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MUHAMMAD ALI… GONE AND I DOUBT THAT ‘THE GREATEST’S’ FLAME WILL EVER BE FORGOTTEN… OR GO OUT… and ORLANDO GAY CLUB KILLINGS…
Well, even his illness Muhammad Ali managed to avoid having passed long ago. For sure
some will say he fought a great fight… and perhaps his greatest was out side the ring fighting Parkinson.
I really do not know many people who have had the staying power of Muhammad Ali when it comes to battling the disease of Parkinson. And I guess 1 can say Ali fought and won because he managed, regardless of all the shaking… to keep his humor and be able to see the world in a light that most of us have no idea of… and the blessings we all have who do not have to battle to live or do for ourselves.
I will never forget when Ali stood before the cameras and said because he did not believe in killing people based upon his religious belief… he, therefore, refused to be drafted and go to war, and fight in the Vietnam war. That action caused many who hated this young black kid, who was so skillful in the boxing ring to get the ammunition to really go after him. But though that action did color his earlier boxing achievements… and ended up with his title being taken from him, Muhammad Ali never let that stop him from being the regal sportsmen he continued to be until the day he died.
Another time I will never forget is when Ali during his time from being not allowed to box by the U. S. government… came to visit our college campus. He was in our Black House… the black student organization building… and he came to talk to us. I cannot remember what Ali talked about… as all I can remember about that day was that there were a number of us black students in the our Black House that day… and Ali took a hundred dollar bill and bought McDonald’s for all of us. This may not sound like much to you but to a whole bunch of mid-afternoon starving college students it was something truly great. We were ecstatic that this great boxer was on our campus and we had a chance to meet him 1 on 1. Could not get home quick enough to tell my daddy… who was a major Muhammad Ali fan.
Those of us who were fortunate enough to witness Ali from the
beginning until his end can truly say that he was indeed ‘the greatest of all times.’ No other box has bought to the prize ring the kind of interest and excitement of an Muhammad Ali fight… which was always colorful and full of rhythms such as, ‘Float like a butterfly and sting like a bee.’ Or give us a thrill like the ‘Thriller in Ma’nilla.’
Not many have lived to see the greatest basketball player of all times... Michael Jordan. Or the greatest female sister tennis players of all times… Venus and Serena Williams. Or the greatest base ball players of all times… Hank Aaron. The greatest golfer of all times… Tiger Woods. Or the greatest female vocalist of all times… Whitney Houston… and the greatest entertainer of all times… Michael Jackson. And Muhammad Ali the greatest heavy weight boxer of all times… from the Olympics into the professional boxing ring. And what a gift for trash talking
…until 1 day God shut all that down… but did not take his life until now.
Yes, he was pretty. No boxer prettier… or sharper or more on point than Ali. And an Ali fight was guaranteed to be exciting and filled with the unexpected.
Watching the funeral on the television and seeing all the religious leaders seated on the stage at Ali’s funeral, and being fully aware of Ali’s own religious beliefs… I could not help but think, ‘If you serve anything other than the 1 and only living God, and his son Jesus… than you can belong to as many religion groups as you want, and be the very best person in the world and never make it to heaven.’
It is my hope that Muhammad Ali’s last and fight battle was 1 he also won… and came to professed that Jesus is Lord, and not a lower prophet under Allah.
Odd how that massive and very powerful man was never stopped by any of his opponents, who were also big strong massive heavy weight men with plenty of strength. But having
suffered so many head injuries brought about a disease that ‘the greatest’ wrestled with for a very long time… and now probably never was overcome by it… but by age instead. And he went out of here smiling at the ripe old age of 74…smiling because he defeated Parkinson too… but could not overcome age though many have tried.
One thing is for sure …Foreman… Frazier… and all the rest would never be nothing if there had not been an Ali, who allowed them the privilege to claim into his ring…
Well, God bless… and hope you have a beautiful weekend this weekend. But as I close I cannot help but think about the terrible chain of events that took place in Orlando just this week.
After over a hundred people were shot and more than 50 killed it is insane to me to hear any pastor or supposed religious man laughing and stating from his pulpit that the cold blooded murder who shot and killed those people should have killed everybody who was in that gay club?
I have wonder what Bible are people studying from?
What manner of doctrine are they reading where it says, ‘God hated homosexuals enough to want them all dead.” If that were the case I am more than sure that God even back in Biblical times surely would not have stopped with merely Sodom and Gomorrah… especially since it is widely known as recognized as almost customary for such things as that among men in Greece during that time.
There is no way that this Orlando gay night club shooting should not be classified as a ‘hate crime’ irregardless of the ethnic background of the shooter and his religion… because this crime was perpetrated solely against the gay men in that club for reasons of hate… due to their sexuality … perhaps because he found them to be attractive… and of interest to his sick perverted sexual desires, which to the shooters ethnic group were both against his religion and ethnicity. Whom himself frequent that club trying to date many of those men… and met up with Hispanic gay men over the internet. And there can be denying that this all came about just as we entered into June, which is gay pride month.
Our God has not given unto us the spirit of hate… or hate mongering. But of love. Biblical scripture tells us that we are to love one another as we lover ourselves… this comes without conditions or any special exemptions.
I’m off my band wagon for now. But I pray that God sincerely touch every heart and change ever deprived mind that seeks to do evil.
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Add a comment June 18, 2016
They say a picture speaks a thousand words…
Allyson Felix…got it! She’s going home with gold.
Gabby Douglas…got a $90 million endorsement deal with Kellogg’s. Didn’t you…
and don’t you still love Kellogg’s’ corn flakes?
The tag team known as Serena and Venus…took away the gold
in the Women’s Tennis Doubles. And
Serena sweep the Women’s Single’s to walk away with its gold.
Yeah, I do…think it. A picture really does say a thousand words.
Well, God bless…
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Add a comment August 8, 2012
Wow, over the period of a few short months it is amazing how quickly things can change.
I just finished getting a text from a friend… and she began laying out to me just how very different this summer has been for her …juxtapose to last summer. Last summer we were breezing around eating hot dogs and ice cream cones here and there. While this summer we have yet to even see 1 another… and she just told me why?
The other thing is she has also been shuttling her daughter around… because her daughter’s car blew its engine. And they kindda just within a few months or so… just bought her that car to get around in at school.
And on top of all of this …she has her own health issues… and to top it all off… just last year her mother passed.
Did somebody say, “When it rains it pours?”
I guess my friend can attest to that.
And I thought I was facing something.
While sitting there texting back and forth with my friend with her laying out her summer woes to me… some workers on the college campus came in and sat down in the school cafeteria near me. And Jim, 1 of the workers, began laying out his summer to me… saying what a nightmare it has been for him on the job.
It seems that the whole campus heating system blew… which also effected the school air conditioning system. This in turn it seems forced all the summer classes to be placed in his building… the building he cleans. Which meant that while most of the summers he has only had to strip floors and do some waxing here and there at his leisure… not so this summer. This summer the floor stripping and waxing had to be put off… as his cleaning responsibilities had been far more than just doubled … say trippled by the additional people now using his building for classes.
But what Jim also told me kind of gave me reason to pause. He said that the school heating system was going to cost the school $2 million to replace… and that the school just did not have the money to get it fix. Jim also said that this winter students may be sitting in the cold all over the campus.
Wow… and I thought I was dealing with something.
Two million dollars????
And I thought I had heating problems.
While sitting there texting my friend and talking to Jim… I then got a phone call from a niece asking for some money. She said she was short on her rent, and that she had no money for food.
It is funny just how quickly your prespective on your own problems can change… when you come to realize just what other people are going through.
You know what?
I just realized just how blessed I am.
I am blessed. I am truly blessed… doesn’t matter what it looks like… or what it sounds like …land court… foreclosure notices… bills… repo’s… shut-off notices… etc…etc…etc. I want you to know that I AM BLESSED.
Hey, I would like to take this time to acknowledge all of you who have purchased my book, THE BISHOP’S WIFE… can’t believe it. I definitely hope that each of you are enjoying it and have found it to be a good read. Please let me know what you have to say about it… I would love to hear from you. You can reach me by either emailing me… of which my email address appears in my book. Or you can just leave a comment right here on my blog.
