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When you hear on the news "X number of U.S. Soiliders Killed in Y" remember that each number represents one person, the people related to that person, and the US community surrounding X's family and friends. Its easy to lose attention, to let the information pass by you unabsorbed.
CaseExample: Cover story of Time Magazine July 28th, 2008 Cover Story: The Right War by Roy Stewart
"There has been a dramatic series of recent attacks by the Taliban: a mass assault on a jail freed hundreds of prisoners, and a suicide bombing outside the Indian embassy on July 7 killed 40 and injured over 100. Many of these assaults are planned and supported from safe havens across the border in the tribal areas of Pakistan. Western troop casualties are climbing; the last two months exceeded the monthly death toll in Iraq. On July 13, nine U.S. soldiers were killed when Taliban fighters swarmed over their base in the eastern province of Kunar — the worst attack in three years."
I remember hearing about that...
Sunday July 13th, 4:30am, U.S. troops of the 2nd Battalion, 503d Infantry Regiment (Airborne), 173rd Airborne Brigade Combat Team, in Vicenza , Italy, while on search for captured troops, were ambushed in the providence of Kunar, Afghanistan.
"The worse attack in three years," claimed the lives of two Georgians, Cpl. Jonathan R. Ayers, 24, of Snellville and Cpl. Matthew Phillips, 27, from NorthEast, Georgia. Matt was a Son(his mother passed away in 2003 of cancer), a brother (his younger sister Mary had a baby the same day...), a good friend (to Shanks and many others), and a good husband(to Eve, she gave me Sadie Mae...) Can you imagine that number representing, your Son, Sister, college friend, spouse. Someone who passed away for your,our, freedom, now a statistic...
Remember it happens everyday. This "War on Terror" has claimed the life of over 4,000 United State Citizens since 2003. Thats 4,000 communities affected, over 4,000 parents, thousands of siblings, thousands of friends and acquaintances etc. all these connections that trickle out like roots of a large tree, and extend in all directions of and through life, these lives cover much ground.
I'm just sayin...
remember those number represent people, a family member, a friend, a life like mine or yours.
And remember we still have thousands serving over sea, We should be proud of them, no matter how against the "War on Terror" we are and we should NOT forget the true meaning behind those numbers...
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
i won't say anything...i dont want people to think i am an angry black woman
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I really am getting tired of this stuff
then (mind you this "protest" is a little fishy) and i am no fan of MoveOn
and Fox's "defence"
I really am getting tired of this stuff
then (mind you this "protest" is a little fishy) and i am no fan of MoveOn
and Fox's "defence"
Sunday, July 20, 2008
its it just me?
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I'm watching the ESPY's right now (and let me say that like NONE of my picks have won) and my Boy Just Tim is hosting....is it just me or is that boy ALWAYS drunk?
I'm watching the ESPY's right now (and let me say that like NONE of my picks have won) and my Boy Just Tim is hosting....is it just me or is that boy ALWAYS drunk?
Vanessa Carlton LIVE!!!
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ha, i don't care, profile me, label me, judge me, but you dont' KNOW ME! I just got off work for Saturday the 28th and i am going to see my girl VC Saturday night in some town above Baltimore, Townson Maryland at Recher Theatre.
I am F-ing STOOKED!
and for you, some awesome music
"hate me or take me, i swear it won't break me or make me."
eww one more!
ha, i don't care, profile me, label me, judge me, but you dont' KNOW ME! I just got off work for Saturday the 28th and i am going to see my girl VC Saturday night in some town above Baltimore, Townson Maryland at Recher Theatre.
I am F-ing STOOKED!
and for you, some awesome music
"hate me or take me, i swear it won't break me or make me."
eww one more!
Saturday, July 19, 2008
(- to +) or how to make a bad night, good
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...next i'll master how to make a bad week, good!
the day was long. I got to the office at 8 am. The previous night i left at 8 pm. I am doing an internship...i work for free but for reason.
