"wouldnt
being in love be so much better if we treated our lovers as if we were
their 1 fan? Sit back and come up with a plan, to be involved as much
as we can as our way of saying to them that we understand?You know like
develop a sincere interest in them and their life. wife as fan of
husband and husband as fan of wife, and their children grow up seeing
them stick together through all the strife. Hearing their stories and
collecting their photos and keeping their signatures just because.
loyalty in the future years remain as loyal as it ever was. She still
want you there...he still get turned on when you stare.You go places
and do things together to build memories and add flare. aware of each
others presence.interested in their essence.daily learning each others
lessons and thanking God for each others blessings. I love you is
deeper than just words, you felt what you just heard. She dont have to
stay the same if he dont have to change, loving you is necessity and
leaving you is obsurd."
"THE most common thing we can do, that makes the most sense is learn the value in loving one another."-BLACKTHELION
My
husband and I have been eagerly anticipating Soledad Obrien’s expose on
the Black experience in America, “Black in America”. To whet our
collective palates CNN aired “Black in America: Reclaiming the Dream” a
panel discussion held at the Essence Festival in New Orleans. The piece
consisted of snippets of the full documentary to air on Wednesday and
Thursday and discussion thereafter with such notables as Hill Harper,
Cornel West, Tom Joyner, and Julianne Malveaux.
While watching
the piece he and I began to get that bland taste in our mouths that
signaled boughie de ja vu. Haven’t we seen this before? Ah, yes it was
called the "State of Black America" on BET. It seems that the Black
Academia and the Elite have gotten very used to these televised ‘Come
to Jesus’ meetings, but are they useful? I assume the point is to
highlight, educate, and then facilitate change, but we already know
what the problem is- poverty, but very little is said about this issue.
The
issues that are supposedly tearing the Black “community” apart,
according to the special, were overwhelmingly single parent homes, high
dropout rates, and extremely high HIV contraction rates among Black
women, but all of these can find their roots in poverty and are self
sustaining. I’ll explain.
Step 1. Remove Black Man from Black woman by forcing him into low wage labor.
Step 2.
Black woman then raises family on her own, but must supplement her
income by working herself, thus neglecting the emotional and
educational needs of her children.
Step 3.
Without adequate representation of a stable and loving male figure the
young black male assumes what he perceives to be the role of the male
in a patriarchal society. To help his mother with bills she is
overwhelmed by he drops out and begins to sell drugs because it is the
quickest and most lucrative avenue for financial advancement in his
area.
Step 4. Arrest young Black boy, once released Black boy relies on the only skill he’s aquired in his young life…hustling.
Step 5.
Weary of the struggles of poverty the young black girl looks for the
quickest and most lucrative avenue for financial advancement in her
area….being the dope boy’s girlfriend. Suffering from low self-esteem
and zero access to healthcare and health information she refuses to
insist on condom use.
Step 6. Young Black girl
contracts HIV from young black boy who contracted the disease while
incarcerated, but was never tested because of zero access to healthcare
and health information.
Step 7. Young Black
girl gives birth and begins to raise baby alone as young black boy
either goes back to jail or begins low wage labor because of lack of
education. Begin again at Step 1.
The
conversations that we have about these issues smack of fear and
elitism, because they almost never include the people that we’re trying
to save and are done in venues that are exclusively middle to upper
class- the Essence festival (where tickets start at a week’s worth of
groceries), in University auditoriums (c’mon we’re talking about high
school dropouts). Are we so jaded as to believe that the poorest of us
cannot articulate why they’re poor and struggling or what they need to
best help themselves? Are we afraid of what they might say or have we
assumed that we already know what they’ll say and deem it unworthy of
air time?
It has been said before and I’ll say it again ‘One man
cannot free another’. We need to work with and talk with those who are
dropping out, having unprotected sex, having babies left and right and
ask them their motivations and see what they want to do about it. Until
then we’ll continue to wring our hands at the plight of those po black
folk in the inner cities and countrysides who just can’t seem to get it
together. We’ll continue to preach to the choir of middle and upper
class black folk who tsk tsk their ghettoized cousins behavior, because
how many struggling grandmothers raising their drug addicted daughter’s
two babies is watching CNN, and that’s assuming she even has cable.
Those
who are suffering are suffering silently and it would be nice to hear
their side of the story. I would like someone in the audience to stand
up and say I’m a single mother and I got pregnant by two different
dudes because…. I would like someone to stand up and say I dropped out
because….
