In short, I believe my past lives include that of Chiron, a centaur who lived, if he did live, ca. 1400 B.C.E., the same era as Moses.
My preoccupation with race dates from that and similar lives. Continue reading My life as Chiron
Tag Archives: Racism
What can I do for myself today?
Notice how I avoid the question.
A better life for me
The best I can do for them, is to do the best I can for me.
The last post, “Dwight C. Wells,” sent me into a hell of a funk.
Dwight C. Wells
What does black America gain from flipping the bird at white people?
On Martin Luther King, Jr. Day 2019, about 40 children took over one of the busiest intersections in Miami, riding their bicycles and motorbikes and ATVs around, not permitting traffic to pass. Tempers flared; a man brandished an unlicensed firearm and shouted obscenities. He’s facing charges.
I’m asking what the children were doing there.
Dwight C. Wells is at the center of it all.
Many problems, one solution
What does “acting strangely” mean?
Writer’s block
This one gets a little “out there.” Continue reading Writer’s block
I really want to see Shaun King pay a snitch $100K.
To his credit, it looks like he just may:
Houston wins praise for handling of girl’s drive-by shooting
Hope for black America
A better life is available to you.
If you want it, and will work for it,
you can have it.
I will recite that often on The William Tell Show. It’s the sort of thing one hears from Barack Obama.
James Bible
Attn: White people
NEVER —
do not EVER —
question any thing a black man does.
Continue reading James Bible
“I shoulda had somebody crack your head open.”
I was abused at McDonald’s.
On the one hand, I’ve kept silent about this for four years, lest my coming forward constitute retaliation; I don’t believe in retaliation. On the other hand, with almost daily news reports about fast food workers abusing customers and the police being called, I would be remiss if I don’t share my story also.
I have screen shots of my diary from the days in question. I also have the original pertinent e-mails from McDonald’s.
Bottom line: Will you, or will you not, get on with life?
Continue reading “I shoulda had somebody crack your head open.”
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