Friday, April 30, 2010
A Shrill And Distant Thunder
Thursday, April 29, 2010
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Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Beginnings
Friday, April 23, 2010
Close To The Edge
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Bridge Of Sighs
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Change Is Palin
I posted this quote by that right wing darlin sweetheart, Sarah Palin, to make a point. The point is don't listen to what someone says, follow what they are doing. As of right now this "siren of the lambs" is the biggest hypocrtie America has ever seen. She rants and mocks about Obama's hopey-change themes, claiming that it's all smoke and mirrors as she laughs her way to the bank, leaving her fans high and dry. It is reported that Palin is now worth more than $12MM USD between her book deals, speaking engagements and who knows what else. Seems like she has done more than well under President Obama. Just two years ago, no one but the most political of junkies knew who she was, until President Obama came along. So how can the media continue to let her get away with such nonsense. Change has helped her, whether she admits it or not. Her rabid fans however are too awe struck, stupid and blind to realize that she has capitalized on change, along with others within the GOP
What her audience needs to learn is to understand that opporunity is there for everyone if they open their minds to it. Sarah Palin however will never, ever tell her fans that because she has to keep the money gravy train flowing. She is using her flock as bait for the hook and switch. But they don't care because as long as an African-American is President they will continue to drink the Jim Jones laced Kool-Aid of loathing and hate. These people would rather be ripped off by Palin Inc. than to see another minority or themselves prosper.
Sarah Palin is not running for President because astute people within the GOP see her as a shill, hollow human being, but with her supposed chrisma, she will continue to use her folksy, gosh darn charm to scam simple minded Americans out of their money and votes.
Sarah Palin is the change suckers believe in.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
What It Comes Down To

Saturday, April 3, 2010
The Things We Fear

If a man hasn't discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.
Martin Luther King, Jr., speech, Detroit, Michigan, June 23, 1963.
The surreal experience is one where you put yourself in a place where others have previously been and ask yourself that if you were there, what would your contribution be.
I put myself in that place today and came away with a feeling of knowing and not knowing, feeling and not feeling. To walk the streets of Memphis today was one of the most surreal and intriguing journeys I've ever been on. My recent trip to China is not even close. Around this time forty-two years ago, Dr King was giving his last speech to his flock at Mason Temple COGIC here in Memphis. I was nine years old on that fateful evening, one where Dr. King would cease to be living less than 24 hours later.
For me, a stranger, to have lived in the cities of Dr King's birth and death is surreal in itself. Here I am, a transplant from Charleston, SC setting my feelings on paper where one of our most treasured citizens perished. What am I doing here? Is this a part of my fate? All these questions swirling around in my head. A higher power has summoned me, guiding me to this place where a man, a movement perished almost a half century ago.
I stood on main street today chatting with a white man and woman, the latter owing an art shop in the middle of downtown and I could help but pause and revel in how far we've come. Forty-two years ago all three of us would have be targeted for destruction just for communicating with one another. But alas, this was Dr. King's dream that I could go to a Chinese establishment and be served a hot meal, like a regular human being and then commiserate with fellow citizens of another persuasion, culture and race. This was the dream, a dream fulfilled, a dream still in progress, a dream to form a more perfect union.
The picture of my Father also speaks volumes. It was taken a year after Dr. Kings death in his original burial place at South View cemetery in Atlanta, Ga. Ironically, this would be my first visit to Atlanta, one that foreshadowed years later what was to come.
My God brought me here because I was impartial, not to hate or forgive , but to see progress, letting me be the judge. Needless to say a tear came to my eye more than once. Why? Because I wished Dr. King could see, see his dream in progress. I know he's up there pleased, but still prodding that more needs to be done.
What racists tried to kill on April 4, 1968 was the dreamer. But Martin knew all along that this was not about him, this has always been about us, our nation. Forty-two years later the boy from 43 Line Street understands why he's here. My mission is to continue the dream of forming that more perfect union - to the end.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Time Waits For No One
This week I interviewed two women for an open, full time position with my company. Since my employment almost 8 months there we have hired at least a dozen people with more on the way. Our business model is such now that we don't ask if there are opportunities out there, but can we get them all. Today, the Labor Dept reported the largest job growth rate in 3 years. Finally, this economy is moving, giving our hard working President some good news to chew on.
