Humor Me,
Here's some mild controversy for you
(e:peeps).
I'm at work. Cause I forgot about MLK day. Which is kinda sad, but maybe not. JayZee's here too...I mean Jon Zhang, but I don't assume he's much for any American holiday.
I'm a bit driven lately. I just want to get good work done. Plus I have no phone, which honestly is like my other brain. It keeps track of everything for me. I love it. I love it so much. (OK I'm not going to start that again).
I guess I can't blame this on the phone, or my on-again-off-again over consuming drive either. So, I should be excited that it's MLK day, right? Right?
I think that the spirit of MLK day and a part of what MLK stood for is challenging the status quo for the betterment of his people (and I by that I mean Americans. Who doesn't want to live in peace?).
I think it's a challenge to be a driven and contributing member of society being from the demographic I am from. (Check the photo. I'm a black dude). I've grown up around people who I know could and should have been much better off than they ended up. I won't start listing the reasons why, the obvious not withstanding. This is not to say that they're lives are lesser because of where they ended up, but it's sad all the same to see anything not reach it's full potential, needless to say half of it's potential for too many reasons. When someone dosn't become as amazing as they should have been we all loose. What if they were the ones that were going to invent the internet, or a wheel, or hot pockets?
Ok one example. My grammie, Jimmie Hardison (yeah her name is Jimmie), was a math and memory monster. She could total a grocery bill including tax an coupons as she shopped, often corrected the check out personnel, and told her where she made her mistakes. She was also artistically astute, but because of how she grew up she ended up being a housewife/baby-factory for a dude who was born with a speech impediment, a mean spirit, and who had general sense of nastiness about him. It was all she could do with her life. Nine kids sealed the deal (yeah 8 aunts and uncles and that's just on the moms side). I noticed all of her wonderful traits as her grandson and inherited some of them (thank the maker) to my chagrin, since I knew she was always held back from becoming the beacon of human excellence she was able to become. Weather it was because of my mean grampa, or because of what she was a Black, Irish, & Native American woman in 1920's - 40's USA leaves enough to be said. Still, it's sad one way or another.
I think I'm doing better than I ever thought I could, and I'm really glad for it. Not just because of the direct benefit of being compensated for my work, but for the example I set for my immediate family members, the next generation of humans, and anyone else who may happen to meet me who had a preconstructed idea of who I might be. Even if I'm not a millionaire or even a thousandaire, I'm really happy, and my work makes their world a better place, so at least I feel like I'm giving back to humanity in many ways (I hope... I think), and I don't think I could have been able to accomplish any of these things as easily and maybe at all without Dr. Kings life coming before mine. Hopefully someone in the future will be able to say that about something that occurred in my life.
So me ending up at work on MLK day cause I want to get some good work out or even that I forgot I was off because of the same reasons I guess ain't so bad, to me at least. I'm sure he's smiling down on me from where ever he is...
You peeps have a sweet Milk day, enjoy some human excellence and make some of your own as well, cause that's what today's about really.
Ah cookie monster. I am reminded once of being 16 and asked to play santa clause for a filthy litter of children. I was the worst santa ever. I sounded like John Lovitz's Master Thesbian charecter. Ever see kids cry on santa's lap?
ok dude, it's time for you to update your blog. i'm sick of looking at my father-in-law grinning on my lap.
That has the makings of a fine t shirt slogan. I feel Del's pain. I had to be Johnny Bravo at a Bisons game in '05. You get a mixed grill of reaction.
saddly delicious.
i'm stealing that from you.