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M!C Check: Malcolm X Marks the Spot That is NOT Reserved for the Kids

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 04:48:00 +0000

So, I like to stay abreast, a leg, & a thigh of current issues as well as my history...even if mainstream media & BET are bent on making me believe that slavery happened, Martin had some dreams, and now Frankie & Neffie are the great American Dream that yielded civil rights & 'ish.

SIDENOTE: This angers me. Sammy Sosa, self-hate is not the new black or Cuban or Colombian or [Insert your race here].

P.S. Is the vampire look really catching on? I blame Twilight.

I swear fo' the Holy High Priestess of the Lacefront that if vampire people get equality before I do, I will blow up the moon. Wait. NASA's already doing that. On to the next one...

Speaking of rights, I read ~~(yes...I do that on the regular because I pretend to be educated)~~ an article over at HipHopWired.com. Actually, my homegirl Greasy aka my Google Reader suggested that I take a look at some homophobic ass article about Malcolm X. Now, I know Meezy X Baby repped for all that was militant and anti-hoodwinked & bamboozled. But, the article is a response to yet another article in the UK Guardian by Peter Tatchell that states that Meezy may have liked the menses.

*gasp* Clutch the pearls...& the kofi!

It's all speculation. But the writer Jordan C. Alston of the HipHopWired.com article says (his words have been italicized):

One of our most proud Black leaders does not need to have his legacy besmirched, added to annals of unspoken, discredited Black leadership, all because one man is mad that he can't "marry" his old roommate from college.

To this I say: Mr. X's legacy & his great work will not be repealed if it comes to light that he was indeed gay/bisexual/bicurious. If anything, this new information about his life will offer more depth to the great diversity that is Black community, just as Tatchell notes.

The struggle by Black Americans for Civil Rights is not the same as the LGBT (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender) fight for the "right" to marry, and I am sorry for those that believe they are related in any way.

To this I say: No, the Black American struggle for civil rights is not the same as the LGBT struggle for civil rights (which by the way consists of more than me marrying my partner...please see DADT, ENDA, & DOMA). The two struggles originate from different worlds. BUT, civil rights are civil rights & they should be fought for by all of us for all of us by any means necessary. Please note that I, a GAY BLACK MAN, did not destroy or discredit Mr. X's phrase. Thanks & on to the next one.

Bottom line, Malcolm X was an imposingly powerful and brilliant man in life, and he has surpassed legendary status in death. No man can take that away from him. Peter Tatchell is the worst kind of scum bucket, bottom-feeding, troglodyte resembling trash!

To this I say: No. Not one person gay or straight can take Mr. X's legacy from him or from the Black community or America's history. However, calling Peter Tatchell a "scum bucket, bottom-feeding, troglodyte resembling trash!" (Note to Alston: 'faggot' would have been much easier to muster) is immature & offensive to say the least. He is offering--via sources that he has referenced--simply a different perspective. He & those that agree with him are simply proposing the possibility that history isn't always made apparent in its totality when we CHOOSE to lay it to rest. History has been revisited to reveal great things that have aided in our progression as a people. I'm sure Emmett Till's family appreciates our re-imagining & re-visiting of the events that led to his murder. Let's not forget that James Byrd name is on the first major piece of LGBT legislation signed by our government. As far as reports show, he did not identify as LGBT, but if we later find out that this is true, our history as Black people will be linked to yet another permeation of the Civil Rights Movement, today known as the Gay Rights Movement...so that people like you can feel comfortable in your own ignorance that blacks are the only people to require civil rights. Please note that blacks are still fighting the injustices of slavery & Jim Crow, so to deny someone else rights that you should readily know are precious and fundamental to human existence is inhumane.

As*hole. . .

To this I say: Yes, Jordan C. Alston, you are. But the LGBT community will allow you that freedom.

Sunday Inspirations on Monday: Be Encouraged

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 16:37:00 +0000

Wanted to share this with you. The past week has weighed heavily on us all. Cling to the truths that lie in this post.

Know that it's Monday. Today is a new day. And although the world gives us every reason to want to hold on to yesterday's pain, yesterday's struggles, it is imperative that we reach & claim today's blessings & joy.

You are loved,
m.

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Sunday Inspirations: Be Encouraged

via Electronic Village by noreply@blogger.com (Villager) on 10/4/09

Iya sent this to me a few years ago. It spoke to me this morning as I re-read it. I thought other villagers might find strength from it as well.

In today's society, we need all the encouragement we can get!

Lord, I'm disappointed in myself. I don't like what's happening inside me. I'm up and then down. When I listen to an uplifting Bible teaching or I'm blessed by a scripture passage during my quiet time, I feel fine for awhile. I think, "I'm on my way to wholeness." I'm reminded of who I am with you and life seems wonderful for a little while, maybe even for a few days. I dare to hope I'll feel that way the rest of my life. Then one day I suddenly realized that my wonderful confident feeling has disappeared like the morning dew, and I'm down again. The pattern keeps repeating itself. A Christian ought not to be like this. What can I do about it?

Dear Child, You are putting unnecessary oughts on yourself. Who says a Christian shouldn't be like this? Allow yourself to be human. You're still living in a fallen world. You know, you still live in a human body and subject to its limitation. Instead of being down on yourself when you feel less than yourself, encourage yourself with the thought that just as painful circumstances never last, neither do such feelings. They're always temporary. Life has it hurts and its interruptions, but it always picks up again, and you are wiser and stronger for your experiences. You are growing and changing constantly. You're not the same as you were yesterday, last week, last year or 10 years ago. It happens so gradually that you're not aware of it. But growth is not necessarily steadily forward. That's alright; I accept you as you are.
Since you know your feelings are changeable, don't pay to much attention to them. Instead of trusting in your feelings, put your anchor in Me. I never change, I am always dependable. My purposes are eternal, unchanging, and perfect. The plans of the Lord stand firm forever, the purposes of His heart through all generations. (Psalm 33:11)

When you're feeling down, you have difficulty being aware of my presence. The enemy would like to use that to keep you from communing with me. Don't let his suggestions affect your devotional life. I am as near you when you feel I am a million miles away as when you're rejoicing in My presence I never leave you.

