to some place just to run for political office. Hillary did hit when she and Bill departed the White House, moving to New York. Jeb Bush did it when he up-rooted himself and family from Texas to go south to Florida… where they by the way fixed the 2000 Presidential Election so his brother could win the Presidency. But Mitt left whatever state he came from to move north to Massachusetts.
Massachusetts is known for a great jumping off point for potential wanna-be Presidents. I cannot begin to tell you how many Presidential candidates have run from the state of Massachusetts… including Kennedy and Adams who both won. Dukakis ran… that guy with the red hair ran… Ryan I think his name was. And I don’t know how many others.
So, along came Mitt with his Presidential dreams… seeking to springboard himself into the number 1 seat in the White House from a state known to be a good launching pad… Massachusetts. Mitt did not move there… or rather set up a residence there by mistake.
Now, we are into 2012 and Mitt is running for that mantle for his fireplace up in the Alps. He likes titles… he wants people to call him ‘Mister President’ ‘Commander’… but he has not a plan… and we won’t take about ‘a clue.’ Which Mitt doesn’t have either. He just has money… and lots of it.
Herein lays Mitt’s dilemma… 1. Why should any American citizen want to even consider a man… much less vote for him… who has money locked away in a place-
Excuse me… I meant locked away in ‘not in a place’… but in an entirely different country other than his own… and paying no taxes on it?
2. Why does Mitt not want to divulge how much money he has?
Well, the only people I know… I mean whom I have heard about who do that with money who are criminals… big time drug dealers, thieves and robbers etc…
So, I’m wondering which 1 …or if Mitt Romney is them all?
Because if the money is clean… legit… then I can’t understand the problem Mitt is having releasing financial his information?
I mean we all know that there are rich people in this world… and some a lot richer than others. But they do not appear to be evading the issue of their net worth. So, why is Mitt?
You know when you live in the hood and hear all of those stories about how ‘the real’ drug dealers are not the ones walking the streets day and night trying to sell the stuff. That is really the truth. It is those big time Wall Street type… the type that have big jobs, lots of money and live in penthouses… who can afford the secret air strips and pilots it take to fly that stuff in. But the drugs never actually touch their hands …they just finance it.
They own the planes that fly the drugs in, the places where the drugs are cut or cooked, packaged and then disbursed. They reap all the real benefits of the drug trade… (if you want to call it that) but none of its negative publicity, images, hardships or dangers. The money goes to them… the real money… and they sit on top of the whole sha-bang looking as clean as a whistle.
So, Mitt where did you get all your money from?
I am more curious than ever… because try so hard to hide something there is usually a very good reason. And when you are dealing with a guy who seems to have an endless supply of money… such as a Mitt Romney… I think somebody should be asking him some intense questions about his finances.
Out of 6 or 8 other Republicans who ran along with Mitt to become President… Mitt just simply out spent them all. He had more money to spend than any of them. Which is the only reason Mitt Romney happened to get this far. And it has been his money that has kept him for his entire political life.
The Olympics take money… you can’t be a promoter of something like that without some really big capital to even consider financing it. Running in all the political campaigns for as many years as Mitt has …it had to cost him some major capital.
Good investments are 1 thing… but lots of people have made good investments and evidently do have what Mitt has by way collateral.
Mitt just how did you get all your money?
Rick Santorum vowed that he was staying in the race… that Romney’s money was not going to force him out of the race. But in the end even poor Rich just could not stand the test of time. He simply did not have that Mitt had… by way of money.
So, 1 by 1 all the other GOP would-be nominees bailed out. Mitt Romney it can easily be said won by default. And it happen because of a money deficit on the other’s sides. They just could not hang with Mitt and all the money he was spending.
Now, it’s Obama and Mitt. And I will say it… hands down its going to be Obama.
A Paul Ryan/Mitt Romney ticket cannot compare to an Obama/Obama/Biden ticket in anybody’s book.
Though I realized upon hearing about that HBO had a show about a Mormon family… from the moment I heard about it I knew what that program’s purpose was all about. It was designed to show America that Mormon families are just like everybody else. But they are not. And a show created to sugar coat real Mormon life …and designed to desensitize Americans to the real ways, religion and practices of Mormons was all done to make way for a Mitt Romney win into the White House.
That show was as much a ploy… and I should political ploy whose purpose was as much a form of propaganda movies during the Cold War. It came about to get people to feeling and saying-
“Oh, they are just like us.”
And if anyone looked real deep… they might even find out that it may have been financed either part or in whole by somebody tied to Mitt Romney or by Romney himself.
Inside the Mormon world …their close-knit families… their families are not just like ours. Their families look nothing like ours. They live by entirely different set of rules… and they believe differently.
Their worship is not the same… because their root beliefs are different. And their concept of family is different.
It is funny that when you google ‘what do Mormons believe’… it is interesting that there is no clear answer. But a variety of varied responses… like they believe in God, Jesus and the Holy Ghost. And so does the devil.
Okay, then maybe you should ask what do they practice religiously?
I am thankful that my God gave me the freedom to be more than a baby factory…not to be just somebody who turned out child after child. Because that is pretty much the lives of Mormon women. It is a man’s world as James Brown used to sing in his song by the same title. The men within their group love that… so much so that age means nothing to them in consider to their pleasure and choice of wives.
So, I really do not understand any man who is supposedly running for the top political position in this country ….who does his banking in foreign banks… in order to hide his money. And I do not understand any man or woman who would want to lift up a man to rule in this country …who belongs to an organization that is very much a cult… and where the spirit and minds of women is stripped from them.
Came across a quick note about Patti LaBelle… and I was surprised to read it. I never thought she cussed or became so enraged that she would totally loose it. Never really seemed to be the type. And I must say that I have met her… and I found her to be quite nice.
It all happened in a confrontation with a woman… who I believe may have been pregnant… if I remember the story right. But was outside of a building that Patti was either entering or exiting and something or other happened that caused Patti to show a side of herself that I never would have never thought in her.
The confrontation cost Patti $100,000 in an outside of court settlement. Can’t imagined what happened that would have been worth that kind of payout… but Patti must have gone berserk… when she threw water on the woman and a few choice words.
Perhaps Patti reflected on it and felt so real bad about her poor behavior… and the possible shame of having this type of case go to court where people just like me… would have never thought Patti could have done such a thing… stare at her with their mouths wide open in disbelief.
But sometimes it is just a matter of it being a bad day… a very bad day. I do not know if you have ever had 1… but I have. The incident occurred while I was teaching in high school. My son had done something which had really upset me… and here came this student that had been acting stupidly in my class. Earlier in the day the actions of this boy I had let go by… I was being professional and I had not yet spoken to my son. But by noon I heard of something about my son that had worked me up… and here came this boy… and he either said something to me or did 1 last thing… and I said to him-
“I’m so mad I could leap up in the sky and kick you right in the face.”
