Politics: Black Women Voters

Political Junkie

I’m a political junkie, to the extent that I know who:

  • are the people running for President of the US,
  • the US President is,
  • the Vice President is,
  • the Speaker of the House is,
  • my Senators are,
  • my House Representative is,
  • all the Supreme Court justices are,
  • and is currently the majority party in both houses,
  • etc.

I follow the news on political events, but overall I am party affiliation neutral. I’m not loyal to any political party. I never was since I’ve been able to vote.

Black Women’s Vote

I wish there were millions more, of black women, who voted like me. I’d love to see us make the following happen:

  • Sway close elections, which most contests are.
  • Develop a 10 point plan with issues specific to black women.
  • Make sure that a certain political party, and their candidates would not, dare not, ever take our vote for granted.
  • Ensure we are treated with respect, and not with the attitude of: “Yeah, well, of course you’ll vote for us. You people have nowhere to go.
  • Not regard or discuss issues that affect black men as in part, or whole, a black woman’s problem.
  • Not regard or discuss issues that affect the “black community” as in part, or whole, a black woman’s problem.
  • Make the media think twice about evaluating our voting options as solely based on gender or race. Does the media do the white male voter dance as well? Of course not. These guys are not going to be portrayed as simpleminded dimwits.
  • Ensure that both political parties come to black women voters as aggressively as any other group they pander to in this country. As opposed to seeing this voter as an undesirable, best used and discarded as soon as it is gained.

Do we even see this as possible?

It is frustrating to me to see the black women’s vote squandered. It is used to prop up people who cannot even do the basics of their elected office: uphold the U.S. Constitution, protect and serve, and tell the truth.

I’m amused at people who act as though there is substantial differences between the two national parties in America. People switch sides, based on the issues, all the time.

I always start to laugh when people utter beliefs that political parties or candidates can offer solutions. I honestly believe most of the problems that afflict the poor, middle and lower class Americans were created by the politicians. They don’t study the law of unintended consequences. So each time they fix something, they make it worse, and write another law to make it fix the prior fix.

I understand that no law is perfect and they are written to reflect the issue of the time.

Random Thoughts

  • The issues that disturb me are whether parts of this nation is devolving: morally, socially, economically and civilly.
  • I don’t care who is going to be President, as long as it’s not the Billary.
  • I’d like to know where are all our tax dollars going?
  • Why are there tolls on the roads? Isn’t a gas tax a more efficient solution and causes less pollution?
  • Why are blacks close to 50% of the homicide victims when we make up 12% of the population?
  • Why have government programs – meant to assist the poor buy homes with modest interest rates – failed to prevent the sub-prime mortgage mess and subsequent foreclosures across the country?
  • Why have government programs failed to keep black students from dropping out – as much as 65% in some schools – across the country?
  • Why do politicians keep offering “new” domestic programs when the US government has so many no one seems to know about them?
  • Why are our veterans coming back and living homeless on the streets?
  • Why isn’t the US (mostly) energy independent yet?
  • Why are our schools no longer number 1 in the world? And why is that acceptable?
  • Is the Federal government broken? Why are politicians offering services, programs and solutions that the government is unable to competently deliver? And why do we keep voting for it year after year?
  • Do folks even realize that whatever the need, a government program for it already exists?

America is in a situation of borrow more to spent, spend more to borrow, and spend more to keep the world economy going. And that’s the problem with politics today, all the needs are being ignored, for the wants. I don’t think the country can afford it anymore.

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Cynicism

Cynicism is not a sign of intelligence, sophistication, a necessity, or a useful adherence to something called “keepin’ it real.”

All creatures with a smidgen of gray matter learn from painful mistakes. Among primates learning comes from doing and watching. Human are able to learn from listening, reading, watching, and doing. They can retain a lot of relatively complex information whether from personal or learned experience.

People live by parable, myths, storytellings, griots, history lessons, stereotypes, propaganda, and disinformation from Hollywood films, among other things.

Today, we live with too much information.

Granted, that leads to healthy skepticism, of which I am a party to. However, some people take cynicism to the point of rancidity. Everything is suspect, there are no positive outcomes. Life sucks; before you die you will be robbed, cheated, and discriminated against. Everyone hates you, so don’t even hope for the best, don’t be optimistic, because that only makes you a fool.

These aren’t the expressed thoughts of people with occasional and understandable bouts of cynicism, this is chronic and bitter stupidity. The sad part is that a lot of it leaks from blogs, websites, and general contact from people who claim to be educated with advanced degrees.

