Duck Tales

I need to first state that I have never watched Duck Dynasty and in fact have no intention of ever watching it. Also, I firmly believe a book should not be judged by its cover but after seeing the promo pics for this show and what the cast looks like my question is why aren’t people more surprised that these folks have been on the air for as long as they have without blurting out the “n” word. So the patriarch of this show about duck hunters living like the Beverly Hillbillies from the fortune they’ve created by selling “Duck Calls” (Ooh, Must See TV) was quoted in an article for GQ Magazine…wait, GQ? Again have ya seen the promo pics? What the hell was GQ thinking or are have their subscriptions levels sunk so low that they’re willing to interview celebrity hillbilly fowl hit men. Anyway, this mallard patriarch, wanna be preacher, Phil Robertson was asked to define sin by a GQ interviewer. Here’s what he said “Start with homosexual behavior and just morph out from there, bestiality, sleeping around with this woman and that woman and those men. Sin is sin, and they are no different from people who engage in bestiality or terrorists. But I do not judge them, that is up to God." Ok, let me just say this, we really need to stop pretending that religion is an excuse to be distasteful, vulgar, and offensive. It is both distasteful and vulgar to compare homosexuality to having sex with animals, it is offensive to compare homosexuality to terrorist who kill and maim innocent people. As far as this cherry-picking Bible thumpers claim of not judging, TMZ just posted a video of a sermon Mr. Robertson gave in 2010 at a Pennsylvania church where he calls gay people "shameful, perverse, heartless, faithless, senseless God-haters that are destined for the burning pits of hell." Nope no judgment, none at all.

In the same article this scholar of joyous religiosity was asked for his views on race. He alleges he "never" saw black people mistreated during the pre-civil rights era in his home state of Louisiana and contends that African-Americans were more content under Jim Crow…yep, he said that. Specifically he said "Where we lived was all farmers. The blacks worked for the farmers. I hoed cotton with them. I'm with the blacks, because we're white trash," because you know there has to be an explanation for him hanging out with the Blacks. Then he said “They're singing and happy. I never heard one of them, one black person, say, ‘I tell you what: These doggone white people’—not a word! Pre-entitlement, pre-welfare. You say, were they happy? They were godly, they were happy, no one was singing the blues.”…I don’t even know where to begin. So in his white trash world, (his words not mine) African-Americans were treated fairly and equally, there were no lynchings, everyone had the right to vote and we all lived in one big beautiful separate but equal world. There we were, African-Americans singing and dancing a jig in the field enjoying that smoldering hot Louisiana sun, not a care in the world and what do you know, along came that pesky Civil Rights movement which ruined all those good times with their unfounded demands for fairness and racial equality. Boy, if more people like Phil Robertson had simply spoken up we may have been spared the likes of Dr. Martin Luther King and his gang of radicals messing up that good thing we had going…seriously, this man is a complete idiot. From where does he think the blues were bred? This is exactly the type of racist person Oprah spoke of when she said "There are still generations of people, older people, who were born and bred and marinated in it, in that prejudice and racism, and they just have to die".

Of course as soon as the A&E network suspended his ass the Right Wing First Amendment Right nuts showed up with claims of his rights being trampled. Note to conservatives: "Free speech" does not mean "free from all response or criticism." THIS IS NOT A FREE SPEECH ISSUE! Free Speech does not mean free from the repercussions of employers or the general Public. The First Amendment protects a person's speech from GOVERNMENT suppression only. Free speech is about whether the government can restrict your speech, not your right to say stupid shit on TV. This man can continue to promote the biblical values of hating a group based on archaic philosophies till the cows come home but he should know that with free speech come consequences. If you make ridiculous ignorant statements denying the degradation of Jim Crow laws and forced segregation and instead envision Black people laboring in the fields dancing and singing, you’re going to be called on it. And for all those Republican politicians who were quick to come to his defense in fact stating they stand behind him and his values, Ted Cruz, Sarah Palin, Newt Gingrich and Louisiana governor Bobby Jindal thanks once again for the minority reach out.

A White Christmas

I’ve been a little busy lately and haven’t had a chance to write but that hasn’t stopped the always entertaining nonsensical world of bigoted conservatives from turning. In the spirit of the Christmas season right wing staple and the always “fair & balanced” FOX News in an apparent effort to continue the Republican Minority Outreach Program has declared to kids that both Santa Claus and Jesus Christ were “most definitely White”. This despite what those in what they constantly refer to as “the liberal media” may have them believe. Megyn Kelly a Fox News reporter was addressing an article written by Aisha Harris for Slate.com who wrote “just maybe Santa Claus doesn't have to be white all the time and maybe can be all things to all people. This apparently pissed Ms. Kelly off as with all the whiteness she could muster she went on a tirade declaring “for all you kids watching at home, Santa just is white. But this person may be just arguing that we should also have a black Santa. But, you know, Santa is what he is.” She argued that the origins of Santa Claus relate to St. Nicholas who she described as a White European 4th-Century Christian saint and told Ms. Harris that “Just because it makes you feel uncomfortable doesn't mean it has to change." Wow. Now putting aside the ridiculousness of the idea of arguing about one man with eight flying reindeer, one with a glowing red nose no less, delivering presents in one night to everybody on the planet, let’s just check the facts of the origins of the character.

While it is true that there was a St. Nicholas, he is far and removed from what we see as Santa Claus today. The real St. Nicholas, who the myth of Santa Claus is based on, was born in ancient Greece in a conquered territory which is now present day Turkey, and would likely have been a lot more brown or olive skinned than today's version. He certainly would not have been blue-eyed, lily white and rosy cheeked. So if Fox News and Ms. Kelly are arguing historical accuracy they have sorely failed. Anglo-Saxon Europeans took this Saint and incorporated pagan European beliefs and reimagined him to suit their own needs. As with most things, White America pounced on another opportunity to rewrite history (seriously Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra?) and capitalize on the myth, resulting in Santa as we in America know him today. A version of Santa by the way that has only existed in his current incarnation since the early to mid-1900's. What Megyn Kelly and Fox News are missing in their goal to stroke their old, white audience seeing all things through their limited scope of the world, is that there is no one true definition of the character of Santa Claus. Each country has their own definition of Santa Claus and each celebrates that character in drastically different ways. Brazil has Papai Noel, Portugal has Pai Natal, Italy Babbo Natale and other than the standard red suit and white beard, none of them resemble the version concocted by America’s Madison Avenue to sell toys. So, considering this amount of variation alone, there is likely an African Santa Claus that fits their countries regions and traditions. Santa Claus isn't a character that needs to be defined in a one size fits all kind of way. He can represent each country and their traditions and has already done so for hundreds of years in certain cases so why couldn’t he as Ms. Harris wrote, “be all things to all people”.

Unfortunately, Ms. Kelly didn’t limit her tirade with her version of the jolly old elf. Nope she felt the need to go one step further declaring to the kids who for some reason may have been tuned in to her 11 PM newscast instead of having their little asses in bed, “You know, Jesus was a white man, too!” Again, Wow! Seriously, she went on to state that it’s a “verifiable fact” that Jesus was white. Ok, I’m not gonna spend a whole lot of time on this one. Let me just say this, I know it may be hard for the Fox News team to relate to anything non-white but Jesus of Nazareth was most certainly dark skinned. He was born in Galileo which is modern day Palestine. Jesus of Nazareth was not white-skinned, he was not European, he was a Jew who lived in the land of Israel, IN THE MIDDLE EAST! There weren’t a whole lot of lily white people hanging around chilling out in the area at the time, so I’m willing to bet that he looked a lot more like me and less like the version you may have hanging on your wall depicting him as a pale blue-eyed, Abercrombie Fitch model with long flowing hair. And even if he wasn’t as black as Wesley Snipes you can be sure that if he were around today Fox News would have him on a terrorist watch list or worse yet label him a Marxist left wing liberal hippie and he would most certainly be “stopped and frisked” by the NYPD... seriously, hair like wool and feet which shone like bronze? C’mon Megyn.