It is when I realized that I was not cut out to be teacher material. So, when the school department tried to offer me another contract to teach the following year I said no. Besides I wanted to work on shooting my film and that had not become my focus… and goal.
Now, it wasn’t that I couldn’t handle it… teaching… or that I did not have control of my classes. No, nothing like that.
Students respected me and I respected them. But on that day… that boy crossed me at the wrong moment… and all my professionalism left me. When I went into class the next day…. I will tell you this… I was afraid his parents were going to be there waiting on me. I would have if my child had come home and told me a teacher had said such a thing to them. But evidently that boy never told it to his parents.
So, what I am saying here is that there are times when any 1 of us can lose it. But the difference is our names are not Patti LaBelle. And that does make a difference. But does not any less make such times less embarrassing… or just as shameful.
Talking about shameful. Happen to come across this picture of Patti and wondered if she is going through mid-life crisis?
I do not believe this looks decent even when the kids dress like this. So, you know seeing this photo was a thumb down from me.
It Patti is not going through some type of mid-life crisis… between this dress and her law suit actions …I do not know what is going on? I cannot figure another reason for Patti flashing as much flesh as this. Personally, I like the classy Patti better. I really think it is ridiculous when the young girls do this… and cannot understand any woman… older woman wanting to follow what the kids do.
When I heard Jesse Jackson answering a question about his son recuperating in an interview recently… I thought that it was that his son had had a stroke or something. The way that Jesse spoke about it and how he was smiling I would have never known anything otherwise.
I would never have thought that the Senator or Congressman… whatever he is… Jesse Jackson, Jr was in rehab due to a problem with drugs. He always seemed to be so on top of it… sharp …clear and on point about what he was doing… saying and about his service to the people he was voted to represent.
Hard to believe. But we pray that it all comes back together for him. And if it was just an illusion… that he gets it together for real.
Well, Serena is tearing up the tennis courts in New York at the U.S. Open. It is win…win ….win. And that she is … and she appears to be more determined to continue to do so.
Serena is going after her opponents with more power… and her mental game is so strong that the other female tennis players might as well not even walk onto the courts to face her.
Serena Williams is #1 in the world. The #1 female athlete. Highest grossing woman in sports …and the least celebrated. But she is slamming it home… ‘I’M #1!’ Respect me… fear me… and and try to beat me if you dare. And she is menacing threat because she is relentless… and packs as much physical strength as she does mental power.
And I noticed that ain’t nobody said nothing about Serena’s hair. Oh, I forgot she’s from Compton.
UPDATE: SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 9, 2012…Well, she is taking it home. Serena won it all once again… not only the top women’s trophy …but the big check that went along with it. She was a little more challenged in her final game, 6-2, 2-6, 7-5, but rose to meet the challenge.
I guess you could say-
“Another one bites the dust.”
Proud of this diva…for 1 thing because she never did what a lot of other artist have done or are trying to do. She has never forsaken her base of fans trying to seek after something else. Because ‘Retha already knew she had what she had… and if that wasn’t good enough too bad. (I’m smiling because I know how Aretha thinks) That’s what makes her the Queen…and she is second to none.
Thanks again to those of you who have purchased my book, THE BISHOP’S WIFE. As I said in my last blog it is amazing… I cannot not believe how much my book is moving …and I thank you from the depths of my heart. Please let me hear from you regarding my book. I would love to know how you liked it… or didn’t like it… or whatever…. either way.
And if you have yet to purchase my book I found this link over the internet via barnes&nobles.com where you can read bits of a couple of my chapters.
Sent most of day resting today. Had been busy this week… but glad to now be able to rest. Hoping you get your rest on this weekend too. Because the body does need rest… so give yourself some. You probably deserve it too. I know that I do.
Well, God bless… its TGIF… so I hope you enjoy your weekend.
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Add a comment September 8, 2012
I have never thought much of Arnold Schwarzenegger since a controversy once arose about him being a racist. I have since forgotten the details… but I think it had to do with him not hiring minorities within his staff, as governor of California. Or maybe it was something to do with him not having any minorities in his movies.
Through the course of living we have grown accustom to reading and hearing stories of men and women who have fallen down… who were living double lives and baring children with people outside of their vows of matrimony. So, this story about Arnold Schwarzenegger really shouldn’t be a great surprise. He is afterall… a man.
Don’t you hate hearing that?
“Well, he’s just doing what men do.”
“All men do it.”
“Maybe he wasn’t getting any at home.”
And the list goes on and on… as to the kinds of things people will say.
But sometimes we are caught off guard. People who we never would have suspected… though I would never classify Arnold as 1 of those as there had been rumors. Things about him groping and feeling up on women. But there were people like for instance… John Edwards. Even watching that mess unfold while standing at the counter of a local corner store… I just could not believe it. Not him was all I kept saying. Not goody 2-shoes… squeaky clean John Edwards. The John Edwards who said-
“I’m in love with my childhood sweetheart… that John Edwards?”
Then before him… there rose up Jesse Jackson. What a fine dude he was in his day. And I do mean fine.
He was the 1 that all the networks turned to concerning ‘black issues.’ He was a man for all season when it came to… his peoples…
Up to the point where he called Obama the ‘N’ word. But let’s go back before that… to those pictures displayed upon the front page of the New York Post and everywhere else… of Jesse… and ‘the’ woman… the very pregnant woman …carrying his ‘love’ child… who at the time that story broke… she had already had the baby. That was the picture with him and Bill Clinton…another 1… and her just grinning like there was not going to be a tomorrow for any of them.
Yes…the ‘right’ Reverend Jesse Jackson. Needless to say that controversy certainly changed a lot of people’s opinion about him… and what he truly represented. Which as already mentioned… was compounded by that little incident with him talking off camera with an open mic on… talking some crazy stuff about what he would like to do to Obama while referencing him with the ‘N’ word.
Clearly, if I had been Jesse’s wife… and I have said it over and over… since seeing that 1 picture in the New York Post. The 1 with the woman being 7 or 8 months pregnant with Jesse standing… I think behind her… grinning from ear to ear with his hands stretch around her inflated belly.
Oh, yeah… I would have been just like Morgan Freeman’s wife, and got me 1 of those high power lawyers. And he would have been seeing stars for the rest of life… after I got through with him. He would have been too dizzy to ever walk up onto any stage ever again… when I got through with him. But I guess Jesse’s wife is kinder… gentler… and more forgiving than I am.
But some women when they have had enough… they truly have had enough. And Morgan Freeman’s wife was 1 of those women.
