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Culture, healing, politics and bullshit - Not necessarily in that order

The general, socio-political and very personal rantings and ravings of a hip hop head from the hood hustling for change... Of himself.

You all know me and are aware that I am unable to remain silent. At times to be silent is to lie. For silence can be interpreted as acquiescence.
—Miguel de Unamuno


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Monday, May 31, 2010

Great Day For Old War Stories

Tuskegee Airman tells of crashing behind enemy lines in WWII

The 90-year-old South Side war veteran still vividly recalls the crash landing as if it were yesterday.
It was during World War II when Welton Taylor, a liaison pilot and member of the famed Tuskegee Airmen, America's first black military air squad, was serving in the Pacific Theater of Operations, flying L-4 and L-5 aircraft with the 93rd Infantry Division.

Taylor saw combat on the Solomon Islands, New Guinea and the Philippines.
On a non-combat mission, delivering mail to the troops, his plane crashed behind Japanese lines.
"I was criminally attacked by a Japanese mountain 33 miles into Japanese territory, while flying a mission of mercy for my troops," said Taylor, who later was to become a world-renowned scientist and educator. In 1985, the Centers for Disease Control in Atlanta named a bacterium, Enterobacter taylorae, after him and a British colleague.

"I was carrying their mail, and I managed to deliver all my mail and was on my way home when I saw this horrible storm building up," he said.

"I was trying to climb over the last of the mountains when I hit the mountain. But instead of hitting on my nose, which would have exploded the gas tank on my lap, I slid down a grassy slope, losing parts of the plane as I crashed.

"I had an observer in the plane with me. We both survived," he recounts. "I was able to walk away with only my kneecaps showing, and so I pulled my skin up over my kneecaps, sprinkled some sulfa on it and two band-aids, and kept moving. I took the compass out of the plane, because south of the equator, you cannot walk in a straight line in a forest or jungle.

"We walked for two days, and made it past two Japanese camps. On the second day, we were rescued by our troops on the beach."

Taylor, a descendant of President Zachary Taylor, is one of several members of the 332nd Fighter Group, commonly known as the Tuskegee Airmen, living in the Chicago area.
 
Huge WWII success
 
Members of the Chicago chapter, who will be marching in the annual Memorial Day Parade downtown today, were among the 450 fighter pilots who were trained at an air base in Tuskegee, Ala., to fly and maintain combat aircraft as a segregated unit. They broke barriers for African Americans.
"We'll have our own float, with a large model of the P51 airplane, which is what the Tuskegee Airmen flew in combat in Italy," Taylor said proudly.

The unit, which became one of the most successful flying squadrons in U.S. military history, protecting Allied bombers over some 200 escort missions in Europe, never lost one bomber under their protection to enemy fighters. They destroyed or damaged more than 400 German aircraft and more than 1,000 targets.

But despite their distinguished record, they faced discrimination back home when they returned and were never recognized until much later. In 2007, President George W. Bush collectively awarded some 300 members and their widows the Congressional Gold Medal.

"It was 61 years late. But I'm glad I stuck around and waited for it," said the retired bacteriologist.
"Many of us are gone now. Another died yesterday at age 90, so I don't think we'll have as many on the float as in the past, but it's been an unbelievable ride."

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Seriously

I absolutely hate it when I speak to someone and find out that they haven't after all this time taken life seriously.

For a moment in time, I had a whole lot of people reading this lil' old blog just to see what or where I ended up next. A few folk emailed, IMed and such to tell me that they were vicariously living thru my exploits a couple and a few years back.

I didn't mind. I was focused on my life. I took what I did (and still do) and where/how/whom I positioned myself with very, very seriously. Something a long time ago told me that I was only going to get one chance to do things in this realm and that my time here wasn't going to be as long as others. I've held that thought and it has guided me to do some things that others perceive as cold or hurtful. I only have seen this as taking my life (emphasis on MINE) very seriously.

I have made bad decisions. I've trusted the wrong people sometimes. I've gone to places that weren't as welcoming to me and when I got a chance after realizing the situation, I quickly corrected them to the best of my ability. I want you to know something. When you try to make things out as if the entire universe revolves around you as its center and energy source remember that it isn't all about you.

You still have to live and thrive, and you definitely have to live with the decisions that you make. You will affect your immediate circle and in turn, it will affect you. You get out of life what you put in it, so where you put yourself, when and with who are important because what you do and don't do affects your life. You have to take this thing seriously if you're going to actually cash in your value.

I have some physical issues that will probably take me away from here sooner than the most of you. I am at peace and satisfied with where I am because I understand that I only have control over what I have control over. I'm cool with knowing that I'll probably struggle with a few things while my peers go to work, raise their children and go about life in the manner they see fit. I just wish that certain folk took things a bit more seriously though. Procrastination and hope only gets one so far. Waiting for opportunities only to never partake in them is a very foolish thing to do.

I hope that folks understand that not making time and passing time is wasting time.

