10/08/2009

10 Things Black People Should Just Go Ahead and Admit

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What a coincidence; I go into my blog to create a post about what I thought are some things that Black people should finally admit to themselves, and up pops an email in my inbox about Dr. Bill Cosby and his remarks when he spoke in Chicago at the Rev. Jesse Jackson’s Rainbow/PUSH Coalition & Citizenship Education Fund back in 2004 (thanks Nita!).  According to the email,  Jackson invited Dr. Cosby to the conference to discuss his controversial remarks offered at an NAACP dinner in Washington DC back in May of the same year. Dr. Cosby stood by those remarks, saying:

“They are buying things for their kids…$500 sneakers for what? But they won’t spend $2oo for Hooked on Phonics!”

“There is a time, ladies and gentleman, when we have to turn the mirror around.”

“Before you get to the point where you say ‘I can’t do anything with them [black youth], do something with them.”

I, for one, agreed with EVERYTHING Dr. Cosby said in 2004, and what he said then is as equally pertinent and useful to us now. My absolute favorite quote during his speech at the PUSH conference was in reference to his detractors, who were trying in vain to hide the black community’s “dirty laundry”:

“Let me tell you something, your dirty laundry gets out of school at 2:30 every day, it’s cursing and calling each other ni**as as they’re walking up and down the street.”

On to my list:

1. let’s admit that many of us have missed out on opportunities, mostly by our own doing, and are now angry with life. Yet, we seem to have grown rather complacent in our self-inflicted ‘oppression’ but look at others with contempt when they’ve taken advantage of similar opportunities; often referred to as ’hating’.

2. Let’s admit that we’ve become too casual with having and raising children.

3. Let’s admit that we cannot continue to blame white people for many of our afflictions in the black community.

4. As much as it pains us to hear our truth, let’s admit that we dont have as much of a problem with hearing about violence statistics when coming from a fellow black american as we do when those same statistics are coming from a white person.

5. Let’s admit that it’s NOT alright to be so heavily influenced by a make-believe lifestyle that is offered to our youth by hip-hop artists.

6. Let’s admit that there is an epidemic of single-parent homes, led by mostly women,  in our communities.

7. Let’s admit that many of us are think that racism just magically disappeared once President Obama took office.

8. Let’s admit that we care more about money than we do education.

9. Let’s admit that many of us simply shake our heads when one of us  destroys another, but are QUICK to call Al Sharpton to rally a protest march when one of us is threatened/harmed by the police or a non-black.

10. Let’s admit that we tend to forget all the sacrifices made by our elders, our forefathers and foremothers to ensure that we have equal rights and opportunities; all the dog bites, the fire hoses, the rocks, bats and brutal words thrown at them.  How many lives were lost in order to wake up this nation so that we can finally have what’s due.

 Visit BillCosby.com for audio excerpts of  Dr. Cosby’s new book   “Come On People: On The Path From Victims To Victors

 

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09/26/2009

What About Your Friends…

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I debated and debated on whether or not I would write about this today. But for my own therapy, I decided it was best for me start typing. This is my venting sanctuary, my soap box, isnt it?  So here it goes:

In my relationships with men, if an argument or any other form of conflict dissolves the relationship completely, then without a shadow of a doubt, it’s the guy’s fault. Always. Lol!  But with chicks, it’s different and a bit more difficult.  As with what I’ve experienced with two dear friends recently, its not so easy to assume or direct blame when a situation goes left. Particularly when all parties involved feel some sort of justification for their feelings and/or behaviors. 

I’ve apparently crossed a few boundaries and established a certain level of doubt in the minds of people whom I thought had no problems trusting me. And the confusing part of it all is that, in my mind, I did nothing wrong. Now had this been any other female, I probably wouldn’t have taken the doubt so personally, after all, we women tend to have a healthy amount of reservation when interacting with other women. But silly me for thinking that this doesn’t apply to friendships, friendships of many years.

So what happens now? Do you let obvious misunderstandings ruin friendships of many years? Let principal and hurt feelings sever your ties? Or do you try and move past it, and take the chance that the friendship can never be the same? I don’t know. But what I do know is that this is not a simple ‘you borrowed my earrings and never returned them’ situation. Hell, I wish it were that simple.

09/25/2009

“Feel Good” Fridays

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On Facebook today, I wondered where the one-time Neo Soul, “IT” girl Vivian Green disappeared to. That got me to thinking about another one-hitter, Glenn Lewis.

According to Wikipedia, Lewis’ debut album, World Outside My Window, was released on March 19, 2002. Fueled by the hit single “Don’t You Forget It”, the album peaked at #4 on the Billboard charts. The single earned him a Juno for Best R&B/Soul Recording. He promoted the album by touring with R&B singers Alicia Keys and Tweet, among others. Lewis prepared his second album, Back for More for release in 2003 but the album was pushed back, first to later in the year, then to 2004; it remains unreleased. Lewis left Epic Records in 2005, and is currently signed to Underdog Entertainment. His latest album, Remember Me, was slated for release in 2007, but it remains unreleased.

But nevermind where his career went, I want to celebrate this gem of a single that reminds us women not to forget our way home; that no matter what you endure throughout your life’s experiences, never forget the place (or people) that can help you mend  all of the un-dones. Enjoy the weekend!