The only impression I’m left with is the following joke:

  • What do you get when a donkey graduates from college?
  • A wise ass.


Crabs are lonely in their barrel.

A small personal example: many years ago I was on a train heading for a job interview. I like to dress nicely. This black guy sees me, and purposefully makes his way to sit across from me.

We exchanged pleasantries. He asked me what I’m about. I tell him about the job prospects.

Well, this fellow decided he has to school me. Out of his mouth flowed a long winded pessimistic rant, a dribble of incoherent knowledge-speak, masked as keepin’ it real. All he did was provide a context for why he could not get anywhere.

His comments went in one ear and out the other. It’s been the modus operandi of my entire life. Losers always justify their failures. If life isn’t working out for you – that’s your problem.

Oh yeah, they wanted to hire me, because I stayed positive during the interview, even after that foul and cynical attempt at negative conditioning and brainwashing.

Keep the negative stink to yourself.

However, I vow to give people the benefit of the doubt. We should all give hope the benefit of the doubt. Give the aspirations of the others the benefit of the doubt.

If you don’t care for the inner / outer workings and thoughts of others, leave them alone.

Stepping off my soapbox.

Have a nice day!

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Black American? or American Who Is Black? Part ii

Please note for those of you who are literalistic: I mean some, not all, when referencing black or white Americans.

I have a confession to make: I rarely think about my race.

I’m not saying that I am color-blind. I don’t even know what sense to make of that word. What does it convey? That’s like saying: I don’t see men or women, everyone is the same gender. That’s just stupid.

I admire all sorts of things about different groups of people, be it their coloring or cultural or religious heritage. I also enjoy being brown skinned. I enjoy my complexion. I like who I am. I delight in it. It’s just that the race I am (in America) is not at the forefront of my thinking.

However, I like my own definition of self. Yes, for practical reasons, at this point in time, my race is black. Lord knows what tomorrow will bring: What black Americans or the US government will call the group next.

It doesn’t change who or what I am.

And no, I don’t see myself as African American. That’s a misnomer. I was born in Europe, shouldn’t I call myself European American?

I am an American. My cultural heritage is West Indian. I like saying black, because it’s a shorthand term: a political, social subset of Americans with a degree of African heritage, among others.

I have noticed that amongst some generational Americans taking note of your background upsets them. They act like it is an either or choice. Pick one and it’s offensive, pick the other and you are rejecting their social and cultural dictates.

They get upset with hyphenated Americans, or there are others who want people to emphasize the hyphen and fit within their group definition.

White Americans seem to dislike the hyphenation and emphasis on racial / ethnic background.

Black Americans seem to dislike black immigrants who don’t immediately accede to their definition of “black”. For example, a Jamaican, Nigerian, Hutu or Guyanese, etc. may see themselves as a West Indian or African, or whatever first, and not ascribe to being “black”.

Somehow that accurate self-definition is a rejection of them.

I’ve always looked at it this way: black Americans have to stop thinking that immigrants of any color owe them something. They do not. Unfortunately, no one cares if your ancestors fought in the Revolutionary or Civil War or any of the following wars.

They didn’t march and die alone in the Civil Rights movement: some whites and even some black immigrants were right alongside them.

When America decided to change, they felt they were changing it for the better of everyone, not just generational black Americans. Otherwise, the words used in Civil Rights legislation wouldn’t have been “minorities.”

Black Americans also have to stop telling immigrants, Africans and Caribbean peoples, how to define themselves. These people are coming from countries where everyone is more or less the same race.

Who are you to tell them what they are?

Those who complain are the same ones that resent the immigrant for his appearance and progress in this country. Hey, it is a struggle to come here, work, study and start fresh from scratch. It makes them grateful to be here.

They aren’t carrying the scars of past historical racial antagonism with white Americans. So don’t expect them to. They’re not here to do that.

Last, but not least, they come here for a multitude of reasons. If this magnificent country lets them in: they will take advantage of it.

In some cases, that may mean staying, and letting their kids become Americans. Or it may mean going back home to retire after working here a number of years.

Yet, it is not up to black Americans to define who is black in this country.

They have to learn to accept people who come here as they are, and stop demanding more from people who happen to have a degree of African ancestry in common.

At some point, every group assimilates.