Better Off Ted

Has anyone else noticed how much Texas U.S. Senator Ted Cruz resembles Mr. Haney from Green Acres?  You remember him he was always “Johnny on-the-spot” showing up out of nowhere whenever Oliver Douglas needed something and ready to sell him anything but what he actually needed. Seriously, Google Mr. Haney and Ted Cruz’s picture comes up, the only thing missing is the hat and that stupid tie. So Mr. Haney Cruz sold his Republican colleagues in the house on the idea that they could shut down the government until their insane demands were met. He convinced them that by shutting down the government they could somehow defund the Affordable Care Act (ACA) or Obamacare as it is more commonly referred, which is in fact a two year old legislation passed by both houses, signed into law by the President and finally upheld by the Supreme Court as completely constitutional. So sour grapes Cruz and his Tea Party idiot allies commandeered the House of Representatives and took the government hostage. Now call me paranoid but it seems to me that a political party who has lost an argument, i.e. election and then tries to force their will on the nation by threatening the economy is behaving a bit loony. But you can’t blame the Republicans as we all know it’s President Obama’s fault that they went off their rockers…being Black and President was just a bridge too far for them (I think they’ve finally snapped). The result of this crazy ass Tea Party fueled melt down has left the Republican Party with an approval rating so low even Republican Senator John McCain jumped ship…he called them “wacko birds”.

So what was the point? The only change to the ACA was stricter income verification checks in order for applicants to qualify for subsidies…which should have been in place anyway. In fact the ACA exchanges were opened for the first time during the shutdown and were seemingly unaffected and other than some internet issues continue to thrive. What did happen was that for two weeks hundreds of thousands of federal workers went without pay, parks and monuments closed and according to Standard & Poor's (S&P) because of the jumbled financial markets the U.S. economy lost 24 billion dollars, not to mention the threat posed to the global economy and the country’s credit rating. Cruz claims that over 2 million people signed a national petition to defund the ACA as if that’s justification for shutting down the government. Yep, 2 million people signed a petition at a website run by a PAC that supports Cruz. What dumb ass is missing is the fact that by reelecting President Obama with well over 65 million votes the majority of the American people not only voted to keep the President but the ACA as well…Cruz’s 2 million petitioners don’t even comprise 2% of the estimated 165 million eligible U.S. voters. But no worries, Senator Cruz’s PAC managed to raise close to a million dollars during the same period which was no doubt funded by those 2 million idiots who signed his petition. By the way, why aren’t those birther nuts questioning this Cuban Canadian immigrant’s citizenship status, oh wait he’s not Black…never mind my bad.

So what did the Republicans get for attempting to over throw the U.S. government? Nothing, zilch, nada. Well nothing other than a well-deserved ass whooping and a political party left in complete disarray. Unfortunately, I don’t think it will stop the continuing revolt against President Obama led by right wing pundits like Limbaugh, Hannity and Beck and the nut ball Republican politicians who pander to them including Michelle Crazy Eyes Bachman, Marco Rubio, Paul Rand and a bunch of other fruit loop non-politicians like Sarah Palin. (Why won’t she just go away?) Instead of fostering bi-partisan relationships and working to create jobs to stimulate the economy they’ll instead find some other way to discredit and/or blame the President for all the worlds’ ills.  And let’s not forget the Cubanadian currently leading the charge and the man who started it all, Senator Ted Cruz. Seriously, what planet is this guy living on? He claims that polls show “the majority of Americans don’t want Obamacare”. Actually what the polls reveal is that most Americans feel the ACA doesn’t go far enough…single payer anyone? This nut should be tried for obstruction of justice or at the very least his background should be scrutinized to determine if he’s a sleeper cell sent to destroy America.

Time Machine

Last night I got up from the sofa in the den went into the bedroom and just stood there looking around…I had forgotten why I had gone into the room. This has happened to me a lot in the past few years and when I tell people about it they laugh it off and say I’m just getting old. To be honest it is kind of funny but also a little scary. At work I’ve taken to writing post-it notes with little reminders and putting them in my pocket. When I get home I dump out a dozen little pieces of yellow paper walk out of the room and of course forget to read them...it’s really frustrating. I’ve found that I actually prefer talk radio to music and when I do listen to music it’s almost always old school and is it just me or are Early Bird dinner specials beginning to sound appealing…to be honest it would give me time to get in that pre-sleep early evening nap. At work I zone out during conversations and meetings and find myself thinking of anything other than what’s currently happening. When I snap back I try to play it off but I’m sure I have a blank look on my face because I have no idea what’s going on. I stood up to walk away from my desk the other day and my knees cracked so loud people thought it was thunder and looked outside to see if there was a storm approaching. When I go out to dinner or a bar I drink at home first to save money…ok that’s just me being my cheap ass self. When going to the movies I prefer matinees as there’s the possibility I may fall asleep at an evening showing…which may or may not include snoring.  I’ve found I no longer have patience with stupid people and I have no problem letting them know…well that one’s actually a plus. Seriously, the only thing left is for me to yell out from my rocking chair on the porch, “Hey kid, get off my lawn!”

So you may ask, why all the concern? What’s the big deal, we all get old get over it. I agree completely, in fact on Saturday I’ll be celebrating my 57^th birthday (why is it that whenever someone ask how old I am, I have to stop and think really, really hard) and I’ve decided that rather than bemoan the fact that I’m now old enough for senior discounts, which by the way comes in quite handy at the movies (seriously, $4.50 vs. $9.00...matinee rates of course) I will instead celebrate the fact that I’m still here and reflect on the good things in my life.  Like the fact that in spite of my cracking knees, at 57 years old I’m actually in the best shape of my life. About 15 years ago I made a deal with myself to get in shape and embarked on a strict regimen of exercise and healthy eating. I shed quite a bit of weight which I’ve managed to maintain and I still get up every morning at 4:30 AM and head to the gym for my daily workout. Or how about the fact that at this age I find myself in a healthy, stable, constantly evolving relationship and growing old with a person I still find attractive, passionate and ever intriguing. Although my memory sometimes fails me I’m thankful for the recollections of my youth, which are full of good times shared with wonderful people most of whom I’m proud to say I still have as friends. And of course there’s Pepper the absolute sweetest, lovable and very likely most spoiled dog on the planet.

I feel so blessed to have lived long enough to learn to value and love myself for all of my faults and flaws as well as my attributes, I like the person I’ve become and no longer worry about what could have been.  I am thankful for the wonderful childhood afforded to me by loving and nourishing parents both of whom I’m fortunate enough to still have with me as well as my four siblings. I’m happy to have grown old enough to appreciate the silence of sitting alone in my own thoughts, not as an escape but to contemplate the magnificence of life and all it allows. I feel privileged to have known the many who traveled with me on various points of my aging journey and mourn those who never made it this far. I’m happy in the realization that I actually like getting old with all the aches, sore bones, memory lapses and hair growing out of places where I didn’t even know I had places…seriously can someone tell me why hair suddenly chose to sprout from my ears and disappear from the top of my head?  Finally, I’m so very happy that I’m still able to articulate and share my thoughts and ideas with my friends. By the way I know I haven’t written in a while and I really meant to, I really did but I kept forgetti…uh, what was I saying?

Out Of Reach

I gotta tell you, I’m tired of waiting. Ever since President Obama killed it winning a second term and demolishing old Mittens in the process, Republicans have been promising to reach out to minority voters. They insist that they’ve seen the error of their ways and will be a more accepting, diverse, inclusive party going forward. Unfortunately, all I’ve seen is the same message of greed, homophobia, and racist voter disenfranchisement. Prominent Republican politicians such as Michelle Bachman, Ted Cruz and Mario Rubio continue to spew hate, intolerance and bigotry. The party persists in its practice of pandering to the extreme right racist and tea party baggers within the party. So where’s the outreach?

Perhaps their idea of reaching means to reach out and hold back minorities, women and the elderly. Just days after the Supreme Court’s ruling striking down a key part of the Voting Rights Act, which had required certain states and jurisdictions with a history of voter discrimination to clear all voting changes in advance with the Justice Department or federal court, the Republican legislation in red states such as Texas and North Carolina quickly sought to marginalize and discourage minority voting by attempting to enact restrictive Jim Crow era voter laws requiring I.D. to vote, slashing the number of polling precincts, minimizing precinct voting hours and slashing Sunday voting and same day registration provisions. You may recall the gargantuan lines created on Election Day in Florida and Ohio when they cancelled early voting resulting in voters waiting for up to eight hours to vote. Now, I know we all like to think that everyone has some form of I.D. but they can be very difficult and expensive to obtain for the poor and elderly. They may not have access to documents like birth certificates without incurring major expense, especially those who are over the age where all birth certificates were in an automated system. Then there would be the hassle of getting a state recognized photographic I.D. For elderly, handicapped people getting to all these offices can be exhausting if not prohibitive as well as expensive if they can no longer drive.

