BGR 2017: Celebration in Pictures!

The Black Girls Rock 2017 celebration took place on Saturday, 5 August, but you wouldn’t know it unless you had marked the schedule on your respective calendars! I found little coverage and virtually no articles about this event, but I can’t say that I’m surprised – par for the course, sad to say.

In light of that, here are a few pictures with some positive, uplifting quotes for those of us who are overlooked and under-represented on a daily basis!

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Monday Music: 16 January 2017

I’m working on a post about Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. on this national holiday, keeping in mind that not all states, districts, or even industries celebrate it. Here’s a bit of music to keep you entertained while I get it completed.

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Well…Fascinating.

So – that just happened. That really, really happened, didn’t it? Go figure. Amazing. Part of me says, “I don’t believe it…I can’t believe it…” But, you know what? The deeper, darker, cynical, and completely honest part of myself says, “Of course this happened. It was practically foretold…you could have bet money on this and won a fucking mint.”

This is why I have little respect for, or trust in, most people. This is why I have few acquaintances and even fewer friends. I read people like books – I meet people, size them up, pull them apart and pick through their guts. I listen to what people say, but not necessarily with my ears…I’m more inclined to use my eyes. I read between lines and observe body language. I follow patterns. I can read a room the moment I set foot in it – and that’s why I prefer being outdoors more often than not. The negativity of others is palpable and stifling. Phony smiles are all to obvious. Fake people with dead, botoxed, plastic faces nauseate me – but me being honest and saying that is considered “judgemental.”

The result of this presidential election is just another example of how hate-filled, ignorant, irrational, and psychotic people really are. This is the result of people being insanely fucked in the head simply because a Black man was in the White House for eight years. I’ve seen, first-hand and up-close, the sheer evil people are capable of doing to others. I’ve seen people’s lives destroyed from the spiteful actions of selfish, self-absorbed people who couldn’t put honesty and honor before the false front of a family name or legacy.

I can safely say that my conscience is clear…I cast my vote, even though it didn’t go the way I’d hoped. I have always done my best to be part of the solution, not part of the problem – and that will never cease. I never made plans to move to Canada, because there’s no need. I was born in this fucking country – that makes it mine. I’ll fight like hell for my little piece of quiet. Don’t bother me, and I won’t bother you. Come at me with your ignorant shit, and I’ll rip your fucking face off. It’s that gawddamned simple, for me.

Like me? Great. Hate my guts? I don’t give a shit. Assume what you wish – you will always be wrong. If you want to know me, ask me something real. If you want to be ignorant or rhetorical, then don’t waste my time. I’m going to be busy…it’s going to be a long four years, and I have much to get done. Time to get that armour on and wade back into the fray.

EDITORIAL: Donald Trump Will Be the Next U.S. President; Where Do We Go From Here?

I really needed to read this, just now…so, I’m sharing it.

GOOD BLACK NEWS

The Hutcherson family at the polls on Election Night 2016 (photo via Lori Lakin Hutcherson) The Hutcherson family at our polling place on Election Night 2016 (photo via Lori Lakin Hutcherson)

by Lori Lakin Hutcherson, GBN Editor-in-Chiefby Lori Lakin Hutcherson, GBN Editor-in-Chief

For personal and political reasons, I was really hoping this morning would never come: a morning where I’d see Donald J. Trump elected to lead this nation as its 45th president. It has come, however, and as I posited in my most recent editorial, What I Want to Be Able to Tell My Children About Their Next President, I was at an initial loss for what to say.

But before I said good-bye to my children this morning, I let them know who won the Presidency.  My seven year-old daughter Phoebe asked, “So it’s all boys?” I responded, “Yes. That’s how the results came in. But that doesn’t mean we stop fighting for what we believe in and what we think will be helpful for most people.  And in four more years…

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Barbarians Real and Imagined

This, also, is important and pertinent…especially now.

Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit

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A guide to debunking ‘black-on-black crime’ and all of its rhetorical cousins

My mood is still somber. Even with the joy of seeing my brother Stephen on Friday to attend his progress meeting in the back of my mind Stephen even though he has Autism would just be a target to a white cop. A reality that was always there but now has smacked me dead in the face has set into my soul.

