After our enjoyable visit at the National Gallery it was time for our appointment at The African American History Museum.
National Museum of African-American History & Culture
Definately an amazing museum and wonderful addition to the Smithsonian, this museum is worth the visit. Still being the new kid on The Mall it was packed and tickets hard to come by. We enjoyed it immensely, but we will make a point to come back at a later date when it isn’t so crowded and can be enjoyed as a Museum of its caliber should be. I know they have a lot of people waiting to get in and that tickets are limited in number, but I think they could do better limiting the number of tickets issued to an even smaller number.
Contemplative Court Waterfall Fountain
The Contemplative Court Waterfall Fountain was worth the trip itself alone. Overwhelming. Fearsome had some tears to catch as I began to sob. Cleansing.
Jackie Robinson #42
Fearsome had more tears to catch as I choked up over Jackie’s jersey. One can see the faint reflection of Fearsome’s San Diego Padres hat in the glass just above the shoulder to the right of the Jackie’s face.
Jackie Robinson is truly an inspirational man of honor. Integrating baseball was not an easy task. Jackies strength was in his own personal restraint and self discipline. Fearsome highly recommends the movie about Jackie’s life. The movie is simply “42”. Jackie is one of Fearsome’s heroes.
I fuckin’ love Macklemore
NYC police officer standing up for human values. May many good people follow his lead. He inspires. He calls himself Huge Fat Loser since he chronicles his weight loss on the internet. He is a winner.
“Take them to jail. How dare they try to save their own healthcare. Why don’t they just get a job?”
Apparently senator Mitch McGreed and his staff have no use for free speech, differing opinions and for those pesky disabled people who stand to lose their healthcare.
“Off with them ” The Senator and his staff say …
If you aren’t rich Mitch McGreed, nor his staff, wants to see or hear from you. In fact if you aren’t rich they don’t give a damn about you, except for taking away your safety net so they can give it to the rich.
If you give a Fuck about yourself, your fellow humans, your children, or even the Fucking planet we live on…
Contact your senator by clicking HERE
and then click THIS to contact your congress representative
and don’t forget your governor by clicking this BUTTON
This country is no longer the leader of the free world, but just another place for the rich to park their money and look down their noses at the poor … pity.
There is no mistake that Dolly is one of my many angels.
I’ve known this since that time I first ever remember hearing her voice come from the lone single rear speaker of that AM radio in the back of my mother’s white 1967 Buick as dad drove us through darkness along the back roads of Tennessee. That night we were en-route to visit mom’s family out in cotton country along the mighty Mississippi.
Dolly was singing her ‘Jolene’ that long dark night. I can remember the warmth, care and love in her voice as if it were yesterday. I’ve loved her ever since. I know to my core she loves me too. That’s just Dolly. She is pure love.
Dolly Parton, Peace Train.
I needed a tissue. I have hope.
Decency: noun /di-sen-si/ behavior that is good, moral and acceptable in society.
I believe in living a good, decent and moral life. I believe in leaving behind better than I found when I leave, not only any place I go but also this life and this planet when I leave. I believe in doing good. I believe in truth, honesty and integrity. I believe in respect. I believe in kindness. I believe in sharing. I believe in caring. I believe in humility. I believe in love. I believe in helping. I believe ecology. I believe in character. I believe in education. I believe in equality. I believe in humanity. I believe in oneness. I believe in decency.
What do you believe in?
Today I find that a familiar tune from the past is ringing in my ears. A year ago who would have ever thunk that this fabulous Jimmy Somerville diddy would suddenly become relevant.
Well Juanita it has.
This musical inspiration has suddenly become relevant again. It is a tune of inspiration out of oppression. Thus we are getting it down from the shelf, dusting it off and shaking our cute little tushy about the house. We are warming ourself up to get up, get out and stand up. Stand up for honest human values.
You go Jimmy. Get us up, get us going!
Don’t ever let us forget.
Read My Lips
Jimmy Somerville 1990
When one of us is oppressed we are all oppressed.
We’ve stood up for what was right before …and Juanita we ain’t forgot how!
Enough is enough is enough is enough.
Due to unfortunate circumstances the need for a Hero is now upon us.
Is it not time to realize that the Hero we need is us? All we must do is stand up, speak out and help our fellow man. Do right. Stand up. Act.
Support justice and support journalism.
True correct journalism is needed now more than ever. Free news is not news.
Subscribe to good journalism. Why not good upstanding news papers online or in print? Just this week we subscribed to The Washington Post. Give it, or another, a try. Let’s us put our money where our mouth is.
Let us speak out, speak justly, speak truth and speak with love. Love for our fellow man.
There is no black, no white, no brown, no yellow, no gay, no straight, no Jew, no Christian, no atheist, no Muslim, no gender, no anything other than HUMAN.
Hero. Be one.
I just stumbled upon this quiz on a UC Berkeley website called Greater Good in Action. The quiz helps to identify your tendancies and abilities regarding empathy. I scored 96 out of 110 indicating “a high level of empathy in general.”
If you are so inclined to find out more about your own empathy or want some good reading on the subject check out their quiz right HERE.
I like that I’m somewhat empathetic. I value empathy. I wish to cultivate more of it in my life.
What are yours?
No seriously, take a moment. Meditate. Contemplate. Visualize. Solidify. Strengthen.
This is a big election. It’s a big election in every possible way. It’s a big election even in the size of the California ballot. My Ballot was two pages each 18 inches long and double sided. Initiatives and candidates totaled 41 votes.
I’ve read and reasearched all of them. I made the choices that resonated not only with me, but what I feel was best for our community and what would best benefit our environment. I feel as the species that was gifted with the abilities that we have we are also given the biggest responsibility. My belief is that the biggest resposibility that befalls us is not only all of our fellow inhabitants of the planet but the planet itself. I believe that the greatest wealth is the sharing of wealth. I believe that a society is only as good as it treats those who are the weakest among said society.
Only one proposition left me in such a dilemma that I had to break out the Magic Eight Ball. Seriously. California’s Proposition 64 which would legalize recreational marijuana use tore at me.
Being a sober man I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve smoked a lot of pot. A lot. Pot wasn’t my drug of choice, booze was, but I always had it around. When I quit drinking I didn’t throw my pot out, but I never picked it up again either. I decided to be sober period.
I know that prohibition was more harm than good when it came liquor. I know that marijuana laws cost the state money. I know that legalizing and taxing pot would increase our states coffers. I don’t truly believe pot should be illegal. That all being said I don’t really believe that making it more available helps society overall nor as a sober person do I desire to promote more use of intoxicants. However I know from my own use that the laws did not stop me and that it was very easy to get. Very.
So I asked my dear Magic Eight Ball that I keep on my coffee table for important life decisions such as this one. “Dear Magic Eight Ball, should I vote to make marijuana legal in California?”
Wouldn’t you know that of all its answers I got this one:
I cracked up. Reply Hazy…LOL.
Oh how I remember those days!
I’ve got that sunshine in my pocket
I’ve got that good soul in my feet
The future is female. …it’s about time!