Precious child, do you realize it's when you drive yourself the hardest that you're most prone to gloomy feelings. Give yourself a break. Allow yourself to do things just for fun. Stop taking yourself so seriously. The earth won't stop turning if you fail to get everything done in a day. Even Jesus didn't work all the time. He took time to go fishing with His disciples. He called them aside to rest. He relaxed in the home of Mary and Martha. He enjoyed a wedding party. Stop feeling guilty for your feelings. Remember that no one escapes occasional times of low spirits. Look at your shadowy times as opportunities for greater trust in me. Refuse to struggle over anything you have no control over. When your commitments become too much for you, give yourself permission to say no. The world won't fall apart.

Remind yourself that I'm in charge. Rest in the knowledge that I am with you. Nothing can happen without my consent. You are my responsibility.

Join the psalmist in declaring "You O Lord are a compassionate and gracious God, slow to anger, abounding in love and faithfulness." (Psalm 86:15) Bear that in mind, that every time you are tempted to give into gloom. Your feelings are OK but don't let them order you around. Remember that you can't always be sure of your feelings, but you can always be sure of my love, and faithfulness. That's what matters most.

"There's no such thing as failure, only results...
with some more successful than others." ~~Jeff Keller

Sunday Inspirations is the meme created by Sojourner in honor of her Mother. This is just one way to help get us through the week ahead, the trials we may face, and yes, to say Thank Ya and testify! I hope that you participate and share with us your Sunday Inspirations. Your weekly contribution may very well be the inspiration that someone else may need and has been looking for.

The Rules:

Anyone can participate.
You may post a video, poem, religious verse, song, story, picture, ANYTHING that has given you inspiration and the motivation to go on. Just make sure not to offend anyone.
Add your name to the meme list so others can be inspired.
Be and get inspired and be sure to comment.

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Nelson Mandela Quote Used For Gay Marriage Plaque

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 06:29:00 +0000

I take issue with this NOT because it may continue to make a case for those saying that the gay community is infringing on the black community's struggle ("my plight is worse than your plight"); rather, it sends a message to the world that the gay community is a big ol' melting pot...when in actuality the gay community is the WHITE gay community...until black gays votes are needed to negate Prop 8. SIDENOTE: Black gays were all kinds of n-words & expletives the day after Barack was elected POTUS & Prop 8 passed. The Black Penis does it again!

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Nelson Mandela Quote Used For Gay Marriage Plaque

via (title unknown) by www.blackgaygossip.com on 8/25/09

The West Hollywood City Council plans to unveil a plaque in honor of gay marriage, inscribed with a quote from continued activist and former South African president Nelson Mandela. The plaque will be unveiled at its meeting on September 8th and then permanently installed at West Hollywood Park off North San Vicente Blvd. The plaque will read: "I am not truly free if I am taking away someone else's freedom, just as surely as I am not free when my freedom is taken from me. The oppressed and the oppressor alike are robbed of their humanity."
West Hollywood Park was the site where many same-sex couples exchanged vows back in June 2008, when they were legally able to marry in California, before the passage of Prop 8.
South Africa legalized gay marriage back in November 2006.

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The Blueprint 3 Gear: What Would Jesus Do?

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 06:15:00 +0000

Sacrilegious, much?

Meanwhile, the CHURCH can call me a faggot, condemn me to hell, pray for my redemption, & bar me from services...but Hova has these t-shirts & ain't nobody trying to march, peddle petitions, & call Congressmen & women?!

Dear CHURCH,
You fail.

Sincerely, m.

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Cop: The Blueprint 3 Gear

via The Smoking Section by TC on 8/31/09

Blasphemy

If for whatever reason you've recently caught Blueprint 3 fever, Jay-Z's camp wants to make sure you're properly clothed for the occasion.

Prices range from $30.00 a shirt to bundle packages for the men at $85.00 to and $60.00 for the women. Too rich for your blood? There's always the Smoke Shop.

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LEVAR BURTON'S 'READING RAINBOW' CANCELED: PBS pulls plug on show after 26 yrs

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 06:09:00 +0000

Frankie & Neffie
Real Housewives of Atlanta
BET

PBS, you fail with this choice. Good day.

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LEVAR BURTON'S 'READING RAINBOW' CANCELED: PBS pulls plug on show after 26 years.

via Black Entertainment : Black News : Urban News : Hip Hop News - EURweb.com on 8/31/09

*PBS has decided that it is over the "rainbow." The once popular "Reading Rainbow," hosted by LeVar Burton, aired its final episode Friday, wrapping a more than two-decade run of teaching kids how to read.

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Donald Trump Says Boycott Kayne West

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 05:58:00 +0000

Dear Mr. Trump,

Why do you want me to boycott Kanye West? His actions were bad. He has apologized. He admits that his passion for his art, partnered with lack of rest & little time to grieve the loss of his late mother Donda West, aided in his poor choice. Carrie Prejean, remember her? Yeah...she was the Miss America contestant that you fought to stand behind even though she stood before the nation & ridiculed me & those like me. You allowed her to apologize & eventually step down ONLY after semi-nude pics of her surfaced. Yet you still haven't called for a boycott of her. She's still parading her anti-gay "passion."

Sir, I know you make millions of dollars an hour, so I'm not here to tell you how to do your job. However, I would like to see the criteria you're using to decide who deserves to be boycotted & who does not.

Sincerely, m.

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Donald Trump Says Boycott Kayne West

via LOVEBSCOTT.COM by B. Scott on 9/14/09

Well we all knew it was only a matter time before Donald Trump had something to say about Kayne West's MTV VMA outburst last night. Trump is calling for a boycott of all things Kanye West because of his "disgusting" antics last night.

Trump wants everyone to boycott Kanye "so this kind of thing doesn't happen again." Trump also thinks Kanye's outburst wasn't to honor Beyonce. "He couldn't care less about Beyonce. It was grandstanding to get attention."

What Kayne West did was igornant and wrong but would you go that far?

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MCGRAW THINKS KANYE NEEDS AN 'A**-WHOOPIN': Country star says his daughters ...

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sat, 03 Oct 2009 05:23:00 +0000

I know this is late, but am I wrong for feeling uncomfortable with this sentiment coming from a man with a cowboy hat?

It's not racist. But...

