Wednesday, September 22, 2010

"Imagine if the Tea Party Was Black" - by Tim Wise


Let’s play a game, shall we? The name of the game is called “Imagine.” The way it’s played is simple: we’ll envision recent happenings in the news, but then change them up a bit. Instead of envisioning white people as the main actors in the scenes we’ll conjure - the ones who are driving the action - we’ll envision black folks or other people of color instead. The object of the game is to imagine the public reaction to the events or incidents, if the main actors were of color, rather than white. Whoever gains the most insight into the workings of race in America, at the end of the game, wins.

So let’s begin.

Imagine that hundreds of black protesters were to descend upon Washington DC and Northern Virginia, just a few miles from the Capitol and White House, armed with AK-47s, assorted handguns, and ammunition. And imagine that some of these protesters —the black protesters — spoke of the need for political revolution, and possibly even armed conflict in the event that laws they didn’t like were enforced by the government? Would these protester — these black protesters with guns — be seen as brave defenders of the Second Amendment, or would they be viewed by most whites as a danger to the republic? What if they were Arab-Americans? Because, after all, that’s what happened recently when white gun enthusiasts descended upon the nation’s capital, arms in hand, and verbally announced their readiness to make war on the country’s political leaders if the need arose.

Imagine that white members of Congress, while walking to work, were surrounded by thousands of angry black people, one of whom proceeded to spit on one of those congressmen for not voting the way the black demonstrators desired. Would the protesters be seen as merely patriotic Americans voicing their opinions, or as an angry, potentially violent, and even insurrectionary mob? After all, this is what white Tea Party protesters did recently in Washington.

Imagine that a rap artist were to say, in reference to a white president: “He’s a piece of shit and I told him to suck on my machine gun.” Because that’s what rocker Ted Nugent said recently about President Obama.

Imagine that a prominent mainstream black political commentator had long employed an overt bigot as Executive Director of his organization, and that this bigot regularly participated in black separatist conferences, and once assaulted a white person while calling them by a racial slur. When that prominent black commentator and his sister — who also works for the organization — defended the bigot as a good guy who was misunderstood and “going through a tough time in his life” would anyone accept their excuse-making? Would that commentator still have a place on a mainstream network? Because that’s what happened in the real world, when Pat Buchanan employed as Executive Director of his group, America’s Cause, a blatant racist who did all these things, or at least their white equivalents: attending white separatist conferences and attacking a black woman while calling her the n-word.

Imagine that a black radio host were to suggest that the only way to get promoted in the administration of a white president is by “hating black people,” or that a prominent white person had only endorsed a white presidential candidate as an act of racial bonding, or blamed a white president for a fight on a school bus in which a black kid was jumped by two white kids, or said that he wouldn’t want to kill all conservatives, but rather, would like to leave just enough—“living fossils” as he called them—“so we will never forget what these people stood for.” After all, these are things that Rush Limbaugh has said, about Barack Obama’s administration, Colin Powell’s endorsement of Barack Obama, a fight on a school bus in Belleville, Illinois in which two black kids beat up a white kid, and about liberals, generally.

Imagine that a black pastor, formerly a member of the U.S. military, were to declare, as part of his opposition to a white president’s policies, that he was ready to “suit up, get my gun, go to Washington, and do what they trained me to do.” This is, after all, what Pastor Stan Craig said recently at a Tea Party rally in Greenville, South Carolina.

Imagine a black radio talk show host gleefully predicting a revolution by people of color if the government continues to be dominated by the rich white men who have been “destroying” the country, or if said radio personality were to call Christians or Jews non-humans, or say that when it came to conservatives, the best solution would be to “hang ‘em high.” And what would happen to any congressional representative who praised that commentator for “speaking common sense” and likened his hate talk to “American values?” After all, those are among the things said by radio host and best-selling author Michael Savage, predicting white revolution in the face of multiculturalism, or said by Savage about Muslims and liberals, respectively. And it was Congressman Culbertson, from Texas, who praised Savage in that way, despite his hateful rhetoric.

Imagine a black political commentator suggesting that the only thing the guy who flew his plane into the Austin, Texas IRS building did wrong was not blowing up Fox News instead. This is, after all, what Anne Coulter said about Tim McVeigh, when she noted that his only mistake was not blowing up the New York Times.

Imagine that a popular black liberal website posted comments about the daughter of a white president, calling her “typical redneck trash,” or a “whore” whose mother entertains her by “making monkey sounds.” After all that’s comparable to what conservatives posted about Malia Obama on freerepublic.com last year, when they referred to her as “ghetto trash.”

Imagine that black protesters at a large political rally were walking around with signs calling for the lynching of their congressional enemies. Because that’s what white conservatives did last year, in reference to Democratic party leaders in Congress.

