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Hillary Clinton: Ride and Die Chick

Offline I encounter folks who are convinced Hillary is corrupt.   When I ask how they say things to me such as emails, Vince Foster, White Water, 1994 Crimes Bill, and welfare reform.    I look at the folks wondering where they keep the tin foil hats.   I’ve been down with Hillary since she said, in my view, bake your own effing cookies.   She was my girl.   I didn’t need to know anything more.   Well until this year. I decided to learn more about her, purchased one of her books.   Bill Clinton said something at the 2016 DNC that made me wonder if there was more in Hillary’s bag than hot sauce.   He stated she lined the drawers in Chelsea’s dorm room.   I said to my buddy offline, “I think Hillary is Black.”   She laughed at me but I presented to her the facts as I see them from afar.   ·         She is the breadwinner in the family ·         She made 100K out of 1K ( dollar out of .15 cents) ·         She told her husband he would get a job(“get the fuck out” may

TBH or Confession Session #1

When I started this blog I was highly pissed with the media using lies to create discord in USA.   Rush Limbaugh had White men afraid of anyone darker than the blooms of a magnolia tree or who didn’t have a penis.   I watched White people in Mississippi be manipulated into voting for a government that would fly the Confederate battle flag while robbing them blind. The generational hatred these people carried was disproportionate to that carried by Black people in Mississippi, if you consider who was in chattel slavery and swinging from trees like pecans in the Fall.   I saw fear and hate selling but solving nothing.   Mike Brown and Trayvon Martin were still living but would soon be victims of the fear mongering.   The death of Mike Brown hit me very hard.   I saw his murder for what it was, a return to the time when due process of law was denied for Black people in America.   As a Black woman, with children who can be challenging, I was hit hard with a deep seated fear that I w

Trump is a Leech

I shall start my blog posting storm with an easy one: Trump is a leech. It is fitting Jazmine Sullivan’s ‘Bust Your Windows’ is on rotation on my Amazon Jill Scott Prime station as I flex a few muscles to write what every “Intellect” rush to his or her keyboard on Friday to write.     The song reflects the emotions I feel about the “sudden” GOP outrage.   Disclaimer: I am writing from the low-brow.   If you are seeking stats and shit this blog posting isn’t it.   Donald Trump for me has been nothing but tabloid news since the 80s.   He has never been anyone I followed or about whom I’ve read extensively.   I’ve read more about Bat-boy than Donald.   What little I read of him over the years did lead me to give thanks he was a NYC issue.   His divorce from his first wife pretty much put him in the “Done” list.   His first bankruptcy added the column of “Con” beside his name. When he announced his run for the presidency by attacking Mexicans, I added “White Supremacist” as anot