Why is it that people today tend to assume only certain people can be prejudice? Are not the people that think someone is prejudice ( just because they are white ) themselves practicing a form of prejudice themselves? I saw something written recently that said people are calling for the killing of innocent white people, and white police officers. If you take such a stand are you yourself not guilty of the same form of prejudice that you have accused others of?
I am white in color, but my genealogy is mixed. You can not tell it just to look at me, and I remember the time a young black child made an accusation assuming I was prejudice because I had told a group of children in our after school program they were breaking a rule that most of them knew was in place. The child said you do not want us in here( meaning the game room which the rule stated the children must have an adult with them to access and they had none when they went in the room) because we're black. Just so happens a a preteen girl that had know me her whole life and who was also black was there with the children that day. I called her by name and said to her, You have know me your whole life. Am I prejudice? She said no Miss Jane you treat all kids the same. I then turned to the little girl that had tried to claim prejudice to get away with breaking the rules of the program, and I said, She (meaning the little girl that said I treated all kids the same) knows me really knows me, You took one look at my white skin and assumed prejudice, I said it appears you may be the one that is prejudice, and by the way I have black blood on my dad's side, but because you could not see it you made a wrong assumption about me. I do not know if I made the point that you can not go by looks or not, but I hope I did. Now a days some people play the prejudice card not because they really believe someone is, but as a way of trying to break rules others must obey. I think that is a shake . Some white people get nervous when the race card is played and will do about anything to appease the person saying it, Problem is that when people cry discrimination when there is none it makes it harder for people to prove it when it really happens
I love my neighborhood. It is low income housing, and has about an equal number of blacks and whites,and a couple that fit into neither category. We have something here most of the rest of this country does not seem to be able to maintain. Nearly all the people in my neighborhood are nice to each other. We rarely have a fight that is not from members of the same house hold, and everyone will speak to you on the street and ask how you are. I am not frightened to walk anywhere in my neighborhood day or night. I really wish the rest of the country could understand we are not different just because our color does not match, We are all the same under the skin (blood and bones). We need to pull together as a country not try to hurt each other. A very wise man once said "A house divided can not stand. EVERYONE KNOWS WE ARE STRONGER TOGETHER THAN APART.
After weeks of little to no rain we finally got an antiquate over the past 2 day. We still could use more, but at lest the grass is trying to get its green color back. I think I heard a frog calling last night. This is unusual for our area as there is not any good sources of water laying around. I do not know if it came up form the sewer or if it got lost, but it was the only one I heard last night. The only problem is now the sun is out and making everything all steamy, so I will enjoy the grass changing back to green and turn on the ac lol. It was a little windy for a while the other night. It was so strong it blew my tomato plant over stake and all, but at least God gave us the rain we really needed. :)
I just realized something tonight because of something someone posted to one of my blogs. I took a peak at the blog page because of something someone said. Contrary to what some think I do not usually look at who wrote what on the home page, and I could care less if people do not like what I write. I do it for me not them. It is amazing to me that a few trolls have made it a part time job to try to run me down . LOL HERE IS THE IRONIC PART: They say I want attention if that were true then they must really love me , because every time they post about how much they ( do not like my blogs that they make a point of reading ) they themselves in fact draw my name back on to the page. rotflmao. Now tell me if you realllllly thought someone wanted attention and you realllllllllllly did not like them why would you yourself provide attention for them by constantly drawing attention to things they write? lol Oh and btw as I have said in the past I will write what I want to, and anyone who really do not like it may feel free not to read it, and all those that do like it thank you and please keep reading.
I bet some people wonder why I do not delete all the negative comments people put on my blogs. That is simple I figure those that are just trying to stir up drama will show themselves for who they really are, and I do not have to do anything to push that along. Karma is the great equalizer.
I had a great day yesterday. I woke up feeling good. I fed the neighborhood birds. It has been so hard on them with the grass all dyeing there are not many bugs for them, so I bought a bag of bird seed. I have been giving then about a cup every day, and with most of my neighbors feeding them bread, they will not starve. After I fed the birds I popped over to my neighbors porch for a bit and talked to her a while, then I came home and had my own breakfast. By then the mail had went and I got 3 packages. I love getting packages it is like Christmas till the bill comes in lol. I got these great folding fans I had ordered , a beanie frog and the present I ordered for my b/f. I then watched some tv, and worked around the house a bit till General Hospital came on. While I was watching it I got a call from a neighbor who had seen some neighborhood kids skulking around her yard. She was worried they may be trying to gather dog poo from her year to throw at houses, so she asked me to see if they were still there. They were but they had moved a bit farther over to another neighbors yard. They were poking around at some tall grass, and I asked them what they were looking for. I told them I knew they did not live there. The biggest one said there was a snake. Just as I was talking to him another guy came down the street on a bike. I could tell he was related to the biggest boy, and he told them to get back up home. I called my neighbor and told her they were looking for a snake and she kinda freaked out. She made her husband hunt it down. I must say when he found it I was surprised it was smaller then a large fishing worm, but she told him to kill it. I figure the kids were wanting it as a pet they had a plastic container with them and most likely the parents would not let them keep it as it is against the lease.
