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Lisa Ling is not about that quiet-Sunday-evening-watching-TV life!  No she is not!  I had to turn from her piece on polygamy.  Yeah I know people have all sorts of ideas about what happens in polygamist households.  But if you don't know anyone living that life, you probably are basing your opinions on assumptions and the sensationalizing of the actions of a few.

On My Honor

When I was in school, kids with special needs weren't mainstreamed.  In elementary school, there was a classroom for 'special ed' (non-PC term from the 80's), kids.  It was called that back then.  Middle school and high school had no special needs kids.  But when I became a teacher, they were mainstreamed.  I noticed the other kids were anything but mean.  There was one little boy who was legally blind.  The other kids looked after him.  They helped him with his books and basically treated him like he had 20/20 vision.  I never had to check a kid for being mean to him or anyone people might thing would be obvious targets.  I'm not sure how things went outside of school, but the kids were protective of the ones who were different when they were in school.

Past Due Bills

Money is an issue in mating and dating.  Some men have rules on how much they should spend on a first date.  I completely get the logic behind not spending more than $40. However, I think it depends on personalities. I don’t have friends or suitors who have a rule like this–-as best I know. The men I know get offended when a woman offers to pay for anything. For them, being able to provide (be it dinner or security) is their role and very much tied to their pride/ego.

Right Is Right

The rule is: No Snitching.  Without snitching, crimes often go unsolved.  Without solving crimes, crime rates increase, property values decrease, etc., etc.  When even low-level criminals are allowed to operate with impunity, they get extra reckless with their behavior.  I don't live in the hood, but I have before.  I am the person who will report loitering.  I am the person who will report a light out.  I'm the person who will see kids on the cusp of doing wrong and make them carry my groceries to my house.  I am that neighbor!  I do this because I believe if I don't, people get out of hand.  

Ideal Victim

"Either they don't know, don't show, or don't care about what's going on in the hood. They had all this foreign shit. They didn't have shit on my brother, man."

~Doughboy, 1991

In my mind, there is no such thing as a an ideal victim in real life.  In the media though, I don't know.  There aren't enough hours in the day to report every senseless crime that happens.  On the rare occasion where the victim appears likeable, the media is there to report the story.  Some years ago, a college chum was shot to death by an officer as he sat in his car.  It wasn't the first time an unarmed Black man was killed like this.  But what made this unique was that he wasn't some average Ray-Ray.  He had a good story.  He came from something close to 'All American' circumstances.  His story got attention.  

I first heard about this case from MY linesister who is a member of the chapter.  Then this past weekend, I saw someone had posted a link to the story on FB.  When I work up Monday morning, a LS had sent a link out to the story on Yahoo.  How many times do we hear complaints that crimes against Blacks get little to no attention? 

Pissing Contests

This weekend was HU's Homecoming.  I'm exhausted and pretty sure my thumb is sprained.  But I got a lot of fodder. Apparently, I keep meeting people and forgetting.  I turned to shake a dude's hand and he reminded me we have met several times but I keep forgetting.  He really should work on being memorable.  I really need to do better.

Bloggers & The Ones They Love

Last night I had a dream.  I would tell y'all about it but the person whose deceased mother and aunts were in it has probably discovered this blog.  Man, it messed me up.  Dude was in the dream but I was less freaked out by him.  Him momma 'nem, on the other hand, murked my soul.  This woman came back from the dead to speak to me.  It wouldn't be so freaky if 1) she was alive, 2) she was the mother of someone I was with in this decade 3) she didn't bring her dead sisters along for support.  Oh how I want to blog about it.  But I'mma wait a reasonable amount of time between the incident to write about it.  Cus I damned sure wouldn't want him thinking he (and his momma nem) have crept all up and through my dreams!

Rule Book

Remember when I wrote THIS?  Sorry you can't see the comments but the new system, well forget about it. Men People appear to need 'checking' more frequently because there aren't standardized rules for adulthood. 

This isn't about women being shady with men--at least not for me.  We go to dinner and you can never pay the bill?  You always want to tally the bill up to the penny instead of throwing equal amounts of money down?  You want to throw down a $20 bill, say you don't pay for people to get high, and sit back?  Then you are someone I won't go out with or accept invitations from. You don't know the dining rules.

Last Name Game

Today, I'll be brief.  I was watching Kim Kardashian's wedding special.  Yes, both parts.  Go ahead and judge.  *eyeroll*  Whatevs.  *tongue click*  There was much discussion about her changing her last name.  Her mom was dead set against it.  In the end, she didn't change it. 

The Cast of Visiting Uncles

It's Friday Monday.  This weekend all around the country, in nearly every zipcode, someone will be is going out on a date.  And in some of those dates, the woman is single with at least one child.  And some of those single moms have a problem.  Now look, I know I'm borderline barren (Ames, 2005) and all, but some stuff is should be common sense.  But it's not.  This is where TPS comes in.

You Don't Want A Mistress! You Want A Girlfriend!

First, I'm not pleased with the comment situation.  They load slow-ish and I have TWO comment links!  Not to mention they don't have the correct number of comments.  Anyway...

The more I see, y'all, the more stuff I have to blog about.  But as the days go on, I have less and less time. 

For the purpose of this post, let's put aside the official definitions for girlfriend and mistress.  M'kay?

There is this unspoken, but understood rule in some circles.  Men who do well are entitled to a mistress.  At least one.  The women who marry them usually understand, accept, and/or turn a blind eye.  Not until it becomes blatantly public do these women ever make a stink.  Fine.  If they like it, I love it. 

Comcast Doesn't Really Want To Be Great

I don't usually air my shyt out on the blog but I think it's time.  Comcast doesn't want to be great.  They don't value the customers who have paid their bills on time for years!  They don't value the customers who pay for all the channels, phone, and internet service.  Nope! I'd heard stories.  But I'd never experienced it like I just did. 

It started October 1 when I was minding my business watching TV.  The cable went off in both rooms.  The internet was still working.  I called and was told that my service had been disconnected.  The person who put in the transfer order put in the wrong date.  The young lady, who I could barely understand though her thick accent, said there was nothing they could do until Monday.  that wasn't good enough so I asked to speak to the supervisor.  The young lady actually argued with me.  Who argues with a customer?  I was eventually put through to a supervisor who was able to immediately turn my shyt back on.  In an instant. 

In Two Years, This Marriage Expires

It's not secret that I don't buy the idea that you have to know someone for a long time to take the marriage plunge.  What you may not know is that I'm something of a Loophole Lucy.  I figure it I were to go off and marry someone all willy-nilly, I'd just get it annulled if things were unmanageable.   Keep this in mind because I was going to ignore this whole Mexican expiring marriage license thingy. But it was everywhere over the weekend.  So let's discuss.  And if you haven't read about it, click THIS link for a brief article.