‘ware the Ides o’ March…

Samantha Bee has been crushing it! If you’re not watching by now, you really should be…

Some Sunday Scenery & Songs!!!

’tis blustery today – the power and interwebz are flickering intermittently! I figured I’d do a quick post of some recent in-game scenery, at the very least…but, I keep getting interrupted when I try to read various blogs, so I am reading them via my ‘phablet.’ Doing so prevents me from using a ‘Like’ button, so don’t think that you’re forgotten! I swear, some people are demanding and think that if you miss reading them once, that you’ve abandoned them – and that isn’t the case. Drama queens (and kings) of that nature are definitely not worth the time and effort…and you can bet that I’m nothing like that. I understand that real life issues get in the way, and people return when (and if) they can. If not…c’est la vie, non?

R.I.P., Ameila Boynton Robinson

Amelia Platts Boynton Robinson: 18 August 1911 – 26 August 2015

One of the matriarchs of the civil rights movement, Amelia Boynton Robinson, passed away early yesterday morning at the age of 104. She was the first Black woman to run for congress in Alabama, and a survivor of “Bloody Sunday.” That was the day that she and many others marched across the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama. Peaceful protestors were met with armed state troopers, who beat them mercilessly and tear-gassed them – Amelia was beaten unconscious. From Al-Jazeera:

Amelia Boynton Robinson, a civil rights activist who nearly died while helping lead the “Bloody Sunday” civil rights march in 1965, championed voting rights for blacks and was the first black woman to run for Congress in Alabama, died early Wednesday at age 104, her son Bruce Boynton said.

Boynton Robinson was among those beaten during the voting rights march across the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma, Alabama, in March 1965 that became known as “Bloody Sunday.” State troopers teargassed and clubbed the marchers as they tried to cross the bridge. A newspaper photo showing Boynton Robinson, who had been beaten unconscious, drew wide attention to the movement.

Fifty years later, Barack Obama, the first black president of the United States, pushed her across the span in a wheelchair during a commemoration.

Boynton Robinson, who was hospitalized in July after having a major stroke, turned 104 on Aug. 18. Her son said she had been living in Tuskegee and was hospitalized in Montgomery. Boynton Robinson’s family said in a written statement that she was surrounded by relatives and friends when she died around 2:20 a.m.

In January, Boynton Robinson attended the State of the Union address as a special guest of Democratic Alabama Rep. Terri Sewell, who said Boynton’s 1964 run for Congress paved the way for her. Sewell is Alabama’s first elected black congresswoman. Boynton was the first woman to run on a Democratic ticket in Alabama and the first black woman to run for Congress in the state, according to the Encyclopedia of Alabama.

“Mrs. Boynton Robinson suffered grave injustices on the Edmund Pettus Bridge in Selma at the hands of state troopers on Bloody Sunday, yet she refused to be intimidated,” Sewell said in January. “She marched with Dr. Martin Luther King, my colleague Rep. John Lewis and thousands of others from Selma to Montgomery and ultimately witnessed the day when their work led to the passage of the historic Voting Rights Act of 1965.”

A lady of immense courage and strength – a true warrior. Rest easy now, Amelia…you join a pantheon of true heroes. Your accomplishments should be an inspiration for youth of today, and generations to come.

Lest we forget…

For All of the Comic-Con Fans… ***UPDATED***

…if you’re lucky enough to have attended Comic-Con in Toronto recently, or are currently in San Diego enjoying the madness, this is for you! Enjoy…




***UPDATED SUNDAY, 12 JULY 2015***

Credit: comicsalliance.com

Last, but certainly not least, honourable mention to Congressman John Lewis, who was at SDCC promoting his graphic novel trilogy, March. From Tech Times:

In 1956, a comic book changed John Lewis’s life. It was a ten cent, 14-page floppy that told the story of Martin Luther King’s march on Montgomery. 