Well, it looks like rain… so I have to get out of here gotta get downtown to pay something on my parent’s taxes.
Well, God bless… and enjoy your weekend. I need some real rest. Lately been waking feeling tired…but I guess if you went to sleep most nites after 3 AM you would be too. But I think that I am going to try and take it this weekend… in between pulling out and trying to kill some weeds around the yard.
The Olympic Games… haven’t said much about them… because I no longer watch much tv. But happy about Gabby grabbing that gold… hadn’t missed that since it is all over the internet. She is stepping in the steps of another great gymnast… Dominique Dawns. And what a champion she was… and still is.
Usain Bolt “the Bolt” proved again during the Olympic Games that he is unbeatable. He is the world’s fastest man… nobody can even touch him. “The Bolt” is in a class all of his own… just proves what ‘yard’ cookin’ (as they say in Jamaica) …and having to walk for miles can build strength like nothing else can. Yea, Jamaica!
And I really cannot say enough about Serena this year… she has turned it all the way up. In spite of earlier health issues she has the determination of a true winner to not give in to it. Because to win… to win big… and to continuously perform on a very high level takes a lot… and whatever that lot is… lets say it is desire… a deep desire to win… and a desire to win all the time. Truly Serena has it.
But what amazes me more and more about the Williams Sisters is their great passion not only for the game of tennis… but for each other… and their family. What a family… It is wonderful to watch their great out-pouring of love for one another and dedication. Even though their mother and father are no longer together it has never prohibited them, mom and dad… from being in stadium for their daughters.
I like through thick and thin stories… and this Olympic Games has more than a few of them. Truly all the athletes are to be applauded. It takes a lot of lonely hours… mixed with sweat to be at the top of your sport… and they do it. They do what it takes to not only get to the top… but stay there.
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Add a comment August 3, 2012
Because she could. And because that is what the law tells them.
You know the law?
The law that prohibits parents from chastising their children. A law which many times clearly has made parents victims due to unruly children. Because if the child doesn’t like what the parent has done …or says… all they have to do is drop a dime… or in other words… pick up the phone and call the police on their mother or father… or both of them.
The information when this story broke was that Creflo and his daughter had been in a dispute… which arose upon his daughter asking him… her father… if she could go to a party.
I have heard of many children who wanted to go against their parents … then decide that they would settle the matter simply by picking up the phone and calling the police on their parents.
So, of course… I thought this was just 1 of those stories. Where a 15-year-old spoiled child decided that she did not like that her father told her ‘no’ she could not go to the party. So, she therefore picked up the telephone of him… or popped open her cell …and called the police lying on her father… telling them that he had choked her.
That is what I believed and that is how I thought that it had happened.
So, I never felt that Pastor Creflo Dollar had really done anything wrong.
But it was not until I heard his recounting of the incident before his congregation… and after listening to his daughter’s 911 phone call… that I must say that I am not entirely sure that maybe the daughter did lie.
Here is her 911 call:
Now here is Creflo’s account of that situation:
Since I know neither of the 2 parties it is hard to determine what and what is true. But it was Creflo’s own words and how he just seemed to literally throw his daughter up under the bus regarding the whole incident while speaking to his church, in his accounting of what his daughter said had happened, that stuck me as… hmmm. He virtually called her a liar and continued to pounce upon her. And that is what I felt was odd.
I do not believe a loving father… or any parent angry or not get before people and begins to pounce upon their children making their child appear bad or evil.
As a parent I have at times found myself angry at my son… and didn’t like something that he said to me . But there are ways that parents handle these type of things privately. Though at times I have had to admonish my son that he needed to tread lightly a couple of times while in public… as since he has reached his 30’s he has at times needed to be reminded ‘that I am still the parent.’
While speaking Creflo took the opportunity to turn his message on its heels making himself the victim.
There is no doubt that this present system of taking the control out of the hands of parents to properly chastise their children… has made many parents almost helpless when it comes to their interactions with their own children.
It is clearly stated in the Biblical text that parents should not spare the rod. Without following the instruction of God our children will become unruly… untrained… disorderly… and lack moral standards. But with proper training… love… and guidance our children will make us glad. It is Biblical text…
I knew a young mother… she had at lease 4 children and I doubt that she was older than 24 or 25. One day in passing she informed me that she was having problems with her youngest child in school. And she told me that they wanted to medicate him… I counselled her against that.
The little boy was bad… and very busy. But I told to not let anyone give any of her children anything that would alter their mind… because it would rob her children of their lives. And she told me how her oldest boy had call 911 on her… and how afraid she now was of trying to disciple any of her children in the least.
I was shock as her oldest child, who was at the time was just about maybe 9 or 10… was a very likeable and handsome boy. He often stopped by my yard to speak with me as he passed by. I found him very pleasurable… and never would have thought that he would have imagined to do such a thing. But he had… the that incident scared his poor mother enough into not doing anything for any 1 of them, for fear of 1 of them ever picking up the phone on her again… and her children being taken away.
It is clear that the law against parents chastising their children binds the hands of good parents… people who love their children and only want to see that they do well.
No one enjoys little children who have no training at all. They are like little animals… and as they grow up to they become even worst.
I was once investigated. My son and I laugh about it today… but when it happened that thang scared me to death because all I could see was that ‘they’ were going to remove my son from our house. That would have destroyed me… I doubt that I would have stayed around to let such a thing happen to my child.
But the investigation was dropped when it was discerned that it had no merit.
My investigation stemmed from my son not doing academically well in school. So, the school suggested that I allow them to test him to see why. I was young and foolish then… don’t let the school do any type of psycho-analyzing of your children. Because they sit in rooms asking your children about everything but what they told you they were going to do. And that is what brought about my dilemma… my son had not called anyone on me… but the school began questioning him about me… whether I whipped him or not etc…etc… etc…
Needless to say I have since learned. I am not the smartest but that situation taught me something… and I learned it shortly after I gave my permission for that school to tell me why my son’s grade were not so good.
How innocent was that?
That nearly had my son removed from our home… and placed into foster care. There is something wrong with this system… and it truly works against parents… good parents.
I did not stop chastising my son… but I did tell him that if he ever told anyone that I whopped him that I would kill him. And that is what we laugh over today. He tells me that I was always threatening to kill him…
“Boy, I’m going to kill you!”
It was kindda the way folks spoke back then. Most parents said it… but none really meant it.
However, the world has changed today… different kind of parents. And that is truly sad… and what has brought about this problem.
Just in case I don’t write anything else for a while let me just include this.
Serena Williams took Wimbledon winning the Women’s Single… then turning right around and grabbing the Women’s Doubles title with her sister, Venus.
Venus was turned away in having lost early in the Women’s Single matches… largely due to her illness which renders her to be tired. But the illness did not stop her when it came to the Women’s Doubles finals match, where both little sis and big sis walked away with the big one together.
I am very happy for them both. I love their family. Just love seeing the love… appreciation and unity they all have… and through the situations and turmoil they still WIN!
Together Serena and Venus have won 13 Grand Slam Doubles titles together… and with Serena’s Wimbledon Single’s win a couple of weeks ago… the have between them 10 Wimbledon Single wins… with each of them having amassed 5 a piece.
Now, how good is that????
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Add a comment July 23, 2012
Okay…okay…maybe it was because I just can’t seem to agree with the skimpy clothes or skin-like almost naked look of Venus’ under garments of her tennis outfits. But that does not mean that they are not the best…or perhaps the greatest sister act to ever hit the World Tennis Courts.
So, then why did the Austrian Open fail to include their names. Venus and Serena Williams… in its list of ‘the ten most beautiful women?’
Beauty can be measured in a number of ways. But if you are looking at beauty as it pertains to women’s looks… then you certainly cannot overlook the Williams sisters. And they are more than just physically beautiful.
Some people even believe that a good mind is beautiful. And if you are one of those then… they are beautiful even in that.
Some believe that having height is beautiful. I love height. And if you think that being tall is a sign of beauty… then you can agree here. That the William sisters are beautiful.
