Something to say

Can I say something?

I am proud of my people! I'm looking back on all the things AFRICAN AMERICAN people did for the Hurricane victims. I mean we REALLY got together on this thing. We made White folk move! you know? I mean just a taste of our true power as a collective was seen. We went out and worked, raised money, got on t.v. and voiced some concerns, almost scared "the establishment". The last few months I've felt particularly proud to have beautiful brown skin.

Here's my question:

Why did it take a disaster for us to tap into this collective power we've had for centuries? We still have a proverbial Hurricane destroying our nation. It's the biggest one yet! It's strong. It has been gaining energy for years and it's hovering over our country stretching from coast to coast. Our people are being ravaged by educational institutions, the criminal justice system, correctional system, our dysfunctional families, dead churches, and our political system.

Can we donate to these relief efforts? Can we volunteer to work for agencies that right injustices? Can we put our money in community based churches and schools? Can we support entertainers that are socially conscious? Can we shelter abused children? Can we rebuild run down schools and homes in our community? Can I do more than complain about the state of my people and actually get my hands dirty?

I pray that i can.

It's about time

I think it's about time to share my true thoughts and feelings. Well at least in a written form. I think a lot of time my stream of consciousness is best worked out on paper. I'm blunt but No Holds Barred on paper.

Most of y'all who know me knows that I am very quiet when it comes to what I feel, unless my opinion is requested. From this day on, I'm going to use this Blog as a way to keep a journal of an up and coming black man. This will be fun to see how things progress and what I was into from one day to the next.

So with all that said...

First Day.


I feel today for some reason is the day that things change for me. Even though God gives us brand new mercies with the rising of the sun, Therefore a new day.

I woke up earlier than usual and wasted 2 hours in a flash playing games, checking e-mail, Blackplanet and stuff. I walked into the shower thinking "how in the world I spend so much time and not even know it?" So I will have to calm down on my useless use of the computer.


My frat is coming to town for the Congressional Black Caucus Reception... I'll keep you posted on my next few days. I'll see if I will post everyday, or weekly or something.

Southern Charm

I never thought that being from the south had an effect on me.
But recently I've learned that the south, the REAL SOUTH, not Washington DC or Maryland, the Pseudo Psouth, gives me a great deal of energy. The warmth or the air and the people give me a sense of belonging and connectedness. And don't mention the sweet tea, goodness! The taste alone is enough to keep you up for days.

No wonder there is a mass exodus back to the south. After graduation it's going to be very tempting to follow everyone else back down I-95 then I-85. Who knows, I could be in Charlotte, Atlanta, Memphis, or even Florida. Can't wait to see the next door God opens for me.

Blogging

This is a new technology for me. I'm not sure of it's usefulness. As I start this Blog I'll learn of its' benifits to me and society.