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MCGRAW THINKS KANYE NEEDS AN 'A**-WHOOPIN': Country star says his daughters were upset by Taylor Swift diss

via Black Entertainment : Black News : Urban News : Hip Hop News - EURweb.com on 9/17/09

*Country superstar Tim McGraw has joined the national conversation surrounding Kanye West and his actions at the MTV Video Music Awards.

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Dawn Richard at Carson's Live: Putting Dallas on the Train tracks

michaelcounterjr@gmail.com (Mikey) — Sun, 20 Sep 2009 02:09:00 +0000

"Show 'em how to move in a room full of vultures," blasted from the speakers of the Carson's Live dance floor on last Friday night. A truer sentiment could not have accompanied the demure Ms. Dawn Richard. One-third of the new Sean "Diddy" Combs trio Dirty Money, Richard's petite frame and new short haircut walked into Carson's Live without an entourage, without a show. As the night progressed, I would find out later that the pomp & circumstance that we've come to associate with many of Combs' artists isn't the first choice of accessory for this artist.

It was the last Friday night of summer, and none of us wanted to let go. We had new money in the bank, and Dirty Money was in the building. I ventured my way into the VIP section as the DJ rocked the vintage Bad Boy Records hit "Mo' Money, Mo' Problems." Barely out of a recession, the irony of the crowd bouncing to this song pulsed with our memories of better times. I watched as Dawn Richard posed for photos with her fans, even migrating onto the dance floor--with little to no security--to show love and appreciation for the crowd. She smiled and hugged club-goers. Her presence and warmth grew with each click and flash. Then it happened. Richard made her way to the stage to introduce the latest track from the Dirty Money project Last Train to Paris.

"Love Come Down," required no introduction. The heavy bass and bells prepped the crowd. It was time to board the Train. What was most amazing is the trance-like energy emitting from the speakers the moment the track began. "Babe," Richard sings, "you got me caught up in this love game/the funny thing is that I don't mind playin'/I'm in it for the win so what you sayin'/I'm ready..." And so was the crowd. "Love Come Down" features Richard and her fellow female Dirty Money member Kaleena Harper longing for love, the kind that makes you feel 'strange', Harper sings.

As I boarded the Last Train to Paris, my first stop was "Love Come Down." I handed my ticket to my conductor, Diddy. As I grabbed my seat, I saw a familiar face--Dawn Richard. Her honeyed voice assured me that though the ride would thump like 808s, the journey--the lyrics--would be worth the trip.

I asked her, "Is Dirty Money worried about alienating their core audience (i.e. fans of the hit television show "Making the Band" & the successful female pop group Danity Kane)?"

"No," she answered confidently.

This reply was not one of arrogance, but rather one of passion and a sincere trust in the talent and art of Dirty Money.

She went on to say, "If it's ten people that understand and love what we're doing...then that's ten people that will support us, that will love us. That's who this project is for. This is something new. This isn't commercial. This is not about numbers and sales. This is about a movement."

And move we will.

Described by Combs as an "electro-hip-hop-soul funk" album", Last Train to Paris is scheduled to be released in November 2009.

All aboard!

**Special thanks to Arthur Johnson & the Carson's Live personnel for all of their hard work and hospitality. Also, thank you to the event promoter AJ who coordinated a street-savvy event while still making it classy.**

For Wetter or For Worst: Suga Mamas, Baby Mamas, and the Daddies

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 22:01:00 +0000

Recently I had the pleasure of meeting Anastasia, an HIV positive orphan from Africa who is touring the United States with her foster parents as part of an HIV/AIDS awareness seminar held for some of my students and fellow military co-workers. After a rather long (ok...too long) presentation explaining the urgency for HIV/AIDS prevention in America and Africa, Anastasia was still bubbling with curiousity and as she stood holding her foster mother's hand, her eyes soaked in all of the trendy and not-so-trendy clothes and sneakers. The weaves, the mohawks and afros, the grills and business suits. The skinny jeans and hoodies. Wearing I brown and gray vest with peppered charcoal slacks and leather brown boots, I stood watching a little girl who could have very well been my sister (who just began her first year of University! Shoutout to my Babygurl!...and while I'm at it...shoutout to Pookie 'nem!). Anastasia walked over to me.

"Hello," she said. I was amazed at her eye-contact and confidence. She understood her purpose here (as a youth ambassador), but she was still a little girl.

"Hi, there." I picked her up in my arms. "I like your dress," I said. My name's Michael."

"My name is Anastasia Rumello Bonswa." She giggled.

"Why what are you laughing at? I know I look funny, but you don't have to laugh in my face," I poked fun.

SIDENOTE: Let it be very clear that the only thing funny about how I look is my sense of humor. I am the cat's pajamas.

Anyhoo, I waited for Anastasia to answer.

"You eyes are pretty," she said, pointing at my clean brow line. (What? You ain't know? You betta ask somebody.)

"Thank you."

Well, at this moment I wanted to snatch this little ball of goodness and take her home so that she could compliment me every hour on the hour. I'd be her new ~~KING~~ foster friend. (I ain't even tryin' be a daddy, yet.) As we continued our conversation, she told me about what her foster mother was teaching her on the road as Anastasia is home-schooled while she travels with her foster parents.

SIDENOTE: This is mean...but, how can an orphan be home-schooled?

Nevertheless, my students were released to head to class and of course cell phones and two-way pagers instantly emerged. Anastasia's ears would perk up as ring-tones played the latest songs. Then, it happened.

Speedy-tongued rapper Twista's "Wetter" sounded from one of my students phones. I was shocked and a bit embarrassed (This student is demure in class. *Luda voice*...lady in the streets, but a freak in da' bed?). But Anastasia started singing the chorus of the song, cooed by R&B newcomer Erika. My grandmother's spirit tingled in my right hand. I almost slapped the taste out this poor child's mouth for being what the neighborhood mamas call 'fast'. She almost lost her little Nigerian-life.

But (after composing myself) I said goodbye to Anastasia. She smiled and hugged my neck, then skipped off to grab the hand of her foster mother. I was teary-eyed. My cheeks were wet. It was such a privilege to meet such a beautiful young girl who had so much life even though her parents had abandoned her. Even though she was in a new and strange place. Even though America offered her images that her chocolate skin was not appreciated and that the texture of her hair was not welcome (props to her foster mother who obviously knew her way around some hair grease). Even though the song she was singing told her that daddy COULD GET IT WET WHEN IT COME TO CUTTING THAT MONKEY.

