The White Girl Game

I attempted suicide after losing so horribly.  She brought me home after she fired me.  At the time I thought it was because she was being nice and was concerned.  Now I know it was to inspect my living arrangements and confirm her cruel judgment. 

I am not one of those people that share at work, at least not about my private life.  I grew up the first born grandchild of nineteen.  All our parents worked and all were professionals.  My grandmother was our daycare provider and she made sure that we were being prepared for the working world.   Fifteen of my cousins are male, so I was taught from day one how to work like a man in a man’s world.  It is really not that hard, you don’t talk about home stuff, you don’t talk about much at all, and you never show any emotion at work. 

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A failed system, or is it?

    Above is a picture of Frederico Bruno, he is accused of pushing his ex-girlfriend and 3 month old child out of a window three stories high.  He climbs down from the same window, finds a metal bar stool leg and beats her with it as she is lying on top of the 3 month old baby who broke her fall to a concrete ground.  Read that over again.  Take a deep breath.  Now who is the blame for this type of violence?  Before you go any further, let me add this too...the widow also had an air conditioner installed in it.  For real!  Who do you blame for this type of violence?  Violence has such a profound meaning.  It sure can sway any jury.  Oh did I tell you, he sliced up the victim's friend who attempted to call the police.  Yes sir!  He left them all for dead.  Sad ain't it, or is it?  What if I told you crimes like these are good for business?  Business?!  

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The Disease Called Negativity

Several months ago Hollywood studios released a blockbuster film that is currently up for several awards called Contagion. With heavy hitters like Matt Damon, Gwyneth Paltrow and Laurence Fishburne as the main cast, they attempt to follow a web of infected individuals as a pandemic erupts across the world. This incredibly strong strand of flu virus that seems to originate from an animal spreads like wild-fire from the shores of Hong Kong, San Francisco, Chicago and everywhere in between. Day of our lives we are only a few steps from a disease that can take us out. In recent reports on news outlets we have witnessed firsthand the dangers of bacteria and germs that find their way into our homes and on our foods. This got me thinking about another airborne disease that gets very little ‘press’; the germ of negativity! It’s a scary thought that every person we meet could be a carrier of the disease of negativity. And worse, these infected could pass it on to travelers, hospitals, schools, churches and cause a widespread panic. Every sneeze is causing suspicion as to whether or not you are the next victim.

Negativity is defined as: an unpleasantness, lacking positive or constructive features. This can potentially describe most of the people we communicate with on a daily basis, or sometimes ourselves. All you have to do is look at a local news show and realize the ratio of positive and negative reports are grossly disproportioned. While we have done all we can with hand sanitizer and flu shots, we have neglected to protect ourselves from the deadliest disease of all. There are no statistics to show the amount of dreams, visions and potential that has been destroyed by the illness of negativity. Just as with any disease, knowledge, prevention and a little precaution will go a long way to keep you symptom free.

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YOU ONLY HAVE YOURSELF TO BLAME!

Being a Bald Woman during the 80s was very different, than today. Hard renting homes to a "bald person like you".  People like me without hair! Yes "bald people like me". I heard the same insult numerous times throughout the years. Each time it came with another face and another reason. The ignorance was the same no matter where I went. In the USA or overseas. Confrontations and negative responses became continuous on a daily basis. Catching buses or cabs was an event in itself, being hollered at with profanity. I was attacked in taxi cabs and driven off my destination. Approached by men who asked me "What are you, a man or a woman?" Even had police order me to get off the street, or go put something on your head. Saying "you are attracting too much attention and disturbing the peace". Wouldn't get served in restaurants or stores, so I had to speak up! Always under surveillance by security guards in malls who were tailing me ... waiting with police vans. Warned that I'm being watched. Had Soda and trash thrown over me from passing cars as I walked with my kids or stood waiting for a bus. Had an entire bus load of passengers along with my kids and my brother detour off rout and driven to the police station. Being dragged under my arm off the bus by a police officer. Later on received regretful apologies from the head of police. Not to mention cars trying to run me down while crossing the road and cursing at me. Men literally spat on me, out of car windows and directly in my face  as these events were never ending.  

This was the ugliness of individuals, so I had nothing to be concerned about. Not allowing it to sway my thoughts about self. I let it slide and for every abusive encounter it made me stronger. Giving me their power was the one thing which paved my way to feelings of self esteem and self worth. Challenged and overcome. I knew how to deal with the loathing of others and never giving in to harassment. It was ignorance of the times and it was those with their inability to understand or accept change in a forever evolving new world. A new way of seeing people with differences. Diversity on all levels is something society is going to accept and learn about as the numbers of people without hair rises. Embracing the relentless change in human spirit and accepting tolerance in relation to ones appearance is the one thing I welcome. I convinced myself that I was strong and faced what ever struggles endured. My character was constantly being challenged, also acknowledgement and awareness of self which I was destined to answer to. 

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