Deadbeat Dads

I can't stand them.

I would wish that they would fall of the face of the Earth, but I can't, that would be wrong.

To sit back and look at these men not take of their children, whether they are living in the home or not, makes me cringe as if I am on the edge of vomiting. They refuse to take responsibility for their actions and are so selfish that they would risk the welfare of their family before attempting to be a man.

And the problem with the court system is that it cannot enforce these men to accept their responsibilities nor can it force them to be a man. Money is not what makes a person a parent.

Maybe things will change one day, but until then, deadbeat dads should be castrated.

'Tis All
*Short sweet and to the point

It's snowing, Facebook is Down, and My two cousins got shot.

1) Ok it's snowing -what joy. Not the norm in the South.

2) Facebook is unavailable from campus. Which due to a lot of strange things, may just be a good thing. One is that people will actually be focused, rather than facebooking and wasting quality time...

AND LASTLY, BUT CERTAINLY NOT LEAST:

3) Two of my relatives were shot and one killed at the club. What kind of nonsense is this world coming to? I can't even go out and enjoy myself without wearing bullet proof vest. Not to mention the ignorant act that happened at the party which shall remain unmentioned.

BLACK PEOPLE. ALL PEOPLE. IT'S TIME TO STOP HATING EACH OTHER. LIFE IS TOO PRECIOUS. IT WASN'T YOURS TO GIVE SO YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TAKE IT AWAY. WHY MUST WE ALWAYS RESORT TO VIOLENCE. WHAT DOES IT PROVE THAT YOU CAN SHOOT SOMEONE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT BECAUSE THEY MADE YOU MAD. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW LESS OF A MAN THAT MAKES YOU THAT YOU CAN NOT DEAL WITH YOUR PROBLEMS PROPERLY SO YOU NEED TO KNOCK OFF SOMEONE BECAUSE YOU ARE TOO MUCH OF A COWARD TO SETTLE THINGS WITH WORDS AND/OR FISTS? WHY? I AM OUTRAGED BY SO MANY THINGS IN THE BLACK COMMUNITY, INCLUDING BOB "I WILL BRING DOWN OBAMA BECAUSE HE AIN'T PAYING ME" JOHNSON:



THEN TRY TO JUSTIFY IT BY SAYING HE WAS TALKING ABOUT HIS COMMUNITY PROJECTS. "Bullsh!t BOB JIVING JOHNSON". COONERY AT LOW LEVELS AND HIGH LEVELS. THIS IS MADNESS, IT'S LUDICROUS. IT'S NOT THE WAY OF THE WORLD PEOPLE. WE HAVE GOT TO DO BETTER.

R.I.P.

National Security is Getting out of Hand

A five year old boy was prevented from getting on a plane because his name was the same as the name of a wanted man. Seattle:

http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?rn=4226712&cl=5864401&src=news

And before you ask, no he's not black.

Now me personally after being subject to many "random" searches every time I have boarded an airplane makes me a little concerned about the focus of National Security when it comes to airlines. How in the world is this little boy of 5 possibly able to be wanted by the government for anything? He even had an identification card and clearly they could have ran his social security number without having to do a full search of everything they own. She was even instructed not to make any type of physical contact with her son until the ordeal was sorted out.

Another example of national security gone wrong is the death of Carol Gotbaum, angry and irate after missing her flight, she was found dead in the holding room having asphyxiated herself with the handcuffs they placed on her. Phoenix:

http://www.newsrightnow.org/articles/935/1/1081/Woman-detained-in-airport-dies-in-holding-room/Page1.html

Now, had this been a jail, items that may be used as weapons to harm self or another are taken. Is it normal for someone to be left alone in a holding cell handcuffed in an airport without any type of protection from themselves (if she was as disorderly as they claimed)? Security, in my opinion is there to ensure the safety of ALL passengers and passers-by in an airport.

When people are dying in the name of justice and children are being detained, you have got to stop and ask yourself what kind of nation are we living in? It seems as if this once inefficient Democracy is becoming something else, something more efficient, something darker. I would be surprised if Gestapo came out of the woodworks somewhere.

We really have to ask ourselves how much of our rights are we willing to give up in order to preserve order, to ensure safety, or to prevent discomfort. Are our rights, so eloquently designed by the forefathers of this country, becoming nothing more than illusions justified by the reality of terror?

And before any conservatives jump down my throat, I completely understand that people will always choose order and safety before disorder and uncertainties. I understand that the people at the airport were just doing their jobs and how the safety of all is more important that the comfort of one. However, in these cases, more than likely there were other people who walked on right on by, boarded one of those planes, and proceeding with whatever type of illegal activity such as: illegal slave trading, the distribution of narcotics, pedophilia and all the rest of the sex crimes, as well as everything else that goes down illegally - i.e. the Mile High Club...

But those are my thought, you can share yours if you want.

And I'm out.

'Tis All.

Why am I looking at this fool?!?!

You ever ask yourself that?

Whether is this mutha freaka that you used to get down with or a friend turned foe or even somebody who is just there for no reason. Do you ever stop and ask yourself this question?

Don't you always find yourself surrounded by the very people that you have absolutely no desire to see, speak to, or deal with whether you have a mutual friend, a class together, or whatever? I mean, let's be real - people are going to talk about me and you until the day we leave this world and probably after we go on to the next. And the fact that you didn't speak to me today is not going to change the fact that I'm keeping it moving.

So, I have to stop and think to myself sometimes, "why in the world am I looking at this fool?" We ain't cool, hell, you ain't even near human. So why in the hell are you smiling at me like a candid mo-fo? Negro you ain't sh!t. And if you amount to anything more than that, then kudos mo-fo: you got your 15 minutes from under the broke down piece of crap you call your home - oh wait, it ain't even your place. Sucks to be you, home-slice.