As I wiped my eyes, some questions ran through my mind:

1. How do I as an American and as a African American/Black man feel about a song that exploits the fetishism of father-daughter relationships?

2. If this song has made an impression on this young girl from Africa, how are American girls affected by this type of media? (I know the answer...duh:/)

3. Why do I still hum to this ridiculousness on my radio?

4. Why are grown women lookin' for daddies?

5. Why are grown men wanting to be called 'daddy', but don't wanna be daddies?

These and other questions plagued my mind as I walked to my office to jam to some Beyonce aka B'Cakes as I finished some ~~blogging~~ work.

"Suga Mama" came on and as the kids say, I went in. Come to think of it, Weezy F. Baby & Drake say goin' in. Hrmmmm? Yes, homo.

Then it hit me. As much as B'Cakes is my boo twice removed on my daddy's uncle's sister's step-daughter's side, Ms. Knowles-Carter is perpetuating this notion of grown folks wanting to play house.

I rep for Yonce' the world around, however, if the Queen bee is susceptible to this conundrum, it's obvious a problem. Seriously, if it effects Bee, it effects me.

SIDENOTE: This will be on t-shirts for her 2012 campaign.

Media tells us to be pimps and bosses, dime bitches and gutta chicks. Yet, owning legitimate businesses where one can be a boss in the traditional sense is frowned upon. If you're a dime, how can you expect to get out of the gutter? And the Maury Povich Show is a daily testament to the fact that don't NOBODY wanna be a daddy. Being a babymama and being a real housewife is just another ho on the payroll. Weekly, 1.8 million people or more applaud BET's Tiny and Toya, while the un-Real Housewives of Atlanta 'nem tells us that what our mothers do on a daily basis is not real. Waking up and cooking breakfast, kissing the kids and the hubby goodbye for a day on the job, dealing with ~~them scallywags~~ co-workers, running errands, only to return home to cook dinner while helping with homework, then perform her best acrobatics for her mister is not real...enough.

Words matter. Asking will someone be your daddy or mama is such a loaded question. Titles like 'husband' and 'wife' connote a sacred connection, not a business transaction. Gay men and women everywhere are fighting for words.

And sadly,

Every 15 SECONDS, another child becomes an AIDS orphan in Africa
Every DAY 5,760 more children become orphans
Every YEAR 2,102,400 more children become orphans (in Africa alone)

Now...

Tell me...how wet are you now?

Fat is Wack: The Health Care Chronicles

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 16:45:00 +0000

Now I work out. Actually, I work out, in, up, down, & through in order to
maintain my less than 8% body fat, 150-pound frame. Vanity aside, I find
the media's scare-fest concerning our nation's health is annoying. Obama has
been pushing health care reform since the primaries. Many of his opponents
didn't think he'd win the election, so I'm sure that in hindsight, the fears
they are boasting are the consequence of them not taking his campaign
seriously. However, he's also been pushing 'gays are our friends' rhetoric
and the gay community is still being told to sit down or rather "Don't Ask,
Don't Tell." That aside, I don't believe that I've received the truth or
even some credible evidence that what Obama is suggesting is bad: health
care for the citizens provided by the government.

I agree with
re_rage/?ln> Eugene Robinson: "It's scandalous and immoral that the richest,
most powerful nation on earth callously ignores the fact that 47 million
citizens lack health insurance."

AND IT IS SCANDALOUS. But much of the outrage against Obama's health care
plan is rhetorical. He used the word 'reform', & this is what we hear: "This
uppity-negro tryin' tell me how to spend Aunt Bertha's 'showance (insurance)
money. I ain't even tryin' to hear dat."

[Feel free to insert your own dialect. In my head, I often sound like the
stereotypical, neck rolling, finger-snapping homegirl from up the block.*The
More You Know*]

I came across America's Health Rankings (
.pdf> click for more info) and basically.we ain't healthy. So, why wouldn't
folks want the government to grant us access to being healthier? This is the
government who can ask for billions to help bomb terrorists. This is the
same government who can ask for billions to seek life explore the moon, and
Mars, and life NOT on earth. Yes, kids, why wouldn't we want the government
to spend some of that cash on, I dunno, US.

Mic Check: "Black In America 2"

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Tue, 28 Jul 2009 15:24:00 +0000

"Any excuse to get some pussy," pierced the aftershave & witch-hazel filled air that surrounded me as I sat in my barber's chair for my weekly haircut. Queen Latifah's image flashed across the shop's television screen. The entertainment news reporter stated that the performer was publicly announcing that she had suffered sexual abuse as a youth. The reporter went on to say that Latifah revealed the abuse to her parents at age 19, but has more recently come to terms with the abuse as an adult.

Queen Latifah is no stranger to media speculation of her sexuality and she's often answered that she's comfortable with whom she is and that the happenings of her intimate relationships aren't open to the public, hence the title "intimate." Sadly & ignorantly a middle-aged black man felt compelled & comfortable enough to say that this woman who has been a positive role model for women of color and women in general was only coming out with her testimony of survival in order to come out as a lesbian & meet little to no resistance from the public because the anti-gay public (especially the black community that is deeply wrought homophobia) would pity her & write off its disdain for her sexual expression. It is a shame that this man, like many ignorant individuals, forges a correlation between sexual assault or abuse & homosexuality. Fortunately, the work of statistics is on the side of reason. Rape or molestation rarely sways an individual’s sexual preference or orientation.

What was most appalling to me as I sat in Chair #3, I listened to several black men dismiss their sister's testimony for folly. Many saw it like the man who felt her admission was a ploy for her future coming out. Others saw it as unfortunate, but they still “knew” she was gay. Neither group understood that her abuse was the subject of the news broadcast & her expression of her intimacy was not. Still, in this ignorance, many of the men applauded her assumed lesbianism as if she was oddly their comrade. "Bitch betta get that pussy. Ain't nothin' wrong with pussy," they laughed.

How do we alleviate the homophobia & misogyny in these familial spaces? The former stems from the latter, but both do not always so conspicuously share the same space.