One could argue… what was he thinking?
Maybe it was a lapse in judgment.
But for how many years did he suffer that lapse?
I am talking about Schwarzenegger now. What could he have been thinking? And to be doing it with someone who worked within his own house. Who was impregnated with his child at about the exact same time as his wife with their last child.
And who allowed the other woman… a maid to bring that child into the house of his wife… where this little boy probably played with his other son… the 1 born about the same time as the child he fathered with the maid… a woman who worked for his wife… aiding Maria around the house… and probably with her children as well.
Is this a confusing story?
Obviously, not. It did not seem to confuse Arnold at all. Because some how during the course of the last 10 to 13 years… the span of the life and birth of his outside son… he never slipped up. That is Maria Striver claims to have never known about the child before Arnold finally told her about him some weeks ago. Whereupon, she packed up and moved out… taking her children with her.
Not to be or seem evil… but I never thought the Striver/Schwarzenegger marriage was a good match. And it goes beyond him being Republican… and her being deeply rooted as a Democrat.
It just seemed to me that Arnold Schwarzenegger had a need to legitimize himself. Coming from Austria… and having a funny last name… combined with a funny and then quite thick accent… as well as… I guess he had some political ambitions. What better way to create for himself the type of American acceptance that he might not have ever gotten any other way than by marrying a Kennedy.
In seeing a picture of the woman… 1 would have to wonder what did Arnold see in her. She appears to be older than Maria… and I don’t know what she looked like some 20 years ago when she started working for the Schwarzenegger family… but that is all gone now. But then I thought that about the woman John Edwards impregnated… and about Marla Maples or Naples…or whatever her name was. The woman who Donald Trump took up with… and soon married. She probably was pregnant too… because that whole thang happened pretty quick. And soon it was over.
They snub their noses at those who do not have the money that they do… or who do not live quite as well off as they do. I’m talking about the supposed ‘high class’ who talk about… ‘all they do is make babies.’ But when push comes to shove they themselves are about as ‘ghetto fabulous’ as those they often look down upon. And they have far less class in the dealings of their own infidelity… than those they shun.
Though now nearing the end of his term as a governor, I have no doubt… Arnold felt it now safe to disclose his little secret. However, what men do not take into account is how women feel about men who cheat. And particularly if they not only cheat …but also make someone pregnant in the process of their cheating. And don’t let them walk around for years like they had not done anything… pretending.
But Arnold was so bold… he got the woman pregnant and then decided he wanted to be governor too. That is about just as bad as John Edwards deciding to run for President of the United States a second time… while his wife is dying of cancer… and his mistress was pregnant.
And to put the icing upon the cake for Arnold… it was all done within the preview of his wife and children. Right there under their own noses.
This is why I will never be able to stand that little guy… Woody Allen. I will never support him or anything that he does. To think that Mia Farrow adopted some children… and during the course of some time… he began taking lewd and questionable pictures of the then quite young girl… whom he later divorces Mia Farrow for… so that he could marry her.
What kind of craziness was that?
Clearly, the man had… and has problems. And I for 1 do no sanction them.
Another rat was… or is… that Rudolph Giuliani. Yeah, that guy from New York City who used to be the Mayor…then ran for President… and might try to run again. But he will never make it. Because women do not forget.
Giuliani… when he was Mayor of New York started seeing this women. This woman… he would bring to Gracie Mansion… the Mayor’s place of residence. in New York. This mind you was where his wife and his son lived. And Giuliani… the good mayor… would have this woman staying there with him… under the same roof with his wife and child.
What kind of a dog is that?
At least in the ghetto… most men know not to try that. If the woman doesn’t have an apartment of her own… then they know how to find a cheap motel or hotel. But ain’t nobody in the ghetto going to pull up to his wife’s house talking about he going to bring some other woman… in there to do his thing. Huh-uh… that ain’t happening… ever. Not with the wife knowing about it… it is not. Definitely not.
You have got to be kidding. And I am not joking about this… as this type of behavior is not acceptable. It is immoral …and it can be traced throughout history. Infidelity is not new… you only have to go back a few years to Bill Clinton and his little 24-year-old friend… named Monica.
It would seem that wedding vows do not mean very much today. Maybe never… as long as men and women have allowed themselves to become enticed sexually outside of their marriages.
Through the course of the 20 years that woman who worked in the Schwarzenegger household was taken care of by Schwarzenegger. Who knows maybe Schwarzenegger placed her there… got her the job in his home in the first place?
But upon retiring from her job as a maid for the Schwarzenegger… he bought the woman a nearly $300,000 house in an exclusive LA residence. And it also looks like he paid for her to have a boob job as well. Because in her pictures she clearly looks like she had 1. It does not look natural.
The 1 thing about outside of a marriage children… it is funny how many times those children look more like the men that fathered them… than the children within the marriage.
The Bible says a good name is worth more than rubies. I was listening to a Preacher preach and he began to talk about rubies. He said that rubies are more rare than diamonds. I had never thought about that… but you know what it is true.
The way most things operate in this world is based upon supply and demand. The higher the demand and the less the supply…the greater the price. Except for this 1 thing… rubies. We often hear of the diamond mines in South Africa and other places. There are some areas where I have heard it said that they… the people who live in some places… almost stumble upon diamonds daily. In these places the people are banned from gathering the diamonds in their country. But I have never heard anything about rubies. I really don’t even know where most rubies come from.
Hold it …I have got to ‘google’ this up.
They are 2nd only to diamonds …and are only the 2nd hardest mineral known to man. They are found in Thailand, India, Madagascar, Zimbabwe, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Sri Lanka, Kenya, Tanzania, Kampuchea, and most notably in Burma. And here is 1 for you… they are also found in North Carolina… right here in the United States. Imagine that and we rarely ever hear anything about rubies.
But back in Biblical times it is possible that rubies were considered more valuable than diamonds are today. Because the Biblical texts says that ‘a good name is worth more than rubies.’
When you think of it through history certain family names have stood out in this country such as ‘the’ Kennedy’s… ‘the’ Rockefeller’s… and so on. And with those names has come a certain level of respect… and to degree of regard… reverence and honor. These names are held in high regard and come with a track record so to speak of commitment and success. Having such a name opened doors and created opportunities for those who bared their family mark… their name.
Maria Striver has held onto her family identity being part of the Kennedy clan. I never once ever heard her being refered to as Maria Schwarzenegger. Though I guess that was kind of hard to get away from totally as she was, and at this time… still is married to Arnold… who is still governor of California.
How it all plays out remains to be seen. But Maria has lawyered up… and if she moves forward this will be a big 1. And it will cut deeply into Arnold’s fun money.
The moment I read the headline to this story… I knew that I was going to write something on it.