Far away from the life so young
That’s when you used to know
Many dreams since then you’ve had have come and gone
The time might show
But stress, don’t you let in, don’t you forget it
Trust you’ll find your way love
Hope is what your heart is made of

And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world
And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world

You’re world’s apart from first where life would start
Understanding what it means to have gone
Nothing but your heavy broken heart
Memories of what used to be
With change comes responsibility
Don’t forget where you are and where you’ve been
Life’s lessons then made you into woman

And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world
And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world

Don’t you be afraid cuz a heartbeat away
It’s all that and everything
That send men and women to you
Don’t need to cry, you can dry your eyes
Cuz you can count on the love that through the years
Captured fears you’ll face, can subside your tears
Everything will be ok, don’t you be afraid
No no no no, la la la, la la la
Don’t you be afraid, no baby

And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world
And don’t you forget it
Don’t you forget your way home
For that little girl
Hold on to your world

09/18/2009

Officially WORN OUT!

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I’ve tried everything: Stepping outside of my ‘comfort zone’. Giving the geeky guy a try. Celibacy.  Hell, I’ve even had a talk with the good Lawd about it. But alas, I am hopeless with dating. Now I can give some pretty sound advice on the matter, but that simply comes down to my love for logic; common sense helps too. But no matter how much good advice I give, I can’t seem to fix my own dating issues. And let me put this out there: I’m not the one needing to be fixed, thank you.

Popwife had a post on his fabulous website titled “Diary of a Tired Black Woman“. Though it read from the perspective of women in relationships,  it made me realize just how frustrated I’ve become, and I’m NOT in one. I’m slowly becoming undone with the woes of dating; this shit is supposed to be fun, not filled with headaches!

Here’s a few observations I’ve made with my dating life; maybe you’ll feel my pain:

  • THE ME, MYSELF AND Is: For some strange, eerie and downright OBNOXIOUS reason, I keep attracting some of the most arrogant men in town. But here’s the thing: none of them, NOT A ONE, deserves to be arrogant; not the best-looking, nor the most wealthy, and far from the most sexually gratifying. There’s no just cause for these men to think that the sun rises and sets on their asses. Yet, I attract them like a horse-shoe magnet! I don’t know what the problem is, which keeps me from fixing it.
  • THE HOT-AIR BLOWERs: These types of men keep coming my way too. I admit it’s quite funny, even flattering at first. But eventually, all the effort put into impressing and woo-ing me makes for a huge let down when they can’t produce a thing! The sweet what-nots and the romantic to-do’s turn into lies and bullshit. They make a very impressive argument as to why they should be chosen to be the President and CEO of the “Good Guy Club”, but end up being just another, round’ the way fool.
  • THE UNDER-ACHIEVERs: In case you don’t know, sex is super important. So what a LET DOWN it is when you find yourself interested in someone who seems to have it all together, only to find that they couldn’t lay pipe if their life depended on it. UGGHHH!!!!!
  • THE START-OVERer…ers: the classic dating pit-fall for me is to keep bumping into men who are either just bouncing back from a really nasty breakup OR  are just bouncing back to life period -translation: no car, no job, no money, no nothing.  Afraid of seeming judgmental or superficial, I give it a go, despite the 52-feet red flags waving directly in front of me. End result?  I’m stuck listening to all the stories about the “glory days”; the nice cars, the fancy trips, etc., thinking to myself where the hell was I when he was a high-roller. I should’ve ran for the hills, like my gut instinct begged me to.

So,  I’ve decided to go on a “vacation” from dating. With school around the corner and a household to run, my plate is full anyway, though the perfectionist in me won’t allow me to relax on this issue. I want to actually enjoy my single-hood.  But for right now, I’m too pooped to keep trying, y’all.

09/11/2009

“Feel Good” Fridays

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This “Feel Good” Friday post features my girl, the incomparable, Jill Scott! This song “The Fact Is (I Need You)“, off the album “Beautifully Human: Words and Sounds, Vol. 2″,  is, without a doubt, the independent woman’s  moment of humility.

While we remember those who lost their lives on this fateful day 8 years ago, consider this my official plea to families that are broken due to much more insignificant reasons  - To the estranged fathers: Please know that you are needed. The mothers may say youre not, the Government may say youre not, but your babies say you are! Please, let no one stop you from doing what you know is necessary. To the ignorant mothers:  unless this man’s mental capacity or poor choice of lifestyle prohibits him from being an asset in your child(ren)’s life, allow that man to have a relationship with his child(ren). Let go of any bitterness or resentment you have towards him personally and do it for the children. And finally, to the mates of the estranged fathers: If you have an issue with a man caring for his children, its personal and it needs to stay that way. Your refusal to allow that relationship to cultivate speaks volumes about your insecurities. Trust that what is happening (READ: your uncertainty of whether he and his ex are still sleeping together) in the dark shall come to light, if anything is happening. In the meantime, stay out of the way. Have a good one….

I can pay my own light bill baby
Pump my own gas in my own car
I can buy my own shoe collection
I’ve been blessed thus far
I can kill the spider ‘bove my bed
Although it’s hard because I’m scared
I can even stain and polyurethane
But some things just don’t change
I need you yeah
Sometimes so hard to say oh
I need you
Some things remain
I could buy my own groceries baby
Get my hair tight, my nails right
I can floss my own bling bling
Write the words to the songs I sing
I can even raise the child we’ll make
Make sure he’s loved and knows what God gave us
I can teach him how to walk and stand
But he needs you to help him be a man
We need you
So hard to say
We need you
Some things don’t change
I could be congresswoman
Or a garbage woman or
Police officer, or a carpenter
I could be a doctor and a lawyer and a mother and a good girl
God what you’ve done to me
Kind of lover I could be
I could be a computer analyst, the Queen with the nappy hair raising her fist
Or I could be much more and a myriad of this
Hot as the summer, sweet as the first kiss
And even though I can do all these things
I need you
And even though I can do all these things
We need you
We need you
We need you
And even though I can do all these things by my damn self
I need you
I do, I do, I do, I do
And even though I can do all these things
I need you
We need you
We do
We need you yeah
We need you