The barber shop has been a cornerstone of the black community, providing black American men with solace, dignity, & above all else, brotherhood. Its impact & importance has always carried & sustained by word of mouth -- truly legendary. But it wasn’t until rapper-turned-actor-turned-director Ice Cube explored the barber shop’s role in the black community, how it nursed the black male ego, & how it provided a space for dialogue to progress (and regress), encouraging socio-cultural & political discourse. The barber shop is "the black man's country club," as proclaimed in Ice Cube's movie "Barber Shop." Any topic is up for discussion, elder members have “senrority” (seniority), & pussy is always a sweet topic. Sometimes women are discussed, too. As a black man I listened to men who could be my father or uncle or grandfather degrade Queen Latifah's womanhood, dismiss her struggle, & applaud their own assumptions about her sexuality. All was fine until I spoke up & asked "what if she was your sister or your daughter or wife?" As a gay man I empathize with the need to demand my privacy & my humanity without seeming closeted or not proud of whom I am. There's a fine line between lacking pride & being private. My fellow barber shop attendants seemed to feel that Latifah's sexuality should be up for public debate & scrutiny. However, the women in their lives were not to be subjected to such disrespect & intrusiveness. Many of the regulars in the barber shop know that I'm gay & oftentimes I don't think they realize that their opinions are ignorant & offensive. Other times, I’m sure that they know they speak hurt.

Now, don't act like you haven't thought about it. You know you want it. Everyone thinks about it. Most of us do it, often.

The clip included shows one doctor’s efforts to use the barber shop’s nurturing environment to inform & encourage black men to attend regularly scheduled doctor’s appointments. Chicago’s “Project Brotherhood” combats the distrust in a Eurocentric medical pathology that has shown time & time again that it has no regard for the sustaining of the black man, & ultimately dispels the fear of the emasculating experience of placing one’s health in another’s hands. Black men are afraid of doctors because we don’t always comprehend that our greatness can only extend into the next generation if we honor our bodies mentally, emotionally, and physically. Signing up for proper medical & life insurance coverage has been the talk of the town or at least Washington, D.C., for over a year. President Obama mentioned his hopes to reinvent America's healthcare system & has even called for bloggers to aid the cause & spread the word. Congress plans to review the reform bill before the end of its summer session.

The barber shop is part of the black man‘s kingdom, a kingdom that requires his greatest health; a kingdom that he did not build & cannot maintain by himself. Hopefully, “Project Brotherhood” and programs like it will encourage black men to respect the Queen. There can be no U.N.I.T.Y. until he acknowledges his hand in misogyny. Till then, black women will be waiting for him to answer “who you callin’ a bitch?!”

Mic On Monday: Dear Daddy...

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 04:59:00 +0000

Barack Obama is in the White House. America must now confront it's belief that black men are not in the home, that black men are not good fathers, that black men cannot provide for their families. Mr. Obama may be the father of a new hope & this era of change, but good responsible and nurturing black fathers are more prevalent than The Maury Povich Show would have us to believe. The positive black male presence is non-existent in most mainstream media. If a black man gives back to his community, he's given a 30-second blurb on the evening news; however, when a black athlete or musician commits a crime, he's glorified as if his poor behavior is what is to be expected of all black males. Anything better is frowned upon or ignored. Rappers T.I. & Lil Wayne provided money, afterschool programs, and housing for their respective communities. MTV & even BET covered the stories in less than five minutes. T.I. was recently incarcerated for weapons charges and Lil Wayne is facing jail time as well. Both artists' crimes and jail sentences have been the subject of several media outlets' Top Stories lists. Thus, it is easy and commonplace for the general public to perpetuate the lazy, careless, & absent black male stereotype.

Father's Day 2009 is a prime time to reflect on those men who have been present in our lives as father-figures. It's easy to look celebrities and socialites as if they are our only source of leadership. But, there was a time before our infatuation with glitz and glamour that we valued the town police officer, doctor, fireman, teacher, & pastor. Being a father figure and a positive male role model was important and a privilege that held more prestige than rims, bling, and the amount of women one has. Many insensitive, aimless, irresponsible males do create offspring and choose not to care for them. However, our society chooses to publicize their shortcomings & apply them to the majority who do care and provide for their families. This year's celebration of fathers should reflect the change Obama speaks of and the hope of America's future. We should rebel against the recession that aims to discount our fathers' presence and their great works. Our fathers deserve to be acknowledged for more than simply aiding in our conception.

To My Father

Daddy,

It's been said that I have your ears & your temperment. I hear your voice when I stray from the path I know to be right for me. I hate getting dirty but because of you I know that a gentleman can sweat and get the job done and still look smooth and be attractive. I am slow to speak because you taught me that actions always speak louder than words, unless an ass-whooping was in order. You never taught me to wait for anyone else when I could take care of myself. I know what hard work is, but more importantly I know what hard work & good planning can accomplish because I see it everyday when I look in the mirror and reflect on our home & our life. I know that I have the world in my hands because you've placed it in my palms. I know that negativity isn't worth my time & that negative people don't deserve my company. I know that you're proud of me & that you love me; your hugs tell me that this is true. I know that you may not always understand me but you still listen and let me sort through my own confusion. I know that I have safety & peace & assurance because you're only a phone call away. You welcomed my partner into our family & we're both grateful for your support. He reminds me of you in many ways, but the longer I am with him I realize that I remind me of you. My limbs are becoming wrought with veins that say
"I'm not afraid to take my future into my own hands."
Those same veins are what I prayed for when I didn't think I looked enough like you. I wanted people to say I looked strong like my daddy, that I spoke strong like my daddy, that I made every moment count like my daddy. I'm still learning. I can still shit-talk with the best of 'em because you taught me that sometimes life is just bullshit and trees. I know that my daddy is the first man to love me without any strings attached and Scott's learning this, too.
Thank you, Daddy, for not letting go when you could have so many times before.
I love you, Michael.

MIC ON MONDAY...on Tuesday!

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 18:49:00 +0000

What do you want to do before you die?

A grim, poignant, & tangible question it is. But, really...what do you want to do before you kick the bucket, fly the coop, go to heaven, burn in hell [Insert Samuel L. Jackson's "A Time to Kill" voice HERE.], bite the bullet, dream the sweet dream, kiss the world goodnight, head six feet under, push up daisies, take the eternal slumber?