These voices remain unheard in part because as
boughie folk we’re a little embarrassed by the hood vernacular that’s
used. We don’t want to have to deal with the rage behind the poverty,
the broken sentences and the connection that we feel with them that
reminds that we haven’t come so far, and I don’t even want to get into
the rampant Republicanism that’s present among the dope boy classes who
believe in the survival of the fittest ‘greed is good’ mentality shared
by Donald Trump, Eazy E and even 50 cent. Wouldn’t that be
embarrassing, to hold a conference on social issues and have your
poster child for societies ills stand up and say “Poor folks are poor
because they wanna be”?
In any case, I am excited to see how the entire series is handled. Hopefully we’ll all come out better informed.
ALL MY LIFE THERE'S BEEN THIS EPISODE WHERE
I'VE HAD TO BATTLE WITH DEPRESSION WITHOUT ANY MEDICATION AND AT TIMES
I FEEL LIKE IT'S GETTING BIGGER. LIKE IT'S GROWING BEYOND MY CONTROL.
THINGS I USE TO LIKE TO DO I HATE TO DO! MY ATTENTION SPAN IS SHORTER
AND I FIND IT HARDER TO BE PRESENT WHEN SOME PEOPLE ARE CONVERSATING
WITH ME. THE ONLY REASON WHY I NEVER WANTED TO ACCEPT THE DRUGS WAS
BECAUSE OF THE SIDE AFFECTS. I MEAN I WONT BE DEPRESSED BUT I COULD
POSSIBLY HAVE BRAIN HEMORHAGES ETC. SO IN THIS CAGE I'VE TRIED SMOKING
WEED IN ORDER TO CALM MY MIND AND NOT LET CERTAIN FEELINGS PUSH ME INTO
THAT PLACE. IT WORKED FOR AWHILE BUT THEN I NEEDED MORE. I WANTED TO
FEEL LOOSE AND FREE AND WILD LIKE THAT PERSON I WAS WHEN I WAS HIGH. I
COULDN'T SEE WHAT I LOOKED LIKE TO OTHERS AND I REALLY DIDN'T CARE . I
JUST WANTED TO FEEL BETTER. THIS CAGE IS COLD, LONELY AT TIMES EVEN
THOUGH OTHERS ARE ALWAYS AROUND. I GET TIRED OF PACING THIS SAME PATH
AND THE ONLY THING CHANGING IS TIME. IM GETTING OLDER NOW. I CANT KEEP
SUPPRESSING THIS IMBALANCE OF MY MIND. EVENTUALLY LEFT SIDE MUST AGREE
WITH RIGHT SIDE, I CANT CONTINUE TO LIVE WITH THIS LOVE HATE
RELATIONSHIP WITHIN MYSELF! I GOTTA DO IT...I GOTTA ACCEPT THE DRUGS
AND THE SIDE EFFECTS. UNTIL NOW GOD HAS BEEN THE CURE TO THE SYMPTOM
THAT HAS BECOME ME BUT WHAT AM I SUPPOSE TO DO WHEN IT FEEL LIKE JUST
BELIEVING IS NO LONGER ENOUGH? GOD, I NEED TO SEE MORE, TO BE MORE,
GAIN AND CONTROL MORE! FINALLY SEE A RETURN ON INVESTMENT IM TIRED OF
HEADACHES AND HARD TIMES. WHERE ARE MY FRIENDS? I DONT SEE THEM NO
MORE. WHERE ARE MY BROTHERS AND SISTERS? I DONT SEE THEM NO MORE. BUT
BEFORE I COULD GIVE UP I WAS EMBRACED BY STRANGERS. I FELT A TEMPORARY
PARDON FROM MY CAGE. A COMMERCIAL BREAK IN HEAVEN'S MOVIE. A MOMENTS
PEACE. JUST ENOUGH TIME TO GET A SECOND WIND AND TRY
AGAIN.--BLACKTHELION
"I realize that having a presidential candidate that has reached this level of the game is new to us as well as historic and amazing in a country that has been overall closed minded at such an idea! Really, I understand the excitement and I too feel it and support Mr.Obama but people, my people, at some point we have to realize that there is a time and a place for everything and Bernie Mack at a political campaign where a Jerry Seinfeld may have been a more acceptable source of entertainment was not a good look for this event!"---BLACKTHELION
In CHICAGO (July 12)
- Comedian Bernie Mac endured some heckling and a campaign rebuke
during a surprise appearance Friday night at a fundraiser for
Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama.
