Friday, January 29, 2010

What is the worth..

African-Americans spend most of their income (which might I add, is the lowest of any race in this country) on clothing and personal care products. This only means one thing, we care more about our appearance than much of anything else. Second to clothes and toiletries is poultry. Can we seriously be offended when people say things like "black people loooove chicken"? It's true.

It's also fact that we have an embarrassing order of priorities, and yet, we're overly sensitive when McDonald's runs Television ads of an African-American male singing R&B tunes to his beloved Chicken McNuggets. My race, this race has fallen short of every dream, hope and prayer our ancestors had for us. W.E.B DuBois had a principle that the top 10% of this race would help to uplift the rest of us - because after all, we are like crabs in a barrel - sadly his principle is now insubstantial. Only 4.8% of the African-American population hold advanced degrees in the U.S.

There's a problem here. What will it take for you to straighten your act and treat yourself with respect and have some dignity as a black woman or man? What will it take for you to spend a few more hours reading to a child rather than playing a video game or smoking a blunt? What will it take for you to wake up and go to your classes on African-American studies? What is the worth of the legacy your race? Kings and Queens, we've allowed ourselves to become jesters in this society, we've become the leading negative statistics. We, because WE as a cohesive force of strong people have fallen to the wayside and obviously, we're content.

You're only as strong as your weakest link. Help a young brother or sister out, let's stop bringing them down and treating them as if they aren't our own.

"hope for the worst.." is one feature that we as humans were cursed with. Yes, you read that correctly, cursed.

The dependence on any human-being, other than yourself, makes you - shall I say, gullible. We've fostered the understanding that it is ok to rely on others. Foolishness. We would all be best if we stood on our own two feet never expecting much more than eating, shitting and breathing of another human-being.

Sounds hard, me saying it in this way and it's understandable that as children we unconsciously rely on our parents to feed us, bathe us, soothe us and care for us but at some point in growing up and growing wise you must learn that not even yourself is a stable creature.

I'm almost convinced the depending on or relying on another person is a bigger let down than your favorite team losing the SuperBowl.

Saturday, January 16, 2010

I'm afraid I do not know what's going on with Blogger anymore, I may have to disable this mickey-flickey and stick with Tumblr. Hmm..

Anyway, quick release of thoughts for 2010;

I've found myself breaking all the rules I set out for myself and since I've disobeyed myself I have no control over my emotions. I feel like I'm 10 all over again, back when I was in love with Carl and too shy to act normal, I acted completely awkward. Never made eye-contact, barely laughed at his jokes - even if they were hilarious, I acted so weird towards the poor boy.

Sad to say I'm doing the same thing 11 years later. Ugh. I'm stupid.