Some people look at your skill and ability, and find beauty in that. Maybe, you are one of those. Certainly, it cannot be said that they… neither Venus nor Serena are lacking in either of those departments. In fact, they possess great skill and ability in all the things that they do… be it designing jewelry, or designing sets for television or video productions… or designing clothes …or slicing tennis balls straight down the court and making Aces.
Yes, the Williams sisters possess talent, skill, ability, smarts, intellect, height, charm, elegance… and everything else.
Well, you figure that one out. I have my own opinion on the matter already… and you probably know what it is.
All in all… whether they were picked or not for that list… what can you say except… they are still winners in everybody’s book. And very much still at the top of their game.
Now, how could your overlook that?
Who says that the under pants to Venus’ tennis outfits have to be only white?
Evidently, it is not in the rule book.
The other young ladies on the tennis court wear white under garments and nobody says that they are trying to give off the illusion of being naked…being that they are white. So, why then should we perceive that Venus is trying to give off an illusion of being naked… even though that might have been what she expressed when she was confronted by a bunch of foolish questions concerning the matter.
Can you believe that an article states that when Venus steps out on the court at the US Open this year…she will do so as the ‘under-dog?’
Clearly, many in the tennis hate the Williams sisters…and simply just wish that they would just disappear.
Well, hope that you enjoy your weekend this weekend. The kids are back at school here on Monday. Unlike when I was growing up you don’t really see parents out shopping for school clothes the way they used to. My son says that it is because kids wear uniforms now.
Then today too… many kids have to supply themselves with their own notebooks, pens, pencils, and paper… etc…etc…etc…
And everybody is wondering why they kids are not getting the education that they should?
What tools are we giving them so they can?
So, why does the public school system feel that they do?
Where are all our tax dollars going?
Today, the kids have no lockers in their schools to even hang up their coats… or to place their books in… if they were given any. They have to furnish their own pencil sharpeners… art supplies …everything. All of which were given to us when I was in school.
For every class I had… I had a corresponding textbook. These books were given to me as my personal possess for the year, and at the end of year I had to return them back into the possession of the school. But today’s kids don’t have anything like that. Their books can’t leave their classrooms.
So, what happened to all that lotto money?
Why do kids have less in school today than we did yesterday?
And in this environment of less… how can we possibly expect or hope for them to do just as well or even better than we did yesterday?
Now, so much for me standing on top of my soap box.
Enjoy your weekend… and hopefully each and every one of our children… and they all are ours… will have a great and tremendous school year this year.
I have yet to launch my official and new website…but I must say that it looks great. And almost everything is working. Just needs some final tweaking.
Well, God bless…
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2 comments August 28, 2010
Their whole attire is based upon watching people in music videos. That whole thing that they do with fingers…like we used to throw up the peace sign. It’s from watching the guys on the videos. Grinding and grabbing at their stuff…its from…
Well, you get the point.
I have read a couple stories on this romantic little couple…Keyes and her hubby to be.
But how does that happen?
He’s in divorce court…not even un-married yet dropping sperm all over the place while hanging a ring around her neck. Well, I mean on her finger.
Here is a guy where all you have to do is look at his track record and that should give you reason to ease back from him. What kind of man is he that has 2 children with the woman who has him in divorce court, and before settling that matter he impregnates another woman and says-
“Lets get married.”
And I thought I was disappointed in Vivica Fox when she hooked up with 50¢. I thought she was too classy for him…just what I thought about Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown at first. Though I still think that Whitney had more going for her than Bobby Brown, and over a period of time I began to see where neither Whitney or Vivica were quite what I had thought.
Which goes to my point that you should never idolize people who you do not personally know. If you don’t really know them then you do not a true perspective as to who they really are. And that old saying really is quite true-
“All that glitters is not gold.”
Meaning though they may shine…be famous…popular…or whatever but what you see and believe to be good may… Well, it may be something totally different from you think you see. And I am starting to think that about Alicia Keyes.
The guy doesn’t even look like anything to me. But from the articles Alicia is totally smitten by him. And she has to be to want to…or to have allowed herself to fall into the predicament she is in. Pregnant with child by a guy who already has 3 children by 2 different women…and is currently still married.
I hate to say it…but it sounds so ‘ghetto.’ And I say that knowing that many people who live in the ‘ghetto’ do not all act ‘ghetto.’ That is to say that they come out of what is called a ‘ghetto,’ but they do not act or behave in a manner that reflects the negatives of that environment…or the stigma we have come to associate with certain elements within ‘ghettos’ or poorer neighborhoods…such as the character played so realistically by Mo’que in the movie ‘Precious.’
Within ‘the hood’ baby-mama/baby-daddy drama is something well documented…whether you witnessed it on the street or happen to hear someone conversing over a cell phone. You know it when you hear it. It is in the tone of the conversation…the shouting…the emotions…and usually the cussing and swearing.
Amazingly, just like Alicia and this guy, Swizz Beatz. The name alone gives you a clue that there is nothing there. But going back to my initial statement…a few months into a fresh new romance everyone looks as in love as Alicia and this guy in this picture. But then comes the drama.
And I have no doubt that it is going to come…if history has anything to say about it.
The mere fact that he had no respect for Alicia by at least waiting until he finalized his divorce to impregnate her and to set a ring upon her finger…speaks loud and clear. And it ain’t saying ‘love.’
Oh, you may say-
“Oh, he is just trying to do the right thing.”
The right thing?
The right thing was to respect the mother of his 2 children whom he is currently attempting to divorce before dropping a ring on somebody else…and making the other woman pregnant. And Keyes is definitely the other woman in this scenario.
If one went back in time it is possible that the woman who this currently his wife…may have at the time found herself on the other side of the table. And had been the other woman in that scenario between him and the mother of his first child.
It is a know fact that if you meet up with someone this kind of way…where you take them from some else… Well, sooner or later you will find yourself in the same predicament. While the person moves on to the next one.
This guy strikes me as someone who likes to fraternized with women who have made it or are their way to making it. Hint…hint… All gold digger are not female.
The ex-wife to be is a singer too…somebody named Mashonda. Since I do not listen to R&B any more…or rapp…or anything much outside of gospel music…I have never heard of her…or him. But in watching a music video or 2 of his… he definitely has to hook up with someone. Because his talent, if you want to call it that…is not nothing. You might consider him to be another…uhm… Bobby Brown.
So, he was in dire need to go to the next level. And I guess you can say he did just that when he somehow managed to rope Alicia into his web of romance.
At first glance Alicia struck me as clean cut…intelligent…gifted…and a young woman of high standards and morals. But she seems to have believed the hype and sunk into the life of supposed stardom… rapp culture… and whatever else. She seems to have lost some of that style… innocence… and intuitiveness I thought she had.
So, how come she didn’t see this guy coming?
How could she have fallen so deeply under his spell?
Her style changed… her talk changed …she changed. She started showing more…and leaving less to your imagination.
Then I had thought it was going to be Alicia and Common. But Serena Williams tied that up.
But personally she looks smart enough to be a lawyer’s wife… or some doctor’s wife. But somebody with a brain seemed to be what I would have thought Alicia would have wanted. Somebody like a Barack and not a Swizz Beatz.
But maybe like Vivica…Alicia wanted a thug. Just somebody able to throw her down and sex her all night long. But I would have thought that she would’ve wanted far more than that.
Maybe someone she could converse with. Somebody who could do more than flash and throw his hands up in the air… or spin a couple of turntables. Somebody who knew something about responsibility. Somebody who could really love and respect her. Somebody who felt so deeply about her that he would not dare pull her into a mess.
What happened to her common sense?
Why would she want somebody who would pull her down?
Is she oblivious to what has been going on around her concerning messing with married men…and baby-daddies?
Doesn’t she realize that depending upon what state they live in that his children could pull a piece of her earnings too?
Yes, that is right. Once his way of life increases under the influence of Alicia’s money… she could be forced by the court to aid him in supporting his other children due to her income.
I know that it is hard to find men today who do not have any children… but there are some. Some fine decent men waiting on a fine decent woman. Who work and are more than capable of support his queen to be.
I see Alicia carries expensive bags… which cost thousands of dollar, like Chanel, Veneta, Louis Vuitton etc…etc… then why go bottom shelf when it comes to choosing a mate?
