Archive for February 11th, 2008
I’ll take stuff BET should be showing for 100, Alex
John Legend
Show Me from the Album Once Again
I realized as I lay down to sleep
We haven’t spoke in weeks
So many things that I’d like to know
Come have a talk with me
I need a sign, something I can see
Why all the mystery?
I try not to fall for make believe
But what is reality?
Where do we go?
What do we know?
Life has to have a meaning
Show me the light
Show me the way
Show that you’re listening
Show me that you love me
Show me that you walk with me
Hopefully, just above me
Heaven’s watching over me
Guess it’s funny how I say thanks to you
For all you’ve given me
Sometimes the price of what you gave to me
I can’t stop questioning
O God of love, peace, and mercy
Why so much suffering?
I pray for the world, it gets worse to me
Wonder if you’re listening
When people go
Why do they go?
Why don’t you choose me?
But someday I know
I’m gonna go
I hope you’re waiting for me
Show me that you love me
Show me that you walk with me
Hopefully, just above me
Heaven’s watching over me
Maybe we’ll talk
Some other night
Right now I’ll take it easy
Won’t spent my time
Waiting to die
Enjoy the life I’m living
Show me that you love me
Show me that you walk with me
Hopefully, just above me
Heaven’s watching over me
Robots Can’t Act vol. 1
Edited to be relatively NSFW.
From LiquidGeneration.com
Eleventh Day of Black History Month: Marian Luh da Kids
Throughout my lifetime, there has been no bigger advocate for other people’s children than Marian Wright Edelman.
Allow her to drop some knowledge on Black History from Huffington Post
They should learn about civil rights leader A. Philip Randolph, whose first threatened Civil Rights March on Washington inspired the second, and Ralph Bunche, who won the Nobel Peace Prize for his U.N. peacemaking efforts in the Middle East. He, like Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., who won the Nobel Peace Prize 14 years later, refused to be “ghettoized” and saw the connection between the quest for justice at home as part of a global struggle. They also recognized the need to stand against violence at home and everywhere. Young people must celebrate all the strong women who were indispensable in the struggle for freedom: Fannie Lou Hamer, Ella Baker, Septima Clark and so many more. Our youth should bask in the light of pioneers who broke racial barriers throughout the 20th century including Marian Anderson, the Tuskegee Airmen, Jackie Robinson, Thurgood Marshall, Shirley Chisholm and Mae Jemison. Of course they should applaud our elders and honor them for their lifetimes of achievement: civil and human rights leaders like Myrlie Evers and Dr. Dorothy Height, scholars like Dr. John Hope Franklin, and cultural leaders like Harry Belafonte, Ruby Dee (who at age 83 is nominated for an Oscar at this month’s Academy Award® ceremony for Best Supporting Actress) and Dr. Maya Angelou. The list of great Black Americans goes on and on, and our children should know their stories and be given the tools and motivation to emulate them.
Finally, we should teach our children as much as we can about the heroes in their own families and try to be the people we want our children to become: the grandparents and great-grandparents who came before them and paved their way. Why is this so important? Family stories are often the most memorable inspiration of all. They bring history alive and reinforce the idea that anyone and everyone can use their lives to make a difference. This is a key lesson not just for Black History Month but every day. Every time we look back at our history to celebrate, we must remind ourselves and our children of just how much unfinished business we must attend to and be inspired by our history to write the next chapter.
Real Talk in the Middle of the Night
Well. What a week THIS has been.
This time LAST week I was flat on my back, Steak Fat in my throat waiting for the GI team from the Hospital to give me back use of my digestive system.
I haven’t been off work and at home this long since I was batshit crazy right before I moved back to Pittsburgh.
After a week of Hard Core Blogging (27 posts in one week?), I got numbers I have NEVER had before (and Ive been doing this a minute now) and more importantly, I am enjoying it.
But its wearing me down.
Mrs. Ink says Im cracked out on Politics and the Campaign. Considering how I had been spending my time, you would think she would be grateful I am no longer channeling my inner cad, but I reckon there is no pleasing some folk.
Tomorrow brings me back to somewhat of a regular schedule. I doubt I will get 20 some odd posts off next week. But I will get 7 off. I owe Y’all at least that.
For those of y’all who have found me this week. I welcome you to my little world. If you got questions, I got answers.
It’s back to the grind tomorrow.