So on that note, I'll probably be around here more often. I probably won't get too deep into politics and pop culture and that nonsense like I used to do because in these moments when I'm not managing my healing process or working either for fiduciary responsibilities or artistically, I'll be enjoying life. Whether that be traveling (yes, another road trip in on the schedule) or simply jumping out of airplanes like I used to do when I could fit in the uniform, I'll be knee deep in doing something other than sitting at home, wasting away tweeting of facebooking about the normal he-say/she-say.

Speaking of that, I posted a few normal, every day pics on my FB page just to remind myself that one can go thru a healing crisis and still get out of the infirmary to bring home the bacon, even though pork is a big no-no on the eat to live list. I was surprised in the normal response to my abnormal situation.

Oh yeah. I need to mention that I'm letting go of the nine to five in order to 'live the adventure' full time.

Well, that and heal. Healing is important. If I keep up at this pace, I'll heal up mighty fine.

Don't worry, I'll come around here often to let y'all know where I be.




Seriously. I will.



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Saturday, May 15, 2010

Please Stand By


I'm using up a ton of sick days away from the blog, huh?

Thursday, May 06, 2010

Is It Friday Yet?

Dammit, my week is busy.

Work is busy. Outside opportunities keeps my phone a ringing. Siblings need assistance and Mommy called me like 4 times so far this week. There was a death in the family and the way young folk doing things regarding that are irking the elders. I had to tell mother dear to take two steps back because all of the cousins (her kids and her sibs kids) minus a teenage boy are all very grown and can handle theirs. I think they still think this is the eighties or something coming into our own as adults. That was thirty years ago. Damn near.

Damn. We done got old, burying our kids and thangs.

Life gets better, it really does.

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Do I It When Somebody Is Looking, That's What I Say

I've never had to wonder why certain folks have things go well in their lives and others don't. It's pretty elementary to me. It ain't about planning and practicing the laws of attraction, even though the practice of those things help. It ain't who they know either. That's a definite help when it comes to getting stuff done. I tell you, it's not always the fear that controls you. It's the motivation to move beyond that fear.

You are so comfortable right now and that is literally killing you.

I know a handful of folks that have said to hell with all of this foolishness and just DID what they had to do to get what and where they wanted to.

What's holding you back?

Why is that?

You still sitting there reading my shit?

I'm tired of hearing all of the bitching, whining and complaining... I got stuff to deal with on my own over here. What I really need all of some of the closest people in my life to do is just that: DO. I mean, for real. How many years is that business plan gonna hold up? The million dollar idea? That thing you've been talking about for like, how many years now? I hate watching people wait for whatever they desire to just fall out of the sky. Here's a hint homie: It ain't gonna happen.

I get a little flush and kind of aroused when I see you take it.

C'mon, you can do it.

Grab that thing kid...



You got it?










Let's be out! Hurry up!

Mash son! MASH!!! Hit the turbo boost in this thing!


If we get caught, I don't know your ass, but I will bail you out if I get away and they catch you.














Damn. I need a cigarette. Yo, I was bugging out when you just grabbed that thing and just ran out there like that... You are WILD!!! Now see, that's what I like about your ass. We gotta hang more often.

Just taking it! Wasn't that fun?

Nice.

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

Words

Today is my Monday. I had a very quiet three day weekend. I got a chance to sleep in yesterday and did little  of nothing both Saturday and Sunday. I really had to rest, going into a mini-fast and all. It almost seemed like I was having a vision quest or something watching CNN and FOX's coverages of the Times Square 'kinda bombing' thingamabob because I was on straight vegetables, cranberry, dandelion, horsetail, charcoal and lipoic acid.  Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

My kidneys were on FIYA!



You would think that folks would be more attentive when it came to certain things.




I was partially watching 'Law & Order' when I cut to CNN and found out that a real life episode was happening over at JFK. By the time I grabbed the laptop to read all the details Senior Holder didn't want to tell, I had to read a bunch of smarmy comments from the peanut gallery.

The 'Law & Order' ep was about folks posting silly-ass comments on certain board and newspaper sites where folks either condemned, passed judgement on or went out on a log and said that certain folk should be killed and such, having no clue that folks read this stuff and go out and actually do harm based on said comments.

I read a bunch of newspapers daily as well as go onto other news sites and stuff like that to stay informed on stuff. I also dibble and dab thru the comments section and read some smarmy shit. Nationalism, racism and straight out uninformed ignorance fuel these anonymous commenters, usually egging folk on or just spewing opinion based on bullshit. Key thing about the TV ep is that folk that took time to spread the ignorance out there had no clue that some folk picked up on those comments and actually acted on them.

Revolt or regret or do folks really give a damn?

I'm still squirming in my seat as a cat that has some knowledge in munitions, watching folk from the average on location reporter to the former deputy director of the FBI (on the phone from Columbia) correct every single bomb making mistake the Times Square wanna be bombers made. Add that to anything else you can find on the interwebs, field manuals available and common knowledge, then add a dash of anonymous ignorance found in the comments section of random newspaper X or blah, blah blah dot com with a pinch of religion, nationalism and/or hatred...

Whatever man.

Imma go Huey Freeman/Tea Party/Conservative/Farmer Bob and just blame the damn president for all of this mess.

If its one thing I've learned is how not to make a car bomb. Now all I gotta do is find the inspiration... Hey, I got an extra tab open...