“The Martin Luther King story inspired me,” explains the congressman, telling a story he’s no doubt recounted countless times over the past few years. “It told me what happened and how it happened in Montgomery, the involvement of Rosa Parks and hundreds of people. This little book, 14 pages, sold for ten cents and became the blueprint for me and hundreds of thousands of other people across the American South.”

For Lewis and a generation of civil rights freedom fighters, Martin Luther King and the Montgomery Story was more than just a comic book. It was a blueprint for change through non-violent protest.

“It taught us to accept non-violence, not just as a tactic, but as a way of life,” Lewis adds. “We started sitting in at lunch counters all across the south, and as a student in Nashville, I was part of the sit-in movement. We would sit at the lunch counter and someone would spit on us or put out a lit cigarette in our hair. They would pull us off the stools, beat us and later on we would be arrested and taken to jail. The first time I got arrested, I was 20. I felt free and I felt liberated and I’ve not looked back since.”

The comic’s straightforward storytelling had an impact that’s stayed with the Congressman to this day, and when aide Andrew Aydin brought up the subject at the end of a 2006 campaign, Lewis was happy to explain the impact the book had on his life’s trajectory.”

What do you know…Comic-Con is slowly becoming a bit more multicultural – it’s about time! Well done, Congressman…well done.     🙂

Friday, 13th March…2015!!!

It’s March 13th – and it’s Friday! This is the second of three this year; the final one will be in November. This must be the year of my re-birth…the calendar matches my birth year – so anything is possible!
Have a great day and a wonderful weekend, all…and remember – derailing tactics are just those…tactics. When you recognize them being used, just smile and move on. Don’t let unstable psychos drag you into cut-and-paste comment-section wars, where they nit-pick one tiny word to death and detract from the subject at hand. Also – take things you read on Wikipedia with a grain of salt…make sure to double- and triple-check facts and sources, everywhere!

A Very Merry Mardis Gras…2014!

Ah, yes… ‘tis Fat Tuesday! My Louisiana relatives are certainly whooping it up down in N’awlins – my dad’s side of the family hails from that Gulf state and we’ll be heading that way next year for a big-ass family reunion…I can’t wait! It should be a blast. I want to eat a mess of crawdads at a fais dodo, romp and stomp to some zydeco, and visit the gravesite of Marie Leveaux – get some more good gris-gris flowing towards myself and my family. I’m glad to say that my son has gotten out of his funk, knuckled down, and now has two jobs! He’s putting money away to get away from inbred Alaskan fuckwads, moving south to be closer to me and his other Washingtonian loved ones. It’s been bumpy for him recently…glad that he’s taking initiative.

Mardis Gras means that it is the month of March. It arrived gently, like a lamb, in my neck of the woods; not so for most of Washington state, the rest of the West Coast, and pretty much everywhere east of the Rocky Mountains. Those folks are getting hammered by more snow than they’ve seen in over a decade. I imagine that a lot of people are wondering if Spring will…well, spring! At any rate, St. Patrick’s Day, the Vernal Equinox and my birthday all occur this month, so it’s my time to celebrate. The flowers have begun blooming on various bushes around the yard, the frogs have been singing loudly in the woods, and the birds have been very active. The ocean has been frothing from the various systems moving through…it’s soothing to hear.

March has also been designated as ‘Women’s History Month,’ which should more accurately be called ‘White Women’s History Month’ – the achievements of white women are lauded, while non-white women are pretty much tossed aside. I guess that’s why the Sports Illustrated Slut Parade Swimsuit edition was just released; it perfectly captures the ‘empowerment’ of the white female, and using a plastic Barbie® on the cover this year is ideal – after all, most of the so-called ‘models’ are 50% plastic parts anyway!

I don’t watch awards shows, so I didn’t watch the Oscars. I do, however, keep up with current events, so congratulations to Mr. Steve McQueen, the first Black director to hoist the trophy. He directed the much-discussed movie 12 Years a Slave, which took the ‘Best Picture’ award. 12 Years a Slave is based on the true story of Solomon Northup. Mr. Northup was born a free Black man in New York, who was wrongfully and unlawfully captured and sold into slavery in 1841; after regaining his freedom, he wrote an autobiography about his harrowing experience.