And she wouldn’t take a bag that somebody else owned. So, why do that when it comes to a man?
I don’t really know Alicia’s background but I have heard an interview or 2 where she has talked about her schooling and music classes. And it never struck me that she came from the ‘ghetto.’
And let me just state this…that ‘ghetto’ is more a state of mind than being. Because I know people who live in a variety of places including what would be called the ‘ghetto.’ But they do not possess a ‘ghetto’ state of mind.
How do you bring your mistress into Gracie Mansion, the Mayor’s mansion in New York City, where your wife and young son live to do your thing with her?
What kind of woman was she?
I guess Giuliani was just too cheap to get a hotel. But he did not impregnate her… least ways not that we know. And just prior to his attempted run for the White House, he married her.
As to whether they are happy or not… I can’t answer that. But I do not believe any woman can can sleep peacefully at night knowing that have hooked up with someone with a wandering eye. If it wandered 1 time…it can and usually wanders 2 or 3 times. And in Alicia’s case maybe 4… if someone steps up to the plate with more money and appeal.
And he did.
I do not wish Alicia ill… but I just do not see it working out. History always repeats itself, and someone’s nature is their nature. But God…only if God steps in and changes them. And this guy has z history that is speaking loud and very clearly.
But going on to my initial point regarding role models. Like Serena and Venus… I had thought Alicia as a good and decent role model. But this thing about being out-of-wedlock, pregnant and messing with a married man has definitely put a dimmer on that.
The problem is …is that because Alicia is in the public eye she does bear a certain level of responsibility. I have no doubt that she realizes that there are many young girls and young ladies who follow her closely. And for them she sets a kind of standard of excellence and determination.
Her lifestyle and choices like that of many celebrities gets digested, and incorporated into the being of those who follow them. Becoming pregnant by a married man…
Well, it is something most people do not brag about. It shows a level of insecurity… carelessness… and a balant disregard for the other woman on the other side.
This scenario is weighted in history. Its outcomes can be read in newspapers time and time again, due to all kinds of crazy acts of revenge… hatred… threats… kidnappings and murder plots. It is not a pretty situation …and under it no one can truly find happiness.
Because what started wrong in the first place …can’t help but end up wrong too.
Then that is not to say that errors or lapses in judgment can’t happen. But never compound a mistake.
No. She made a mistake. But she does not need to make another mistake… by marrying the wrong person.
Sure she is pregnant with his child. But if he was worth anything that would not be the case.
Clearly, Swizz Beatz lacks certain morals. I know that sounds like a foreign word to some. But morals stand for something. And anyone without them…
Well, would you really want to trust them with your heart?
Apparently, 2 others did. And you can see what was the outcome.
Why should the 3rd…Alicia’s relationship with him be any different?
And don’t say-
“Oh, he might really love her.”
Might is the operative word. He might …and then again he might not. She might just be another trophy to him. Might be just another target for his ego …and something for him to laugh about while chatting with his boys.
As is often in this kind of case… the man walks out on the other woman eventually…leaving her for the next one. It is an endless cycle for those who have no moral consciousness going from 1 woman or young girl to the other.
I pray that women wake up.
Today, we this scenario still plays itself out over and over again. In the story of Leah and Jacob …you can assume that Leah did not love herself very much. The text said that she had a tender eye… whereas Rachel was beautiful. And she could clearly see how much Jacob loved her.
It had to be painful.
Hence, any woman…or girl who loves herself is not going to just allow someone to use them with the hope of winning them over. Or baring a child for them with the hope that this will tie a person to them.
“I don’t know what happened to Marva. She was never ever like that before she met him.”
Before my cousin Marva ‘met him,’ my other cousin shared with me…she was happy and carefree. She loved life… and was always playing practical jokes. But then she ‘met him.’ She loss the essence of who she was.
He did not love her… but he kept stringing her along. Because he knew he had her. She gave him a child… but yet she could not keep him. There were other women in his life …but she refused to let go. Then he married another woman… and my cousin’s life caved in on her.
Suddenly, nothing mattered. Not even her own child. Her thoughts were consumed with him. Her desires were all for him. Then he shun her… cursed her …and stopped seeing her as regular.
And she began attempting suicide.
She succeeded last year when she finally turned a bottle of bleach up to her mouth. This time there was no doctor that could help her.
They could not pump her stomach. It burnt up her insides. And they could do nothing to help her but watch her suffer…for days… my aunt (her mother), her husband (her father) and her other sisters.
But at the funeral they realized that she was now at peace. But what a sad way to go. And what a horrible way of trying to find peace.
What could possess someone to love someone so much…more than than they do themself… or her child… to attempt on several occasions… and then to final succeed in killing themselves?
Could anyone on this planet be worth all that?
His life went on. But her’s ended…and ended horribly.
It had been compounded by 1 error after another.
There are some people not worth being bothered with. And particularly if they can somehow manage to cloud up how you feel about you.
I was once so in love. I do know how it feels.
Everywhere I turned I saw couples. Everywhere I looked I saw people walking hand in hand. Spring was in the air… and so was love. And I had no one…I was alone.
The one I cared for had cast me off. And I was floating …drifting in my mind. Reality was lapsing from me. I saw that which I wish I had. And it was all around me. Happiness …chatter… the glee of being with someone you loved.
But there I was alone.
And yes… it came to me. To kill myself … and to bring it all to an end.
But instead it was overcome by another thought.
I began thinking that maybe ‘the life’ wasn’t for me.
I tried it.
But I didn’t like it.
But I emerged from it pregnant.
I thought of abortion.
So, I just decided to go through with the pregnancy. Truly, that was my thought process. And that is why I now have a son… who I must say is a far better person than his mother.
And my goodness… what would this world be like if my son were not upon it?
I made the right choice. And it is God’s desire that we have freedom of choice… so we can exercise our right to make ‘the right choice.’
And I am glad that I made another choice.
It took me years to get here. But I made the choice to walk in liberty …and to come out of darkness. And I am so happy that I did.
Oh, well… I have got to end now. Because I am really supposed to have watched a movie… and now I’ll be up and working on a legal paper.
So, I really must get moving. Enjoy your day tomorrow.
In closing let me say 1 more thing… Alicia at 29 years of age should be wiser. I say all of this because I have no doubt that a lot people will read this blog. And I would just be wrong if I did not speak truth…with the hope that someone might hear. Or that it might help someone…including Alicia.
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1 comment June 1, 2010
When I read the story I knew I was going to be writing a blog on it. At first I chalked it up to something not clicking in their heads. And I said ‘they’… because first it was Serena and her nude layout in Esquire magazine.
Now here comes Venus with her illusion.
I thought about my young indiscretions. Things I did in my youth that I would never do or think to do now. Foolish things…some even down right ridiculous. But I did them.
And I wasn’t embarrassed about either…nor did I think anything wrong about me doing so. Getting almost naked…top off and letting it all hang out while I laid in the sun and walked along the rolling waves.
So, when I thought of this I re-thought what I was going to say in this blog. I am now a little more tolerant of youth…and yes they do…do crazy things…we all sometimes do and have too.
Yes, I think it bad taste the choice that Venus made in her design of her tennis outfit for the French Open, in making it appear that she wasn’t wearing underwear…and thinking that it was cute… or comical… or sassy…or sexy… or even stylish.
I would never, however, compare my removing my top and enjoying a day out on the beach to being on center court in Paris at the French Open with tons of TV and news cameras flashing at me.
In fact, thinking about it made me think of Josephine Baker and her bananas…and the scathy way she used to dress when she performed. I very much think that if Josephine were alive today that she might re-think wrapping bananas around her waist and shaking her stuff like she was crazy.
I have always held that both Venus and Serena were great role models in all aspects of their careers…not just for young girls and the young ladies within our own race, but also to those outside of it as well. That is…up until Serena posed naked and now Venus stepping out on the courts wearing something…wanting to give the illusion of being naked.
It is all rather a bit too much for me to take at this time.
They have burst my bubble…
What are they thinking?
First Serena…then Tiger…and now Venus.
