What I’ve learned is that WORDS really do have power, if you use them in a determined way. Words of appreciation open up new opportunities for blessings to pour in. Words of encouragement open others up to the greatest within themselves. Words are powerful and, when you write down what your fondest dreams are, often, you’ll return to the place where you wrote them to find that they came true.
Today, I’m writing WORDS about what I want to see manifest in my life and the lives of my loved ones:
- All my debts are paid by money earned from book sales, gigs and lectures.
- My PhD at NCU is completed with honors and I’m teaching, making $5,000 a month.
- My father lives well into his hundreds. My best friend, Bess is cancer-free, and my brother, Carlton is happy.
- My children are living successful and fruitful lives.
- Women in Jazz South Florida, Inc. is fully funded with seven figures in the bank account; and the Lauderhill-Fiuggi Sister Cities is completed; the Lauderhill Performing Arts Center is built; and www.saaff.net is up and running and into it’s 3rd Annual event.
In light of the riots in London, I’m writing this blog, today, to explore the bottom line of what’s going on around the planet with young people who are sick of unemployment and poverty; black people who are tired of unemployment, poverty and racism; Jews who are tired of all other religions; Muslims who are tired of Christians; people of color who are tired of the superiority complex of white people; white people who are tired of everybody including their own.
The theory and activity of “Divide and conquer” worked in the 16th to 20th century. It is not working in the 21st Century because too many people have access to instant means of communication with the Internet.
Watch these videos and leave your comments on what you think is going on.
Comprised of the islands of Jamaica, Haiti & Hispanola (Dominican Republic), Puerto Rico, St. Thomas, Tortola, Anchilles, Antiqua, Barbuda, St. Vincent, Guadeloupe, Martinique, Dominica, Barbados, Tobego, Trinidad and many others
In Triangular Road, Paule Marshall wrote, “Bajans seldom socialized with the other islanders who had also immigrated to Brooklyn. Trinidadians were considered too frivolous, a people who lived only for their yearly carnival. Jamaicans in their view were a rough lot who disgraced the King’s English. . . . Those from lesser-known islands St. Vincent, Grenada, St. Lucia were dimissed as ‘low-islanders’. American black people needed to stand up more to the white man. Bajans were called ‘The Jews of the West Indies’ because they could ‘squeeze a penny’ and ‘turn a dime into a dollar,'” a commendable trait in my view. (Marshall, 2009, p.86)
Dr. David Duke’s report on Jews who monetized the Transatlantic slave trade fails to excuse or present apologia for the 2% of white families that owned slaves, while 40% of Jewish families in America owned slaves.
9/11 UNREPORTED Information
And who’s responsible for this???
Rodriguez heard and felt at least three explosions going off down in the basement levels within seconds of each other.
Absolute pandemonium broke out, with screams of “Bombs! Bombs!” rising above the din as terrified workers scattered in all directions, frantically seeking ways to escape.
[NB: There were a total of six basement levels. Level-2, immediately below Rodriguez’s position and the apparent location of the first explosion, was a “Mechanical Floor”—a restricted access area.]
But the “bombs” were by no means confined to the basement levels. READ MORE
I went to see FOR COLORED GIRLS produced by Tyler Perry with 9 of my sister girls. I cried. Some of them cried. Some of them didn’t. My take on this movie is to contrast it with SEX AND THE CITY. My question is what is wrong with this picture?
In the first film, you have 8 black women, 5 of whom live in the same Harlem tenement and one (Janet Jackson’s character) who is very wealthy and all of them are miserable. “Somebody tried to run off with my stuff,” cries Loretta Divine.
In the latter, you have four slim, white women dressed to the nines and partying in New York, Paris and Egypt. What is wrong with this picture? I ask, again and again. Look at these pictures and you will see the contrast.
Here’s a couple of other takes on the movie.