In other words, imagine that even one-third of the anger and vitriol currently being hurled at President Obama, by folks who are almost exclusively white, were being aimed, instead, at a white president, by people of color. How many whites viewing the anger, the hatred, the contempt for that white president would then wax eloquent about free speech, and the glories of democracy? And how many would be calling for further crackdowns on thuggish behavior, and investigations into the radical agendas of those same people of color?

To ask any of these questions is to answer them. Protest is only seen as fundamentally American when those who have long had the luxury of seeing themselves as prototypically American engage in it. When the dangerous and dark “other” does so, however, it isn’t viewed as normal or natural, let alone patriotic. Which is why Rush Limbaugh could say, this past week, that the Tea Parties are the first time since the Civil War that ordinary, common Americans stood up for their rights: a statement that erases the normalcy and “American-ness” of blacks in the civil rights struggle, not to mention women in the fight for suffrage and equality, working people in the fight for better working conditions, and LGBT folks as they struggle to be treated as full and equal human beings.

And this, my friends, is what white privilege is all about. The ability to threaten others, to engage in violent and incendiary rhetoric without consequence, to be viewed as patriotic and normal no matter what you do, and never to be feared and despised as people of color would be, if they tried to get away with half the shit we do, on a daily basis.

Game Over.

Tim Wise is among the most prominent anti-racist writers and activists in the U.S. Wise has spoken in 48 states, on over 400 college campuses, and to community groups around the nation. Wise has provided anti-racism training to teachers nationwide, and has trained physicians and medical industry professionals on how to combat racial inequities in health care. His latest book is called Between Barack and a Hard Place.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Mexico!


If you know me I tease by saying I live in Mexico because of 90% of my neighbors. So yesterday there was a knock on the door and my roommate answered it and it was the landlord saying they needed to spray and that we had to leave for an hour. I was like we were never told they were spraying. So I sucked it and my roommate told them they were getting ready for work and to come back in an hour.

I was watching Dr Phil my man on T.V. when they came back so I didn't get to see the end of the Dr Phil Family story. Which sucked :) Priorities!

While sitting in my car next to the complex a guy on the balcony of a different building called to me I looked up and he asked me in Spanish how I was and I replied in Spanish fine thanks. Why did I do this fuck then he knew I knew Spanish. Then he said in Spanish you want to hang out. I said in English I only know a little Spanish. Then another guy came out and said in English with a strong Spanish accent. He leaned onto the balcony and asked in English if I wanted a beer and I said no thank you he said you sure I said I'm sure. He went back inside then the original guy said in Spanish you want some cocaine and pressed one side of his nose. I think he knows I understand Spanish duh.... So I said no thank you in English. Then he said if you change your mind I'm here in Spanish I said OK.

What is up with strangers asking me weird ass shit these days. Do I have a sign on my forehead saying I love strangers come hang out in my house and let's do some drugs WTF. I am the last person to ask to do drugs. These people are wacked. At least they don't live in my building no telling what else goes on there. Shit like this causes fires LOL LOL..... I crack myself up sometime!

If my life goes to shit and I fall apart at least I will have a connection :) Yeah and my luck I do drugs then I get drug tested from job. That would not be good! So for now I choose to stay drug free.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Beach!

So during my travels my friend asked if I wanted to go to the beach and I said yeah. So her boyfriend and his male friend and I went. It was about 45min away once we arrived we had to run through some small woods to get to the beach. The sign said Mosquitoes ahead (I didn't read the rest of the sign) so there like okay we have to run through here. We took off running once on the other side it was beautiful.


As were walking down the beach I started to see people then the further we got I begin to see nudity and thought OMG is this real. The shock was from not knowing it was cloths optional.This was my first time going to a nude beach. Mind you the person I'm with is Mormon (or was Mormon) so I didn't expect it my first reaction was shock then the photographer in me kicked in and grabbed my camera. Okay I couldn't help it! It was a natural instinct. I found myself shooting pictures of people and the ocean. I could not bring myself to take a picture of a female who was nude I think it's just an unwritten code of conduct LOL ^_^




See these pics are art and tasteful and so are my others. At one point I wondered what the one guy was reading and wanted to ask since he was so focused on the words on the paper. I was to shy to walk up to a nude person and ask a question I thought it was an inappropriate time. Then I thought to myself this is the same awkwardness I feel when men do have cloths on and I'm to shy to walk up and ask a question and/or flirt. Weird huh!! Now I have decided that if I'm interested in a guy I will walk up and ask him a question/flirt if he has cloths on. No more excuses it will be much easier with cloths on.