Our country's current economic recession has made some of us a bit more cautious with our money, pinching our pennies, if you will. For some, it's a call to spend freely, and supply the economy with the money it so desperately needs. For others, the recession has many of us focusing our energy & money on tangible, practical, short-term goals. Either way, with this focus comes an awareness of one's own morality. Thus, our life priorities begin to manifest in the small day-to-day happenings: choosing to have movie night at home instead of a night on the town, at home manicures & pedicures instead of visiting the local spa, emailing (or, writing a letter!) instead of using all those daytime & anytime minutes, & carpooling. All of these require that our home unit or family/friend unit becomes priority. We recognize our need for one another during times of stress.

I brought this conversation up because with all the “Doomsday” propaganda negatively destroying our psyches, it’s good to remind ourselves how the recession is helping us (in the words of songtress India.Arie) “get back to the middle.” The next time someone bums a ride, cigarette, book, or dinner please realize that you are seeing firsthand the effect of our economy bringing people together. This is remarkable when you think about how often class and economic status works to separate us from one another.

SO…what does this have to do with your bucket list? Well, sometimes spending time with friends & family will yield perspective, perspective that will help you realize how important it is that you pursue your dreams & make them a reality. It’s high time that we all pound the pavement, travel roads less traveled, & make each day count towards achieving our best life & our best selves possible.

Go make somethin’ happen! And don’t stop being AUTHENTIC. While you are at it, extend some of that AUTHENTICITY to the AUTHENTICALLY challenged.

mic

What does Gay pride mean to you?

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:13:00 +0000

With the first black president deeming June LGBT Pride Month, irony manifests. Such a great stride forward to increase LGBT visibility is bittersweet because it exists in the shadow of the black community's deep-seated homophobia. Also, June is recognized as Black Music Month, celebrating black Americans' contributions (LGBT & otherwise) to American & World music. Thus, a visible black LGBT musician would make a lovely posterchild for this month. (Any suggestions?)

I hope this month of LGBT Pride will increase minority support, inclusion, & participation within the LGBT community. Thus far, the consensus with many minority LGBTs is that one has to choose one's race OR sexuality alliance. This should not be; however, if minority LGBTs don't feel included in the marches, the petitions, the round ups, the media coverage...how are we to truly celebrate?

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GLBT PRIDE MONTH…

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¿WHAT IS GAY PRIDE? Gay Pride is a movement that celebrates the GLBT community. This movement emerged in the 1960s. It came out of a time when mainstream society tended to view being GLBT as something shameful or inferior to being heterosexual. The term PRIDE was deliberately chosen counter the idea that there was something embarrassing or wrong with being gay. In many places, Pride occurs in June to commemorate the famous Stonewall riots. These riots occurred in 1969 as a response to homophobic raids that were happening at gay bars. During raids, police would drag people off to jail on fake charges, even if they weren't committing crimes. But on June 27th, 1969, GLBT patrons of New York City's Stonewall Inn had had enough and fought back when police tried to arrest them. This culminated in what are often called the Stonewall Riots. These are seen by many as the birth of the GAY RIGHTS MOVEMENT. Many communities refer to June as GAY PRIDE MONTH and hold Pride Parades and other events during this time.

¿WHAT DOES IT MEAN TO YOU? Long gone are the days when I didn't feel proud to be exactly who I am every day, so why the need to reaffirm that we aren't still living in shame? Can't we just name it National Gay Day and get a three-day weekend out of the deal? For now, let's just unveil GAY PRIDE DAY for what it appears to be…a rapidly becoming commercialized semi-holiday with corporate-sponsored parade floats, inflated admissions to bars that are normally free and overpriced circuit-party tickets for people still using expensive designer drugs. For me, GAY PRIDE GAY, like New Years Eve has become another excuse for having expectations of a fantastically memorable experience; one that hopefully involves some romance with a few shirtless AND sweaty muscle boys. I try not to be cynical and callous because GAY PRIDE means so much to so many, but it seems to have been misplaced between sex AND fun. I can't help but feel like year after year this event is like a fake orgasm we go through the motions, courting an elusive satisfaction that never comes…

¿WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO SHOW YOUR PRIDE THIS YEAR? This month I'd like to see something different done that draws attention to the wonderful events taking place throughout June. After the many costume change into drag and we dance the time away to Jennifer Hudson's AND I'M TELLING YOU, I'M NOT GOING…What is the one thing that will hold you until PRIDE comes around next year?

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New Obama Portrait Offers Revisionist History

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 22:39:00 +0000

I really enjoy this. So much to say. SIDENOTE: WTF is Carson Daly added to this list of socially & historically monumental figures?

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New Obama Portrait Offers Revisionist History

via ANIMAL by Will Sherman on 6/10/09

President Obama had a packed and star studded crowd gathered for his inauguration in Washington D.C. By all accounts it was a monumental day, but imagine how much more awesome it would have been if a ton of dead people showed up to cheer him on. Artist Andy Thomas did just that, painting the President delivering his acceptance speech to a crowd that includes Rosa Parks, Abe Lincoln, John F. Kennedy Jr., Lyndon Johnson, Frederick Douglass, Franklin Delano Roosevelt, and Carson Daly in the bottom right corner. The painting, titled "Change," is available as a print, giclee on canvas and even a jigsaw puzzle if you want to make this historical occasion even more confusing. |OAR|

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Gays Everywhere Can Marry…WELL…Virtually

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 18:06:00 +0000

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Gays Everywhere Can Marry…WELL…Virtually

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The latest release from "The Sims" video game franchise, "The Sims 3," now allows for gay couples to marry. The Sims series is a life-simulation video game and bestseller for manufacturer EA games. In previous versions of the game, gay couples could live together. Now, same-sex couples can plan a wedding and walk down the aisle to matrimony.

Now for the entire "real" world to follow suit.

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It's Wednesday and I'm...

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Wed, 10 Jun 2009 17:59:00 +0000

…listening Sara Bareilles’ “Love Song.”

…eating a chicken sandwich.

…blogging at work.

…seeing Friday on the horizon.

…realizing that I owe it to myself to nurture the spaces that allow me sanctuary and freedom and love.

It’s Wednesday and I’m just thinking.

m./e

Mic on Monday: Love is so 20th Century.

