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Get Bitter or Get Better: Moving Forward after Trayvon {In the Cafe}
I, like many people, sat glued to my seat as the verdict was read. Not guilty. Another black boy’s life snuffed out. Not guilty. Black lives are worthless. Not guilty. Skittles and a hoodie can get you murdered. Not guilty. Unless your skin is black. Whether we agree with the verdict or not, it is what it is. We can’t change that. But we can change where we go from here; we can get bitter or we can get better. Bitterness is easy. All it requires is for us to wallow in self pity, to lay down the victim card, to riot and react with violence, to throw our hands…
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Coffee Talk {In the Cafe}
1. I big puffy heart social media; it has allowed me the opportunity to chat with you on Facebook, see your lives on Instagram, and hoard on Pinterest but ~ and this is a big BUT ~ there are a lot of things that are inappropriate for social media. Things like breaking up, drunk texting, and notifying people of a family member’s death. It happened. As in a Georgia police department notified a mother of the death of her 30~year~old son via Facebook. Shaking my head The police department’s Facebook page isn’t even identified as being run by or affiliated with the police department {a picture of a rapper is…
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Things Happened While I Was Disconnected
So much has happened in the last week and a half that I’ve been disconnected. Most of it’s been good, some of it’s been bad and the rest has been seriously? I had planned to write out a post for each and every thing that happened but decided against it. You know, for my own sanity. And because I don’t want to overwhelm you with the craziness that is my life right now. So here’s a bit of the happenings from the past few days: We have a home ~ When we moved here, we didn’t have a home. We had the possibility of a home but nothing definitive. I…
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Imagine a World With None of That
Have you ever been inside so long that you’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to feel the warmth of the sun on your skin? To hear the sound of birds singing? To smell the dirty comforting scent of grass? Well, that’s how I was last week during my switch from evening shift to day shift. While sitting at the picnic table and drinking my coffee, I heard a plane fly over head and I instinctively looked up. I watched as the plane flew out of sight and as it disappeared, I noticed that I had been just a wee bit tense. I also noticed that a group of students…
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Dude, That Major? Guaranteed to Keep You Unemployed
The other night as I was driving home, alternating between singing my heart out and listening to talk radio, something made my ears perk up… A conversation between George Noory and some guy named “Uncle Ted”. Can I just pause right here to say that late night radio is waaaay different than daytime radio? Ok, well, I guess I did just sorta say it, huh? Well, it is. Nighttime radio is full of aliens, ufology (the study of UFOs ~ I learned something) and Big Foot sightings… Anyway, George and Uncle Ted were talking about the American education system and how it’s failing our young people. And being part of…