Once we found a spot I still felt kinda awkward. We moved logs around to block the sand etc... I already had my suit on and my friend hers was in my bag. So she asked for her two piece and changed into her top nothing unusual. Her boyfriend was getting situated and his friend was laying his towel down to get some sun. Then BOOM her boyfriend dropped his pants while standing next to me stark naked all I could do was stare at his penis then I turned my head thinking WTF where am I is this a fucking dream I could have went without seeing my girlfriend boyfriends penis. He looked at me and smiled and she had no care in the world. Needless to say I lost time and watched everything happen from above from that point on.

We laid out in the sun for a while. Then she asked me to go get in the water with her I said okay we went into the water only waist high and were talking as I glanced over to the sand and saw her nude boyfriend sitting on his towel and his friend getting sun with his shorts on. Her boyfriend is very clingy so I wondered how long he would let us stay in the water with out him just as this cross my mind he gets his naked ass up and walk towards the water. I think fuck so he comes into the water and is all over her it was awkward. So she takes her top off in the water then I think shit watching from above not able to say anything. She threw me her top to toss on the beach well it went into the water the he says lets play keep away. Three adults one with a suit, one with only bikini bottoms, and one nude one playing keep away and yes he was in the middle so I had to watch is body parts move as he moved. Then I had my friend boobs bouncing everywhere. I must say it was an experience. Will I do it again hmmm........ I'm not sure. I would like to choose to go and not be thrown into it ya know!

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Suicide!

I wrote this May 2nd but apparently it didn't post so here it is (I will move it to May 2nd in a few days):

I’m sad right now but hopeful. I spoke with my friend who lives in another state Sat night early Sunday morning around 1:40am. She called me and I missed the first call because I was sleep. I answered the second call. She was crying and I begin talking with her. She sounded out of it.

She told me she wanted to die I asked if she had done anything and she said yeah that she started taking 4-5 Xanax and another medication at a time and had take at least half of two different bottles. We talked it through it turned out she had taken at least 60 Xanax and I couldn’t understand how many of the other. We talked for about 30min then I told her I loved her and wanted her to live. I reminded her of our deal me made together. I reminded her that I’m alive because of her. I told her If I was close I would come over and make sure she got to the hospital. She keep asking me how do I continue to live with what I’ve gone through and I said because of you and our pack and I’m not going to let you down. So I told her she had a couple choices one for her to go wake up her husband and let me talk to him so he could get her help, or I would call the police to come to her house. She just saw her therapist that day (Sat) and promised not to do anything. When that’s all you can think about a promise means nothing and that’s when you reach out for help again. Sometimes you can only take it one hour at a time.

Mind you during our conversation I was online trying to figure out the city she lived in because I could not remember due to me being under the influence of my sleeping meds myself. I looked up her area code and then I recognized the city. I checked my e-mail for her last name because I could not remember jack. So I finally got it all and was ready to call the police if I needed to. I finally convinced her to wake up her husband and to let me talk to him. She did after talking to her for almost an hour. I told him my name and that I was a friend of his wife and that I had been talking to her for about 50min or so and that she had taken an overdose of pills and needed to go to the hospital. He sighed and said OK.

I waited on the phone because I didn’t know if he was going to give the phone back to her or what. I heard him ask her what she fucking took she couldn’t really explain because I could barely understand her toward the end of the call. He was mad and dropping the F bomb a lot. She took the bottles with her just as I asked her to so she could give them to him. She gave him the bottles and then he started commenting on how much she took. All I was thinking was call the police and quit yelling at her. The phone hung up then I called the local sheriff office and told them I didn’t have an address but a phone number and if they could check to see if she’s OK and gave them her name. I was put on hold several times and then told that her husband just called for an ambulance. I felt a relief after that and said thank you and hung up.

Before the call tonight I hadn’t talked to her since February. She said to me on the phone people and family always say call if you need me and the only person I thought of was you. I told her I was glad she called and that I will always be here for her no matter what. Her and I have been through a lot in our short lives.

My friend and I made a pack together last year and this was when I was going through a really rough time myself and wanted to die. My friend had already had her fair share of death in her family. Because we got so close and connected I told her I choose to live for her so I wrote her a check and made it out to “Life” My friend best friend just died and that’s why she is struggling right now and it’s bring up her feeling of loosing someone close to her. She also deals with her only son death a few years ago while he was a teenager daily in her mind. He got upset one day and went to his room and 5min later she heard a shot-gun go off then she ran to his room and found her son with his head blown off. She deals with a lot and to find your son like that has got to be a mothers worst nightmare. My heart hurts for her a lot but I am here for her no matter what people say.

Last year her therapist told her that it would be best if her and I did not have contact with each other because of the things I was going through and if I killed myself she would be re traumatized and her husband agreed. These were two people judging me without knowing me. So we haven’t spoken much since but WE know WE are there for each other no matter what. We don’t have to talk everyday to know that. Because they don’t know me they fear the unknown so don’t judge me if you don’t know me. She told me what her therapist said the day she told her and wanted to give me a heads up if we don’t talk as much because of it but that we would still talk and be friends. If I need her she is there to talk to and if she needs me I’m there.

