Life

After spending a relatively quiet long weekend. I spent some reflective time watching meaningful movies and such. I watched "And the Band Played On" once again. I wanted to really look at the gridlock those who fought to treat and cure AIDS had to go through. I grew up in a time where their were bath houses and a YMCA I didn't understand what they were or had become until much later. I found it painful to see those lost in the ego fighting and denial of what was an epidemic. I remember hearing some large and in charge folks saying things that hurt my heart. I thought that a disease was just that a disease and working towards a cure should be everybody goals.., but until it spread out among the straight, the sickly and those with a voice that could not be silenced, the media, those in charge, just ignored, ignored all those people dying and withering away. As a Vogue subscriber and fashionista before the word, I knew every designer and photog, when they started myste

As much as I love the digital age, I also feel it has created some secret bullies..I believe everyone can have an opinion and should be able to speak on it, but does everything have to be so nasty. Every time a crime happens, when I read the comments, It hurts me to see so much hate, when a dream cruise Camaro got stolen and recovered, instead of being happy, some clowns left it alone, I read, oh those people, them people and very derogatory comments can't drive sticks, blah blah blah, who are these idiots, who thinks this, I can drive a stick, been black all my life, I know about a hundred black folks that drive sticks.... perhaps some car thief made a life choice to make that moment their chance to start again on a positive path. The presidential races...omg...some of them are chauvinistic and mean spirited, why can't you just honestly say, hey this is what I'd bring