Tag Archives: change

Best Served Warm: Better Late than Never

23 Jan

yumPresident Obama’s State of the Union Address was peppered with nuggets that could have forced a hurrah or amen from just about every American: That was the goal, wasn’t it? To give people, whether rich, poor or middle class, LGBT, Hispanic, Black, Native American, Asian, White or as Ompa Loompa-orange as John Boehner, something to latch onto. But it’s a tall order: Serving dreamers, Selma, ISIS, free community college, free childcare, higher taxes on the wealthy, higher minimum wage and sexual liberties with a quote from the Pope to a room as polarized as oil and water sounds like a recipe for disaster. Continue reading


Fighting the Wind

20 Sep

Some of life’s greatest battles are fought far away from the world gun powder and fatigues. Instead they are against nature’s bullies. Wind, rain, fire, etc.

Seriously, how do you fight an opponent you can’t touch? Invisible, omnipotent forces make a heck of an enemy. I witnessed it firsthand as I watched tennis talent Serena Williams struggle against the swirling winds on the Arthur Ashe Court in this year’s U.S. Open Finals. The wind openly mocked her. It tussled her skirt and converted her usual one-hitter quitter aces into technicals as they crashed into the net or sailed out of bound.

About ¾s into the match, I watched as an obviously frustrated Serena morphed into one who had finally accepted the wind’s presence and adjusted accordingly. It was amazing. And she went on to win. How many of us are like Serena, knowing things are beyond our control but burrow their heels and fight against the inevitable anyway. It’s fruitless and a complete waste of energy. Continue reading

Humble Pie

20 Jul

“Don’t be alarmed,” the aged woman offered as she inched toward the music blasting from my driver’s side window.

I guess she noticed my eyes shift involuntarily to the spot where my purse laid nearby.

I chuckled, “I’m not scared,” as I glanced with impatience at the red blaring light on the busy street.
“Your face looks familiar,” she squinted. Continue reading

What Would You Do?

18 Sep

https://i0.wp.com/thirty86.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/aids_cant_Cured.jpg I just re-read the tragic tale of Cicely Bolden, the 28-year-old Dallas mother stabbed to death by a lover after revealing she was HIV-positive. Her 7-year-old and 8-year-old children found her murdered when they came home from school. The story and the outpour of comments defending Bolden’s murderer have made me remember a movie screening I attended a year ago. The film begged the same question: what would you do if the person you loved or at the least made love with was HIV-positive. Continue reading

Stop and Smell the BBQ

3 Jul

BBQing is therapeutic, I noted as I lounged beneath the stainless sky catching wafts of hickory smoke escaping  the charred grill. Think about it. It’s an activity squarely between man and nature, where all of the troubles of the world temporarily subside and the biggest dilemma is shooing away rebellious flies and knowing when to flip the chicken, beef and pork. Continue reading

Pass Me The Scissors

7 Jun

Snip. Snip. Snip.

I shut my eyes and tried to relax in the swiveling chair. It had been over a year since I had let anyone touch my locks. Partially out of stubbornness. Partially because I believed I was perfectly capable of maintaining them myself. I mean how hard can washing and grooming nappy coiled hair possibly be? It’s tougher than it looks the steady clink of the scissors reminded as they sliced through three years-worth of dreads. The salon floor bore the evidence. Continue reading

Wake Up and Dream

22 Jun

“The whole point of education is to replenish the system.” These simple words from a stranger rocked my core. Replenish. Not upgrade. Replenish. Like inventory, products that simply are restocked when one batch depletes. People as products is a harsh analogy. But is it true? Continue reading