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Me Too

  The “Me Too Movement,” was successful in detailing the experiences of individuals across the United States who had either and ever been assaulted or harassed. It prompted more people than ever in the United States to examine their interactions through the gaze of equity, weighing the power dynamics in past interactions with either the opposite sex or the same sex. Nonetheless, according to the National Institute of Health, in a college study with over two-thousand participants, there was no evidence of changes in the prevalence of sexual assault post-Me-Too. Had, then, the “Me too Movement failed”? Was its goal to simply to get women to catalogue their experiences over tea-time and late-night conversations with their closest confidants? Or was its goal to prompt people to not only remember, but then to testify and then to get retribution for either perceived or real harassment and assault? In this age of the guru or in this age of going viral, personality, one could argue, has ...
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Childhood

 As I got older people tried to paint this narrative of me. And I a guess since my childhood home was left behind after being riddled with bullet holes, it’s easy to paint a new picture of me. Hollywood is soon becoming Pembroke Pines. And my block, which I am sure I will leave soon as well, is being bought up and renovated, painting that picture of a woman who has had a privileged life is easy.  But that’s the furthest thing from the truth. I remember one day my mom made this post of spaghetti and hot dogs. It had tomato paste in it. It was all types of yummy. But it was a lot of us. And We grew up poor. Although that fact is being changed everyday. But anywho when my mom made this pasta she served each of us a bowl. And I got my bowl. Got my fork. Tasted the food and went to the back of the house and cried. I wanted more but I knew she couldn’t give me more. And if I asked that would make her only feel bad. So I wiped the tears from my eyes and ate the pasta and then licked ...
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Midnight Ruminations

When I off to college I used to dream of myself ballroom dancing with peppermint leaves in the background. The song playing would have to be from John Legends second album, maybe Save Room for My Love.  Those were the days when shit was pretty and I was Cinderella or something close. But why hadn’t I ever imagined myself dancing with someone else? I always imagined myself dancing by myself. What the fuck? You know a psychologist would probably think I was scared of dick or something.  I mean really. When I was in high school, I auditioned for this play. And when I was on stage these boys came into the auditorium. I knew them but they were like whatever to me. But then the teacher came into the auditorium and asked are these boys with you? And I got scared and said no. She ended up getting fired, but anywho why did I get scared?  Lord knows I was watching pornography and looking at playboy by the I was like seven. I had boys in school looking at my parties under the table ...
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Niece

Growing up, my niece used to say she was ill all the time. I thought she was faking it. She never looked sick. She’d miss a day of school and then be skipping around the house. But then she got her tonsils taken out. Then her mom says she stopped breathing once. Okay. I lived with her my whole life and never experienced this. Years later, although she never caught an asthma attack at home or at school, all of a sudden she had asthma. Then all of a sudden her stomach starting hurting her. Then all of a sudden she had constipation. Then all of a sudden she’s known as being ill, and Univesity of Florida is emailing her all the time for this survey.  Hmm, did God’s angels press the right buttons. Are they doing the mirror effect here? The 48 laws of power  says there’s no greater weapon than the mirror effect. It infuriates your enemies. It buys you enough time to do what you are trying to do, and it shows them the value of their righteousness.  Now, I’ve been going from job ...
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In vs Out

 Every once and a while these quora posts come up on my gmail feed. Some of these post are really interesting; there’s shit like did prince Phillip have affairs on Queen Elizabeth or if the US changed the constitution could it take your guns, and then there is the posts about the army. Navy seal trainers are interesting. These niggas or crackers, if I may, undergo a series arduous mental tasks and challenges that are made to break them and eventually get them to run on pure adrenaline almost, like robots.  But then I think what they training them so hard for. Most of the world doesn’t have the man power, fire power, not mental prowess to counter that. So what are these robots being trained for? Hmm, the more I think about it the more I get afraid you know.  The more I read about them and mermaids, dragons, Simpson’s, Selena and Disney I start getting overwhelmed. Damn, do I get my boat now. Do I stack up the pantry now?  A few years ago, the United States decided to ...
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Hoe Things

Once we become converted to God, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, do we hide who we were; remove our tattoos, delete the old text messages of when we texted that nigga bout sucking his dick? Do we pick up our cucumber sandwiches and hide that we ate pork and salad and drunk bottles of alcohol amongst other drinks?  Hmm, this is a serious question. Can we be Christian and still remember where we came from? The midnight hours of raw sex, skin to skin, with a nigga who wasn’t your husband but somebody else’s. Wasted time exchanging ourselves for time currency. The moments when we snuck our hands into a classmates back bag stealing they shit. Or oh the time when you let a nigga fuck you on the beach cuz his shirt said he was a police.  Surely when I was a child I behaved as one. Now the old things are put away, but are they thrown away? I wonder what I will tell my niece why I dance the way I do when I hear nothing but the blood of Jesus?  Will I tell her it’s because he...
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Black is king

 You know when I read psalms and meditate on why David was so successful, part of the reason is that he usually asked God for direction. I don’t recall a time when he ever went out to war and did not ask God what he should do and whether he should go.  Yet, black is king is fraught with lines like we are gods, and the in the jungle there’s no bible. Now, going off the Bible, if we, a people, are our own gods and lead our way through war on our own, will we be successful?  Is this a benign mistake or are these lines intently insidious? In the earlier parts of the Bible, the tribes of Israel go to war against Benjamin. And they are losing. They get their asses handed to them. Every time they go to the Lord, He says go, you will win. By the time they are done with Benjamin, most of the women of the tribe are dead, and there are mass casualties on both sides. They win, but at what cost. So what happens is that they have to look outside the tribe to find the tribe of Benjamin ...
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