Moving Forward.

I have been having a really hard time not screaming “racist” every time I turn on the TV.

I have refrained from yelling it at the TV screen each time “The Tea Party” appears on the screen.

I have been having a really hard time not yelling “Liar”.

Everytime I see a Republican claim that they are fighting for America, for Americans.  True Patriots.

I have been having a really hard time lately.

I have been trying to negotiate how a party’s stance can be to move backwards.  To say no.  To stop progress.  How can that seem right? 

When we moved forward for a reason.  When we should always be moving forward.

And mostly, I am having a hard time with the democrats.

oh. the. democrats.

Where are you?  Why aren’t you standing up and screaming? 

Because I can’t. (well I do, but it doesn’t matter, no one hears me)

But you can!

Stand tall and scream for me.  Me and the millions of other Americans who elected this administration, this congress, this president.

Speak with the conviction of the office you hold through democracy.

Maybe that will change tomorrow.

Perhaps it should.

But for right now.  Your job is to represent me.  Represent us.

And you’re not running for office. 

You are holding office.

And your job is to make sure that my voice is heard.  That my screaming is heard.  That my beliefs are upheld.

Do your job.


The Black List

Recent discussion here.  Made me think about books I have read by black authors.  Turns out I’ve read quite a lot of them.  Here are some of the ones that stuck with me for one reason or another:

Their Eyes Were Watching God – Zora Neale Hurston

Possessing the Secret of Joy -Alice Walker

The Color Purple – Alice Walker

The Bluest Eye – Toni Morrison

Beloved –Toni Morrison

I know why the caged bird sings – Maya Angelou

African writers:

Things Fall Apart – Chinua Achebe

There’s more, of that I am sure.  But those are the ones that leapt to mind when I thought about it.

I hope you check one out!