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Stunning: Camilia Page on Hillary Clinton

I usually don’t cut and paste from other writers, but Camilia Page from Salon.com expresses thoughts I’ve been unable to.

She sees the contempt for people coming from the Billary that I do.

The first nice bite:

Hillary’s willingness to tolerate Bill’s compulsive philandering is a function of her general contempt for men. She distrusts them and feels morally superior to them.

Following the pattern of her long-suffering mother, she thinks it is her mission to endure every insult and personal degradation for a higher cause — which, unlike her self-sacrificing mother, she identifies with her near-messianic personal ambition.

And her response to the Gloria Steinem b.s. that showed up in the New York Times earlier this week:

Hillary’s disdain for masculinity fits right into the classic feminazi package, which is why Hillary acts on Gloria Steinem like catnip. Steinem’s fawning, gaseous New York Times op-ed about her pal Hillary this week speaks volumes about the snobby clubbiness and reactionary sentimentality of the fossilized feminist establishment, which has blessedly fallen off the cultural map in the 21st century.

History will judge Steinem and company very severely for their ethically obtuse indifference to the stream of working-class women and female subordinates whom Bill Clinton sexually harassed and abused, enabled by look-the-other-way and trash-the-victims Hillary.

Right and I’m supposed to want to vote for Hillary Clinton, because she’s what? A woman? What a crock-of….

Tell it! Tell it! Camilia Page puts on the smack-down:

The Clintons live to campaign. It’s what holds them together and gives them a glowing sense of meaning and value. Their actual political accomplishments are fairly slight.

The obsessive need to keep campaigning may mean a president Hillary would go right on spewing the bitterly partisan rhetoric that has already paralyzed Washington. Even if Hillary could be elected (which I’m skeptical about), how in tarnation could she ever govern?

Seriously, hasn’t anyone had enough of Bush-Clinton-Clinton-Bush-Bush yet? Let’s turn the page people.

And the truth about Hillary Clinton‘s political “experience”:

But Hillary herself, with her thin, spotty record, tangled psychological baggage, and maundering blowhard of a husband, is also a mighty big roll of the dice. She is a brittle, relentless manipulator with few stable core values who shuffles through useful personalities like a card shark (“Cue the tears!”).

Forget all her little gold crosses: Hillary’s real god is political expediency. Do Americans truly want this hard-bitten Machiavellian back in the White House? Day one will just be more of the same.

Vote, people, for anyone. But not these people. Let’s not kid ourselves, Hillary is running for a third Bill Clinton term. Ugh.

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Bantu Knots Solves Itchy Scalp


It’s hard for me to believe, but it works!

Since the weather turned dryer and colder, my two-strand twists hair style was growing more irritating by the day. I couldn’t stand it anymore.

My scalp itched so bad, I was like a dog with fleas.

I tried light dabs of castor oil. When that failed, I’d saturate my scalp with it. When that failed, I’d wash it.

The relief was temporary.

Then I figured, if my problem was dry scalp, I should try and keep the hair moist. I tried bagging my head at night for several days.

It didn’t work: I was scratching more than ever.

Maybe it’s the hair, I thought. Maybe it’s time to cut it off.

I quickly reversed myself when I came to this final conclusion: my scalp needed to breathe. The hair was preventing that.

On my twists I put my aloe vera, curl activator, castor oil and unrefined shea butter mix. Following that I put them into very tight bantu knots.

For the first time, aside from the normal and few twinges and niggles in my scalp, there’s no itching.

Hallelujah! So relieved and pleased.

How weird was that?

The following is my often changing, wash and twist, regiment:
•  Bantu knots still in hair, soak with Hollywood tree tea oil, Hot Six oil and Hollywood olive oil.
•  Follow with Suave Coconut and Garnier Conditioner.
•  Plastic cap or plastic bag. Wrap with towel. Leave in for 45 minutes, or less if you please.
•  Wash out. While washing, pull out bantu knots. Leave hair in twists.
•  Apply shampoo: Cream of Nature and Humectress brand I can’t recall. Any conditioning shampoo will do.
•  Squeeze out excess water. Wrap head with towels. Wait a bit.
•  While hair is still damp squirt ends with oil combo from above. Not too much.
•  Undo a twist, add unrefined shea butter and oils mixture – no saturation – and retwist. No combing (don’t need to hair is soft and detangled).
•  After each twist is done, put into a bantu knot. Not too tight, or you wont get any sleep.

I’m aiming for 2-3 weeks, before I wash again.

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