I cannot believe that a 17 or 18…or maybe 20 something young woman would elect to surgically have her body transformed to pretend to be something that she is not. But then to do it… and want to play on the women’s basketball team… is more than a bit puzzling to me.
What is the point?
It just does not make sense. Maybe the boys team is too rough for her… or whomever.
Okay…so, you believe that you are man… and that somehow your body type got confused. And you decide to straighten out whatever mistake that you tell yourself that God must have made… why then after doing all of this… changing your sexual organs and such… I guess… from female to male… then why would you want to play basketball on the women’s team?
Could it be that somewhere down deep… she still feels and knows that she is really a woman?
Perhaps, as confusing to me …it must have been for the young lady, Kye Allums, who ventured out to do it. And recently she has decided to come off of the Georgetown University women’s basketball team amid all this controversy.
It is perplexing.
And maybe… you don’t care to hear this. But if it had not been for the Lord we would all be just as equally confused. Making all kinds of crazy decisions and seeing them as right.
I first heard this story when a friend relayed it to me. I, of course, had always had my own thoughts on this as I had come in contact with Queen Latifah a couple of times. I hadn’t run into her at any parties …but I had heard where she hung out at when she came across the bridge into Manhattan.
And I am all for letting people along… and letting them live their lives. I once was there and I always felt that what I did in the privacy of my bedroom was my own personal business. I, of course, at that time never had any consideration of God. I just felt that as along as it didn’t involve children or animals… then leave me alone.
I also felt that same way about other people and their lives. I never liked listening to people tell me about their long weekends with their boyfriends. BORING.
Because I never thought of the workplace as a place of sharing every detail… and particularly those kind of stories. I was more quiet… laid back. I didn’t talk about my business… and only half listened to what other people were telling me about theirs.
So, the story is finally out… and with pictures. But if you believe it or not… because most people believe whatever they want to… pictures or no pictures anyway. I have always admired Queen Latifah. I am not interested in looking into anyone’s bedroom… I have too much on my own plate for that.
But to me Queen Latifah has always been a good role-model. Even as a rapper… she did not sell herself out… or our people… or other women. She was clean… decent… and came with rapps that jammed not insulted… or made us shame. And then she flipped that around and made herself a movie star…it just showed that she was also capable of reinventing herself… and she was always an entrepreneur.
So, I applaud her.
The fact that you or I may not agree with what she does in the bedroom… does not take away from the fact that she is an adult woman making her own choices and decisions and doing well at doing so. And 1 day she may make another decision just as I did… but that choice is hers… God gave that right to her.
But here is something we can all agree upon… at least she is not walking around trying to make it seem that it is alright. She is not flaunting it.
That takes me now to Tonex. I saw Lexi’s interview… even posted a blog about Tonex. But it is hard for me to agree with anyone who knows scripture… as it is written in the Holy Bible… to believe that living such a life is agreeable to the will of God. It is totally out of step… and I would be remiss if I did not say so.
To some level I will not deny that I have and do still now suffer with my own level of homophobia… which might sound strange coming from an ex-lesbian. But even while living ‘in the life’… I had it. But the 1 thing that I am careful not to do… is to hopefully not offend… hurt… or despise anyone. Nor do I poke fun at… or laugh at… or make light of any situation of being. And this is the way that more people should come to be.
I am not talking about being in acceptance… but being understanding… loving… kind… and not confrontational. The Bible say that with ‘love and kindness have I drawn thee.’
Find that spirit within yourself… and you may start drawing more people to the Lord.
Oh, on my final note… since so many people have been hitting my blog for more information on Cher’s ex-daughter…Chastity… since the release of some pictures this week and the announcement that she is going to marry her long time girl-friend. Here is what I have to say on the matter…
Well, she has managed to harden her facial features and looks more like a man… but at the end of the day… none of us can really un-do anything that God has done. No matter how hard me try… or how much medication… and surgeries you have. It can’t be undone… no matter what the mirror says… or what people tell you.
I’m sorry, Chastity… it is just the way that it is.
Gender transitioning is a misnomer. There is no such thing as transitioning your sex into another. We are what God says we are. Removing or having certain things changed about our physical being does not change our basic DNA. It may corrupt certain cells etc… even effect parts of our chemical make-up. But it is impossible to totally reconstruct certain core things about our inner workings and true gender.
If you can transition your sex… then why stop there?
Why not transition yourself into being rich… or famous?
That’s the point… it just does not happen like that. Though becoming rich and famous are certainly reasonable and achievable goals. But reconstructing your entire physical chemistry is not.
Well, I have been working on this blog for the better part of my day now. Started at about 2:30 this afternoon… and it’s now a little after 4:30 in the morning. Definitely time for me to go to sleep now.
But I did get up to mop the kitchen and bathroom… and got me something to eat in the in-between time. In a few hours it will time for me to get up and go to church. So, I will say good-night…
Hope you have a bless day… and weekend. They say mostly sunny and warm weather this week. I really didn’t mind what we got this past week. It was dark and rainy most of the time. But I like the rain… and that is not to say that I don’t equally enjoy the sun. Because I do.
Well, God bless…
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2 comments May 22, 2011
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
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
Well, the US House of Representatives has made their voices known and they say-
Rod Blagojevich threw away his life by making a foolish and highly selfish mistake…that will see him facing not only legal charges but impeachment removing him from his office as Governor of Illinois. Though Blagojevich has vowed to fight…it is hard to believe that he will have any success since there is hard evidence and audio tapes of him seeking payoffs for his choice to fill the Obama Senate seat.
But the more I see and hear of Roland Burris…no matter how it happened…or the cloud hanging over his head…it seems he is going be a great civil servant for the people of Illinois. He seems to be a highly humble man…and that really speaks volumes for anyone. The people of Illinois should get behind him with all of their support. It is perhaps because of the problems brought about by Blagojevich that caused him to finally chose Roland Burris in the first place.
The Bible does say this-
“That He is working it out for your good.”
I think Illinois may come to agree.
Regarding Al Franken vs Norm Coleman, the incumbent Senator of Minnesota. Coleman not being happy at Franken finally being declared the winner of the Minnesota Senate seat has vowed to fight on. All I can say is Minnesotians are funny people…after all they did elect that guy who used to be on WestleMania, Jesse the Ventura.
Wow, if these politicans fought as hard for the people they supposedly went into office to represent…they wouldn’t have to fight so hard to keep their seats. Evidently the good people in Minnesota were not satisfied Coleman. Now, who’s fault is that?
Atheist have gone to court to block Obama from saying at the end of the oath during the Presidential Inaugural…they are seeking to have removed-
“…so help me God.”