 But it’s not just about I.D. In Texas they plan to reduce polling places from 84 to 12! The predominately "white" area polling places will serve about 6,000 voters while the most "minority" polling places will be expected to serve 86,000. In North Carolina they went as far as canceling the program which allowed 17 year old students enrolled in high school civics classes to pre-register as voters prior to their 18^th birthday. They also are currently seeking to penalize college students with a bill to raise taxes on families with college students who choose to vote at school rather than at home, effectively discouraging college students from voting. In an effort to purge voter rolls for the 2012 election, Florida officials identified voters they suspected to be non-citizens and sent their information to county election supervisors who then mailed letters to voters requesting proof they were U.S. citizens. If no response was received, the voter was dropped from the rolls. Of course an excessively large majority of those identified were either Black or Hispanic. Way to reach out and touch Repubs.

At some point, the Republican Party must be held accountable for catering to the racists, the birthers and those calling the President a communist, socialist, Muslim, America-hating terrorist. They must also be taken to task for not denouncing those within their party who support and promote these crazy conspiracy theories and group based cultural generalizations such as the Limbaughs, Hannitys, Becks and O’Reillys. Oh, and let’s not forget the bigoted racist crackpots like Ted Nugent and Ann Coulter. If Republicans truly wanted to reach out they would champion economic issues that support the middle and working classes and they would actively promote the idea of equal justice for all people, which would allow them to cast a much wider net. Instead they continue to be in favor of cutting programs that benefit middle and working class families, adamantly oppose health care for the poor and elderly and can’t seem to stay out of the bedrooms of individual citizens or the wombs of grown ass women all of whom are completely capable of making decisions about the most intimate part of their lives. They persist in stereotyping, victim blaming and advocating the dismantling of programs that disproportionately affect the poor and minorities while keeping those that provide tax breaks for the rich and powerful. Their idea of reaching out appears to be keeping the poor, women and minorities in their place. They may as well just say it, "We hate you. We don't want you to vote. We want to cut out every government dime that helps the poorest among you cope with a grossly unfair economy. Now, why won't you stupid people vote for us?"

Terms Of Endearment

Ok White people let’s get this straight once and for all, you cannot use the N word just because you hear some Black people using it. The Paula Deen debate over her use of the word has brought to the surface some the most stupid ignorant arguments I’ve heard in a long time. Paula and her supporters claim to be confused as they say that they hear Black people using the word all the time. First of all, no you don’t. Contrary to what people may have you believe, in the black community the use of the N word is not as common as ants at a picnic and is a heavily debated argument. I don’t understand why you are so anxious to use the word anyway, are you a rapper or a wannabe thug? And come on, let’s stop playing stupid there is no double standard. You all know full well the offensive history of the word so stop trying to compare calling someone a white boy or a honky as being equally offensive as the N word. As far as the derogatory term cracker I have never used the word. In fact the first time I heard it used was when George Jefferson said it on an episode of The Jeffersons back in the 80s. It’s an archaic term from the early 20th century and frankly never received much use outside of the Deep South. Regardless, none of these terms carry the same weight or historical baggage as the N word.

In a recent interview with Piers Morgan, Rachel Jeantel who provided witness testimony for the prosecution in the Zimmerman trial, unsuccessfully attempted to explain the difference between the terms nigger and nigga. She stated that the term nigger was racist yet nigga was a term that could be used to describe any man, regardless of color…ok. Look, I know she was attempting to make a valid point and no offense intended but this woman has trouble articulating a thought to let you know she needs to use the restroom so why would anyone take her opinion as a statement of fact?  At any rate the poster boy for fat bigoted puffy faced racist white men, Rush Limbaugh, has decided based on Ms. Jeantel’s statement that he has a pass to toss out the word nigga like the first pitch of the World Series and did so repeatedly yesterday on his radio show. He also stated he would hereafter refer to the Chinese man at his Laundromat as his nigga beginning with his next visit and would use the term freely with any man he may encounter going forward…seriously, I would gladly contribute to a fund to have this man just disappear. And don’t get me started on the stereotypical racist implications of a Chinese Laundromat, it really must take some effort to remain that racist.  But you can’t blame him he’s simply fulfilling his job description, which is to exploit racism and white resentment and appeal to his racists listening base. Of course he says nigga on the air but if he’s so eager to as he says, “rightfully use the word” he’s free to walk into the middle of any inner city housing project located in any major city and scream it at the top of his lungs…no guarantee he’ll live to tell about it but that could take care of that disappearance fund.

Now I’ve been known to drop the N bomb now and then but I also understand the term discretion. I don’t walk into an office meeting with a room full of white people and holler to the lone Black in the room, “James my nigga, wassup?” I understand where the word came from and how it was used to demean and degrade Black people and to keep us in our place.  I’m aware of how those who fought and died for civil rights would cringe at how freely the word is used today among Black people. But I also know that not all Black people think alike as some would have you believe and there are differing opinions on the use of the word within the community. In fact attempts by the NAACP to officially bury the word brought about varying views but did nothing to extricate the word and the argument continues. What Rachel Jeantel attempted to convey is that my nigga, f**k you nigga, nigger please or damn, that nigger got game are often terms of endearment and are ultimately different when recited by a Black person. It doesn’t matter whether you think you can use it as a term of endearment as well because quite simply, you can’t. So, yes White, people there are words Black people can use that you can’t but you’ve got the whole white male, birthright entitlement, institutionalized racism thing down to a science…so get over it.

Murder By Numbers

Note to self: Do not walk alone at night anywhere within the state of Florida (under any circumstance). What would you do if you were being followed in the dark, in the rain, by a strange man? What if you decided to run and he continued to pursue? Would you wait for him to attack or attack first? Would you fight for your life, or would you stand there and wait for the unknown? To say that I’m disappointed by the Zimmerman trial verdict doesn’t begin to express my feelings. I’m disappointed, hurt, angry and fearful for the lives of young African-American boys as this verdict has deemed their lives less important than those of any other race. This jury has affirmed that if you are a young black child minding your own business an individual can stalk you on the street and if a confrontation arises, you can be legally murdered without consequence.

Apparently the defense was successful in their efforts to place Trayvon Martin on trial and convict him for his own murder. The one strolling home with a passion for Skittles, Arizona Iced Tea and wearing hoodies, is the one who was convicted. The one who was racially profiled and assumed to be guilty because of walking while Black was convicted. Not the one driving around looking for trouble hoping to create a confrontation in order to use his gun. Not the wannabe cop and self-appointed neighborhood watchman who was told to stay in his vehicle and not pursue. Not the one who was also told to let the police deal with it if in fact there was anything with which to deal. Not the one who after shooting an unarmed child rather than yell for someone to call for an ambulance or dial 911 instead for some strange reason, turned the victim over and spread his arms out. No not him. He was found innocent and blameless.

I’m also disappointed with the way the prosecution tried this case. How is it that a grown man stalked a 17 year old child against the advice of authority then after the child ran he caught up with him and when the child attempted to defend himself, he was shot and killed? I don’t claim to be a legal expert but it pretty much sounds like a slam dunk case to me. How in the hell is Zimmerman allowed to claim self-defense when based on his own assumptions of who Trayvon Martin was, he initiates the confrontation with his decision to ignore the dispatcher and get out of the car with a gun? At the very least it sounds like negligent homicide. It was Zimmerman’s reckless and stupid decisions which led directly to the death of Trayvon Martin. Zimmerman was looking for a confrontation and when he couldn’t handle it he shot and killed an innocent kid. Why was this so difficult to prove? Instead the prosecution allowed the defense to make it all about the fight between Zimmerman and Trayvon and to paint Trayvon as the aggressor.

Still, I really would like to speak with the women from the jury. Regardless of their race I just want to understand how a jury of six mothers could come to such a conclusion. I’d like to know how they would expect their child to react to similar circumstances, how they found Zimmerman completely guiltless and lastly I truly would like to know how they sleep at night.