It was nice while it lasted. It used to be such a pleasure picking up the newspaper…or watching the news…or catching stuff over the internet about them. Now all 3 of them seem to be falling from the mark… loosing their barings…and the standards they once set for themselves… that they once up-held. And that they are now dropping down by the wayside.
My father would call it…going out of the world backwards. He was great at saying that…and especially to me. Perhaps, it has much to do with why I am as I am today.
But maybe it’s been too much money?
Too much fame?
Or maybe it is just their youth…
Or too much pressure being Black…and being so in sports that many Black people did not participate in…and then landing on the top of it. Sports which had typically been dominated by non-Black athletes…and here you go ending up being the top money makers…highest paid athletes in their games…grossing the highest earnings as a male atheletic… and as female athletes.
What an achievement. I am sure that it must come with plenty of scars… hurt… and lots of anguish. Particularily, when you were just starting out. Nobody within those circles liked you then…much less loved you. You were just a dark spot coming into a lilly white game that nobody believed would bloom and grow up dominating…and then becoming number 1.
Yeah, that had to be hard. Going out on courts where everybody snubbed you…and didn’t want you anywhere around in their ‘white only’ club houses. But then gradually over time and championships all of that changed. They came to know your name…wrote stories about you… wanted private interviews with you… and a few even sought you out for sponsorships. But not as many as you could have gotten…and should have gotten…if you were white.
But you aren’t white. Never been white…and I’m hoping never wanted to be white. But now you are ‘in like Flen.’ They can’t deny your talent… or your gifts from God. But you still remember the pain…the time when… When things didn’t seem that they were ever going to get to where they are now…but yet you kept pushing… kept reaching …striving… and achieving.
At the time it may have seemed like a great idea when Venus sat down and decided to design it… but to take black lace and create something which looks more like a ladies bustiea was never ever a good idea…when it was her intention to wear such an outfit out in public.
Why would Venus want to go out on center court…on a world stage looking like a cheap downtown hustler or prostitute?
All I can say is…. blame it on her youth…perhaps the times.
Nor do they see anything wrong or filthy in wearing their pajamas out in street. Or the boys with their pants hanging down to their knees.
There is something very wrong with the way culture and fashion seem to be clashing today. Standards in etiquette, style and class have all taken a back seat to the tasteless, classless and raunchy. And it doesn’t seem to matter how much money you make… or whether you are our new set of athletic supper stars… or new found musical talents and movie stars of today.
All tattooed out from head to toe…and pierced all over the place. There was a time only a chosen few rebellious outcast doorned the way out hair, blacken fingernails, body piercing and tattoos. But not now. It’s your daughter and my nieces and some nephews…and practically all the guys who play professional basketball and everything else. And every drummer…and groupie alike.
Used to be that everybody was searching for their own ‘unique’ them. Now it seems that everyone wants to be like everyone else. Marked up and grossly ‘un-individual.’
No one could ever say that she wasn’t a class act. No, they could never say that about Lena Horne. Always beautiful…and sassy… she had an air of proud-ness about her that could not be mistaken.
Can’t say I personally met her…but I once did have an opportunity to catch her in a performance at McCormick Place in Chicago. It was an opening when the seniors of Sixth Grace United Presbyterian Church decided to sponsor a trip to catch Lena in her finale show she was on tour with. Though I didn’t really want to go…by the time I got in my seat and Lena started to perform I was more than happy to be there.
I had never really thought much about Lena Horne as she was before my time. But the show was a retrospect of her life in the entertainment business, obstacles she had encountered, her determination to make it to the top in spite of…and it was filled with plenty of spunk and humor. I thought about Lena for days after that show… I loved it. I had absolutely loved that show and fell in love with Lena. And all those seniors who dragged me there loved it too.
I remember Mother Emma Turner so well. She just would not let me say ‘no.’ Nor would Mrs. Ripperton…Minnie’s mother…they teamed up on me. And so I got a wonderful opportunity to see and hear a legion. Someone I think I had seen her on the old Ed Sullivan Show several times…and had certainly seen in a couple of old movies. But that night even as an older woman…Lena was radiant and still just as beautiful.
Lena Horne passed recently a few days ago…and I had never known she was a native New Yorker. A Brooklyn girl in fact. I guess that accounts for why she had so much spunk and a wonderful attitude. And boy….did she have attitude…and in a good loving way.
Got a ton of hits today regarding this story. So, I decided that I would comment on it.
This is the story about the ex-Detroit Mayor, Kwame Kilpatrick who just got thrown back in prison by a Judge who decided that Kwame hadn’t really learned his lesson…though he contended that he was changed and had become a ‘good guy.’
So, Kwame hires her as the personal assistant to the Mayor. And somewhere along the line they began carrying on romantically…texting messages and meeting up in various hotel rooms…then chatting about it in their text messages…him and Christine.
All of this while Kwame was taking the city for a ride…and living large…and I guess a little too large. For which the City of Detroit is demanding restitution. Well, they demanded it back in 2008 when the city took him to court…sued him… and then sent him to jail for 2 months. But Kwame after paying $140,000.00 against a $3 million debt…claimed that he had no more money. And did not the court find out otherwise.
Now, he is back off to jail again. And as you can see in the top courtroom picture of him…he is none too happy.
“When you are voted in by the people you have a moral responsibility to the people.”
And you also have a debt of service…which should not be converted into a self-serving attitude.
There is something about power…if you are not careful you can become too full of yourself and abuse it. I think that is what happened to Kwame…he became too full of himself. And then started thinking he was untouchable.
I have to say that after watching this footage I feel sorry for her… Christine Beatty. Almost everybody deserves a chance… and an opportunity to be forgiven. We have all done some foolish things. I know that I have.
It is highly unlikely that Ms. Beatty will resume her studies in law…or become that lawyer. But perhaps she will… sometimes these kinds of things come to prove to us who God is… and to make us better…stronger and more determined to succeed… and to labor to do the right things.
I wish her well… both of them really.
Some of us have to rise up out of the pits of hell to find ourselves and our true calling in life.
Worst oil spillage ever?
I thought that the oil spill that hit Alaska some years ago was the worst. And based upon what I hear the effects of it are still being felt. Perhaps it is time…or way past time that a little more time and oversight should be spent on ensuring that these type of things just do not happen. And at the very least certainly not to this extent.
The oil spill that hit Alaska in 2009 was due a boat transporting oil owned by Exxon. The Exxon Valdez ran aground spilling nearly 11 million gallons of oil upon a clean and scenic Alaska water way. Now the BP oil company is currently dealing with a oil rig which exploded killing 11 of its workers releasing an inestimable amount of crude oil which is now beginning to wash up on the shores of Louisiana and Florida. And is threatening to not only damage the Gulf and its coast line but also that of shores on the Atlantic Ocean side.
It is terrible seeing the birds covered with oil trapped down under the weight of it covering them, near dead in the muck of muddy tar like waste just waiting to die. The pollution that has filled their air, shores and an ever enlarging area destroying lives…and undoubtedly causing plenty of soon to come health issues. And while destroying the beauty of our dear Mother Earth.
Besides having to deal with the news of the oil spill President Obama was at West Point this past weekend delivering their Commmencement Speech. He has grown to not look Presidential but also sound it.
Though in reading the story I could not help but notice how whenever the writer spoke of the President…he always used the lower case ‘P’ …like when he wrote ‘and the president…’, as opposed to a capital ‘P.’ Which in the past has always been the custom in this country when referring to our Presidents in print. And that is why it always leaps out at me now whenever I come across it this way. Because I am not accustom to seeing that done at any other time in reference to the President of the United States.
It would the equivalent of using a lower case ‘q’ whenever someone wrote something in reference to ‘the Queen.’ Which is a definite no-no…just ask the British. You never see that…nor did I ever see a lower case ‘P’ ever being used in newspaper articles or anything else in reference to our other Presidents… past Presidents of the United States prior to Barack Obama. That is until this time. To be sure Barack Obama is ‘our’ President…and he definitely got voted into the White House. He is owed the respect that is due him as any other man who has operated in that capacity. And I have read several articles now written with that lower case ‘p’ when referring to him…and I find it to be a slap in his face…an insult and total lack of respect.