Depending on what happen over the next couple days I may go visit her next week if she is home and spend sometime there with her. I’ve never meet her husband but he knows of me I know this is tough for him also. I wish him and my friend well. I will just wait to hear from her.

UPDATE:
Her husband called me at 4:15am and said she’s OK and their at the hospital and they were going to keep her and wanted to thank me for being there for her and for having her wake him up and that he really appreciate it. I told him it was no problem and that once she got out I could drive up there to spend sometime with her if she needed it and he thanked me for that and said that maybe good for her and if you did that I could fly you out so you wont have to do the long drive and I told him I’m fine either way. He said OK we will be in touch.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Morning!


Good morning everyone! I know it early I figure I should blog before I go to the gym. I got up this morning and went outside for some fresh air and to check out the weather as I was sitting there I sat back and closed me eyes enjoying the cool breeze. I open my eyes and I saw a person walk around the corner I didn't think anything of it until I saw he spotted me. Then he started walking toward me. Immediately my guard went up I was in defense mode but not scared I was ready to defend myself.

As he got closer I knew he was coming towards me for sure I didn't get up to go into the house. Why should I its my right to be out there? He got closer then walked up to me and got into my bubble and said can you do me a favor I said "What" (In a stern voice)? (I wanted to say dude its 4 in the fucking morning way too early to be doing favors especially for strangers) He said can I chill in your house for a bit (I thought WTF are you kidding me) I said in a stern voice mind you I have to make my voice the way I did because I'm a soft spoken person "I have people in my house" I said he stood there as to think about it (The one time I wish I had my gun on me) Then he said OK and walked away. I watched him walk away and thought are you serious I can't even feel safe to take a breath of fresh air without being bothered. Once he was out of sight I went back into the house. I'm glad I remained calm it could have went badly not knowing what he was up to.

He didn't know me what if I was the one to be afraid of and said sure let's go inside. Need I say more!

Friday, September 17, 2010

Freaky Friday!


Man replaces ex-girlfriend with custom-made sex doll:

A SEX-starved businessman was so hung up on his ex-girlfriend after she dumped him that he paid $18,000 to recreate her as a life-sized sex doll.
The 50-year-old man put together a collection of photos of his ex and told Italian adult toymaker Diego Bortolin: "I want it just like her but with bigger boobs", Italy's Il Messaggero newspaper said.

Mr Bortolin, who hasn't named the man, creates extremely realistic sex dolls at the factory behind his shop, named "Temptations" in English, in Treviso, Italy.

"She was a smiling blonde girl but he wanted bigger boobs and a curvier backside," Mr Bortolin said. "Our normal dolls are very realistic and everything works just like the real thing.

Mr Bortolin said he usually charges around $US5000 for the dolls, but that this particular project was more expensive "because we had to replicate everything, right down to the shape of her nails and teeth".

The doll weighs 58kg and is about 1.6m tall. Mr Bortolin said the doll is fully flexible and can take on any movement or position a human can.

"She is now the perfect girlfriend as far as I can see," Mr Bortolin said.

Original link:
http://www.news.com.au/weird-true-freaky/man-replaces-ex-girlfriend-with-custom-made-sex-doll/story-e6frflri-1225912671577

New Blog!



I've been playing with a new blog for about 3 months now check it out if you like. I mostly post pictures. Very little text blogging. I will use this blog for that. So go ahead check it out! What are you waiting for? ^_^

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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Summer Adventures!

It has been a busy summer for me. I hope to blog more now that my travels are over and since I don't sit in a cubicle all day anymore I have a regular desk now :) I have been to 11 states in the last 3 mths crazy huh! One of my Godchildren died on July 3rd he was 11 so I went to spend time with the family in WA state. While there I applied for some jobs it's one of the places I may be moving to.

I also had the pleasure of meeting my youngest Goddaughter she is 2 and she is the cutest thing. She calls me Cozie if you know my name you will understand. She is pictured her with her night light I got for her. She carries it around everywhere she go now.


During my travels I meet some wonderful people I'm glad I got to meet. I went to a Juicy Couture store in another state and brought myself a gift ^_^ I also went to two different IKEAs and had a blast shopping. My Goddaughter above was not happy that she wasn't tall enough to go to the kids play area. Before I hit the road for my final leg my tire psi was low so I had to get a new tire due to a hole in my tire. Good thing I always check my car before taking long drives. The free oil changes I get for two years is coming in handy.


My hair has been in many different styles since growing it out again. I may post one I'm unsure and still trying to decide. Now its back to getting up early. This week has been very productive but busy and good.

During my drive back I took this picture just ignore the bugs on the windshield ^_^