Flimsy

Facebook post, July 13, 2013; 10:02 p.m. - No justice!!!  No peace!!!!  No justice!!!  No peace!!!!  If it aint been clear from the last 400 years it's definitely clear now!  Florida has shown they don't care!  The let a 17 year-old boy get straight MURDERED by some racist, wanna-be cop and let that MURDERER walk!  That right took us back 50 60 years!  WE MUST STAND UP NOW AND PROTECT OUR CHIDLREN AND OUR MEN BECAUSE AMERICA IS THE SAME AS 1960!!  My heart is heavy for our kids because clearly its WAR out there!!!  That's why we gotta take things to OUR OWN HANDS!! Zimmerman dont think you got away because GOD get the LAST SAY!!

Facebook post, July 19, 2013; 9:13 a.m. - Off to Miami with the boo!! #cantwait #vacation

Separation Anxiety

Unity kills....well, sometimes.  Obviously, this statement implies that a person can be connected with another person or group that halts their progression through life.  Many of us have probably experienced growing up in a family - whether based on blood or some other link - that while loving and genuine, was also cancerous to our aspired goals.  All too often wee see brilliant, talented teenagers allow their budding lives to be pruned by their uninspired comrades.  Scholarships get discarded, careers go abandoned, and values get denied.  And this isn't limited to teens and twenty somethings; as grown men and women center the daily operation of their lives around their crew.  Extraordinary business minds are often stunted when shared with a lazy friend, who claims the dream is only that.  Even moving to a better home in a better neighborhood is shot down because some are "keeping it real" at age 35.  Immature?  Without a doubt.

Black Out Pic Wisdom

Somewhere in South Florida there is a retired senior citizen; a native of Washington D.C., who can vividly remember when he and his associates attempted to burn the Chocolate City down after Martin Luther King, Jr. was assassinated.  His flashbacks capture him angrily marching down 7th St. NW directly towards the police...ready and itching for a battle.  As he closes his eyes he sees the fire lit buildings.  He puts his hands over his ears and hears the screaming sirens and the shouts of the frustrated, scared youth.  He remembers the scratching, the pulling, the bleeding, the bodies.  Tears slowly roll down his face, wishing he could go back to April 4, 1968 and stay in the house.  But now, he's wondering who he hurt and if he killed anyone.  After more somber moments he raises his eyes to his local news...where the reporter captures the building anticipation of the Trayvon Martin case verdict.  Immediately he drops to his knees in prayer; weeping bitterly.

#BecauseWeSaidSo

While en route to try out a recommended gym for an afternoon workout, I decided to stop by my parents house; being it was near my destination.  I'm chatting it up with my dad when across the screen flashes the news about the shocking bombing at the Boston Marathon.  Human nature allows for a person in this situation to assume the worst; and so our silent thoughts and prayers were immediately directed to the [projected] hundreds of victims.  Once it was released that only 3 people perished, we concerned ourselves with praying for the families of those 3 victims while praising God for such minimal loses given the situation.  Apparently, I was in the minority here...as social and professional media alike commanded that we all #prayforBoston.  Well noted and adhered to.  But I couldn't help to think to myself, "Chicago is a little over 100 murders right now.  How come no one is hash-tagging to pray for them?"

Scarred Reflection

I would assume this wasn't the original intent, but it seems like social media is comprised of roughly 20-25% pornography. Now it would be easy to pin this stat on the 20-something year old misguided men and women of urban upbringing.  Or maybe peg the blame on the loose-moral reality television stars.   But the fact of the matter is that many 30 year old (and up) women are lettin' 'em hang and poke out for the camera.  These [supposedly] mature ladies have taken a page from there teenage...uh...mentees and have turned their somewhat clean bathrooms into a photo set; quickly releasing distasteful and vulgar images for hundreds to see.  And in the true spirit of porn, where no amount of money can outweigh the emotion rush of voyeurism  the independent woman does this for free.