Before you read the blog below let me preface this with the statement that as a man I understand the issues that we as black men have. So don’t take this as an attempt to expose our sistas. Instead, take this as my attempt to suggest we must begin the healing process with each other. PEACE, Frank
FOR COLORED GIRLS
When I first heard of the movie “For Colored Girls” I got so excited. I had the idea of getting as many women together that I could think of to go see this movie. I had visions of group discussions and moments shared with one another that would lead to healing and growth; I guess I kind of imagined a Women’s Empowerment Conference type of setting.
Well after I shared my idea with a few women, reality set in and I realized that so many of us wouldn’t be willing to participate for various reasons: You don’t like me, you don’t care for somebody I might invite, you only hang out with certain people, you don’t understand the big deal about Tyler Perry making yet another movie about black people and our issues for all the world to see, you don’t like crowds, so n so is too ghetto, such and such is too uppity etc… It has ALWAYS amazed me that we as black women are each others biggest critics. We are the quickest to bring each other down, find each others faults and nit pick at a sister until she has nothing left, nothing left to give and then we step over her and call her worthless. We take the prettiest women and tear them down for thinking “they are cute” but turn around and dog the average sista because “she know she should take better care of herself than that – can’t believe she got a man!” We call strong women female dogs and accuse weaker women of riding somebody else’s coat tails. We tell a big sista to put down her burger and turn around and criticize a skinny woman for not picking one up. We ride the loud mouth woman for “talking to darn much” and likewise torment the quiet woman for “Being too quiet and needing to take up for herself.” Sad part is we don’t discriminate, we talk about everybody!!!
I’ve watched women dog out everybody from Oprah for catering to white people and Halle Berry for not being able to keep a man to young Willow Smith for acting to darn grown in her recent video. All of these females are successful and there is something about each one of them to be proud of but a lot of us can’t seem to see that. I have to wonder since we all share a common thread (whether we want to admit it or not) is there something about ourselves that we don’t like, what has happened to us that we cannot seem to get along. Why is it that we fight amongst ourselves, backstab and steal each others men (only to find out we should have left him where we found him). We cannot seem to be unified to support and stick up for one another. Everybody seems to be out for themselves, while other groups unite against us. But nobody else has to bring us down because we trample on the spirits of each other daily.
Even if you live in a mini mansion, drive a luxury car, have good credit, rich handsome husband etc, this does not mean that you should look down your nose at the woman with 4 kids, no husband, living in income based housing struggling to keep her lights on. We ALWAYS think the grass is greener on the other side, I had a woman who’s child’s father is MIA tell me that I should never complain because I receive a decent amount of child support and I laughed and let her know that I would gladly give every dime back if he would come relieve some of this overwhelming pressure of feeling inadequate as a parent. If I could get just one full night of sleep or not always be on the verge of losing my job because I’m the one that has to call off or leave work for one reason or another to accommodate my child – yeah he could DEFINITELY have his money, if I could have some peace!
Money alone doesn’t make you happy (not true happiness), good credit doesn’t keep you satisfied, beauty doesn’t make you any less insecure, fame doesn’t make you less vulnerable or cause you to be a good judge of character and being stuck up and mean doesn’t keep you warm at night or prevent you from being lonely.
You don’t know how the sista sitting right next to you could have carefully put on her make up this morning to hide the beating from last night. The teacher you handed your child over to this morning could have sent her children off to school from a dark house with empty bellies. The teller you just got rude with at the bank could know that today is her last day on her job and have no idea how she is going to survive past next weekend. The sista at the office that appears so busy could be typing her goodbyes to all the people that she loves because she plans to blow her brains out tonight after she tucks her babies into bed. The woman you pass in the hallway could be on her way to have an abortion because she fears what others might think or how the woman that sent you this e-mail may drink an over abundance of alcohol every night to mask the nightmares of an abusive childhood.
Ladies we HAVE TO DO BETTER!!! I’m not suggesting that we all like each other and be phony, but I am asking that we all try to respect each other. You HAVE NO IDEA what the next woman is going through, you don’t know what past or current hurt and pains have shaped her into who she is today. We spend so much time trying to be as strong and hard as we are expected to be that we end up cracking from the inside out piece by piece. If we would spend 1/3 of the time we spend tearing each other down to build someone up, encourage someone, show someone some love, we could truly make a difference and save someone’s life. PLEASE don’t be the straw that breaks another woman’s back. Believe me when I tell you that there is a woman out there that needs your smile, your hug, your support, your prayer.