It is sad that such a group of people does exist in this world anywhere. That they hate and have such a fear of God…so much so that they can’t even stand to hear the name ‘God’ or read it. That these people look to band even the calling of His name from any and everything where it is publicly displayed or said. Now, how sad is that?
I loved this story…how Marian Robinson, Michelle Obama’s mother, will be joining them in the White House. It is a great story…what a family. And they are not ashamed or embarrassed to care about one another…and for each other…no matter what it looks like or sounds like to to others. I admire those Obama’s.
With the schedule that they both will have who better should they leave their little daughters in the care of? And I really do not blame them, neither Obama or his wife, for wanting to ensure that their children were left in the best possible and safest hands in the world…not to mention…loving and caring.
And at 71 this ex-secretary…and current track runner…is being solicited by all kinds of senior groups who are just as excited about her, her children and grand-children…as we all are.
Oh, give me a break. Sarah Palin needs to stop complaining.
The reason that Sarah Palin became such a big joke was really one of her own doing. Nobody but Sarah Palin herself decided to go on Saturday Night Live. Who would do that after the jokes they made of her?
And to get upset about something being said about her pregnant daughter… Well… She should have gotten mad at her daughter who did not think that her mother’s public position was a consideration when she decided to lay down and have unprotected sex…or sex at all…knowing what the outcome might be…and ultimately was. She became pregnant. And being a public family such things follow all those who are in the public eye. It is unfortunate…but it goes with the territory.
And for Palin to say that she will be looking how Caroline Kennedy will be treated by the media as Caroline seeks to fill Hillary Clinton’s Senate seat in the State of New York.
How strange of a statement was that?
The first thing that Palin should learn…is this. It is how you walk and carry yourself that matters. The Kennedy’s…none of them have ever carried themselves as a joke. But that is not anything that Palin can say about herself.
I actually think that it is interesting, however, that after having gotten involved in the Obama campaign that Caroline somehow has gotten bitten by that thing which runs strong in the veins of all her family members…politics. I think that in any capacity Caroline works in…she will be an inspiration to all…dedicated and diligent at the job. Having lost so much so early in her young life due to politics…it is amazing at this time she is seeking to do it. What a legacy she would bring to people of the State of New York.
Now, I’m going to go to the Tavis Smiley issue. Everybody knows about the controversy prior to Obama becoming the President between Tavis and how Tavis felt about Obama. I mean he was all over the radio and then he hit the TV circuit denouncing Obama. All over Obama not being able to attend his annual conference.
When Obama due to his heavy schedule during the primary or election season of his campaign…Obama offered to send his wife, Michelle, to go to Tavis’ conference in his place…and Tavis said he didn’t want her.
Can you imagine that Tavis said ‘no’ to Michelle Obama coming in place of her husband?
Now, most people would have leaped at that. But nooooo….not Tavis. He was insulted. He became angered. He felt offended…that an affront had been made. And he tried to make it seem that it was to black people…when it was in fact a Tavis Smiley ego issue. And then he started bad mouthing Obama.
Now, he is saying how…we need to help to make Obama a good president.
I find that humorous…and an utterly ridiculous statement…not to mention a slap in face to Obama. Particularily from a man who preceives himself as having a stamp of ‘excellence’ himself. “Good”…
The Bible says that you can judge a man by the thing that proceedeth out of his mouth. It would seem like Jesse Jackson last year…Tavis Smiley still has plenty of problems getting over Obama not being a part of his conference. And the things that proceedeth out of his mouth speak volumes as to who Tavis Smiley truly is.
Obama doesn’t need us ‘to help to make him a good president.’ He didn’t enter that race unequiped to handle the job…nor was he not able to run a great Presidential race…and probably the greatest Presidential race of all times…to get to where he intended on going. And Obama is not going to be just ‘a good president,’ Tavis.
No, Obama will probably be the greatest president that this country has ever had. And those capabilities were born in him…which his mother helped to nourtished within him…and his life experiences did the rest. And he doesn’t need any help from us…you…or anyone else outside of God, his wife and family…and the team he has put in place around him…to be more than capable of handling his duties and responsibilities as President of the United States.
‘Eyes have not seen…nor ears heard’ what works God has put in Obama’s heart for the benefit of this nation…and the world.
And no…I do not believe that Obama is some super human…or a prophet. That would be foolish of me. But who knows…I don’t know…maybe he is. But I do believe that God does rise up men…and women to do phenomenal works…even in ‘such a time as these.’
Grow up, Tavis. You are not a child…everybody has schedule conflicts. I am sure that it has even happened to you.
And oh, yeah….
Jeb Bush for President?
Give me a break.
America is not a monarchy. We have no real dynasties here.
The Presidency of this country is not a ‘rite of passage’ for any family.
Something is seriously wrong with the Bush family if that is the only way those boys have of proving to their father that they love him. And on top of that it was Jeb Bush in that set-up regime down in Florida…where he had been put strategically in place for the course of actions and events which took place during the 2000 Presidential Election in which his brother stole his way into the White House over Al Gore who should have legitimitely become the President of the United States.
How in the world could that man run this country when he couldn’t even run his own home or oversee his own children. And imagine being paid $474,500–for 13 days of work per year. Oh, yeah…Jeb Bush he’s our man. These people are crooks…just a bunch of out and out theives…that whole Bush family.
The sun is out today…and I’m up and about. Hope you enjoy your weekend.
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Add a comment January 10, 2009
But last night’s returns brought an end to all of that. Hope is very much alive….and as they say in England, “Long live the Queen.”
We now can say, “Long live the king!”
And king he is…in every possible way.
- King in campaign funds raised.
- King in how his campaign was run.
- King in getting the youth vote out.
- King in out-performing his opponent.
- King in the ability to articulate his message.
- King in securing the votes needed to put him over the top.
- King in his ability to bring people together.
- King in rallying up his forces.
- King in being able to maintain his cool under the microscope.
- King in turning some key Red States into Blue States.
- King in being able to secure confidence in people that he could do it.
- King in capturing the attention of the world.
- King in making the America and world feel that America can once again regain the respect and leadership role she once held among other nations.
- And king in his willingness to accept that it is not going to be easy but that he had the personality, the skills, the attitude and confidence to get the job done in order to re-establish America…rebuilt her…and secure her.
It’s Obama, baby.
Could this miracle in America have happened without the aid and support of everyday people like you and me…it is very unlikely. Barrack Obama expressed it well last night when he said, “When I got started, I wasn’t the most likely candidate.”
But people like you and me who believe that America can do anything…and that she is worth the effort of going out and seeking to make her the best that she can be. Many times it does mean that we have to come together and overlook our differences so that we might seek good over evil. Because at the end of the day…we all care about the exact same things…our children and the future direction of this country.
