Apparently, I can’t catch Bronchitis in an election year.
I went to sleep with a 101 fever on Tuesday, and woke up a day
later and Obama apparently went TRUTH and RECONCILIATION
COMMISSION on us.
I STILL CAN’T BELIEVE, THAT THIS MAN used the term WHITE RACISM
and addressed the divisiveness of Affirmative Action in an election
And this helps explain, perhaps, my relationship with Reverend Wright. As imperfect as he may be, he has been like family to me. He strengthened my faith, officiated my wedding, and baptized my children. Not once in my conversations with him have I heard him talk about any ethnic group in derogatory terms, or treat whites with whom he interacted with anything but courtesy and respect. He contains within him the contradictions – the good and the bad – of the community that he has served diligently for so many years. I can no more disown him than I can disown the black community. I can no more disown him than I can my white grandmother – a woman who helped raise me, a woman who sacrificed again and again for me, a woman who loves me as much as she loves anything in this world, but a woman who once confessed her fear of black men who passed by her on the street, and who on more than one occasion has uttered racial or ethnic stereotypes that made me cringe. These people are a part of me. And they are a part of America, this country that I love.
GAME. FOR. FREE.
Its so funny. Ironic even. At Glide on Sunday, where you hug
the person next to you at the begining of service, I swear I
hugged this dude that smelled like not ONE but two cans
of OLD E. I was like, errr, what part of the game was that?
Then I had to remind myself that THIS IS part the reason why
I come here. Less Pretentiousness More Acceptance.
There are all kinds of people in the congregation.
From the Lawyer mommas to the Baby mommas and
everyone else in between.
Senator O’s statement about anger hit my small of my back.
My position with SJ about why I can’t come back
is that my NY trip showed me I need to be able to hear
god, and I need to be able to hear my voice, and anything
that keeps me arguing, agitated, frustrated and flustered, which
is what our relationship was doing at the time,
was going to prevent me from doing that.
So Senator O, I know about the anger, it ain’t even the anger
that has me shook, its when the anger turns to rage.
It’s the rage that the kids take on like its nothing. Then WE
turn around and wonder”what happened to them?” As if they
sprouted and grew like weeds that had no need for or contact with us.
All last week, I was thinking, If I had the opportunity to design and
implement rage retreats, what would they look like?
My other favorite part of the speech.
Dear Blue Collar White Folks,
Affirmative Action and
Negros ain’t take your jobs, the Corporations did.
They took the negro jobs too.
I wonder how much of the speech was influenced by
Can you believe Obama had the courage to say
what he said?
The Hope Machine is in the Building AND on them ‘Roids.
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