In Baltimore there are two unrelated cases of little girls contracting gonorrhea. One is aged 7, the other 18 months. The 7 year old contracted from her mother's live in boyfriend. He said the girl came on to him, rubbing against him. Now, if a 7 year old "comes on to you", do you go ahead and sex her up or do you go tell her mother and go get help for her, as that is usually a sign something isn't right?
Seriously are women so devalued in our culture, in particular black culture, that even little girls are nothing but objects to appease men?
Women do we not value ourselves and our children enough to protect them? Damn.
I don't know what is going on in Baltimore, but something is terribly wrong.
Why is YOUR grandma doing this? I mean isn't she a little old to be hooking? Isn't she a bit old to try the hip hop game? Why did she get YOUR cousin to help out with this? I mean YOUR cousin should know better, right?
Seriously how old is this woman? Shouldn't she be on medicare and social security. She appears to be old enough to qualify. She shouldn't have to turn tricks to make money at her age.
I loved this. It gives me a much different perspective. It's true, we have grown up to believe Africa is one huge country, one huge monolith of poverty,jungles, war, animals, and AIDS. Why do you think that people in the Western world, in particular the US have such a view of Africa, is it the fault of the news, or National Geographic?
Why is it when we think of countries with brown people or people of color we think such negative thoughts? Is it a result of colonialism, the very thing that many point to causing the abject poverty we are exposed to?
How do we combat "single stories" in our media so that we can get more balance and perspective?
Arizona, you're proud of your racist reputation and plan to hold on to it as long as you can. A elementary school decided to paint a mural on their wall and used some of the students at the school as actual models. The mural depicts children using "green" transportation. Apparently this offended people. In particular Steve Blair, a city councilman.
"I am not a racist individual, but I will tell you depicting a black guy in the middle of that mural, based upon who's president of the United States today and based upon the history of this community when I grew up, we had four black families - who I have been very good friends with for years - to depict the biggest picture on that building as a black person, I would have to ask the question, 'Why?'"
Why not? Well here is the answers that Steve Blair, the man who came up with the question gave:
"I'm not a racist by any stretch of the imagination, but whenever people start talking about diversity, it's a word I can't stand."
"The focus doesn't need to be on what's different; the focus doesn't need to be on the minority all the time."
"What these people don't like is somebody forcing diversity down their throats."
I didn't know pictures of minorities was "forcing diversity" down people's throats.
Why does Blair think of Obama when he sees a little brown face in a painting?
The worst part is the kid in question was modeled after a hispanic boy, not a black one. So really, do brown and black faces offend people now?
This past weekend, the man I knew as my Grandaddy passed away. He was 92. It was kind of sudden, and I'm sad for many reasons, but I am grateful to have so many wonderful memories with him. As a kid he would take me places, like the park, to the neighborhood store, etc., but my one favorite place to go to him was a place called Health Camp. It's a restaurant and there is nothing healthy on the menu, but as a kid I felt they had the best milkshakes in the world and my grandfather would take me there every time I asked, excluding the times my mother would stop him for fear of my inevitable sugar rush I would get each time I went there. I've just now realized that Health Camp has been around since 1949. In Waco, TX. In 1949, Waco, TX for the most part was segregated. So that means I had my grandfather take me to a place he wasn't even allowed to go into until the late 1960s. Kind of crazy.
I often wonder how black folks who suffered segregation felt about going into establishments that were essentially forced to accept them. Did they enjoy it and treat it as a sweet revenge, or did they go in fear, thinking the whole concept of desegregation was a trick? My grandfather never mentioned it.
I often forget with the current racism in this world, that people dealt with a lot worse.