Chalkboard Blues

The fact that Paula Deen is a racist should come as a surprise to no one. Just last year during a televised interview with the New York Times the Food Network host and self-described Belle of the South pulled the “some of my best friends are black” card stating there was a young man she considered “just like family”…wow look at me I’m White and accepting, ain’t I magnanimous. According to her the young man was “black as a chalkboard” but she didn’t see color at all. She had him come out to be introduced and asked him to move from in front of the chalkboard so people could see him…crickets chirping. Now some may find this funny, I don’t, but if she’s comfortable making these jokes on TV why wouldn’t she feel comfortable making the same racist comments she’s accused of in the lawsuit filed against her and her brother. The lawsuit alleges sexual harassment and a workplace environment where racial slurs were allegedly tolerated and described as quite common.

In an ill-conceived attempt to defend herself, Ms. Deen stated that of course she has used racial slurs as she was raised in the South over 60 years ago when such language was not only accepted but was the norm for the times…apparently she and her family were unaware of that pesky old civil rights movement taking place at the same time. So this woman who was born in 1946 and went through her teenage and formative adult years during the 1960s and early 70s, felt it was ok to use racial slurs because of where she was from even though there were huge changes happening all around her. Perhaps her family simply felt all that freedom riding Martin Luther King, Jr. bus boycotting nonsense just didn’t apply to them. Look if she wants to use the N word and other racial slurs fine, but own it. Don’t use the, everybody else was doing it excuse. And to be clear, she’s not being sued for using racist terms in the past she is accused of creating and tolerating them currently in her business. Also of note, the woman suing her is White. Apparently Paula felt comfortable thinking she was with one of her own and could speak freely. Unfortunately for Paula the woman who filed the suit has African-American in-laws and felt extremely uncomfortable.

What I find even more disturbing than her need to place a pound of butter or lard in every single one of her recipes, no matter what she’s cooking, is that this old broad nostalgically refers to slavery as the good ole days. She wanted to have an old “Plantation Style Wedding” for her equally racist brother, replete with Black men serving the guest dressed up in their finest colonial slavery clothing. She said she wanted it to be like the Shirley Temple days when they used to tap dance around. She also tearfully tells the story of how her great grandfather committed suicide because the south had changed and he was going to lose the 30 workers he had on the books. Uh Gramps, those weren’t workers, they were slaves and what changed the south was the Civil War buddy. Wouldn’t it have been easier to simply make them sharecroppers and then bleed them dry for rent, supplies, food & clothing like all the other racist former slave holding plantation owners were doing?...just saying. Is it scarier that she tells black chalkboard longing for the days of slavery stories or that the idiot has no idea how offensive they are? Paula says she doesn’t tell “racial” jokes herself, although she’s sure members of her family have told jokes that contained the N word and her husband “is constantly telling me jokes.” When asked whether she was offended by her husband’s jokes she replied, “No, because it’s my husband”. So to be clear she stated in her deposition that she doesn’t tolerate racist jokes and degrading slurs but if it’s her husband and family its ok…my head hurts. Paula says the last time she can remember using the N word was when she was mugged by a Black man and related the story and his description to her husband. You know the same husband who’s so fond of those hilarious racist jokes. To be honest, I’m not sure if she thought it was ok to use the word because she had been mugged and was upset or because she really felt that was a valid feature of the man’s description.

Thankfully the Food Network acted swiftly and canned her fat grey haired old ass before she could continue her ignorant racist crusade further. Of course the “we’ve all made mistakes” and First Amendments Rights zealots were quick to defend her and to condemn the Food Network but here’s the deal. There’s no mistaking about anything she’s said and as I stated before I don’t think she’s even smart enough to know how offensive some of her statements were. A person who claims to not be racist yet acts otherwise is probably more dangerous than one who is blatant. Ms. Deen has the right to her opinions, racial slurs and offensive jokes and she has the right to make them public if she wants. But if the Food Network decides her exercising those rights could negatively affect the brand they’ve created, then they’ve got the right to terminate her employment…y’all.

Welfare Queens

It was recently reported that the CEO of Darden, the corporation that owns Olive Garden and Red Lobster is actively working to fight a bill in California that would thwart attempts by large corporations to cut employee hours to avoid the health insurance requirements of the Affordable Care Act (ACA). This bill would make it unlawful for a large employer to, among other things, designate an employee as an independent contractor or temporary employee, reduce an employee’s hours or work, or terminate an employee if the purpose is to avoid the obligation of the ACA requirements. This is in direct response to the so called Wal-Mart Loophole…you remember Wal-Mart that wonderful company which chooses to hire only part-time workers to avoid required healthcare costs for full-time workers.

Now I’m not an idiot, I know that companies are in the business of making money and I know that added healthcare cost hurt the bottom line but give me a minute. Most of the arguments I read against the ACA state that it hinders economic growth in that it burdens employers with the cost of providing health care to workers. Wrong! It doesn’t hinder growth it hinders profit. There are those who argue the added cost of required healthcare coverage would increase prices however, there isn't a company yet that has shown that giving their employees health care would make their products too expensive. None of these corporations complained publicly when their fuel costs increased or when their food costs increased or when their building costs increased. Costs fluctuate, businesses adjust it’s been going on since the dawn of commerce. These arguments usually come from conservative Republicans, the same conservatives that insist on lower taxes and oppose all forms of social welfare, the same conservatives that insists government stay out of their lives. The problem with companies like Wal-Mart and Darden hiring only temporary workers is that these workers end up dependent on Medi-Cal and other government sponsored social programs to make ends meet. As the costs for these social programs increase so does the cost to the taxpayer. In an effort by these corporations to avoid additional costs and increase their bottom line, the taxpayer actually ends up supporting their means to profitability…it’s the ultimate outsourcing program. When corporations put their workers' on government programs for food aid, housing subsidies, and Medicaid and the taxpayer picks up the bill it is they, the corporations, who are the moochers and the new version of the 1980s Reagan "welfare queens". They pay minimum wage (sometimes below for tipped workers) and expect the government poverty programs to subsidize benefits. So the argument from the conservative right becomes invalid as it runs counter to their party platform and these corporations become part of that whole Mitt Romney 47% who don’t pay taxes and live off the government thing.

So far most of the outspoken corporate resistance to the ACA requirements has largely come from fast food and restaurant chains, which I find a bit unsettling and I’m beginning to wonder in what reality these CEOs exist. These greedy people will do anything immoral or unethical to make a buck, including denying the people that work their butts off for them healthcare. Really folks, they’re saying they don’t want to be responsible for assuring that the people preparing and serving your food are healthy and disease free…does penicillin come with that shake? It’s real simple, people who are covered by health insurance and receive continuous, managed, preventive medical care are more likely to be disease free and provide constant dependable workers. What CEO in his right mind would actively seek to obstruct such a workforce?

The bottom line is that any business that requires government social program subsidies for its employees in order to remain profitable probably shouldn't be in business to begin with. Who knew that a great side benefit of Obamacare (ok, just this once) would be shedding light on these self-entitled corporate moochers dependent on taxpayer dollars to run their business model?

Choke Hold

I was a big fan of the Dave Chappelle Show when it originally aired on Comedy Central. His humor was often topical and usually spot-on. There were quite a few sketches which became instant classics, “I’m Rick James Bitch!” I remember one sketch in particular involving the comedian Wayne Brady. For quite a few years Wayne Brady had been the poster child for sell-out, Uncle Tom, white ass kissing Black folk. This dude was considered so white-washed he was once called the whitest Black man in America. In a hilarious effort to combat this image Wayne Brady appeared on the show as himself and pretty much kidnapped Dave Chappelle taking him for a terrifying car ride. With Dave as the passenger, he performed a drive-by shooting, broke a cops neck and forced Dave to smoke a crack pipe telling him, “this is not an option nigga, if you not smoking we have a problem.” Finally with Dave Chappelle literally shaking with fear they stopped so Wayne Brady could collect money from one of his Hoes who came up short resulting in what has become an infamous line. In a clam, direct and chilling voiced he asked “Now is Wayne Brady gonna have to choke a bitch?”…in a hilarious aside Dave Chappelle screamed to her from the passenger’s side “Run bitch, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, GET SOME HELP!”

