Black Is…!

Black is dark, black is bleak; black is scary but black is an adjective and Black is the financial equivalent of great success!

The Black Madonna comes to mind, prayers abound at her feet. Adoration of Dark Forces is also a fact! Flip sides of a record whose grooves have been worn down by too much use. Heard it before, Pavlovian responses are the key to the conditioning of the minds of people. Get them to hate themselves for being black and not an adjective but a noun then a verb then an alliteration or maybe a delusion of themselves , Mirage, should be the title of the book as Black folks strove for legitimacy and simple human respect but the Ivory Ceilings are fraught with institutional racism and the cords of slavery are never Not too far behind the police and the rest of their fascist state. George Floyd’s public lynchpin was no mistake it was a message from the Deep State, USA! Hey hey wake up to Black is… because Black does matter in more ways than one. Grey matter is the basis for more than mere discussions so is loamy soils; imagine John and Yoko dared us to conceive of a better person we could be, yet better still, Imagine a world where we don’t have the last two; grey matter and loamy soils?

Black is complex, not homogeneous by the stretching of the truth. Black is more never less. Dominant not recessives by now we should know that! But the whitewashed history version has constancy and remains in effect. How do you finish a musing with your brain burning from the knowledge that History is filled with lies and intent on making Black people hate themselves! Black Lives Matter because otherwise we will be lol DEAD!

Black is…not white.

Mr. Trump is determined to use race and division as his campaign strategy to stay in office. Sadly too many people are truly happy to followTrump’s footsteps into cultural politics and oblivion. The stakes are too high for us to take this lightly. Mr. Trump despite popular opinions isn’t as stupid as we like to think. Too many acolytes suck up to him hopefully one says some truths to this manchild of a wrecking ball. Trump is calculating and deceitful but this is his modus operandi ever since he entered the Bright Lights of Broadway 🎭. Hey πŸ‘‹ one thing about Trump is Consistency at least you know what to expect. Ain’t correct but I am not politically correct anyway, Trump isn’t either which is a terrible trait after all. President of anything requires leadership and consistency but imagine working with a nut job like Trump?πŸ˜œπŸ˜πŸ˜›πŸ€ͺ

The Bride

The first time we came into contact I was 6 years old and it was Christmas Eve; Papa had concocted some kind of mix. A cocktail, I guess, but then Chacho, Joselito, Baita, Lito and Genaro carried me more like a ragdoll or Wizard of Oz scarecrow but I will never forget on la calle Duarte ending my courtship with my bride as my bowels spewed forth and my struggle with being began and it continues; as life is a journey undetermined by our daily to and fro but definitely shaped by our childhood experiences. To gaze into one’s eyes is a rare chance to peer the soul in its essence but to know the childhood of a perdon is a window fit for Soho loft and not some cramped quarters on Delancey street.
Alcohol is πŸ˜‚, fun and a huge headache that breaks up families and causes eddies, whirlpools and just bad shit to take place.p>


The Day Before. A musing from m.e.

All weekend she fussed, cussed and caused more ruckus than an Avis truck.

Being young and single gave her leverage she presumed but I was not having any of that, you see, she forgot that me? I am just her Dad. Same guy, same demeanor filled with remonstrances not dances and surely we will limit the hugging and kissing to a minimum as I am seeking two little tykes as I, grandpa, bought both trykes. Happy Holidays to you and yours. πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰πŸŽ‰πŸŽ†πŸŽ†πŸŽ†πŸŽ„πŸŽ„πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸŽ…πŸŽ…πŸŽˆπŸŽˆπŸŽˆπŸŽπŸŽπŸŽπŸŽˆπŸŽˆπŸŽˆπŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ˜˜.