I am elated at the choice we made last night. It was the right choice and it was a good choice. And when I woke up this morning after staying up most of the night waiting on the returns from California and the other West Coast states…I woke up feeling relieved and excited about America and about the new course she will now be on. A course of healing and reconciling…mending and re-befriending.
Once again America can hold her head up high as we are at last finally about to come from under the dark cloud of the Bush Administration.
As you watched and listened to President Obama last night delivering his acceptance speech…you saw in his body language, demeaner and facial expressions that he realized the difficulty of the job that was now ahead. It won’t be easy. But for some reason I sense that Barrack Obama would have it no other way. The challenge is one he recognized from the onset. And yet…he decided to take it. I feel assured that he is going to pull America through these times of hardship like Roosevelt did in the 40’s. http://www.whitehouse.gov/history/presidents/fr32.html
One can sense that Obama seeks neither fame nor glory…but that he saw a need and felt that there needed to be someone in the right place to faciliate that need. And that person should be him…because he genuinely cared about the direction of America. Not only for himself…but for his children…and also for us all.
America has been hurting for 8 long years…and now we can all breathe a sigh of relief. A new day has arrived…and it is a done deal. Barrack Obama is now President of the United States of America.
Highest amount of money ever raised for any cadidate during any election in American history ( over $700 millions raised by the Obama Campiagn)
Highest voter turnout in over 40 years for a Presidential Election
Race proved not a factor…more white men, white women and Hispanic voted for Obama than for John Kerry in the 2004 Presidential Election between Kerry and George Bush…as well as those from various other racial groups in America
Virginia, Florida, New Mexico, Iowa, Nevada, Ohio, Indiana, Colorado, North Carolina all turned to Blue States for the first time since 1968, voting for a Democratic President, Barrack Obama.
The highest number of college students participating in an American election ever
Over 95% of the African American vote…over 66% of the Hispanic vote…over 52% of women’s vote…over 42% white male vote
The tears last night in Oprah Winfrey’s eyes and Jessie Jackson’s eyes spoke volumes. If you really want to know what this monumental moment in history really means to and for so many people…then those tears told you the story. Oprah and Jessie were not the only ones crying. There were hundred of thousands of others…including me…crying. There were those who remembered when the only time a black man stood in the middle of a square before crowds of people in this country…he was standing on the auction block wating to be sold off into slavery.
They also were crying because they remember the fire hoses and the police dogs which had been unleased upon black people to keep them from marching to demand a right to vote in this country. A right to enter a department store and to be able to walk up the lunch counter and order something to eat without being spat upon then beat and chased out of the store.
days that John, Martin and Bobby were killed. And now God has bless them and us all to see this day.
I am so happy for this day.
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God bless…us all.
2 comments November 5, 2008
It has to be the biggest political con job in the world.
I will tell you this…if I had known anything about that video footage that that woman had shot of John behind the scene…I would have been able to tell that he was not what he projected in public…on the political stage.
Where I had thought of him being quiet and comtemplative…in the footage he is chatty and laughs a lot…such as the time in his behind the scene footage where he is in the car. He tells how he told the television host that if he were going to run for President then he would announce it on his show. In that sequence…you see a John Edwards who marvels at his own craftiness…something that you totally would not expect of him. Then there is another sequence where he looks into the camera playfully teasing with the woman (Rielle Hunter) and calls her ‘camera-girl.’ Yeah…and that was not all she was.
Yes, in that footage of John Edwards behind the scenes…you do see a side of Edwards that you didn’t know was there.
It would seem that the person whom I thought he was…was really just a fake.
Media is a great tool…but you better know how to use it. And use it wisely.
If you are going to have a camera following you shooting behind the scene footage of you as a mean of aiding in people getting to know you…you better not forget that there is a camera there catching your every nuance and word.
In fact, if a camera is there…you better remember that you are still on stage. Something that Jesse Jackson, I think, recently just learned.
But Edwards…I thought he was a family guy.
I thought his wife was his childhood sweetheart…and the only woman he had ever known.
Well…that is what he made it sound like every time I ever heard him tell the story.
The Nightline interview was a disaster for poor John…whom in watching you got the distinct idea that maybe his wife told him that she wasn’t going on the show with him. It was in how when he tried to explain her not being there…he stammered and stuttered through it…which is something he did through much of that interview.
Finally, poor John just broke down saying he was a man who needed to do it alone…talking about the interview. And I am sure he was right…as it seems he had no problem doing a lot of other things alone…I mean without his wife.
A novice filmmaker whom Edwards met in a bar in New York City, Rielle Hunter managed to land a job on Edwards’ staff during his 2004 bid for the White House. And he paid her $100,014.00 to do it…to shoot behind the scene video footage???
Hiring that woman…putting her upon his payroll was more than a one time thing…she got to fly around the world with him pretending to just be shooting behind the scene video footage.
For Edwards to claim that being 99% honest is not enough…shows just how far off the mark he really is.
What kind of a dumb statement is that?
His claims of no affair…and not being unfaithful to his wife…were 100% untrue. He wasn’t even 1% honest. So, how could he lay claim to being 99% honest…when he was not being honest at all?
What a con job.
What a con job.
To read and see more on this CLICK the 2 LINKS below and then check out the youtube footage.
How do you throw away everything just like that?
People do it everyday…they just take everything and flush it down the toilet for something that later on they mostly all come to regret…all for a few fleeting moments of supposed ecstasy.
Being in media as a woman you come in contact with a lot of men. Sometimes it can be quite sickening. There seems to be something inside men that can’t stop them from trying to chase down women…young and old…no matter what they look like. And, of course, the opposite can sometimes be equally as true of women chasing down men…particularly rich and powerful men…or men in the arts and media.
But lets stick with men for the moment…maybe it is a thing of trying to see if they still have it going on. Who knows.
Sometimes it is just about seeing how many women they can get sexually.
I recall getting into a cab and the cabby telling me out of the clear blue sky that he was not one of those 30 second men. Which he followed up by asking me to have sex with him.
I acted as those I had not heard him…and never commented on the subject.
He was not a bad looking guy…but why bring up something like that? Or ask me something like that?
I recall once in New York City having to rush a package to Fed-ex on 42nd Street…as it was the last Fed-ex office open any where in the city at that hour which near midnight…and my package needed to be in the mail and postmarked before midnight.
I jumped into the cab in the Wall Street area and asked the cabby to rush.
When I was getting out of the cab to rush inside Fed-ex…happy to final reach my destination and get out, he took my money asking me-
“Do you want me to wait?”
And I said, “No, it is going to take me a while.”
“That’s okay. I don’t mind waiting.”
I told him no…but that cabby waited and waited just outside that Fed-ex office on me.