Well apparently here on my job some people think I’m Wayne Brady. It’s not that I present the white-washed Uncle Tom image but I am the sole black bean in a sea of brown and white rice and I stand out. I don’t speak Spanish and there have been many instances where I have no idea what conversations are going on around me or if in fact I may be the topic of derogatory discussions. I mean why else start a conversation in English and switch to Spanish mid conversation…just saying. So far I’ve given them professional, educated confident Black man. I don’t make waves but nobody runs over me either. However, apparently there are those who perceive my non-confrontational attitude as a Wayne Brady weakness. Currently I chair a committee which is working to update and streamline business procedures and processes for the company. Included on the committee are several supervisors who report to me either directly or indirectly. One in particular, a Latino man, seems to have a problem with me being his supervisor. He clearly believes he’s smarter than me and that I should in fact be his subordinate. We’ve had several minor run-ins and up until now I’ve pretty much written them off as him just having a bad attitude but this week he crossed the line. He sent an email to my boss complaining that the committee was ineffectual and a waste of time.  He also critiqued other areas of my work and pretty much made a bid for my job implying indirectly that he could do a better job. Now I don’t know what type of response he expected from my boss or if he thought he would be in his corner but what he didn’t know is we had already been in discussion about this guy’s behavior and job performance and my boss had suggested placing him on probation in preparation for termination.

So my boss receives the email forwards a copy to me and calls me to discuss. I won’t go into the details but he pretty much told me to handle the situation as I saw fit. This guy is universally disliked within the company and nobody would be sorry to see his ass leave.  I called him in and told him I was placing him on probation for insubordination and he was not happy about it. I attempted to remain calm as I detailed his rebellious, undermining attitude.  When I finished he says to me with a thick angry Spanish accent “That’s just jor opinion” so I told him, “Well in this case my opinion is the one that counts and in my opinion your arrogance is negatively affecting your job performance and if you keep heading down this road you’ll find yourself pounding pavement seeking employment elsewhere.” He mumbled something in Spanish under his breath so I told him if there was something he wanted to say he should do so in English to which he replied, “It’s not my fault joo don’t speak Spanish”…really, he said that. Remarkably I maintained my cool and I told him that English is not a second language at our company and if he insisted on addressing me in Spanish rather than English it would place a barrier on our working relationship and my ability to communicate with him, which could lead to termination. He had nothing else to say, in either English or Spanish. I had him sign the probation form and sent him on his way. Now I have no doubt that this guy is going to make it easy for me to terminate him just based on his attitude alone.  He’s got 90 days to screw up and I’m sure he will but I’m not sure how much longer I can maintain this calm demeanor. So I gotta ask a question, is Warren Barber gonna have to choke a bitch?

Big Deal

I’ve purposely waited several days to comment on the following because I wanted to fully understand the impact and to be sure I articulate my feelings accurately. On Monday in an article he penned for Sports Illustrated, Jason Collins became the first active U.S. athlete to come out as Gay in a major sport, specifically the NBA. I don’t follow the NBA closely enough to know his name but I now know it’s one I’ll never forget. Over the last several days I’ve read countless articles and op-ed pieces and although there were quite a few positive comments including one from President Obama, the negative ones were full of hate and to be honest pretty disgusting. As expected, Christian zealots were swift with their Bible tossing. Chris Broussard a commentator for ESPN declared homosexuality an "open rebellion to God" and stated he does not consider Jason Collins to be a Christian. Ok, so that’s his opinion and it’s expected from the Evangelical crowd, I just wouldn’t have expected to hear it on ESPN…and by the way, thanks for the Christian compassion buddy. Just in case you’re curious the question posed to Chris Broussard was “what does it mean for Jason Collins to play as an openly Gay person in the NBA?” not sure why it lead him to quote scripture. Rush Limbaugh was quick to defend Chris Broussard and boo hooed about the plight of the persecuted straight White male or some such nonsense, I don’t know I lost interest. (Note to self, stop clicking on stories about his fat ass)

Quite a few of the commenters stated they were sick of the Gay Agenda being forced on them and Gay people flaunting their sex lives everywhere. They wondered why Gay people couldn’t “just keep all of that to themselves”. Many stated that they watch sports for the game and don’t want to know all about the players’ sex lives and what goes on in their bedrooms. Okay then, I no longer want to read about any sports figure's engagements, dating habits, break ups, or marriages. I don't want to see them photographed with their supermodel, singer, or actress girlfriends while out having dinner. I don't want to read about what carat of diamond they bought and how the size of the diamond is supposed to make up for the fact that the man cheated. In fact, Jason Collins never detailed his sex life or what goes on in his bedroom. When a person states that they are Gay they are declaring their sexual orientation, if your mind immediately goes to a detailed sex act upon hearing the news, maybe you’re the one with the problem.

What really caught my attention was a theme running throughout the comments stating the announcement wasn’t a big deal and there were more important things going on such as the struggling U.S. economy. Some said big deal, so a mediocre NBA player at the end of his career is Gay or big deal how does some Gay athlete coming out affect my life. Of course the cynics came out in droves with accusations of a nefarious plot being hatched by Collins, who is currently a free agent, to get signed to a new team. So let me get this straight (pardon the pun) Collins comes out as Gay to get signed, yet he has no idea if his teammates will turn on him or refuse to share a locker room with him. He now has to deal with the taunts and hatred and wonder if some unstable individual or group will target him for a violent act and more importantly he now knows that no matter what he does for the rest of his life, this is what his name will be synonymous with. These types of comments can only come from those who have no idea what it is like to have to live a secret life or risk losing a career simply because of who you are. They have no clue of the emotional toll and the difficulty of coming out to not only his friends and family but to the world. And for the record anyone who for one second thinks that there are not more Gay athletes still inside the locker room is a fool.

So here’s the big deal as I see it. Nobody expects the world to stop spinning because of the announcement but if something doesn’t affect you directly it doesn’t lessen its importance and no matter what anyone may say to the contrary, this most certainly is a big deal. It’s a big deal because visibility is important. If some young child looks at Collins and is inspired and realizes that just because they may be Gay doesn’t mean they can’t grow up to be successful in their chosen field of sports, that’s a big deal. It’s a big deal to the isolated and frightened Gay school kids who have absolutely no role models and people telling them they can never be who they are or aspire to who they want to be. It’s a big deal to the kids who will be beaten and kicked out of their houses for being Gay, kids who will never talk to their biological families again kids who are told they are sick, perverted and in need of reparative aid. It’s a big deal to anyone who has the compassion to understand the loneliness of many Gay youth and the horrifying suicide rates among Gay teens. It’s a big deal to Gay people in all professions who face possible backlash from co-workers, employers, and members of the general public simply for being who they are. It’s a big deal because we live in a society where Gay people are still being physically brutalized and even murdered because they are Gay. It’s a big deal because it challenges the notion of the feminine Gay male and the negative stereotypical caricatures of Gay men in women’s high heels with purses as depicted on TV shows such as The Real Housewives of Atlanta. It’s a big deal because it leads us to redefine the terms of masculinity and exposes the world to the image of a strong masculine African-American Gay man. Yep, it’s a big fucking deal.

I look forward to the day when the declaration of one’s sexual identity is not a big deal but today is not that day. On Monday Jason Collins had the dignity, courage and conviction to break the barrier and come out of the locker room as the first openly Gay active professional male athlete and I applaud him for his inspirational bravery. I’d like to leave you with an excerpt from Jason Collins’ Sports Illustrated article, "It takes an enormous amount of energy to guard such a big secret. I've endured years of misery and gone to enormous lengths to live a lie." “I kept telling myself the sky was red when I knew it was blue, I want to be genuine and authentic and truthful. I want to take a stand and say me too.”

Everybody Get Up!

Recently while driving and listening to music on the radio I had a conversation with my sister. We lamented on the fact that the song stylists of today don’t really know how to craft a lyric as well as those from the good old days. Even with dance music, all you hear now days is a repetitive techno beat or booty shaking music with unintelligible lyrics. (I dare you to decipher the monotone mumbling on any ‘Lil Wayne song) Now let me be clear, there’s nothing wrong with shaking your booty but songs from the past gave you relatable stories while you danced. For instance, Marvin Gaye’s Got to Give It Up. The song tells the story of a shy wallflower who ultimately couldn’t resist getting his boogie on. “I used to go out to parties and stand around, ‘cause I was too nervous to really get down”. You see although Marvin had the desire he was afraid to really let go. There was something holding him back yet at the same time pulling him in, listening to the song you could almost see him standing around watching others uninhibited enjoying themselves and him longing to join in. He continues, “But my body yearned to be free, I got up on the floor for somebody to choose me”. The call of the boogie is a strong one folks, try as he may he couldn’t resist the urge to dance and ultimately did Give it Up. He discovered that “As long as you’re grooving, there’s always a chance, somebody watching might wanna make romance”…classic!

