Until we can understand violence is not normal and we continue to dismiss black-on-black murder we will lose many valued souls. In the nation’s capital, around where I live many people go to bed every night with the sound of gunshots ringing in their ears, afraid to let their children come out and play. Elderly people cannot go sit on their porch for fear of being killed like Mrs. Lucas Silence will not help this. Black People have two terrible problems. Them and Us and until we solve both we be merely surviving and not thriving.
There is also plan B. Under martial law, the president can seize banks, seize control of the Internet and media to broadcast his emergency statements. He will have enormous power and since he believes whatever he does is in the public interest and the cowardly GOP will back him up, he can close down the polls and the elections to save the Republic because the Pandemic would make it too dangerous for large groups to go to the voting polls.
In 1968 used his skills as a defensive tackle to disarm Sirhan Sirhan, who assassinated Robert Kennedy. The shooting took place while Kennedy was campaigning for the Democratic nomination for president and Grier, a close friend in attendance, wrestled Sirhan down until police came. Grier was not only a skilled athlete but also an actor and singer.
This new bombshell is the release of allegations in former national security adviser John Bolton’s book manuscript that President Trump had illegally tied military aid to Ukraine contingent on probes into former Vice President Joe Biden, Trump’s most feared political rival. In Bolton’s not-yet-published book, this account is not hearsay but allegedly firsthand conversations that Bolton had with Trump and key advisers, such as Secretary of State Mike Pompeo.
The one thing I have learned about getting old, when you are in your prime, when you are doing well, make sure you mentor, guide and help those younger than you make it. Because when you are old, some of them will come around and listen to your stories, drive you in your new car and just remind you of all the good you’ve done.
“Messiah” an original Netflix series is so mesmerizing I can’t stop watching it. A Christ-type figure begins showing up in the Middle East and also in the Bible Belt in the USA. Crowds follow him, he walks on water, and heals the sick. His actions which actually hurt no one and inspires many enrages the media, the CIA and FBI gets involved and millions quit work to follow him. Makes you wonder what would we do if someone like that showed up in our lives amid strange occurrences and people thought he was the Messiah? Would this be blasphemous, acceptable? Would you lock him up, embrace him, or scream FALSE PROPHET?
For that moment, I felt something good had broken through all the mean- spirited and evil acts permeating the airwaves and was touching me. For that moment, I felt tagged, selected, like I felt in elementary school when the teacher called my name as an A student or in the childish games, we played “You’re it.” I was the “it”, the one God chose to send someone to be kind to.
For Christmas two of my best friends and I took off to Florida for Christmas holiday to escape the below freezing temperatures of the East Coast. we came thinking we were just three wise women, with sense enough to de-stress. We came to do nothing, to be nothing, with no- To Do List. But we soon found not only did we have a Uber ministry but we encountered both blessings and the bizarre.