I hope that you read this and get something out of it other than a laugh and that you pass this on to as many women as you can to let someone know that you believe they are somebody special and that, if need be, you are available to listen. Nothing bad is going to happen if you don’t forward this e-mail but I’d like to think that something positive will happen if you choose to pass it along. May favor be extended to each and every one of your lives, keep your head up and know that someone somewhere cares!!! Thank you ! ~ Anonymous
[EDITOR’S NOTE:] Well, this sister spelled it out and answered my question about the contrast between the ladies in FOR COLORED GIRLS and those in SEX AND THE CITY. The sisters in the first movie are battling life without the love and support of each other, until the end. In SEX AND THE CITY, the four women are friends that are there for each other through life’s challenges. Maybe the lesson to be learned from these apples and oranges is that we must have a support system to be truly happy. Period.
Girlfriends are forever!
LET’S GET ALONG!
By Joan Cartwright
The Rodney King statement, “Can’t we all just get along?”, can morph into “Let’s get along!” This statement is more definite . It’s not a question but a command to human beings to consider getting along with their fellow humans.
[February 3, 2010, Fort Lauderdale, FL] This morning, in a conversation with my father (90), I conceived this article. He told me that, when he was a child, let’s say 10, a boy ran into him with his bicycle, an action that left a memory within my father of the evidence that human beings could not get along with each other for various reasons. He indicated that it wasn’t just color, race or creed that put them in conflict with each other, but place of origin. He said the kids from the Bahamas, Florida, Georgia, Tennessee, and the Carolinas didn’t get along with each other. He still wonders why it is this way, even today, that people in the same country, city, territory cannot get along with their neighbors.
Karen L. Anderson, in her article “To The Keepers of the Hearth and Flame” from Life Compass for Women, says it is Esteem that dictates how a relationship will go. “Esteem is how we value ourselves and others,” Karen says. She lists six H’s of Communication:
- Hunger: Until someone is hungry to know or learn, save your words.
- Here: Concentrate on the present because most of us are too busy to visit the past or the future.
- Honor: Maintain dignity for you and for your relationship partner.
- Heart: Show empathy and compassion. Offer words and deeds that heal rather than harm.
- Hope: Encouraging statements and goodwill gestures reflect possibilities for positive change.
- Humor: Smile and laugh to break the tensions in life and keep a positive perspective.
Karen’s website is www.acts-ionsolutions.com
Scholar, Author, Full Philosophy Professor @ Howard By Leshell Hatley in Education, Philosophy, Scholarly Celebrations The preeminent African American intellectual of his generation, Alain Locke was a professor of philosophy and the leading promoter and interpreter of the artistic and cultural contributions of African Americans to American life. More than anyone else, he familiarized white Americans with the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920s, while encouraging African American authors to set high artistic standards in their depiction of life. As a professor of philosophy, he expounded his theory of “cultural pluralism” that valued the uniqueness of different styles and values available within a democratic society. More than anyone else, he familiarized white Americans with the Harlem Renaissance of the 1920s, while encouraging African American authors to set high artistic standards in their depiction of life. (Continue)
[Ángel Franco/The New York Times] After a week of watching news coverage of the Haiti earthquake, Nadege Fleurimond, a Haitian-American event planner in New York, fired off an e-mail message to about three dozen friends and associates. Though she was moved by the outpouring of help from local Haitians, she was frustrated that the effort had not coalesced into something larger and more visible. “We succeed as individuals, not so much as a community,” said Nadege Fleurimond, a Haitian who immigrated to New York when she was 7 and graduated from Columbia University. (Continue)
Haitians in America: A Shifting Population “No major press conferences, no major vigils, no major anything with a statement,” she wrote. “Nothing being written about us besides the fact that we were sad and shocked.” The problem, she suggested, was that Haitians, for all their history and achievements in New York, had not emerged as a discernible entity, with prominent leaders, a united presence, a public face. The e-mail message provoked a spirited debate in Ms. Fleurimond’s circle. And as the initial shock of the earthquake begins to fade, the disaster has touched off similar discussions among Haitians all over New York.