Once I was through getting my package off…I stood inside wondering what I was going to do…as I could clearly see the cab outside throught the window of the Fed-ex office…he was really waiting on me.
Of all the women in New York…why me?
Luckily that Fed-ex office stayed open through the night. But also very fortunate for me…I noticed that there was a bus stop right outside it’s door.
A group of people were waiting on the bus…and as the bus pulled up…I dashed out of the Fed-ex office and leaped on the bus taking it to the nearest train station so I could jump the train to Brooklyn.
Talk about ‘Sex n da City.’
But why are men like that?
I once got a job offer to do radio…I forget where really but it was somewhere South. The radio station manager/program director and I were talking on the phone trying to work out all the particulars for my arrival…when I asked-
“So, where will I be staying?”
“I thought you could stay with me until we can find you a place.”
He went on to tell me about his house and how much room he had.
There went that job.
That was it for him. Needless to say…I never set one foot in that radio station or his house. But thank God he had be truthful in saying what he did…otherwise I may have been stuck.
Enjoy you day. and God bless….
UPDATE on EDWARD’S STORY: It is amazing to me just how many men… and I guess women also… toss aside a good decent relationship. They chose trash over class… and seem to at the time be obssessed with what they are doing and who they are doing it with… until it all starts to fall apart. And they find out they lost more than they can ever hope to regain.
Below is the LINK to Elizabeth Edward’s story of her final battle with cancer. But let me preference this by saying… I truly believe that no matter what doctors say… God has the final word. And I pray that she will yet some more time… and without pain.
Oh, yeah. I’m usually excited about the Olympics but this year for whatever reason I could care less. Haven’t turned on the television one time to watch anything…and probably won’t. May regret it…but for some reason I am just not interested.
I have 2 funerals this week that I must attend. Thursday is the funeral for my friend whom I informed you in earlier blogs that we believed that she was in the process of passing. The following day after she had passed I received a call that a cousin in Florida had just passed, as well. I am happy for them both to be released from the cares and pain of this world. As I know that in the end they both were suffering and had lingered in states that they really didn’t want to be in.
It is so hard to loose love ones. But it is exceedingly hard to see someone suffer…and get so far down that they can do nothing for themselves.
My friend whom we had believed was passing had gotten into a state where she could not walk, eat or talk…and could not even turn herself having become bed ridden. It was hard seeing someone who had been so active and alert in that state…someone with whom I had shared some much and her with me. I wanted to take her out of the rehab center and take her for one last drive around the city…but I was told she was unable to leave.
All I could think about was giving her one last time out in the fresh air.
When I was in LA…one morning we went for brunch on Sunset Blvd at some vegetarian place. We were seated at the table…and I heard a voice. The voice caught my hear and it was right beside me.
I knew immediately who it was…I afterall had played his music over the radio airwaves for years. And at college when his ‘Black Moses’ album came out…if you worked overnight…or late into the AM…we would just put it on and let a whole side play.
When I heard the voice I didn’t dare look over. I looked down instead. And there to my surprise was this long leg stretched over near me…with a loose sandal on its foot.
I knew that voice anywhere…and had often debated who was greater…more talented…him or Barry White.
It was of course, Issac Hayes…in my opinion. He was seated at the table with a white woman…who I thought was an agent or PR person…as they were talking business.
I could not believe that I was in LA…and seated right next to me was Issac Hayes…the Black Moses. And when I say seated next to me…he wasn’t even 5 inches away.
I didn’t say anything to him…we never interrupted him…as I made everyone at the table aware that I was sitting next to Issac Hayes.
Then a few weeks after getting back into New York…there was that voice again. He was now on my radio…aiding in doing the KISS-FM morning radio show…Issac Hayes, Linda Tripp and the whole 98.7 FM morning crew.
Sorry, but I don’t have any Bernie Mack stories except I liked his TV show…the few times I had an opportunity to watch it. It definitely was an intelligent program that not only entertained but tried to pass along a lesson or 2…Bernie style.
There is much death all about.
The Bible says…we know not when…or where.
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Don’t forget that if you are not registered to vote…please get out and get registered…and take everybody with you who you know is not…or bring them back the registration forms to get registered. And we will see you all in the voting booth come November…Obama…all the way! © 2009
Add a comment August 11, 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
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
Add a comment July 18, 2008
It is blaffling how anyone who himself once supposedly represented the hopes and dreams of so many African-American people in this country could have made such a shocking statement as the Rev Jesse Jackson concerning castrating Barack Obama…and then follow it by a gesture of grabbing or snatching…jerking his arm…aimed at exhibiting his desire to cut off the private parts of Barack. It is shameful…and can certainly not be washed away by a zillion apologies or sadden downcast looks.
There is something so sick about what Jesse Jackson did and said concerning Barack Obama. And then to have called Obama the “N” word too.
I have to tell you that…you really have to go up on youtube and watch the clips of the View. They are quite entertaining…and in many ways quite refreshing as the conversations those women have on that show really do typify the concerns of most Americans on a myriad of issues that effect us all, and issues that we all debate between ourselves from time to time. But in one of the clips the issue that women of the View are debating is the use of the “N” word.
Whoopi states that she would rather people just said the word and get it out in the open rather than call it “the N word.” Her rationale for making that statement was that people are thinking it anyway so they might as well just say it.That is not a good rationale.It is littered with inconsistences.
Because you think it…I should allow you to call me that?
Because you think to kill someone…we should allow you to go out and kill them because you thought it?
No. That would be wrong.
We cannot justify wrong by allowing it. Wrong is wrong…whether they say or think it.
Anything meant to be demeaning or hateful…or degrading to anyone or any group should not be allowed. And should never become acceptable.
A negative can never be made a positive…it goes against nature, logic and science.
No other group in this country or anywhere else has ever taken on a name meant to demean them. In fact, you don’t even hear many of those words used anymore…like “Spic”….”Whop”…”Cracker”…it has been so long…and we don’t even hear these words anymore…so much so that I can’t even think of the rest of them that I used to know and hear.
Yet, that one word…that “N” word is striving and doing well. In fact, it is blowing up big time. Every little radical rapper who wants to make a name for himself can’t drop it enough. They incorporate it into the group name, put it in the title of their CD tracks, use it as their CD title…it is all in their lyrics…etc…
Because it incites people. It stirs up emotions. And they say-
“Oh, it’s okay because we don’t say it using ‘er’ but with ‘ah’.”
As if spoken any kind of way could make a word that was used to degrade, insult, belittle and demean black folks in this country could really at any time be alright. A word that many were killed over…died over…fought over…and got hung because of.
How do you erase that?
How can you undo the pain that such a word caused?