For the majority of white America seeing Black Men shot dead in front of their wives and children or watching those children sobbing with grief is just entertainment. They have the option of turning the channel and going on with their lives.

For me it’s personal. It could be my…

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Muhammad Ali – THE Greatest Of All Time

Muhammad Ali: 17 January 1942 – 3 June 2016

Ah, me…a titan has passed on. Muhammad Ali, born as Cassius Marcellus Clay, Jr., but forever known as “The Greatest of All Time,” succumbed to a respiratory illness which was exacerbated by the complications of Parkinson’s disease and CTE. He was 74 years of age. From the BBC:

“Boxing legend Muhammad Ali – one of the world’s greatest sporting figures – has died at the age of 74.

The former world heavyweight champion died late on Friday at a hospital in the US city of Phoenix, Arizona, having been admitted on Thursday.

He had been suffering from a respiratory illness, a condition that was complicated by Parkinson’s disease.

Ali’s funeral will take place in his hometown of Louisville, Kentucky, said his family…George Foreman, who lost his world title to Ali in the famous “Rumble in the Jungle” fight in Kinshasa in 1974, called him one of the greatest human beings he had ever met.

American civil rights campaigner Jesse Jackson said Ali had been willing to sacrifice the crown and money for his principles when he refused to serve in the Vietnam war.”

I don’t know where to start with what I want to say about this legendary, talented, courageous, genius, magnetic, iconic, poetic, beautiful, genuine titan of a man. He was labeled “boastful” when all he did was “walk his talk.” Muhammad Ali would say something – and then he would do it – quite masterfully, too! He was the epitome of self-confidence, self-assurance, and willpower. His birthdate shows that he was a Capricorn, which is the sole, Cardinal Earth sign. From Astrology.com:

“A Cardinal Quality is attached to the signs Aries, Cancer, Libra and Capricorn. The Cardinal Houses are the First, Fourth, Seventh and Tenth; if an astrological chart shows a preponderance of planets in these houses, its energy is weighted toward cardinality.

Cardinal Signs are the initiators of the zodiac. They are also found at key jumping-off points on the chart wheel, specifically the Ascendant, Medium Coeli (M.C. or Midheaven), Descendant and Imum Coeli (I.C.). Individuals possessing a Cardinal Quality like to get things going. They are active, quick and ambitious. Many projects get started, thanks to Cardinal initiative, although a good deal of them are never finished. That’s because Cardinal folks are much fonder of starting things than finishing them.

You won’t find a Cardinal person slacking off. These people are full of vim and vigor and possess a drive and ambition that is unmistakable. Enthusiasm and a zest for life fill the Cardinal individual. Some might perceive this rampant energy as domineering, and, at times, it can be. Cardinal people can easily forget about the rest of the pack when they are busily focusing on their own endeavors. Even so, their energetic spirit often wins the day.

Cardinal folks are clever and want to win. They love to start things, and whether they finish them or not, there’s always a lot going on. Naysayers who find them to be too self-centered will simply have to watch (and marvel) as they speed by!”

Muhammad Ali’s boxing career was essentially over before I reached middle school, and before I really began paying much attention to sports in earnest. I played varsity-class volleyball in 7th grade; only one of three middle- / junior-high-age girls playing with the juniors and seniors…and, technically, I was still in elementary school since I had a “double-promotion” way back when I first entered kindergarten. Still, the few times I saw him on television, or read about him in the papers or magazines, were always inspiring. His speeches, quotes, and sheer indomitable personality would make me dust myself off and keep on going. The only other celebrities alive now, who inspire me as much as he did, are these legendary talents: Grace Jones, and Tina Turner. Muhammad Ali might have been the last, living male celebrity that I have much respect for…President Barack Obama is more than a celebrity, but that’s another topic for another day. Muhammad Ali transcended the world of sports – his philanthropy, activism, and love for others will forever shine brightly, for me.