AP
Toward the end of a 10-minute
standup routine at the Hyatt Regency Hotel in downtown Chicago, the
50-year-old star of "The Bernie Mac Show" joked about menopause, sexual
infidelity and promiscuity, and used occasional crude language.
"My
little nephew came to me and he said, 'Uncle, what's the difference
between a hypothetical question and a realistic question?'" Mac said.
"I said, I don't know, but I said, 'Go upstairs and ask your mother if
she'd make love to the mailman for $50,000.'"
As the joke
continued, the punchline evoked an angry response from at least one
person in the audience, who said it was offensive to women.
"It's not funny. Let's get Barack on," a man shouted from the crowd, which paid $2,300 each to support the Illinois senator.
About 15 minutes later, Obama tried to smooth things over with a joke of his own.
"We
can't afford to be divided by race. We can't afford to be divided by
region or by class and we can't afford to be divided by gender, which
by the way, that means, Bernie, you've got to clean up your act next
time," Obama said. "This is a family affair. By the way, I'm just
messing with you, man."
The point is that we have to use better judgment so that when we're attempting to help we have to make sure we are not doing more harm than good...see Rev.Jeremiah wright and Jesse Jackson for further info.
REST IN PEACE ISAAC HAYES WHO ALSO DIED. THEY FILMED A MOVIE TOGETHER AND IN A STRANGE TWIST OF FATE THEY DIED ONE AFTER THE OTHER...GOD BLESS THEIR SOULS.
When its my turn to see God who will give tribute to me? Who'll read the obituary, drop flowers and wish me a peaceful journey?Will my soul rest among the best when they speak of the revolutionary?One day will the kids of the future read about me and you in the library? Tell them to label me a solutionary! Who will miss me when I am gone? I hope they temporarily mourn and move on.Who will listen to my words to get them through? Like, how I needed encouragement and I got that from you! Who will recognize the broken dialect of street fused intellect? And who will collect knowledge from what I do?I hope it's you! Will it be you who will dissect and connect to perfect what was tried and proven true? If this is true,can you say that I am a gift for uplift, and you thankfully praise the giver? Remember me in your thoughts and feelings,when you're alone and it's cold with nothing to hold as you shiver. Hear me say,"Love people and only quote what the realest deliver." What will you read about me in the obituary? I hope it say I was legendary! What stories told, truth unfold, rumors to behold, what lies devised and sold? How long will I live after my flesh returns to dust? What titles,labels and goals will they adjust as they clinch their fist and cuss? Whoever get to Heaven first just put in a word for all of us! If it storm and began to flood as you witness me dying. As the thunder leave my body and my soul wont stop crying. Bless those that loved me and forgive anyone who didn't! soldier on my friend, till the day we all see God sitting!
I
STILL CAN REMEMBER...hang talking, heat packing and catwalking with my
ghetto insurgents- hustler's pride, birdwatching, on money time, 15 and
in my second ride. golden grill, real chill till i spill my cup, i mean
till my body lean and the bloody scene says my enemy's lucked
up,corrupt heart, street smart,got book smart and got dangerous, blunt
skinned, born-again, blessing rappers that came to us, talented 10th,
time spent like money, mystery shopper, ideas turning like spinners
when i stand still, sharecropper, oh-no cropping shares for me, im
getting older, bolder than most know, when i come and go, i grow like a
share holder...trust me it's getting colder. Ice cream dream machine, I mean my method of fulfilling the dream that'll bring my bling.amped up like caffeine, lyrically Im gensing, I've been king. But not in this game of hip-hops, I closed two eyes and opened the third to introduce you to a cyclops.Im still verbal weed so I seed what'll feed your high stops. you dont feel like a fan of my brand then you can activate your high tops. I was once a dough boy in the chef hat, I baked in many pie shops. It is, was, what it will be...I am, then,but It's been me! I was born among the constellations, that's why all these aggravations, of course they was gonna try to trip me up, when I got a flow strong enough to sweep across nations. Im blackthelion, the lion is black and mysterious, holla back if you hearing this, cause i've roared in the dark, in the park, Im joe clark, but that shark made sure they never put me on they're hearing list.
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My
husband and I have been eagerly anticipating Soledad Obrien’s expose on
the Black experience in America, “Black in America”. To whet our
collective palates CNN aired “Black in America: Reclaiming the Dream” a
panel discussion held at the Essence Festival in New Orleans. The piece
consisted of snippets of the full documentary to air on Wednesday and
Thursday and discussion thereafter with such notables as Hill Harper,
Cornel West, Tom Joyner, and Julianne Malveaux.
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