It speaks volumes as to the state of mind and hidden agendas… and bias feelings which still exist here in this country. And I do speak of racism.
At least Barack Obama got voted in…whereas George W. Bush stole his way into the White House. And what a set-up that was…not to mention a mess he created of this country under him.
Now, if they…those newspaper columnists and others could refer to George W. Bush in their writings…their news articles and the like with a capital ‘P’…then I see no reason why they have a problem and cannot do so when referring to President Obama. Who by the way…got voted in…and by a resounding number.
I started this blog near 7 PM and it is now 5:45 AM. And I really can’t go a step further.
I can’t do it now…because I just can’t keep my eyes open. It gets like that sometimes.
But I just had to try to finish this as so many people have been hitting my blog to check on some things. Now, I feel much better…because it is done. And if I think of anything else I will add it later. Good-night….
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2 comments May 26, 2010
Can’t imagine anybody in their right mind giving MC Hammer any money…much less an advance of $61,000 to write a book.
Who did they think would read it?
Who would want to read anything that he could write…especially a book called “Enemies of the Father: Messages from the Heart on Being a Family Man.” Sounds like a really good read.
Now, because Hammer failed to deliver the manuscript for the book…the publisher is going to take him to court if he doesn’t return the money.
I am so sure that Hammer went dashing to the bank with that check…and couldn’t cash it quick enough. Besides, everybody knows one thing about Hammer better than they know his rhythms…and that is…that Hammer is bad with money. It’s what got him into trouble with the IRS way back when he was still hopping and rapping? Poor money management…back taxes…etc…etc…
And he supposedly now also has a deal to do some type of reality show…centering around his life. I hope that he has some kids like Run has…because truthfully, I didn’t know what people were going to turn onto that show to watch either?
Thought about it then said-
But really there is no fool like an old fool. That is all I can say about Venus and Serena’s father…who is 67 years old and on his way to the altar with some young woman just a couple of years older than Venus…the woman is 30. And I hear that the girls are none too happy…and who can really blame them. After all, it’s their money Richard’s pretty young thing will be spending…as he is still his daughters tennis coach. And their father is shelling it out like crazy on his new little bride to be…whom he has been living with for some little while now.
In fact, he is so in love…Richard…Venus and Serena’s father went out and bought himself some teeth.
Oh, yes…I had said ‘no’…because I wasn’t going to touch the story. But I guess my opinion just got the best of me…and I could not let it pass without me saying something. I just hope this break up their home any more than it had already splintered.
The date for the wedding is set for latter part of March to sometime after the 1st of April this year.
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Can’t imagine what kind of day care center it was…but would you think your child was safe if the day care center he or she were attending accidently gave them windshield fluid believing it was Kool Aid?
I wouldn’t…and that center would be on the fast track to a law suit…as far as I were concerned.
How could such an accident…mix-up…or whatever they want to call it…have happened?
At a day care center where anything like that is not even suppose to be anywhere around for the little children to get into it. And that is not to say that the children gave themselves the windshield fluid…because well…if you have ever been at a day care center you know that it is those who are in charge that distribute the food, drinks, toys and anything and everything else that is given out to the children.
There were 10 children ranging from the ages of 2-6 who were given the mistaken fluid.
But do you make a mistake like that?
I understand that windshield fluid is an aqua blue color…but what was it doing in that class room?
And how did it get into a place where it could be mistakenly picked up and poured out in place of the correct drink?
Windshield fluid comes in a commercial bottle container unlike any Kool-Aid…I have ever seen come in. Kool-Aid is a powdered mixed drink…usually mixed and poured from…a regular kitchen pitcher…be it plastic or glass but an item made to pour drinks.
So, again…how did the windshield fluid get confused with that?
And though the reports said that all the little children are fine…and I wouldn’t trust that any more than I would now trust that day care center…or that my child would have never been served windshield fluid in place of Kool-Aid in the first place.
The kids were 2-6 years old…what do they know about telling anybody about any symptoms?
And besides the affects of drinking that fluid may not show up right away…but sometime in their future. It could appear in their mental and/or physical development and growth…or that of their children.
It is absolutely unbelievable…that such a thing could happen. And I really can’t see how it could have possibly been a mistake…or by error. I don’t know maybe I am just a bit too analytical.
But just how do you make a mistake like that?
It was and is marvelously beautiful today. The sun was out…the tempts high…and I could walk around
outside with my coat unzipped. I think we have finally broken through to the warm weather now…and it seems that spring is in the air.
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2 comments March 17, 2009
Out for 9 months and the game just has not been the same. First of all who has been all that interested in watching the tournaments since Tiger Woods has been out due to knee surgery? And during his recovery his wife gave birth to a new baby too.
Now, the proud father of 2, a daughter and son…Tiger hit the green this past Wednesday in his big return to the PGA at the WGC-Accenture Match Play Championship.
I did watch as he played his last tournament prior to the surgery…and how even through the pain of the injury Tiger pulled it off. He just refused to give up…or in. That is the same way most athletes approach their sports.
In fact, I happened to come across this clip of Serena Williams who had gone out to play while fighting with a stomach virus. Watch this youtube clip below…and you will understand the amount of commitment professional athletes have for their game.
All I can say is that we have all been hit with it one time or another.
But if I had…had a stomach virus…they wouldn’t have seen me. It is hard to get away from the toilet with a stomach virus. But I guess you have to…when you know that thousands of people have come out to see you win…or get beat…or just because they love the sport.
Before Tiger hit the pro golf circuit…I have to admit that I never watched golf at all…that was near the beginning period when I started to watch less and less television. One of the reasons for which I have kind of kicked television to the curve is because of something my father would always say to me.
He would say-
“They have theirs and you’ve got to get yours.”
I used to hate hearing that. I would hear it after my mother would go to school for Open House and come back telling my father all the things the teacher had to say about me. You know…how I wasn’t doing this or I wasn’t doing that…or how I needed to improve in this or that…and how much Imay not have been paying attention while in class. Which often led to my getting a whipping.
When I would try to explain to daddy that the teacher had said all of those things because she really didn’t like me. But before I could open my mouth and get half of that out…daddy would usually cut me off saying-
“The teacher got hers.”
And he would say that sternly…and then he would start whipping.
And I am definitely all for parents whipping their kids. I whipped mine. But it is because of whipping…that I refused to do many things that others I knew didn’t hesitate to do. I will never forget when I decided to try my hand at smoking.
In Junior High School the girls during lunch period would gang into the girl’s bathroom down by the cafeteria smoking after lunch. One day, I had bought a pack of cigarettes and after eating lunch headed for the ladie’s room. Just as we were just getting started passing around the cigarettes and lighting up in came the vice principle of the school. We all went running scattering like a bunch of I don’t know what out through another door. I dashed back into the cafeteria took a seat at a table and started pretending as though I had been their the whole time.
The vice principle had caught one of the girls…and as he marched her through the cafeteria she pointed at me and said-
“She was there too.”
And I guess she pointed out a few others. And we all ended up in the principle’s office.
One by one the principle, Mr. Romano, called us into his office and began calling our parents. He left his door open so I could clearly see him and hear him on the phone. As I took a seat outside of the his office awaiting my turn to be called inside…I started crying. I was just a boo-whooing…and I do mean boo-whooing the whole time. I was crying and sobbing my poor little self to death…because I knew that my parents were going to kill me. I was the last one that the principle called into his office…and to my surprise he counseled me and warned me…and then sent me back to class. He had not called my parents. And from that day to this I have never touched another cigarette either. And have never been tempted to do so again.
So, yeah…I believe in whipping the child. Not in anger but out of love. I hated whipping my son…some times I even would go to him and just wrap my arms around him after. But I loved him…and prefered that I taught him rather than a bunch of police who would have no compassion for him…if they found themselves whipping him later. It is something I have never had to worry about…outside of the fact of him a young black male in America. Because he has never had a brush with the law…though I had had my share of going back and forth to school about him…like my parents did for me. And I have had to sit in the back of some of his classes…but by the time he got to the 10th grade he told me-
“Ma, I’m too old for you to still be sitting in the back of my classes.”