Lupita Amondi Nyong’o: 1 March 1983

Congratulations and a happy belated birthday to young Lupita Nyong’o for winning Best Supporting Actress for her role in…you guessed it – 12 Years a Slave. I guess I have mixed feelings on this; on one hand, it is refreshing to see a beautiful, dark-skinned sister winning an Oscar and reaffirming my notion that Black women don’t need to be pale-skinned mulattoes to be beautiful or noticed. I was happy to see a woman whose skin tone more closely resembles my own, being front and center. She also displayed a great deal of class, grace, and style, from what I saw in clips on The Daily Show, the Colbert Report, and Conan O’Brien. I’ll have to say that I was disappointed in Conan when he interviewed her on his show last week, before the Oscars. Usually, when he introduces a white actress, he always talks about how ‘beautiful’ she is. He did not use that adjective when he mentioned Ms. Nyong’o as an upcoming guest, nor did he say it when he announced her to the audience. I grow so weary of the false assumption that we cinnamon-colored, honey-toned, deep-bronzed or dark-chocolate sisters are somehow ugly simply because we are dark. Guess what, people: WE ARE FUCKING BEAUTIFUL, so STOP YOUR HATING. We aren’t going anywhere.

On the other hand, it seems that the only time a dark-skinned Black woman is recognized in films, it’s for portraying a slave. In February of 1940, Ms. Hattie McDaniel was the first Black woman to get an Oscar award, also for Best Supporting Actress, for her role in Gone With the Wind. Since the Oscars were segregated at the time, like everything else in this country, she was seated in the very back of the theatre – what a bittersweet victory for her, no? Since then, how many dark-skinned Black women have gotten that honour? Where are the bronze bombshells and sultry vixens? Why are there no serious roles for us, such as being a teacher who takes a student under her wing and becomes their champion? Or the warrior-queen of a country, commanding men-at-arms? Or a goofy, silly, ‘a-dork-able’ Awkward Black Girl? People want to limit us and our images, and so many of us give power to those who don’t have our best interests at heart…but that’s part of my topic about my series on ‘Black History Month,’ so I digress.

Topic switch: it looks like the murder trial of ‘Blade Runner’ Oscar Pistorius has begun in Johannesburg Pretoria, South Africa. He is the first amputee to run in the ‘regular, able-bodied’ Olympics, so became a well-known athlete. He is accused of shooting his live-in girlfriend, Reeva Steenkamp, on Valentine’s Day 2013. He claims that it was accidental, citing fear, while prosecutors say that it was done during a heated quarrel and Oscar acted in a fit of jealous rage. I suppose it will be interesting to see what transpires with that…

First Friday – March Musings

Aaaahh…it’s Friday, March 1st – a true First Friday! An engineering firm that I worked for in Seattle used to have a fun after-work gathering on First Fridays. Anyway, time for a few more random ramblings and myriad musings!

My dreadlocks are getting long and lovely! I had some touch-up maintenance done on them yesterday and they look grand…they are longer than what you see on the model above; they brush my shoulders and hang out from under the back of my motorcycle helmet when I go for a ride…I’m loving them! I seriously should have started them back when I was modeling, but better late than never. I had a slight epiphany over why I wore extensions for so long: People didn’t ask to touch my hair when I had them in!

My ‘locs closely resemble Debra Wilson’s, if you take a look at her picture below. Hers are longer than mine, but that’s essentially how they’re growing…not bad, eh?

I wanted to post a belated R.I.P. to Richard Street, another member of the Temptations – he passed away at a Las Vegas hospital after short illness, according to his wife. The Huffington Post reports:

“Former Motown vocalist Richard Street, a member of the Temptations for 25 years, has died. He was 70…Richard Street sang as a young man with Temptations members Otis Williams and Melvin Franklin, but didn’t join the famed Motown group until the early 1970s. He later made the move from his native Detroit to Los Angeles with other Motown acts and stayed with the group until the mid-1990s.”