So it is friday, and i have two tickets to a sold out Dark Knight...and yes i have a movie date, my fourth! First, maja-who left the country out of spite; Second, Maja's "friend," who i later find out is trying to get in Maja's pants (i nicked that one); Third, my cuz...he, like we all did at that age, got grounded; Four, my co-classmate/co-work/ . . . who flat out bailed...sooo i go to the theater, tired, alone and slightly frustrated/pissed/upset/longing/depressed/ugh but mostly just tired. I find free street parking (plus #1 so now i'm at negative three) I pick up my tickets (pre ordered mind you or i wouldn't have bothered) and walk away, back to my truck. Half way down Wisconsin i over hear a gentlemen behind me "that F-ing sucks, now we gotta wait another day to see the damn movie." I confront him, he pays 20 bucks for each ticket (negative two...getting better). I'm content,only content, i count my losses, and walk to my truck, only i am lost..
I hit, what i consider to be a dead end, and i contemplate turning around, when i am bum rushed by what i think is a drunk or homeless dude.
I am to tired to realize until this drunk bum says "You're to cool to return my calls," that this "drunk bum" is actually my boy Jake (jump to +1) and i haven't returned his calls, i've been at work (in one capacity or another) ALL WEEK. Only i dig hanging with Jake. Jake, i haven't seen in almost a year, and Jake, i actually look forward to seeing (MCC for life!). He is with a hott chick who i am happy to hear is "his girl." He ask if i want to get drinks...i don't, but it want to hang out with people who "get it," (because so many act like they do, say they do, and Don't) so we walk a block and catch a pub that has cheap beers just because a certain baseball team is playing...Others come, they are equally, at least on the surface, good, fun, people (+2) and hours later i get to drive home buzzed on the highway (something i haven't done in years...mind you i am the person, who in college, use to claim a gold medal in DUI---gainesville/Athens ga will do that to you..)(+3)
to make it better, folks i met last week-end called me to hang tonight, buut i'm going to bed now, i have work in the am.
Not bad, not bad
...next i'll master how to make a bad week, good!
the day was long. I got to the office at 8 am. The previous night i left at 8 pm. I am doing an internship...i work for free but for reason.
So it is friday, and i have two tickets to a sold out Dark Knight...and yes i have a movie date, my fourth! First, maja-who left the country out of spite; Second, Maja's "friend," who i later find out is trying to get in Maja's pants (i nicked that one); Third, my cuz...he, like we all did at that age, got grounded; Four, my co-classmate/co-work/ . . . who flat out bailed...sooo i go to the theater, tired, alone and slightly frustrated/pissed/upset/longing/depressed/ugh but mostly just tired. I find free street parking (plus #1 so now i'm at negative three) I pick up my tickets (pre ordered mind you or i wouldn't have bothered) and walk away, back to my truck. Half way down Wisconsin i over hear a gentlemen behind me "that F-ing sucks, now we gotta wait another day to see the damn movie." I confront him, he pays 20 bucks for each ticket (negative two...getting better). I'm content,only content, i count my losses, and walk to my truck, only i am lost..
I hit, what i consider to be a dead end, and i contemplate turning around, when i am bum rushed by what i think is a drunk or homeless dude.
I am to tired to realize until this drunk bum says "You're to cool to return my calls," that this "drunk bum" is actually my boy Jake (jump to +1) and i haven't returned his calls, i've been at work (in one capacity or another) ALL WEEK. Only i dig hanging with Jake. Jake, i haven't seen in almost a year, and Jake, i actually look forward to seeing (MCC for life!). He is with a hott chick who i am happy to hear is "his girl." He ask if i want to get drinks...i don't, but it want to hang out with people who "get it," (because so many act like they do, say they do, and Don't) so we walk a block and catch a pub that has cheap beers just because a certain baseball team is playing...Others come, they are equally, at least on the surface, good, fun, people (+2) and hours later i get to drive home buzzed on the highway (something i haven't done in years...mind you i am the person, who in college, use to claim a gold medal in DUI---gainesville/Athens ga will do that to you..)(+3)
to make it better, folks i met last week-end called me to hang tonight, buut i'm going to bed now, i have work in the am.