And he was right. Sometimes, parents just hate to let go. But the kids have to grow up. They have to be allowed to become their own people…but that doesn’t mean we stop parenting them. They will always be the children…and we will always be the parent.
Their can be no denying the privotal roles that both Earl Woods and Richard Williams…as well as, Joe Jackson (father of the Jacksons)…played in the lives of their children. Without whom their children lives may have been very very different…and they certainly may not have become the people we now recognize them to be.
Investing time in your children can really pay off…and as you see by the examples of Joe Jackson, Earl Jones and Richard Williams. Many times it can also put your children on their path.
Going back to why I really do not watch much television…well, besides my schedule and really not having ever been a big television person except for when I was child. Then I stayed up under the TV…but not now…and not for years. Besides there’s not really much on TV but a bunch of junk. How many different shows can you watch of someone trying to win a million dollars? After a while you have to get bored. And I have to say that it is because of my father and what he would always say to me-
“They got theirs already. You’ve got to get yours.”
Meaning the teacher had a job already and was making a living…and that I had to work to get mine. This meant I had to learn something…pay attention in school…get my school work done etc. And that I didn’t have the leisure of wasting any time in order to work towards learning what I needed to learn in order to make something out of myself.
Daddy would say the same thing about television just as he was about to cut it off and tell us to go study.
“They got theirs.”
Meaning I wasn’t learning nothing sitting in front of the TV…and those people had already learned what they needed to know…because they were now making their living.
And so…I hear those words still today as I sit and work…whether it be on class work, or writing screenplays or even this blog. Or even while working on my books. I am always working towards my goals.
Talking about my books…I hope you have not forgotten about “THE BISHOP’S WIFE.” The date is nearing for when you can get your copy. And I am sure you will enjoy it…it is probably not anything else you have ever read because it is a bit radical. But you will love the storyline…it will keep you reading I am sure.
So much for my station break…now, back to what I began writing this blog about.
Already the top grossing athlete of all times, Tiger Woods by September of 2007 had already earned over $86 million on the golf course. He is widely recognized as the first athlete who will exceed the billion dollar mark before his career is over. And that $86 million…mind you was only in tournament money…not inclusive of all those little added perks called endorsements and things like that which he also has. I known you have seen Tiger in all those television commercials…e.g. American Express…Nike…and what is that? Buick…or whatever it is…you know those automobile commercials. So, yes…Tiger is raking it in.
But since Tiger’s absence off the golf circuit for the past 9 months the golf world has been hurting. Their number one drawer had been sidelined…and the tickets and interest in the golf plummeted. I must admit that I myself never watched the game one day in my life until a little young man decided to end his college days and step out into the pro-golf world. Thus was the beginning of my interest in the sport of golf. Though I will also admit that prior to Tiger Woods ever hitting my television screen…I always wondered why they bothered to show golf on TV. When they took those long shots following the ball into the air…I never saw one thing. But that was before Tiger…I can see those balls clearly now, baby.
Sent almost my entire day in bed and I am not ashamed to say it. And I have enjoyed every minute of it. Though I did get up to wash some clothes and to mop the kitchen and bathroom floors…and oh, cooked me a little something. But that was it. And I plan to do the same thing tomorrow minus the washing of clothes and the mopping of the floors, of course.
And oh, yes…it is still Black History Month. But I included so many photos already in this blog…I will save my Black History stuff for my next blog. Definitely hope you are learning something…or trying to find out more on the people whom I have already placed into my other blogs this month.
And one more thing… Daddy had only a 7th grade education and could barely read yet he owned his own business…put us all through school…Princeton, Moorehouse, University of Alabama, University of Kentucky , Brandesis University etc. He and my mother both believed strongly in education. He was a highly successful businessman, as we lived very well, who never paid a bill when it due but always as soon as he got one. He never tried to cheat anybody or do anything illegal…and he never owned one charge card. Yet, he owned his business, had 2 houses…and paid for everything that we needed as he was definitely the head of our house…though my mother was the boss (smile). They made a great team.
My mother was always taking classes. She had graduated from nursing school and was the first black nurse in the little town down South that I was born in. Having graduated from nursing school down there at that time in history…and being the only one…I can’t imagine what my mother must have had to go through. She, however, took great pleasure in studying…she loved it…and these were classes she took many years while we were growing up. She took typing classes, accounting classes…and I can’t remember what else. But she even had a lady come to our house who taught us piano…and gave her voice lessons.
My parents were something else. I have to admit though that though we (meaning their kids) thought we were rich…we never really knew that we were rich until years later as we looked back over our life with our parents compared to those who lived around us. We were the riches people on our street. The riches people in our church…and the riches people most places we went. We never walked anywhere except to church on Sunday mornings to Sunday school as young children as my parents always had a car…and didn’t drive junk. Not that they flaunted anything either…that was not their nature. But they had moved North to ensure a better life for their children. And that they did…even for their grand children they did it…and they did it marvelously well.
Our riches were far greater than anything financially my parents may or may not have had. It was something that cannot be purchased for a price…and worth more than rubies. They gave us love.
Well, God bless…
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3 comments February 22, 2009
It is like a breath of fresh air to have a black woman who totally and so completely despells that myth that many black women have taken such a bad rap for…and has been highly heighten by black music and rap videos. You know the ones…like being cheap…loose…trampy…brainless and easy…etc…etc….
At last a black woman who not only has grace and poise but a brain to go with it. Somebody who is not flashing her flesh…but yet is sexy in a quiet and enticing way…not understated…or yet overstated. But stated. And this is not to miminize my sisters who truly have it…well, going on…some pastors…some evangelists…some business owners…some lawyers…some doctors….etc…and some just moms. But they got it going on.
There is little wonder that President Elect Barack Obama refused to accept “no” while trying to continuously seeking her to date him. Sometimes a little opposition can go a long ways. It may have been just the thing he needed to help have the determination to make it all the way into the White House as the President of the United States this past Presidential Election period.
Having pursued her undergraduate studies at Princeton, in 1985 for her thesis topic she chose “Princeton-Educated Blacks and the Black Community.” Within the pages of her thesis, Michelle wrote that her experiences at Princeton University had made her more aware of her blackness than ever before. Princeton being an Ivy League university located in Princeton, New Jersey, was a far cry from being in the large urban hub of Southside Chicago from where she came. At the time there was no Toni Morrison there or a Dr. Cornel West on its campus back then…nor much by way of African-American studies which the school has since expanded, which may have a lot to do with a former student who minored in the subject there.
Michelle Obama graduated cum-laude from Princeton University in 1985 with a major in sociology and a minor in African-American studies. In 1988, Michelle Obama received her doctorate degree in law from the Harvard Law School.
Obviously self-confidence was not something which Barack Obama has ever lacked. He liked her…but she…well, she just was not interested. She believed that co-workers should not be fraternizing while working on a job together and so…she maintained that code while Barrack never gave up trying. He invited her to a community organization meeting and impressed her so much by his work, oration and commitment to what he was doing that slowly he began to win her over. The rest is history…
But it is clear to say that Michelle Obama is not only a good role model for any young girl…young lady…and/or woman out there…everywhere, but an excellent one. With Barack Obama’s good looks it is hard to believe anybody could have ever told him ‘no.’ But Michelle Obama did and continuously several times. If nothing else…this may prove to many that saying ‘no’ might not be such a bad thing to practice. Look what it can get you.
Obama didn’t just look over at Michelle and flash that winning smile at her…and she went weak in the knees. No, that didn’t happen. Barack Obama had to win her affection…her love…her admiration…and her respect. After a while he finally got her attention. It didn’t happen the moment she laid her eyes on him. She wasn’t looking for someone to just throw her down and leap upon her. In fact…she wasn’t looking.
But Obama found her.
She was sitting in an office fulfilling the capacities of her job when he stepped into her life. She viewed it as a professional arrangement. As something her company had put together and asked her to fulfill by being his mentor.
It is perhaps that arrangement which laid the foundation for their future life together…where she can say things to him such as she did following her introduction of him at the 2004 Democratic Primary Convention…when she said to him as she passed him while she was walking off stage, “Now, don’t blow it.”