Case in point: I walk into a location that shall remain nameless and see the most raunchy piece of an unemployed waste of skin that had the nerve to address me by the name that my friends call me by. Boo boo, you are not my friend. Why the freak am I looking at you? Why are you here? What purpose do you serve in life? I know there is someone out there looking to get infected by the virus that is you. Find them. Needless to say I kept it moving - into my place of residence.

Example 2: If I am in the store getting service, looking around or whatever, I don't need to old @$$ riff-raff staring me up and down, undressing me with his eyes, and then say some stupid mess like " You too young for me girl - the only thing you can teach this old man is how to spend my money." Look around boo and stop playing yourself, you ain't got nothing that I want, including teeth. KEEP IT MOVING.

Now don't get me wrong people, I don't go around thinking that I am better than anybody else. However, I do hold myself to certain standards and I would expect and anticipate others to do the same. So if I offended you in some manner, these just my thoughts - I don't reflect the ideas of the masses.

You can rest assured this ain't hate on paper y'all - I don't DO hate.

But, I would like to know, am I rude for keeping it moving? Is it cool to be about my business, excluding the lames in the process? Is it messed up to keep these folks at a distance?

Let me know.

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'Tis All.

*tshirthell.com

W(e)ave it up!

As a natural sistah, folks constantly ask me why I wear weaves more than I wear my afro loud and proud (4 yrs un-permed April '08, 3 yrs after total rehab from the creamy crack).



Now first and foremost I would like to insert a disclaimer - how I wear my hair is not any of your concern unless you're: 1. Buying it; 2. Styling it; or 3. Playing in it, which is definitely reserved, so there.

But to entertain such foolishness is the purpose of this whole ordeal so, my response:

First, if you knew how much effort it takes to make sure my hair doesn't get matted together like a wet sponge at night then you wouldn't be complaining when I snap an extension and throw some weave in that b!tch. The only option I have in the morning is water and when the weather is fluctuating like a mutha in the upstate, I ain't tryna walk outside with my hair wet.

Second, sweating on me cause I got a 'fro, it's like 50 million other chicks walking around got weave all up and through their heads but it's a "do" and not a betrayal to the livelihood. Stop Hating. Shoot, you can be like me and break away from the creamy crack too. Matter of fact, while you are at it, get some "coloration" in your hair that makes sense - not purple or blue. Thank you kindly. I ain't calling no names but er uhm:

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I'm just saying.

Third - ceramic ionic tourmaline flat iron. Up to 410 degrees of straightening power, 30 sec temp time, no breakage and it cost my first born child. So I gots to make use of it - on my hair, my homegirls' heads and e'rybody else I may deem so necessary to get that good press. If it can straighten my hair, what in the world do you need a perm for?

Fourth, switch it up! I can go from 'fro to Hawaiian to Japanese to Afrikaan all in one week. Don't hate the game, just jump in it. Can you do that without sacrificing a car payment? You can't well, sucks for you.

Fifth and finally, my hair is just as beautiful as the next chick, with or without kinks. The fact that my hair in its natural state is so versatile and not like anyone else's is awesome, because it's mine and mine alone. My kinks won't be like yours at all. If I want to cut my hair so be it, you won't be able to tell unless I told you. Did I fail to mention how super cute it is with my fat cheeks?

So w(e)ave me up whatever and however. Just don't leave me bald or I'd have to cut yo' @$$, like Todd Sweeney.

'Tis All.

*blog.thegingersnapper.com/2007/06/02/schatar.aspx

Time

There are so many things that we take for granted and one of them is time. We always try to convince ourselves that there is either not enough time to do what we have planned so we wait until everything else is finished before starting the project or that there is too much time to be had and the same results still follow.

The problem is that many times it is not just our time that is at stake. It is your friends' time, your family's time, your teachers' time, or your lover(s)'. You sleeping late could cause a domino effect of everyone you encounter and everything you do. How many times have you awoken from a late night for an early morning, slept and extra thirty minutes only to realize that you didn't finish that assignment you put off or you slept through the first 15 minutes of lecture?

What about those you care about? How many times have we waited to call our parents because you are too preoccupied with the occurrences of our own lives - which most of the time is too small of an event on the grand scheme but expect our parents to jump at the drop of a hat when we are in a financial bind? Do you tell your friends how important they are to you just because you can? Even if you don't have many friends, tell them how much you appreciate them being in your lives. Not just because they helped you out last week, but because they are there and you can call them when you are in need and when you aren't - because they can put a smile on your face when hope is lost. Don't wait until it is too late to tell the ones that matter how much they matter.

And what about personal responsibility? It's not always traffic or a faulty alarm clock that prevents us from getting things done in a timely manner. In an age of technology, there are entirely too many resources - which leaves us with no excuse to maximize our time. Whether it's going to the gym, delving into a new book, or just plain ol' R&R, we don't have the time to not use the time we are allowed. We can't afford to pass out from the stress of overload or procrastination, so why even bother?

Why put off what we can do today for tomorrow? It certainly isn't promised. Stop bickering over what affiliation you are, what organization you're a part of, skin color, and the petty things and just show love today - you may not have another opportunity to do it.

So get up and go, get up and live, take that trip, do that exercise, love yourself. Don't become a recluse in your own mind or a room of familiarity. Stop constantly living in the past or looking towards the future because when you finally get there, you'll look around and realize that the present has passed you by: that you've missed out on friends, grandeur, splendor, hard times, good times, laughs, and tears. Then you'll live full of regret in your old age just now figuring out how you allowed such a precious gift to slip right through your fingers and realizing that you will never be able to get it back.

Speaking of which: Have you had your salvation today? Don't wait until it's too late!


'Tis All.