The Temptations gave us Psychedelic Shack, “let me tell you ‘bout a place I know, to get in it don’t take much dough”. Just in case you were unsure about exactly what type of setting they were speaking of they provided the following, “It's got a neon sign outside that says, Come in and take a look at your mind, You'd be surprised at what you might find”. Apparently this was one of those establishments where one may find persons partaking in recreational mind altering substances...ok, they were getting high. Rick James introduced us to a provocative Super Freak. Apparently, “she’s a very kinky girl, the kind you don't take home to mother, she will never let your spirits down, once you get her off the street”. Umm ok but not so sure you should be too excited about someone you have to get off the street and to be clear apparently if you don’t get her off the street she will let your spirits down… just saying. Prince told us to “Party like its 1999”…sheesh, it seemed so far away at the time. He also detailed what would happen If I Were Your Girlfriend which in spite of sounding kinky was quite an ode to devotion. “If I was your girlfriend would you remember to tell me all of the things you forgot when I was your man? If I was your best friend would you let me take care of you and do all the things that only a best friend can?

There were tales of love, heartache and even surprise breakups such as the Gap Band’s Burn Rubber, “You told me to go up the block, To get you a strawberry pop, When I got back to the flat, You had burned rubber out the back” Damn, talk about cold she waited for him to leave and then booked, they even had the sound of the car peeling out. Just a small note here, when was the last time you heard the expression strawberry pop or red soda water for that matter. It was even possible to be romantically aggressive while dancing like when Teddy Pendergrass sang Turn Off the Lights…“TURN EM OFF!!” He meant that shit, if you didn’t turn off the damn lights your ass was in trouble. Women were rushing around turning off lights in rooms they weren’t even in. Of course Jody Watley was no better Looking for a new love, “Now other guys will have me, they'll appreciate my love, tell me, how does it feel? Wow, not only am I gonna sleep with other guys after I leave you I’m gonna tell you about it and then get all Oprah Winfrey on your ass and ask about your feelings. Damn girl!

Even when rap came along the story telling dancing continued. Who could resist the Sugar Hill Gang’s “Now what you hear is not a test, I'm rappin’ to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet”. So this was no fire drill people it was the real thing and you knew exactly what their intentions were. Only a fool was occupying wall space as they continued, “Have you ever went over a friend’s house to eat and the food just ain't no good? The macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed and the chicken tastes like wood.”…come on in spite of the bad grammar you’re thinking about hitting the dance floor right now or at least avoiding that friend’s house with the Hell’s Kitchen reject for a mother (you know the one). Even Lady T got into the mix with Square Biz one of the first rap vocal performances, “Baby, what's happening entre vous Lady Tee I've heard a boatload of others ladies' raps but they ain't got nothin' on me, I'm less than five foot one, a hundred pounds of fun I like sophisticated funk, I live on Dom Perignon, caviar, filet mignon and you can best believe that's bunk. Here's what I'm talking, baby, Square Biz”. So Teena not only enticed you to dance she did so with a boastful arrogance that stimulated your mind adding a little French and some elegant dining suggestions as well. Classy.

At any rate, I know we can’t relive the past (except maybe on a good playlist) and to ask that things never change would be too much. So let me end with this, how about you Reminisce on the Good Times and how you still “Can’t get enough, of that Funky Stuff” or the nights spent Hollywood Swingin’, dancing with a Brick House and surviving through Joy and Pain. The fun you had with your School Boy Crush when you would Shake Your Body Down to the Ground like a Dancing Machine, break out in a Cold Sweat and then exclaim Let’s Groove Tonight all while riding the Mothership Connection, which was quite a Thriller. And don’t forget the Boogie Nights or how much fun it was to Cut the Cake. So tonight despite accusations that you may be Living for the Weekend, you know you’ve Got To Be Real so find the Reasons to Celebrate and Give up the Funk put on your Boogie Shoes, Shake Your Pants and Dance, Dance, Dance.

Ebony & Ivory, 2013

THIS JUST IN! LL Cool J has decided that African-Americans should let the knowledge of the horrors of slavery simply fade away and get over it. LL along with country artist Brad Paisley has released a single entitled “Accidental Racist”. The title alone is ridiculous enough to make you cringe, as if one is able to trip on a banana peel and fall into racism. Racism is certainly not ever accidental and most always deliberate and should not be confused with prejudice. Racism is a structured process by which one group has more power or exercises more power over another because of the color of their skin. To imply that any person can be racist accidental or otherwise is absurd. African-Americans and other minorities simply don't have the ability to systematically deny people of other races access to jobs, housing and education…especially not by accident. So according to these two scholars of racial acceptance we’re supposed to just forget the monumental events that lead us to the situation we find ourselves in today. We should just forget the institutional, economic and political power to crush the aspirations of African-Americans and other minorities. In the song the two suggest that the problem of racism is simply people not understanding each other and that if we took the time to get to know one anotherrrrrrrrrrr zzzzzzzzzzzz…sorry bullshit usually puts me to sleep.

I might be less critical if this were a sincere attempt to construct dialogue on an admittedly sore subject but these two idiots simply trade verses back and forth in an ignorant, uninformed, preachy tone…oh yeah, and stupid. Sample lyrics from Paisley: "I'm proud of where I'm from but not everything we've done, and it ain't like you and me can rewrite history". Really Brad? I think the state of Texas is doing a pretty good job rewriting the past with their revisionist public school text books that pretty much deny the existence and history of slavery in the United States. He also feels the need to explain his peculiar fashion choices in particular his desire to wear t-shirts emblazoned with the Confederate flag, “when I put on that t-shirt, the only thing I meant to say is I'm a Skynyrd fan, the red flag on my chest somehow is like the elephant in the corner of the south, and I just walked him right in the room, just a proud rebel son with an ‘ol can of worms.” Uh what now? What the hell does that even mean and what happened to inserting a rhyme or two in a song folks? Someone should inform Brad of the history of his “proud” rebel flag. Explain to him how the Confederate flag regained popularity during the civil rights era amidst the struggles against Jim Crow laws, lynching and forced segregation. Explain to him that his red flag is not about “Southern pride” it’s about symbolizing racism, oppression and white supremacy and only an uninformed idiot would pretend otherwise…dumb ass.

And Mr. Cool J is no better. He actually wrote these lyrics, “If you don't judge my gold chains, I'll forget the iron chains”. WOW!!! Well, at least he rhymed. LL you should know that stereotyping a person for their ridiculous fashion choices is not something akin to the pain of being chained and shackled into forced labor and the comparison is both hurtful and offensive…besides, wearing tacky jewelry only hurts the eyes. But wait it gets better, “Dear Mr. White Man, I wish you understood, what the world is really like when you're livin' in the hood, just because my pants are saggin' doesn't mean I'm up to no good, you should try to get to know me, I really wish you would”…seriously what is up with this man’s fascination with fashion? If his pants are sagging at 45 years old somebody needs to check him. Dear Mr. White man?! Honestly if these lyrics were written by a 4th grader I would understand but this from arguably one of the greatest MC’s of all time? Later in the song he gives a shout out to Confederate Army commander Robert E. Lee, “RIP Robert E. Lee but I've gotta thank Abraham Lincoln for freeing me, know what I mean”. Seriously, somebody needs to snatch this man’s Negro Card.

Amnesia is not the means to end racism folks and ignoring the past is an insult to those who lived and struggled through it. Slavery may have ended 150 years ago but the resulting effect thrives. Stupid ass let’s all just forgive each other, let bygones be bygones and get along songs like this suggest that there is some historical equivalence between blacks and whites. What the hell do Blacks need to be forgiven for? The fact is people continue to suffer from racism and oppression every day and it's insulting to insinuate otherwise. The way we can all move forward and just get along is to acknowledge and reverse the damage done by slavery not pretending it never happened. Coming up next, Accidental White Privilege.