Not bad, not bad
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Re:Your Hate Only Drives Me Sucka -- post from my bro
and this
Ok... I've tried to post this 3 times... hopefully this is the last attempt.
I go out to get the mail a few hours ago and I'm greeted with the above debachery. Appartently somebody thought it would be a good idea to destroy mine and my neighbors property. Ya know, I see things all the time that I don't like or nessecarily agree with but I don't take liberties such as the above examples. It's like what was this person thinking? "Hey... Obama, fuck that guy! I'm gonna hold a lighter to this poster for a few minutes.... yeah that's better!" It was probably that or "NO NIGGERS IN THE WHITE HOUSE!"
But that's the thing... I live in a predominatel BLACK neighborhood. I mean there's a sprinkle of white and latino here and there but mostly black folks. So logic would lean mean to believe that a black person did this. Now what's up with that friends? I mean c'mon.. what black person with any shred of common sense would destroy a poster supporting the first REAL black candidate for president? I mean WTF dude? Where's the logic in that? If anything I should be getting comments about how they can acquire one of those posters. But instead someone chose to destroy it.
Black people cmon son! What's with these shenanigans? Im so tired of this black on black bullshit. Don't these people realize how incredible that the front runner for the Democratic party is A BLACK MAN! Segregation wasn't that long ago friends... our parents lived through it. So did our grand parents. We're talking 40-50 yrs ago.. depending on when certain towns decided to act right. And now there's a legit candidate for president who's a black man(well to clarify his dad's black, his mom is white but we all know he's perceived as a black dude. Lets not be silly) and people refuse to embrace how great that is! Even Jesse Jackson... JESSE JACKSON! What the fuck's going on?
I actually read a post today on MSNBC that said even though Obama is leading in the polls things may be different in November because the average American isn't willing to admit they don't feel comfortable voting for a black guy. So people are more willing to LIE bout who they'd vote for than vote for a dude because his SKIN COLOR IS DIFFERNT! Ugh... I think racism is a mental disease. Hell if alcoholism is a disease I think racism should be too. I swear the more things change the more they stay the same. I long for the day where my grandchildren will hopeful have live in a society where these types of shenanigans are over and done with.
Because what does one say in the face of insolent ignorance? People love to not know... people love to believe things that aren't true because the truth is to hard to deal with I suppose? I dunno and I'm growing weary of trying to understand.
So to the deuter responsible for destroying mine and my neighbors property... thanks. You just gave me a reason to give Obama more mone towards his campaign. This time I think I'll buy 2 and if you burn those I'll buy 4. And if those get toasted I'll cop 8! And if you get rid of those I'll make a sign surrounding the property made out of Obama signs, and then create a makeshift flag pole with a flag of Obama's ear to ear smile. You can't stop me. Your hate only drives me futher towards my ambitions and goals. Fucking asshole.....
L8rs
sTs
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in reply
I mean honestly i'm upset at powder springs, Because i am not surprised.
(my mom on the other hand (after i fwd her your text) said to me "this is war"..ex black panther go figure)
But then logic and conversation sat in. This is a fight, but this is not a war. This is a fight to educate, this is a fight to bring people, and more specially OUR PEOPLE together. I mean FUCKING Jesse FUCKING Jackson made a Mockery of himself INSULTING Americans only hope, the token "spokes person" of the black community since the late 80's.? When the fuck will people SEE that it is no longer "the man" bring us down, that it is US who bring each other down?
I'm sick of this shit man. And naturally the man who is trying to bring us together is the man getting the blunt of the pain, the igonrate white folk, the ignorant black and brown, the mis informed non-english speaking americas.
WE MUST EDUCATE
that is the only answer. And i swear on my Grandfathers grave if i end up back in Atlanta, I will run for some form of political office.
I can't stand idle man, we, the educated, the strong, the dedicated need to stand up.
i can't stomach this talk with myself anymore...ALERT THE FUCKING PRESS
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