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 16:59:00 +0000

When it comes to love, would you rather have romance or stability? Live happily ever after or simply live knowing that the bills are paid?

It’s amazing how such a question can come about. I was watching “Moulin Rouge” as part of my Sunday afternoon chillax session and the scene where Nicole Kidman’s character, The Courtesan, must sleep with the financier in order to save her lover’s (Ewan McGregor) stage show. The financier claims that it is absurd that The Courtesan would settle for Ewan McGregor’s character, the poor bohemian writer, especially when the financier can offer her a life of financial security.

One cannot deny that our most recent economic climate is affecting our relationships. In 1999, it was a tad bit comical when Destiny’s Child asked “can you pay my bills, bills, bills?” But, nowadays this question may not be out of the realm of reason when it comes to post-9/11 relationships.

Money can’t buy you love, but it can keep the lights on.

Stay AUTHENTIC.

mic

Mic on Monday: BLACK MUSIC MONTH: Aretha Franklin

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 21:34:00 +0000

On May 31^st, 2002, former President George W. Bush proclaimed June as Black Music Month.

Aretha Louise Franklin (Source) also known as “The Queen of Soul,” has this to say in regards to music:

“I sing to the realists; people who accept it like it is.” (Source)

It is the realist who blooms within the confines of truth, no matter how dark, dank, harsh, or cold it may be. In the wake of our country’s transitioning beyond recession, sexism, racism, homophobia, and ultimately hate, let us remember that music is the intersection where we all meet in spite of difference. June is but a moment in American history when we can support black/African-American efforts to cement Music’s place in all of our lives.

mic

To my Homie, Lover, Friend...Happy Birthday, KHOLI!!!

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 18 May 2009 18:35:00 +0000

She walked into the room, following a line-up of young women that I watched from across the room. She, however, with a fire-red mane, super-fab glasses that hid eyes that I would later find to be too honest for their own good, and a grin that caught my eye because I caught hers. What can I say? I’m kind of amazing. (Actually, as I was introducing myself to the room, I opened my mouth and my man-voice was M.I.A. “I fly like paper, get high like planes…”) I apologize for my shameless plug during my attempt to honor my boo. I also apologize for my failed attempt at false modesty. I AM amazing…like Yeezy and Jeezy.

So…the grin. That grin told me that she “saw” me and said grin also told me (later) “Nigga, I got plans.” But, that story is for yet another day. Over the course of the summer of 2006 and the years to follow Ms. Kholi has made it evident that friendship, love, respect, passion, and total freshness (not like body deodorant, but like “flyy,” the now defunct “swag,” and “bad” like…[Insert Michael Jackson voice here] “Who’s bad?!”) are important to her expression as a woman and as a human being.

I love Kholi because

1. She enables my random ridiculous dramatics (e.g. the aforementioned shameless plug…still many more to come).

2. She is THE only person I allow to call me MIKEY (the way she says it is so CUTE…like me *told you*).

3. She is smart like flash cards and times tables.

4. She sends the best text kisses. I promise you that when my phone receives a Kholi “muah;)”, I know my unlimited daytime minutes are well spent.

5. My mom still calls her “my enabler”; which is really the pot calling the kettle black. Trust me.

6. She wrote in my journal…and I have to admit that I read it from time to time to remember “us and our plans”…cause we got’em, yo.

7. She has a dangerous obsession with shoes.

8. When I told her that I wanted to be a stripper when I grew up, she said no. When I begged and used my charm, she still said no. She’s still saying no as I type this.

9. She inspires me.

10. She told me this, “Mikey, we’re trophy’s.” …and I believe her.

C.Y.T.Kholi, I love you. You’re my girl, sister, lover (of my soul), homie, and friend. I am so proud to label your presence in my life, knowing that none of these words properly express your impact in my world. Thank you and Happy Birthday, ma. You are truly an AUTHENTIC chick.

Love,

mikey

Mic On Monday: Mama, can you hear me?

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 11 May 2009 18:38:00 +0000

Yesterday, May 10^th, marked the first Mother’s Day under an African America/Black President of the United States. This new era of change and hope ushers in a host of questions and concern. On my heart yesterday, as I told my mother thank you for supporting me and loving and enabling my manhood and humanity, I meditated on the children that we’ve lost within the past few months whose mothers have to grapple with supporting their child against the wish of greater society or choosing to participate in the conformist thinking of fundamentalist America. It is really important to me that the work that I do and the energy that I place into the universe encourages the humanity in LGBTQ-SGL children in spite of the negativity that rests beyond our doorsteps and even in our homes. My prayer this Mother’s Day was that our mothers, fathers, and children can begin to fight for the sanctuary our humanity deserves so that no matter what, all of our lives will be lived in the most open and positive of lights. I want mother’s of non-heterosexual children to be able to say “I love my child. I am proud of my child. I support my child,” all without the worry of what our world will think or do to spoil such a proclamation.

Please add names to this list of children who cannot say “Happy Mother’s Day.” Please add names to this list of children whose mother’s will not hear “Happy Mother’s Day.” Please add names to this list so that we will not forget the work we must do to honor these innocent souls.

We begin here:

Jaheem Herrera

Carl Joseph Walker-Hoover

Lawrence King

mic

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 04 May 2009 16:19:00 +0000

Sorry seems to be…

“I’m sorry.” It’s amazing how much hurt or pain or frustration or anger is lifted off one’s shoulders when this statement is offered up as a personal sacrifice and a balm used to ease a bruised ego or upset heart. When was the last time you told someone that you were sorry, that you apologize for harming their well-being? I am always surprised at how easy it is for us to say “I’m sorry” in the day-to-day happenings such as when we forget to return a pen or paperclip to a co-worker that we borrowed from their desk. Or when we interrupt someone’s conversation. Or when we take a bit too much time at the McDonald’s drive-thru trying to find the exact change for your Southern Style Chicken Sandwich with extra pickles & and large Triple Thick Vanilla Milk Shake.*
Nevertheless, such trivial episodes in our lives for whatever reason elicit this weighty statement. However, when we hurt someone, whether intentionally or not, we seem to lose the capacity to issue this statement that is otherwise so easy to say. Why is it that the moments in which our whole being should submit an apology, we choke?