Does this woman look at CNN? Every time I turn it on, there’s the relief effort in Haiti. Is it that she’s looking at what’s not happening, instead of what is happening?
There needs to be an open dialogue between Americans, African-Americans in particular, Haitians and Haitian-Americans about their relationship, especially in light of the recent disaster in Haiti and the influx of thousands of Haitians into the United States, the State of Florida, in particular.
Are you interested?
Join this network and let’s begin the dialogue until it spills out into the public forum:
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[February 12, 2010] If they can get along, so can we!
A lion, a tiger, and a bear! The Jungle Book predators who have forged a lifelong friendship.
They make an unlikely trio, but Baloo the bear, Leo the lion, and Shere Khan the tiger have forged an unusually strong bond. Considering that they would be mortal enemies if they ever were to meet in the wild, it is stunning to see their unique and genuine friendship in these intimate pictures. Rescued eight years ago during a police drug raid in Atlanta, Georgia, the three friends were only cubs at the time at barely two months old. They had been kept as status symbol pets by the drug barons.
Delivered to the Noah’s Ark Animal Rescue Centre in Locust Grove, Georgia, the decision was made to keep the youngsters together, because of their budding rapport. ‘We could have separated them, but since they came as a kind of family, the zoo decided to keep them together,’ said Diane Smith, assistant director of Noah’s Ark.
‘To our knowledge, this is the only place where you’ll find this combination of animals together.’ Living with the zoo’s founders for the past eight years Shere Khan, Baloo, and Leo have now moved to a purpose-built habitat where the US public can witness first hand their touching relationships.
‘We didn’t have the money to move them at first,’ said Diane. ‘Now their habitat is sorted and they have been moved away from the children’s zoo areas where the public couldn’t really get a good look.
‘It is possible to see Baloo, who is a 1000lb bear, Shere Khan, a 350lb tiger and Leo, who is also 350lbs, messing around like brothers. ‘They are totally oblivious to the fact that in any other circumstance they would not be friends.’ Handled by Charles and Jama Hedgecoth, the zoo’s owners and founders, the three friendly giants appear to have no comprehension of their animal differences.
‘Baloo and Shere Khan are very close,’ says Diane. ‘That is because they rise early, and as Leo is a lion, he likes to spend most of the day sleeping.
‘It is wonderful and magical to see a giant American Black Bear put his arm around a Bengal and then to see the tiger nuzzle up to the bear like a domestic cat. ‘When Leo wakes up the three of them mess around for most of the day before they settle down to some food.’
Surprisingly for three apex predators with the power to kill with a single bite or swipe of their paw, they are very relaxed around each other.
‘They eat, sleep and play together,’ said Jama. ‘As they treat each other as siblings they will lie on top of each other for heat and simply for affection. ‘At the moment they are getting used to their new habitat.
‘Shere Khan is being quite reticent about the move, but Baloo, the bear, is very good at leading him on and making him feel comfortable and safe.’ Explaining that the three ‘brothers’ have always seemed to share a unique bond, Charles said: ‘Noah’s Ark is their home and they could not possibly be separated from each other. ‘You just have to remember who you’re dealing with when you are with them, though. ‘It’s when you forget that these fellows are wild animals that you get yourself in trouble.’
The trio’s new habitat had to be constructed carefully, in order to accommodate its occupants. Jama said: ‘The clubhouse had to be very sturdy for the guys, because they all sleep in it together.’ She added, ‘We had to include a creek, because the tiger, and the bear both like to be in water.’
I just returned from a much needed vacation on the island where my father was born, Long Island, Bahamas. See all the photos here.
We visited a zoo in Nassau before returning to Florida.
I loved the eastern coast of Long Island, on the Atlantic Ocean.