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Lifelong Politicians are the enemy

Photo credit Chicago tribune This is the election of the stubborn incumbents versus the fresh voice of  millennial. Micheal Jordan needed another team before he realized that he had lost his step despite Kobe Bryant ushering in a new era. No one will ever take away the flame that was “His Airness”. The G.O.A.T.! The man built a dynasty twice over. Kobe Bryant studied Jordan, even stuck at his tongue at times. I have never read where Bryant stated that he was better. These stubborn politicians refuse to pass the torch. They refuse to relinquish their portion of “The Machine”. These old politicians have become so comfortable in the quasi-position of power that they truly believe nobody can do the job better than them. It’s time for these old, self-serving people to go. Your voice was needed at the time that you were elected. No credit is being taken from you, but as you continue to travel this journey your legacy is tarnished. Most of you are eligible for social ...
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Peace Be Still (A Requiem For Grandma)

January 6, 2009: A few people ask me if I am doing okay. My grandmother just passed a few days ago on January 2 nd . We, her grandchildren, called her grandma, my grandfather called her Cat, short for her name Catherine and others like her sister from Mississippi called her Poochie—to this day I do not know where that name came from. I remember as a child my mother trying to explain it to me and I remember still feeling frustrated from the explanation. So, I left it alone. My grandmother’s dark complexion and staple long, jet black hair, the gold tooth in her mouth, her optimistic attitude about life, her strong Christian belief, her unselfishness and her ability to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders with so much grace makes it hard for me to come to grips with not seeing her ever again. I am doing as well as can be expected and hiding the pain better than could be imagined. I’ll never get to taste her sweet and spicy dressing at Thanksgiving. No more Oxtails and be...
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Bye 2017!

I don’t know about you, but this year kicked my ass! I went through real-life, adult-type shit. From losing a relationship to questioning my whole existence. I experienced the entire kaleidoscope of human emotions and the happy moments were fleeting. I know a few people that feel the same way. I also heard stories of complete triumph, engagements celebrations, babies being born and graduations. My little brother even pledged Alpha Phi Alpha. I don’t discount these tales, but I’ve heard more stories of emotional discontent, depression, identity crisis and the desire for acceptance. This is for these people. Breathe. Inhale while counting to 10. Hold counting to five. Release while counting to five. Repeat in cycles as many times as you need. You made it; albeit tattered and worn; bruised and bent; battled tested while holding on to what’s left of your fractured psyche. You made it nonetheless. Now it’s time to re-frame the story. You were tested...
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