I don’t think there’s anything that I can add that hasn’t been said by legions around the world, by now. I just wanted to post my own, tiny, heartfelt tribute to a true legend. Rest easy now, my good man…your heart, soul, dedication, and willpower have inspired me anew.

The pantheon embraces and welcomes you as an equal, as well. I’ll let your words speak for you, since your voice was silenced far too soon. Your actions certainly spoke far louder than your voice ever did – and that says everything.

Mother’s Day Musings…2016!

Today is Mother’s Day here in the States. Last year, I did a post titled “Mother’s Day & 391 Days,” which marked how many days the young women abducted by Boko Haram have been gone from their families and loved ones. Today marks day number 755, in case you were wondering. Yes, I still keep vigil for them. They might be forgotten by many, but not by their families. Not forgotten by anyone who knows what it’s like to be abused. Not forgotten by anyone who has had their own child abducted from them by a spouse, family member, friend, or complete stranger.

The Mercury retrograde is so bad, I was remiss in marking the passing of a notable, courageous woman: Afeni Shakur Davis. From CNN:

“Afeni Shakur Davis, the mother of one of hip-hop’s most seminal and iconic figures, has died at age 69, the Marin County, California, sheriff’s office said Tuesday. Though she is best known as Tupac Shakur’s mom, Shakur Davis also was a Black Panther as a young adult and an activist and philanthropist in her later years.

Deputies responded to a family member’s call reporting “a possible cardiac arrest” at Shakur Davis’ Sausalito home about 9:34 p.m. Monday, the Marin County Sheriff’s Office said. Shakur Davis was taken to Marin General Hospital, where she died at 10:28 p.m., the office said. There was nothing suspicious about her death and there’s no evidence of foul play, Lt. Doug Pittman said Tuesday. An autopsy was scheduled for later in the day.”

Afeni was a tireless activist, even in the middle of her own personal struggles. She did her best to realize her son’s dream, which is one that all should take note of and strive towards. There was far more to her, and to Tupac, that many are ignorant of – she will be missed.

Afeni Shakur (Davis), nee Alice Faye Williams: 10 January 1947 – 2 May 2016

Enjoy these three, random songs with “Mother” in the title…I don’t think that they’re half bad!

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Inner Child At Play…Birthday Week!!!

Black Power

Indeed…always.
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Black Power

Many of you still holding on
To ill-conceived conclusions.
Continuing to treat us Africans
Somewhat less than human,

This is to point out for you
Things that we do not ignore,

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Black Love Day…2016!!!

Today marks Black Love Day! Here’s a bit of info, for those who are wondering what it is and what it celebrates:

BLD is an African-centered, alternative to the commercial Valentine’s Day with the wholistic goals of encouraging: 1) Black self-love instead of self-hatred; 2) Racial healing to stop White supremacy, racism and entitlement; 3) The return to Love to heal all relationships for increased peace to stop violence!

BRIEF HISTORY: BLD was founded in 1993 by Ayo Handy Kendi, founder/director of the African American Holiday Association (AAHA), and CEO of PositivEnergyWorks. Founder of Optimum Life Breathology, Transcendence Breath Worker, Sound Healer, Speaker, Storyteller, Author, Host- “The Sage-ing Baby Boomer Show”.

Yearly, Black Love Day has grown in popularity similar to Juneteenth and Kwanzaa. It has become recognized on many college campuses, notably FAMU, Morgan State and Howard U. as well as in many communities.

Black Love Relationship Ceremonies have been hosted by AAHA in the D.C./Metropolitan area, annually since ’93. Other notable relationship ceremonies have been held in St. Louis, Mo, Richmond, Va, Los Angeles, Calif. and Benin, West Africa, with Handy-Kendi’s consultation.”

In the spirit of the day and the weekend, and in celebration of my love of life…let me shower you all with my own Black love! Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure, and a few of my own personal favourite songs about love. I’ll have new stuff to post on Monday, and I’m still catching up on reading! I’m also cooking a nice seafood feast tonight…Dungeness crab, spot prawns, corn on the cob, rice pilaf, and spinach. Good stuff for great eating! Have a great rest of the day and a wonderful weekend, all.

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