I was traveling way out of my comfort zone these past five days. Literally and figuratively. But I had to go visit with family on the East Coast. I didn’t disclose my whereabouts or that I was gone from the Home Zone because reasons. But the picture above is one I took of the Martin Luther King Jr. memorial in Washington D.C..
Didn’t really get to look closely at the expression on his face until I was reviewing and editing my pics. He looks about how I feel right now. About to swat America with that rolled up sheaf of his speeches he’s holding. Or maybe I’m just projecting. Whatevs.
Glad to be back, and proud of myself that I endured crowded planes and airports without having to resort to my emergency medication. I’m healing! Had a chance to test drive the Samsung Google Chromebook that kept me in touch with yall however sporadically. I think its a keeper! However with a few modifications. The lowercase KB made it nearly impossible for me to write.
Granted, I’ve memorized the KB and I rarely need to look at the keys, but when I do, my brain is looking for uppercase letters as a cue for where my fingers are supposed to be. For whatever reason, it just couldn’t deal. So I’ll be getting those handy replacement stickers methinks.
I had a deep and profound post scheduled for my first day back on my turf, but as you can see, I’ve opted out. I’m jet lagged and lightheaded from hunger and emotionally wrung out.
So my next post will be the deep and profound one.
Why So Hungry?
It is nothing really. But I heard tell it was
today, and as a Black person I’m not supposed to spend any money, anywhere. I returned home to an empty fridge, and thought I’d do my usual shopping for groceries today, but then I guess No Can Do.
No Justice, No Pizza!
I’ll be ok. I have a little bread and cheese and juice and water and I’m not doing anything else different then my sisters and brothers who’ve been fasting for Ramadan for the past few weeks so I’m just sorta complaining a bit to complain. That, and the last normal meal I had was nearly 24 hours ago.
But I’ll go a little hungry for #Trayvon
I believe the idea is to show the scope and breadth of the African-American buying power. If this thing catches on, then maybe. However, I say then tomorrow take a look at where you are spending your dollars and what on and why and make some permanent adjustments.
America makes billions off of Black Americans. From straight retail to the Prison Industrial Complex. What if we turned our 1.2 Trillion Dollar Buying Power towards ourselves, our communities, our businesses, and our political, social and educational interests?
This country would look VERY different in just a few short decades, Yes Ma’am. Food for thought. (yeah pun intended)