That foundation having been laid from the time they first met positioned Michelle Obama to be Barack Obama’s closest…dearest…most truthful confidant whom he knows will always lovingly be balantly truthful no matter how much it hurts while at the same time bringing him much joy, happiness and pride in his life. These are combinations which cannot be beat.
Born Michelle LaVaughn Robinson on January 17, 1964, there is no way that her parents, Fraser Robinson and Marian Shields Robinson, would have known that their daughter was destine to make history. And that history would include her marrying the first African-American man to become President of the United States, in the form of Barack Obama…or that their daughter would ever become the First Lady of the United States of America.
At 5’11” Michelle Obama is capable of making any fashion statement she chooses. But if being a fashion statement is what media thinks is the only thing that Michelle Obama is all about…they better back up and think twice. She is no Jackie ‘O’ but may go down in history as be as beloved, admired and respected… if not more so. Jackie didn’t come complete with 2 degrees from 2 very prestigious schools, Princeton and Harvard…or hold a doctorate in law…or work as a lawyer. No, Michelle Obama will be more than just a beautiful woman on the arm of a very handsome President. And look for her to make more than just fashion statements…though she says she is really looking forward to being just ‘First Mom.’
At a time when many African-American college students neglect African-American studies as part of their coor-electives or even as a major or minor…Michelle Obama’s story may prove to be an incentive in increasing the enrollment in those classes by all students…and that would be a very great thing.
Well, she ain’t no hip-hop mama shaking her booty in some rap video. Oh, no…no… Or some hotty stepping up out of a pool dripping wet…while a bunch of male singers gang around her and start simulating sexual acts. No…no…she’s too wholesome, too clean cut, too mature and too hip for that…and she sho’ nuff got more than that going on. She’s got brains plus body…but prefers to display if anything…her brains. And she has a whole lot more of self-respect for herself than to want rub up and down on some stripper’s pole.
And what a mother…and wife.
Barack Obama could not have made a better choice.
Every man owes it to himself to find a Michelle Obama…and nothing less.
And every woman owes it to herself to allow a Barack Obama to find her, respect her…and then to become the head of their family.
Welcome into our world, Mrs. Michelle Obama, First Lady of the United States of America!
And oh, yeah…First Mom.
VENUS WILLIAMS…still tearing up the courts….
Topping off her already superb year having won Wimbledon again, the US Open and gold in the 2008 Beijing Olympics, this year, with her Doubles partner and sister, Serena Williams, who has also had a very outstanding year. Which I am sure gives the entire Williams family much to cheer…smile and to be proud about…including the fact that these 2 young ladies are very great role models for young women…and young boys and men everywhere.
They are the stuff that champions are made of…determination and lots of hard work…and forever perfecting their craft and sharpening those skills. Both, Venus and Serena…are athletic mechines…capable to chasing down the most far reaching balls and slamming them back with razor sharp precision.
It was hard work but Venus pulled it out…winning her final tournament for this year…giving her…her 39th title. She won 6-7, 6-0, 6-2 thus giving her…her first win over Russia’s Vera Zonareva. The tournament in Doha, Qatar this past Sunday featured the top 8 players in the world of which Serena was also one.
Hope you are having a wonderful day…today is suppose to be a holiday…Veteran’s Day here…but since my school is private we had class. But to any of you who are veterans…happy Veteran’s Day and thank you for your service.
I’m due in Boston tomorrow as I am considering DIV school…that is Divinity School. I’m viewing the campus of Harvard and sitting in on sessions…should be interesting. Then I am also thinking about the possibility of Howard University’s Divinity School too.
Well, God bless…
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2 comments November 11, 2008
Serena took the US Open Women’s Final for the…now get this….for the 3rd time. This mind you after she and Venus were fresh off from Bijing and having brought home the gold in the Women’s Doubles. And, of course, after Venuus took Wilbledon for the 5th time.
But as they had in England at Wimbledon, the 2 sisters had to meet up again…but this time it was in the Quarter Finals in Queens, New York this past weekend in the US Open…and Serena (rated as #4 in Women’s Tennis) and Venus (#7) they went at it hard. But Serena prevailed having won…7-6, 7-6. It is hard to believe that in 2006 Serena was rated below the top 125 Women in World Tennis…a fall from #1 over 5 years ago. After winning this past weekend…she is back at World #1 female tennis player.
What a year for Venus and Serena Williams…chi-ching.
Their’s is truly a telling story of what belief in yourself, detemination, fighting against the odds, defying the odds, depth of character and a great family foundation can do for any child.
For one thing…yes, I do believe women are capable…and many times more than capable of doing things over and above many men. But when a woman has 5 children…she is vastly limited…if indeed she has any concerns concerning the care and the personal development of her children.
This morning while sitting in class my professor read the NY Times article about Palin and how she had kept her last pregnancy secret…even from own her parents and children. The story tells how a very pregnant Palin went off on various trips knowing that her amniotic fluid was leaking.
What woman does that?
Though Palin claimed that she would become an advocate for families with special needs children…what about having been an advocate for her own child when he needed it most? While he was still in her womb. She seemed to have had no care about him and his possible life altering problems with her amniotic fluid leaking.
It sounds to me very much that the loving caring mother that Palin tries to present to the public may really not so loving and caring after all. Just where was all that love and caring when it came to her own child…whom she had been informed would have Down Syndrome? Yet, chose to ignor that his very life support…her amniotic fluid was leaking.
How could she have subjected that little child still in her womb with such a nonchalant attitude for his well being knowing that her amniotic fluid was leaking? Instead of bed rest…she chose to fly off and do things which put that child’s life at even a greater risk…to the point where the child was born a whole month before it’s due date. Thank goodiness for that or he may have died.
What in the world could she have been thinking?
It sounds more like to me she was trying to use her own form of birth control.
Almost immediately after giving birth to her last child, she returned to her office and resumed her duties as Governor of Alaska only some 3 days later. Healthy though her new born may have been and is…but the fact that he came a whole month early and that his mother had been leaking amniotic fluid signals that he might have needed a bit more attention following his birth just to ensure that he was really alright.
But that is not what Sarah Palin did. I’m not saying she should have taken off some time…but she could have set up an office in her home and worked in between caring for new born baby. And now with her baby just 7 months olds…she has decided to hit the trail and go stomping as VP canidate to the White House.
So, when does she slow down to take care of her family?
Do they have any importance to her?
Okay, maybe she was a soccer mom…but I would like to know just how active a soccer mom she was?
Or maybe somewhere down the line she turned in her soccer mom hat for her own blind ambitions too.
I fail to see where Sarah Palin is a champion of anything…at all.
And frankly while watching the Republican Convention…I kept looking at her youngest daughter and thinking-
“Why hadn’t anybody combed her hair?”
I’m not trying to be mean…but truthful. It is what I thought.
I come from a family of 8 children and whether it was off to school or to church…or anywhere…there were things my mother never overlooked in terms of our care and appearance. My brothers stayed in my father’s barber chair and we (girls) were always getting our hair done…daily by our mother up until the time she started taking us to the beauty salon. And I will not talk about our clothes or shoes…but we were very well maintained…all 8 of us. I would not expect to see anything less of any mother but even more so of a woman the stature of Sarah Palin.
We have special needs children in our home…my parents adopted one…but both have been in our house for over 22 years…in fact they are a part of us. Since they both are males…when my brothers got their hair cut so didn’t both Johnny and Eddie. And they were both as equally maintained as we were when it came to our clothes and shoes etc. My parents never made themselves look good and left us around looking like something else. No…no…
Sarah Palin seems to be a mother more concerned about herself than her children…and wanting to sit in the 2nd most busiest and important office in the country rather than considering herself with the needs of her young children. Every decision she has made thus far speaks to that…she has little to no time for her family…and since she has young children they require time. Especially, since she will soon also be a grandmother. And anybody who has special needs children knows for certain that they can take up more of your time…if indeed you care about them.
Well, hope you have a beautiful day. I’ve got to dash to my next class…and grab something to eat. Remember ‘…pass it on…’ www.bsmith101.wordpress.com
God bless…and thanks for reading ©2008
4 comments September 8, 2008