“I’m sorry” has saved friendships, relationships, and families. It’s yielded perspective and alternatives during situations where neither party wanted to compromise. It’s enabled our common humanity in times of war and chaos. It’s initiated dialogue between various peoples & nations. It’s ended arguments that may never have suffered resolution. It’s created peace.

“I’m sorry” is so profound a statement that it not only eases our spirits when we hear it from someone who has wronged us; but, it also comforts us when we apologize to ourselves. When was the last time you told yourself that you were sorry? For not acknowledging your abilities and talents? For succumbing to fear, gossip, or negativity? For not enabling your potential? For not listening to your conscience? For not respecting yourself? For not being AUTHENTIC? (ßreal talk.)

Let’s make this interactive. Today check me out on Twitter @ www.twitter.com/envyoftheworld. Within your realm of comfort, tell me some of the people or situations or issues for which you wish to apologize. Start with yourself first. For instance, your message will go as follows:

“I’m sorry: 1. B/C I chose not to prepare for my tests. 2. B/C I underestimated the parentals & their awesomeness. 3. B/C I haven’t accomplished as much recreational reading as I know I have time to accomplish.”

Now, if you don’t Tweet, please feel free to leave a comment in the same format. However you choose to participate or if not at all, please know that we are all entitled to an apology if someone harms us or if we harm ourselves. Take some time to apologize to yourself and to someone. And the next time you say “I’m sorry,” please realize the power you hold. It’s mighty.

Till next time…

Stay up. Stay real. Stay AUTHENTIC.

mic

MIC ON MONDAY: Thank you for being a friend...even if you're a bad one.

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 17:49:00 +0000

Good day, AUTHENTIC!

I'd first like to offer a "Thank you" to one Ms. Bea Arthur. She was an American comedienne, actress, and singer. In a career spanning seven decades, Arthur achieved success as the title character, Maude Findlay, on the 1970s sitcom Maude, and as Dorothy Zbornak on the 1980s sitcom The Golden Girls; she won Emmys for both roles.(Source) Sadly, she passed on Saturday, 25 April. Corny as it may sound, her passing made me reflect on The Golden Girls and the golden girls in my life. That being said, I openly admit that this post is on some TMI ‘ish. That being said, sit yo’self down and humor me. I got woman issues.

I received a call from a girlfriend around ten o’clock one night. She and I had shared space and time for almost a year, and it was evident that we were close. I was not oblivious to the fact that she was not in favor of what she considered to be my “lifestyle,” but during the season we shared together, I chose to cultivate our friendship despite my reservations about her deeming my existence & expression as a black gay man in America a “lifestyle” and less than hers. Nevertheless, during what started out as one of our daily phone chats, she pierced my eardrum & more importantly my heart as she said, “It pisses me off that you CHOOSE to live this way!” Silence followed. I did not contact for two months.

I then sent her a letter that stated she had no place in my life, but that I did appreciate the good times we spent together. Time passed, and then we agreed to meet. Actually, it was more about me visiting home, and being from a small town, my visit would have been reported. And not wanting to be a bad Southern gentleman, I let her know that I’d be in town and that we could meet up. In the back of my mind I knew this would be a means to add closure to the demise of our friendship.

Fast forward to a week ago.

She leaves a very emotional message on my voicemail crying that she wants to know what she did wrong that would end our friendship. FYI: she’s been calling for almost a year after my visit home, however, I have not answered any of her calls. Did she forget her previous asinine behavior?

Now here’s my question: When is a friendship worth salvaging? When is it worth letting go? What are some issues/actions that may possibly cease a friendship? SIDENOTE: I’m in no way interested in salvaging this relationship.

Thank you all for being a friend.

P.S. be great today. be AUTHENTIC.

mikey loves ya'!

Tuesday Tidbit: Co-workers Quarrel

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Tue, 21 Apr 2009 23:21:00 +0000

Ever get the feeling that your co-workers are part of some massive Punk’d conspiracy? Like they annoy you on purpose because MTV is watching your every move & Ashton Kutcher is enjoying making you squirm. That’s how I feel on today…like I’m part of some prank that keeps going on and on. But not like Badu’s “On & On.” More like long car ride to grandma’s, loud hyper kids in the backseat, “this is the song that never ends” kind of ‘on & on’. It’s definitely time to punch out of reality via the time clock & punch in to some gym time.

Sir treadmill, here I come!

m./e

Mic on Monday: Protect the Booty!

ily.theenvyoftheworld@gmail.com (the envy of the world) — Mon, 20 Apr 2009 19:01:00 +0000

Friend says, “ What’s Mic on Monday?” I gasp. I clutch the pearls. I am befuddled. Have I not been clear in explaining the yummy goodness that is “Mic on Monday”? Immediately I send out the bat signal aka rush to my computer and begin to concoct a definition that will solidify my AUTHENTIC efforts. After much toil & trouble, I have crafted the explanation: Mic on Monday is something for the ladies. The womb is the beginning of all life. Honor it on the first day of the week. Like Queen said, “Ooooohhhh, ladies first…”

That’s right…we be droppin’ knowledge. Tell a friend.

April is Sexual Assault Awareness month. The National Sexual Violence Resource Center (NSVRC.org/saam) highlights sexual assault as a public health issue & advocates tailoring their campaign to better suit your community. The statistics of sexual assault as of 2007 are that 1 in 2.5 women will be raped before the age of 25 & 1 in 4 men will be raped before the age of 25. Other stats you may find are alarming, to include children.

Please take some time to visit www.NSVRC.org/saam. Your safety is key in living your most AUTHENTIC life possible.

Oh…you thought I was finished? It ain’t neva ova!

Mic Check: do this - Don’t just share your sexual assault awareness info with your girls. Spread knowledge to your boys & see what they have to say about this 1 in 4 male statistic that will prove that it’s not about gay men raping straight men; but rather men & WOMEN seeking control and power over another human being. The Crisis Center that I work with meets guy after guy who ‘knows’ that women can’t rape & that men who get raped probably wanted it. Then we show them a case from 2005 where a man was raped by two men as his wife watched. She thought it would be ‘funny’. It was their honeymoon.

What a world we live in. I’d blame it on the alcohol, but Jamie already did that. Thus, get in the know. Don’t rely on a false sense of security. The life you save may be your own.

get in the know
get real
get AUTHENTIC

mic