How do you remove the grief that that word brought about?
How can you bring back those who thought it was well worth their pride and dignity to get hung, killed, jailed, tarred, feathered and beat…or defiled rejecting the use of that word against them and their families?
The Bible says-
“My people parish for lack of knowledge.”
It is not knowledge that the kids or these rappers lack…but a sense of loyalty. They see a big pay check down the road…and they forget the debt that was paid…the blood shed…so that they could have the opportunities that they have today.
How many of them took a trip to DC to pay their respect to Mrs. Rosa Parks as she laid in the Rotunda? Or when they ride across Rosa Parks Blvd in Detroit…do they think about what she did that day on the bus in Montgomery, AL…and how her act impacted all our lives?
One could argue that the kids don’t know the history.
And whose fault is that?
One could equally argue…that they (the kids…these rappers etc.) know enough about it (the ‘N’ word) and our history to know the controversy that the use of that word will bring to them and their project. And that does equate into revenue. So, they know something…they are not as dumb as they would like us to believe. And the companies behind them recognize that controversy sells.
Jesse Jackson and Whoopi they are old school…they know the pain of that word…and though Jesse speaks one thing…his own use of that word he never relinquished. And Whoopi, though bright on some subjects…faulters on others. This has always been the problem that we have had among us…it really plagues us. We simply cannot come to a mutual consensus on anything that is vital to us.
The “N” word does not need a superficial burial…but instead it needs to be universally respected that the “N” word is something that we will never call ourselves nor allow others to call us ever again.
It needs to be shredded and lost in the annals of history along with all those other negative words and names which even I can no longer remember…and that other folks refused to allow to be attached to them.
To walk around using the “N” word and allowing others to call us by it…is to continue with a slave mentality…self-imposed. And continuous self-degradation against ourselves.
Whenever people such as Don Imus…get caught and put under fire for saying negative things towards us…they always point to how some of those within our our culture use and say those very same things.
That should never ever be the case.
You never hear the Jews or any other group giving people that kind of power or ammunition against them by trying to justify anything said or done with regard to them because of negative labels they have attached to themselves.
No. It is unheard of…except………………for us.
Well, I have been sleeping all day. Been very tired. I think I needed some real food. Never eat much during the summer. But then I am very anemic also…so, that attributes to my being a little bit tired and weak from time to time.
I’m suppose to take iron tablets but who does what they are suppose to do?
I’ll get up feeling energized in the morning…I’m sure. And I should…since I have slept most of today away.
But then I have been on the road. And that does tire you out a little bit too. But I love the road.
And I love sitting out just taking in the beauty that God has given us.
Have a good day…and just take a look around and check out what God has given us. Enjoy it. And if it gets too warm head for the beach…yeah…
And oh, yeah…no donuts tonight. 🙂 ….God bless… ©2008
Add a comment July 17, 2008
I am truly just so fed up with Jesse Jackson.
What black man in the 21st Century discusses cutting off another man’s ___’_? And this man calls himself a Reverend?
Now, I’m going to ask the question that I have never ever thought of before.
But what church does Jesse Jackson belong to?
And where does he minister at?
I have never once heard of any church affiliations concerning the right Rev. Jesse Jackson.
Maybe it’s Barack’s youngfulness or his vigor…but Jesse is certainly jealous of something.
Perhaps it is that Barack Obama has somehow managed to excel in anything that Jesse has ever done. In a single bound Barack Obama has eclipsed Jesse in everything that Jesse has done including his run for the White House.
Barack Obama has ignited a movement behind him that even Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. would be impressed by. Had Dr. Martin L. King, Jr. had half of what Barack Obama has behind him in terms of just African-American unity the Civil Rights Movement may have been 3 or 4 times the wonder it ended up being. Dr. King had to struggle against many naysayers, the likes of which Malcolm X was one, many black civic groups and also some black churches, and clergy.
After Clarence Thomas and his so-called ‘electronic lyching’…imagine him putting those 2 words together…and it worked…he became a Justice of the Supreme Court. But for a black man to conjure up the topic of castration against another black man in a conversation in a television studio where there are nothing but mics and cameras is outrageous…simply outrageous.
And let me note that that conversation anywhere would have been outrageous…not just in a television studio…but in a mall, at home…in the hallway of your church…anywhere.
That kind of thing is just crazy.
And even more so for a man who was a supposed fore-leader of the black community and was looked upon by media as a spokeperson for black people of America. Not to mention, that Jesse Jackson is a man who has for years claimed an undying love and respect for his people…with special regard for those who dream big and are not afraid to challenge their dreams…by going after them. I’m sure you must remember his “I am somebody speech.” That speech ends with these words-
“If I can dream it. I can achieve it.”
And for this man…this mis-lead creature to come from a time in African-American history where black men really were castrated…tarred and feathered…and lyched…AND to have been an active participant in the Civil Rights movement in the country of the 1960’s himself…to forsake all of that to say that he wished he could chop off the private parts of the first African-American to ever come within a stone’s throw of the White House…and may very well be the next President of the United States…where is your mind, Jesse Jackson?
What is it?
Can you chalk it up to another episode of ‘mid-life crisis Jesse Jackson style?’
Can merely saying ‘it was a slip of the tongue’ wipe it from the record decks and playback monitors? Or keep it off of youtube?
Or is it…that you have met someone in Barack Obama who can’t be pimped, used or abused…who failed to get caught up in your hype? And so, you decided to take a swipe.
Slowly fading into the wind…you’ve had your days when you could remember when…
But then you would slip…and someone would have pencil or a pen…and then you would find yourself reeling again.
Reverend, adulter, old man and father.
I don’t think that Barack’s Father’s Day speech was talking down to black people, or condescending. However, Jesse Jackson, he may have well been talking to fathers just like you.
Slowly but surely the curtains are starting to be drawn back…exposing you while all the while pretending to be on Barack’s side. Now, I am beginning to feel that I have more respect for Bob Johnson of BET…and that is about as low as I can go.
I know I am suppose to be Christain and Godly…but I hate deceit and deceitfulness.
With every episode Jesse Jackson’s light is growing dimmer and dimmer. A man in the 60’s whom I thought was finer than fine, and who walked with kings.
My, how we have fallen…
Today, I did a lot of running around. I am finally really going into the rib business. I went out and spent far more money than I intended as I purchased utensils for my set-up. You’ve got to have the right grill forks, tongs, bashing brush, grill scrubber etc…etc…
I guess you can say that ‘they saw me coming.’ Now, I’m about $400 short for the grill price which I had specially made. Oh, me….oh, my.
Enjoy your day tomorrow…as I will be spending mines probably begging my son to lean me the extra money so I can finally get my grill. What’s a mother to do????? God bless….
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