Entitlements

The nerve of those presumptuous uppity colored folks, not only do these people expect to vote they want it to be free of obstruction. What’s wrong with these people are they completely unaware of the 3/5 Compromise? Apparently this is the thinking of Supreme Court Justice Antonin Scalia because according to him the 1965 Voting Rights Act (VRA) contributes to the “perpetuation of racial entitlement.” Someone needs to explain to the Justice that voting for all citizens is a right and not an entitlement. Or maybe it’s just that a person of racist ideals would assume that White people allowing people of color to vote qualifies as an entitlement. The question before the court is whether states with a long history of racial discrimination must still get permission from the Justice Department before changing their voting laws as required by the VRA. The whole reason for the Voting Rights Act was that these states were exercising White entitlements to control and suppress the voting process and it was enacted to ensure these state governments would no longer continue such practices. The questionable tactics used in the recent election such as limiting voter accessibility makes evident the flaw in Scalia's statement.

Is it possible that this idiot thinks that post emancipation everything was suddenly all honky-dory for Black folk. Justice Scalia, apparently suffering from selective amnesia should be reminded of our nations historical racism and of all those who were washed down the streets with fire hoses, subjected to beatings and lynching, attacked by dogs and jailed just to secure the right to vote. It really wasn’t that long ago and quite honestly when it comes to voting rights not a lot has changed. You should be able to cast your ballot at your local church, school gymnasium or the neighborhood You Buy We Fry (50% off your order when you vote) without fear of intimidation or restriction and without having to conquer logistical hurdles placed in your path. Too bad it’s not that simple. The very states who insist that discrimination is a thing of the past and are fighting to eliminate the VRA are the very ones with the most obstacles. Both Texas and Louisiana have been cited for violating the VRA recently when attempting to redistrict. In fact, the case before the Supreme Court to overturn the act comes from Alabama of all places…two words, George Wallace.

So we’ve now twice successfully elected an African-American President and contemptuous legislators and jurist such as Scalia cynically assert that we have overcome. Of course we haven’t and voters are still in need of protection. The VRA was created to ensure the blatantly racist states of the segregated South would no longer be able to overtly deny African-Americans the right to vote. Detractors who wish to eliminate the VRA advocate that the law is outdated and no longer necessary as these states have eliminated voter deterrents. Even if this were true, just because you haven’t had any robberies at your home since you installed an alarm system doesn’t mean you should disable it. At any rate, long voting lines and insufficient voting machines in areas populated by minorities would suggest otherwise. Jim Crow laws such as poll taxes and literacy test requirements are being replaced by calls for voter I.D. cards, registration restrictions and early voting cuts to discourage minority voting. Unfortunately disenfranchisement is alive and well and safeguards continue to be necessary in order to ensure that discriminatory laws are defeated before they are implemented, which is the sole purpose of the Voting Rights Act. So, yes Mr. Scalia, minorities do feel entitled to vote for one simple reason, they are entitled to vote.

Down The Up Staircase

So I fell up the staircase on the way in to work today. I don’t know if you’ve ever fallen up a flight of stairs before but it’s not an easily managed task and a lot more complicated than simply falling down. My morning had started out quite promising. I had one of those rare occasions where I finished my workout with time to spare and I knew I would be arriving to work a little early so I could use the extra time to grab a cup of coffee from Starbucks. I showered quickly and donned my favorite bright blue & gray pinstriped shirt, navy blue slacks and slipped into my freshly shined black lace up Kenneth Coles…your boy was looking sharp. To say I was in a good mood would belittle how I was actually feeling. I even engaged the barista (I’ve been dying to use that word) at Starbucks in conversation inquiring about the music playing which turned out to be something I already have in my collection, yep feeling good.

My morning drive is early enough so that I don’t normally run into traffic on the road and today was no exception. Thank God it didn’t rain as predicted because when it rains here in Southern California drivers lose their minds like it’s the coming of the apocalypse. So as anticipated I arrived at work with time to spare. I even sat for an extra minute to finish listening to Steve Harvey and his ridiculous rant with a caller arguing whether it was Carfax or Carfox as he insisted…its Carfax dumb ass. As I headed towards the office I had my coffee in one hand and the phone I had just placed on vibrate along with my keycard for access to the building in the other…my hands were full. Still feeling good I actually had a spring in my step, hell I may have even been whistling. I looked ahead and I could see a co-worker was holding the door open for me. Now you know how you take that little skip trot so that you can advance the stairs two at a time. Well I miscalculated the landing on the first step and down I went but I didn’t fall quickly, at least not in my mind. I swear I fell for what seemed like ten minutes.

As I began falling I could see the reaction on my co-worker’s face as he was still holding the door. You know that look, he wasn’t sure if he should laugh or feign concern…how about a little help buddy. I didn’t know if I should lunge for the door he was still holding or flip him off. Now when you start to plummet your natural instinct is to attempt to break your fall but of course as I said before my hands were full so when I reached out gravity took over and away went my coffee….all over the staircase. (Mental note to self, don’t f**K with gravity) I tried to regain my balance as I was already into the second step but I slipped in the coffee and continued my descent, this time flipping around backwards. As I plunged to what I assumed to be certain death as I was sure I’d break my neck or something else vital I began to think of things that had absolutely nothing to do with my falling. Did I remember to let Pepper back in after she went out to pee this morning? Was my boss’s car parked out front? Why doesn't McDonald's sell hotdogs? Finally after what seemed an eternity I hit bottom. Luckily I landed butt first but the remainder of my coffee spilled all over my shirt which instantly changed to blue & brown pinstriped.

As I regained my composure and attempted to collect what little dignity I still possessed I sheepishly took a look around to see who may have witnessed my extended over the top pre-workday tumble and found myself surrounded by co-workers…most of them snickering. When I stood up I received applause. What could I do, I took a bow and limped up the stairs to my office. Yep, feeling good.

Justin Carr Wants World Peace

This past weekend I attended the funeral of my aforementioned friend’s young son Justin. Let me first say that I’m not a funeral person. I would happily volunteer to have a grand piano dropped on my head to avoid one. I’d agree to be the person holding the board at a dart contest for blind people rather than attend a funeral. I’d prefer discussing LGBT politics and the theory of evolution with a born-again evangelical Republican creationist…ok you get the idea. I’m happy to say that unlike the usual drawn out, cry your eyes red, throw yourself on the casket screaming “take me, take me” typical dreary funeral affair it was a beautiful & joyous ceremony. A true celebration of the short but extremely eventful life of a young man taken much too soon. Justin was active in theater, sports, peer counseling, school and community clubs and organizations you name it and he did it. His list of accomplishments at 16 read like someone twice his age. The ceremony included participation from his fellow choir members and several people spoke, including his elementary school teacher, one of his high school teachers and both of his parents. All gave loving tributes and all left the crowd of an estimated 1,700 (seriously 1,700, the ceremony required traffic control) feeling as though they knew him intimately. But what touched me most was when his father spoke.

He shared several stories including the one of his son at five years old eagerly and joyfully embracing his first chance to bless the table for a family meal. His father said he meticulously took the time to bless every single person he had ever met which went on for some time and at the end he asked for World Peace…at five years old. At such a young age his world view already included the need for peace. What a weight to carry at such an age. At five years old I was more concerned about whether or not I would receive that little red wagon I requested of Santa for Christmas…I got it, something to be said for being nice and not naughty. His father stated that he always felt his son was destined for greatness and when he reflected on the occasion of this story he thought perhaps this was somehow to be his legacy. So he had a request for the funeral attendees. He asked that we aid in fulfilling Justin’s legacy by posting signs, sending emails and texts, contacting our legislatures or anything to get the word out with this simple statement, Justin Carr Wants World Peace. That’s it, no more, five simple words.

So what were his Father’s expectations? Did he think this would somehow change the world? Did he think if we all posted signs wars would cease to exists? No, I think what he saw was an opportunity to make a powerful statement which embraced the memory of his son. Now I’m not a big chain mail person, in fact when someone sends me one I usually delete it without opening…believe me when I say I don’t need to send your friggin’ email to everyone in my contact list to receive my blessings for the day. However, I felt just this one time I’d conform. To be clear I’m not even asking that you forward this, that’s your decision. Quite simply I just thought it to be a beautiful sentiment and a profound declaration from the mouth of a child and I just wanted to put it out there… Justin Carr Wants World Peace.

Gone Too Soon

Last Friday a very good friend of mine lost her 16 year-old son in an accidental drowning at his school, her only child. He was in practice for the high school swim team and although the response time from the school coaches and the arriving paramedics was quick he passed away shortly after reaching the hospital. Upon hearing the news her husband suffered a heart attack. Although he remains hospitalized he’s ok and is expected to be released soon.