I sat out on their porch for a couple hrs talking to them. Then I came home and got supper before going back out to talk to them some more. I did not have one single upsetting thought today at all. My niece told me when she called me that she thought I sounded great. I told her I feel great. I think all this stay at home and use mask thing is getting to everyone so it had not been a very happy summer, but yesterday was a good day. I just hope tomorrow is just as good.
I got a couple questions for you all. Are people not allowed to change? And If they are not allowed to change or people think that a person can not change, what is the point of all this protesting? I saw a news story on yahoo about a police officer who was label the basketball cop. I thought that was progress, and the next thing you see is where someone dug up a video that was not quite as favorable from a couple years back of this officer. I feel people can change. All you have to do is want to change and you can. I also noticed the second part of that story did not show what happened before the officer arrested the young man ( that he was rough with a couple years before the basketball video surfaced). It seems people are to be penalized for things they did years ago EVEN IF they have changed their way of thinking and dealing with things, and they are trying to do better, people still want to make it seem as though they are the same person they were in the past. It is not always the case. I know because I myself was one of those people that once saw things differently then I do now. All it takes is a real desire to change and you can, but it would seem that some people do not want to see when someone changes. They would rather try to make a person look bad for mistakes they made in the past instead or seeing the changes for the good you are making. So again the question is ARE PEOPLE NOT ALLOWED TO CHANGE IN THIS COUNTRY, WILL YOUR PAST FOREVER LABEL YOU AS BAD IF YOU DID SOMETHING BAD YEARS AGO?
The ironic thing in this all is everyone pledge to make changes in their lives on new years day( although few follow through many people actually make the change) so why is it so hard for people to believe that someone MAY actually make changes their thinking and their lives for the better?
What is happening to this world? Did you all see the story of the 5 year old who was shot in the head and killed by his neighbor? So far the only motive for this adult man shooting a 5 year old in his head and killing him was he had been riding his bike in his neighbors yard. I have had issues in the past with kids riding through my yard and making a path through it, BUT I went and saw the parents when the children did not stop riding through my yard. It is unimaginable to me that anyone would shoot a 5 year old to death for something like that. He ended the child's life and messed up his own life. EVEN IF they find he had something mentally wrong with him that caused this reaction, he will have to live the rest of his life as the man that shot a 5 year old in the head, and killed him. I myself have had really bad episodes of anger to the point I did not know what I was doing, but I have learned to get away from the thing that is stirring it up in me before I hurt someone.
What angers me is some of the comments people were posting about it. It is shocking to me that people think it is ok to shot a 5 year old in the head and kill him just because or the family they were born into. Children have no choice in who their parents are before they are born, and should not be penalized because of where they were born. One writer said it was good he was killed because he was privileged. I would love to know how that person defines privileged. It showed the little boys home on the news and the guy that shot him lived near by in the same neighborhood. The neighborhood was far from what I would call privileged, and even if it was by the writers standards, the guy that shot him lived there too. So my question to the person that made that comment is ( If the child was privileged and for some crazy reason deserved to die because of it, would that not also mean that the guy that shot him was also privileged and should he not be shot too if having money is not a crime?)
I personally hate the way the media is slanting the news to try to imply that one set of people are the victim and another set are the evil ones, when this story is proof that there are good and bad in all. If you are going to make a big deal out of one person getting killed because they are from one group then you should defiantly make a big deal out of EVERYONE that is killed unjustly. I personally think those that are shouting racism the loudest would do well to look in a mirror.
I doubt this shooting was a race thing though EVEN THOUGH the media are building it up that way. The boys own father said he had dinner with the guy that shot his son just short time before this happened and that their was never any problems between himself and the man that did it. The man that did it was reported to have been pacing back and forth on his lawn for a short time after he shot the child. I would be inclined to think he had some kind of a break with reality and was coming down off it when he was pacing round. I think his mind was trying to grasp what he had done. THAT IS NOT TO EXCUSE THE ACTION. I just think if things are looked into closer a more direct reason for the shooting may be found as he did not shoot the little girls or the neighbor that saw it. For some unknown reason his anger was fixed on this little boy.
Today's children have a way of pushing the buttons of adults. It does not matter what color they all, MOST OF today's kids have a sense of entitlement. If it really was about the riding the bike on the yard, could be this child had a habit of doing it and had been told many times not to. Anger will build in a person till it explodes, BUT LIKE I SAID ABOVE YOU GO TO THE PARENTS IF YOU HAVE A MISBEHAVING CHILD YOU DO NOT SHOOT IT.
I think the whole country should take a step back and remember the golden rule ( DO ONTO OTHERS AS YOU WOULD HAVE THEM DO ONTO YOU!) I think I must live in one of the best neighborhoods in this country. We do not have those kinds of problems here. There is hardly ever a fight among neighbors. Everyone says hi to each other and asks how you are doing, it does not matter the color. My neighborhood has many different color people living here together and mostly respectfully. Now here is the ironic part of this I live in government housing( much like the project you can see on the movie the blind side, and most of these hate crimes are happening in neighborhoods that look down on projectors lol I am not afraid to walk my neighborhood in the middle of the night alone. How many of the people that try to look down on the projects can say that?