He joins his fellow Temptations member Damon Harris, who passed away on 18 February. They are dancing together in that music hall in the hereafter…rock on, brothas…rock on.

Richard Street: 5 October 1942 – 27 February 2013

Also, noted pianist Van Cliburn passed away at the age of 78 on 27 February. The lanky Texan, at the age of 23, took the world by storm in 1958 after winning the first International Tchaikovsky Competition in Moscow. The L.A. Times reports:

“With his transcendent performances of Tchaikovsky’s First and Rachmaninoff’s Third piano concertos, Van Cliburn brought 1,500 Russians to their feet in a Moscow concert hall.

Declared the victor of the first International Tchaikovsky Competition, the young American became a hero of the Cold War era and an object of adoration around the world, whose fame helped bring classical music to the masses.

After the humiliation of Sputnik, Americans declared a cultural victory with Cliburn. Dubbed the “American Sputnik,” he was feted like no other classical musician before him, with a ticker-tape parade in New York City and fan clubs to rival a movie idol’s.

Cliburn, whose breakthrough success in 1958 made him one of the world’s most celebrated pianists, died Wednesday of bone cancer at his Forth Worth home, said his publicist, Mary Lou Falcone. He was 78.”

Rest in peace, gentle soul – you join the many.

Harvey Lavan “Van” Cliburn: 12 July 1934 – 27 February 2013

Here’s an interesting article on The Stream, from Al-Jazeera’s website, talking about “the N-word” and the continued debate over its use. Personally, I can’t stand the word – it was directed at me far too often for me to feel that it’s any sort of endearing term – but I’m also not going to shrivel up and die if others choose to use it. People glorified and justified its use for far too long, and even pay money to hear it used ad nauseum in movies – so trying to close the barn door after the horses have escaped is a bit futile! In fact, two of the songs I’m planning on posting have that horrid word in it, just for shits and giggles!

Ye gawds…just saw this story on Davey D’s Hip-Hop corner and am SMDH over it – well, I already knew that the end was near when Honey Boo Boo became the most ‘redneckonised’ person in AmeriKKKa! Wow…just – WOW.

The First Lady is getting a bunch of shit because she appeared at the Oscars – no surprise there. I love how her detractors rip on her over non-issues like her bangs, her figure, or her desire to have children not be fat, sloppy diabetics. People conveniently forget the fact that Laura Bush killed a man with her car, and that her darling daughters were sleazy CUNTS who put the ‘Girls Gone Wild’ bunch to shame! Selective, phony outrage is so pathetic…

Here are a couple of hilarious clips! First, Key & Peele show what happens when people try to be “Blacker than thou” – I see that nonsense on the interwebs daily; WTF is up with that?

Key & Peele: “Soul Food

Then, they find out why we, as Black people, CANNOT EVER do anything ‘fun’ like flash-mobbing!

Key & Peele: “Flash Mob

Honorable mention goes to the “Bald Brotherhood” skit, which I cannot find ANYWHERE – if you’ve been lucky enough to view it, you know what I’m talking about!

Next, Conan O’Brien talks about a firehouse masturbator – who apparently found himself in the audience!

Then, Conan reviews the new version of an old game that is being introduced (yet AGAIN) because someone thinks that the Tomb Raider franchise needs a boost! I guess that skeletal slag, Angelina Jolie, needs another adventure movie to star in? Go figure…anyway, watching Conan ‘perv out’ is fucking hilarious!

Conan O’Brien reviews Tomb Raider GRAPHIC CONTENT!

On that note, on with the tunes! Enjoy, and have an awesome weekend!     😎

Soulja Boy: “Crank That

Cypress Hill: “Insane In The Membrane

Underworld: “Born Slippy

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