I wanted to write something to express my feelings for my friend’s loss but I just sat and I stared at the screen. I wanted to write of this unexpected and shocking event which will forever change her life and those connected to her son. I wanted to write of how I kept waiting for the phone call to come that day saying there had been a tragic mistake and her son was ok. I wanted to write of young lives taken too soon and of the unexplained will of God. I wanted to write of the empathy I felt for my friend but in all honesty I have no idea what that is, as I can’t imagine having to bear the massive and sorrowful weight of such a loss. I can’t even begin to fathom the pressure she must feel within or the hurt she struggles with just to rise out of bed. I can’t conceive her aching as everything around her reminds her of her son and subsequently of her loss. Ultimately, I had no shared experience I could offer in order to console her.

I wanted her to know I’ve prayed for the pain she feels to subside. I wanted to tell her it will get better but I can’t imagine this to be true. I know that the pain she feels will probably last longer than any mother’s heart should be forced to bear. I wish I could find words to comfort my friend. I wish I could say all the right things to make the pain go away and I wish I could hold my dear old friend to let her know she’s not alone. I take comfort in knowing she has a strong family and they will aid in her struggle to continue. I wanted to write but my heart was too heavy and the words wouldn’t come….so I stared at the screen.

Burnin' Down The House

So after a weeklong manhunt during which the LAPD had heavy light skinned Black men on lockdown in their homes for fear of being accidentally shot, they finally caught up with and reportedly killed alleged cop killer and former LAPD member, Chris Dorner…I’m still confused why they didn’t just go pick him up from Staples Center when he hosted the Grammy Awards last Sunday night. Anyway it’s good to know that the citizens of L.A are for the time being safe from the LAPD. For the past seven days I didn’t venture out of my home unless absolutely necessary as I didn’t want to become the result of a tragic misinterpretation which is how L.A Police Chief Charlie Beck described the incident where two Latino women on their morning paper route were shot in their vehicle as police mistook their truck for Dorner’s. But you can’t blame the LAPD, I mean who knew there was more than one Nissan Titan truck matching the description of Dorner’s in Los Angeles and anyway why take the time to run the tags on a vehicle when you can just open fire. But it’s all good, they offered them a new car to replace the bullet riddled one they refashioned…negotiated settlement to follow.

No comment so far from the Torrance police chief after peace officers shot up a second not Dorner vehicle. This time they rammed and fired three shots into the pick-up truck of a LAX baggage handler who was heading to the beach for some early morning surfing. It was reported that the colors of neither he nor the truck he was driving matched those of the suspect…seriously, it was in the L.A. Times. So apparently it doesn’t matter what hue or gender you are…and dude may want to pick up an afternoon hobby. The police then posted a bulletin stating the public should beware of Dorner…probably some computer glitch, I’m sure they meant the out of control  trigger happy police officers. They later offered a million dollar reward for Dorner, apparently dead or alive it didn’t say, which prompted all conscientious and civil minded Anglo citizens for the entire Southern California region to report every African-American male they encountered…as a result quite a few malls and office buildings were temporarily closed down.

Now I want to preface the following by saying I do not condone the actions of Christopher Dorner and I feel for the family of his victims. One more time for the illiteracy squad, I DO NOT CONDONE HIS ACTIONS. However I can certainly empathize with his frustration and I have a few questions regarding his dismissal. Additionally, it’s obvious that there are still major issues going on in the ranks of the LAPD and not a lot has changed since the Rodney King beating. Why are the abusers of Rodney King now in supervisory roles? Why is it that if you accuse a fellow officer of excessive force and the review board doesn't believe your side, you get fired? How can you possibly have an effective system of reporting abuse when there's no reward if they believe you and your career is ruined if they don't? Why were they so nervous and adamant about killing him that they'd open fire on a vehicle without identifying the occupants? (ok quite a few questions) This ridiculous PR ruse of reopening his case after he’s gone and unable to speak for himself speaks volumes and in fact any new inquiry should be handled by State or Federal authorities. It certainly should not be left up to the LAPD to investigate themselves…yet again.

Of course the media is already rampant with stories portraying African-Americans as Dorner’s only supporters and comparing them to those of O.J. Simpson. This is a false narrative that only serves to incite more racism and further paints African-Americans as supporters of terrorism. You only have to read the comments on every single page that covers this story to see the nearly unanimous opinion that his actions are wrong yet understood in light of the corrupt actions of his LAPD superiors. Dorner's manifesto (which is 10 pages long and took quite some time to read) does talk about the legacy of racism that exists in LAPD, but his grievance is not about that. It's about the blue code of silence and administrative retribution which protects their corrupt institution and the shitty way they treat some people and destroy the lives of others who don't fall in line. It’s sad that Dorner felt so betrayed by his fellow officers and superiors that he would resort to the actions taken. He may have had greater affect by simply releasing his manifesto to the media and the general public…or at the minimum maybe sending out a few resumes, just thinking out loud.

Finally, there has to be an independent investigation into last week’s shameful and unfounded assaults on innocent citizens going about their daily business in the overzealous hunt for a suspected cop killer. Both bullet riddled trucks should be parked downtown in front of police headquarters as a constant reminder of the corruption of the LAPD. But we can rest in the comfort that at least for now the LAPD can go to sleep without their night lights on…and I can finally get some sun.

A Dose Of The Homos

So the guy (I refuse to type his name, it’s just too damn long) who’s accepting blame for this whole Manti Te’o made up girlfriend hoax, lie, fantasy or whatever they’re calling it today tells Dr. Phil he’s a recovering homosexual and that he impersonated the fake girlfriend to have some twisted version of intimacy over the phone in order to be closer to Te’o…because he’s like all in love with him and shit. So my question of course is just what the hell a recovering homosexual is and where’s the cure? Imagine telling a friend, “I caught the homos man but don’t worry, I got a shot and I’m on the road to recovery”, or “I had a bad case of the homos last summer, it all started after I saw that Idris Elba film.” WTF! What this guy really needs to recover from is his constant and complicated lies and delusions. Now he’s claiming he was molested as a child by a fellow Mormon Church member as if that explains his homosexuality…you know the homosexuality he’s totally recovering from. The sad part is this guy, whose father is a minister in the Mormon Church is simply afraid he’ll lose his relationship with the father, his friends and family if he comes out as gay. Instead because of his distorted religious teachings and societal indoctrination imposed on him he says stupid self-loathing things and pretends to believe in the cure.

Seriously, homosexuality has not been considered a mental illness and certainly not a disease for over 40 years, but there are opportunists out there who claim they can magically heal people who are not sick and fix people who are not broken. They call it Reparative Therapy. These so-called therapists mislead "patients", deliberately misrepresent science and dangerously play head games that can cause lasting mental scars. What they are doing is engaging in consumer fraud as they offer promises that they can't deliver while delivering disasters that they never promised. America's youth of which this guy is a typical example, deserve better than being pawns in a shameful effort to profit from the pain of hurting parents who are falsely led to believe that these quacks are genuine experts. The American Psychological Association, the American Medical Association and the American Academy of Pediatrics all reject this supposed therapy and agree that attempts to change a person’s sexual identity can lead to anxiety, dejection, and self-destructive behavior. Teens exposed to this “treatment” are more likely to experience severe depression, suicide attempts and drug use according to the Journal of the American Academy of Pediatrics.

I don’t know if this guy is in one of these programs but there are plenty of them out there. Most notably the clinic run by Michelle “Crazy Eyes” Bachman and her oh so obviously gay husband…I hope he’s not the poster boy for the clinic. By the way these are exactly the type of charitable organizations to which Chick-fil-A owner Dan Cathy donates. Honestly this whole reparative therapy scam has got to be stopped. The obvious and common sense question is has any heterosexual ever taught himself to become homosexual? Has the reverse situation ever occurred? We are inherently attracted to one gender or the other or perhaps to both genders. We do not sit down and choose A, B, or C, as if we are taking a multiple choice test. While no one has transformed from gay to straight, there have been too many people who have gone from whole to hurting or from alive to dead. Too many children are taught by these quacks to believe their genuine feelings are unreal or that they are somehow unclean and this therapy will cleanse them. The only disease this guy is suffering from is more commonly known as closititis and the cure is to simply come on out.