BOTTOM LINE WE NEED TO ALL LEARN TO RESPECT EACH OTHER, AND TO BE MORE TOLERANT.
There was a man I once knew. The way we met was kind of odd, but we became friends. He was there when I was at my lowest and he helped lift me out of a deep dark place. For years I knew all would be ok as long as he was my friend. In a lot of ways he was more of a brother to me then my one real brother. I am really worried about him now. I have not seen or heard anything from him in over a year, although it was not uncommon for him to disappear for a time, he has never been gone this long without a word. A few years ago we nearly lost him to pneumonia, but he recovered. I am worried with all this pandemic stuff he could have died. There is one person that could tell me what happened to him, but I have not seen her in nearly as long, and I do not know where she is now. I saw on the net she was selling her house, so she could be anywhere now.
The reason I am bring this up is I was looking at some things I kept from long ago and I found his picture. I was going to try to email him, but I found I forgot his email address. It has faded out of my mind, just as the photo was fading. It is sad but I think maybe some day my memory of him may fade to, but I will never forget what he did for me back then. If not for his input in my life when I was emotionally broken I would not be here today. My advice to everyone is : If you have friends that you value do not lose track of them.
This morning I was talking to a friend and we got on the subject of my brother that died 3 years ago next month. My brother and I had some rough times in our relationship, because he disappointed me many times, and I had trouble getting past them. As I talked to my friend today I realized something that I really did not see before. My brother cared more about me then I ever realized. I was telling my friend about the time my brother borrowed a motorcycle and took me for a ride. It was the only time I ever rode a real motorcycle. That memory triggered the time a neighbor had brought his pony to our house, and was giving us all rides on it. I had measles that summer and mom would not let me go outside with the other kids that were riding it. I was 8 and I cried. I had never peen on a pony before and I really wanted to. My little brother was allowed and I did not understand mom was trying to protect me. My big brother told mom to put a coat on me and he would take me for one ride. Picture this mid summer and there I am on the horse with my brother and I am wearing a winter coat, but I got my ride. Then there was the time I was afraid to walk to the bus stop for school I had to leave at 6 am and it is still dark in the winter then. The walk was a mile and there were no lights on the road, so every sound I heard scared me. Mom told my brother I was scared and he went to his truck and brought me in a flash light. I still have that light. And there is the story I told at his funeral about how he used to stand between me and the wind when it was cold outside to try to block it off me when I was in first grade. He also would carry me when the show was deep. It is funny how one or two cases of hurt feelings can totally block out the good things someone did for you, and it is only after you lose them that you realize how good they really were to you, and it was only your hurt feelings that kept you from seeing it before they died. The only good sided of this story is my brother and I were starting to get close again not long before he died. I think if he had lived we would have been back to where were were before I was 7. Up till I was 7 I thought my big brother was the greatest guy in the world. I even wanted to grow up and marry someone that looked like him. Problem is the only person I ever found that looked like my brother was our first cousin and I am just not THAT hillbilly lol.
My advice to everyone is if you are fighting with your brothers or sisters try to make peace, because you really do not know how much time you may have left to do it before it is too late. Then all you will have is memories and possibly regrets that you did not do it when you could. One of the last times I saw my brother before he died I was setting in his living room, and he came up behind me and squeezed me softly on my shoulder like he used to do when I was a little kid to let me know he was around. I turned around and smiled at him he got one of those grins like he would get when he was really happy. It is nice to have a few good memories to replace the bad ones , but I wish he was still alive so we could be making more memories. Well I got to go now his grand daughter is going to be here in about an hour to take me to an appointment, and I am not ready yet.
treat I have found this year is one of the best things I have ever had. You can find it at Walmart. I really cannot tell you the
flavor of it. It says natural flavor, but I know once you try it you will want
more. You will want to read the ingredient, because there is a couple things in
it some may be allergic to, but I am not. It is a very natural product, and it contains
70% and 8% calcium, and 4 % potassium of the daily value of vitamin d on a 2000
calories diet. It dies gave 27 g pure cane sugar which is a little high, but it
is ice cream so you should expect that. I discovered something interesting
about this product. Before I bought the first bag I had been having trouble
with my stomach. After I ate the first one my stomach began settling down. The
product makes not statement that it will help anything this is something I
discovered for myself. I think it may be the cinnamon in it that helped my
stomach. I know it has been known to work against bad bacteria in the stomach.
The down side of this product is there are only 6 in a package, and if you like
them as much as me 1 bag will not last you a week lol. You will need to look closely to find them in
the ice cream cooler as they blind into the things around them. I had to walk
the coolers 2 times the other day to find them, but it was worth the effort. I
hope you enjoy them as much as I did. Just remember if you have an an allergy
to nuts soy or cinnamon you may not want to try them as there is a possibility
for all 3 to be in it. Be sure to read the ingredients and if you can enjoy