Well I survived another Valentine's day. I heard from friends, associates and pals. I baked heart shaped cakes and encouraged love all around. Even though mine appears to have vanished behind that macho stuff "I don't celebrate, I celebrate everyday"...blah blah blah, anyhoo, I cooked that nice italian meal, had a glass of moscato and chocolate and enjoyed getting some serious r & r, my son's school celebrates "Black Love" day, so I was busy till I wasn't. i settled for a nice evening of the Olympics where I, who have no skiing ability whatsoever, was excited watching the skiers hit those slopes, yeah I imagined it was me, I saw me in the downhill, beating all competition and in the speed skate. Yes i had a good weekend.
George Floyd
So a journalist wrote a scathing piece of the life history of George Floyd. It listed out every mistake and poor choice he made during his life. There were many. The journalist then said no he didn’t deserve to die, nor did he deserve a day, an invite to the White House and blah blah blah. I reflected on the words of the journalist and then, there is was glaring up at me. Blindness, you still fail to see that, this poor soul became a martyr due to the fact you refuse to see blue violence for what it is too often. The bullying, the hate of those communities which they feel are under them. Young children have fallen prey while playing with their toys, good citizens, sleeping, sitting, walking, driving, just existing, all while being Black or a person of color, you are continually blinded by your willful ignorance to believe there is a PROBLEM. I read the comments of those in agreement and felt, too many are still blind, you refuse to acknowledge it, even though, your daughte...
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