Adult women dancing in bodysuits on a public stage is apparently very offensive to some Americans. Not even Shakira and Jennifer Lopez are above the scrutiny of super bowl fans. Monday morning quarterbacks all over Twitter were appalled at JLo and Shakira’s Super Bowl half-time show.
Did JLo and Shakira Super Bowl halftime show offend you?
The whole world is freaking out that JLo and Shakira took the stage dressed in unitards (what most dancers in the world wear when performing. Have you ever seen a ballet?) and gyrated to Latin flared pop music. Oh how the mighty have fallen. So bizarre to me because these prudish, middle class, moms (more…)
This has been an awful week and now the Krim children have been brutally murdered by their nanny. I am emotionally and physically spent. The events of the week have usurped me of all that I had to offer. I had planned on writing something light and funny today but his week was so devastating that I had not one but two Throat Punches and, to be honest, I could have had a dozen. There is just so much horror in reality these days. I read about no less than 5 children who were killed this week or whose bodies were found and it scares me to death, and it makes me afraid to raise my children in this world.
The latest tragedy, as many of you have heard, is that of the Krim family.
By all accounts, Marina and Kevin Krim were living the dream. Good marriage, good life, and great kids and then something went terribly wrong. A horrible person did a terrible thing that has changed the Krim family forever. My heart is breaking for these parents. I can not even write words to convey what I am feeling for them. I’m not rehashing the gory details of what happened to the Krim family last night. That is not what this is about. What this is about is the fact that there are so many parents losing their children, in so many different ways. Children are killing children and children are being murdered by complete strangers and even by loved ones. We never know who we can trust. But as parents, we do the absolute best we can for our children. We love them and we hope they grow up. And we pray that they turn out okay.
I wrote this week’s Throat Punch Thursday post about what happened to Autumn Pasquale at the hands of Dante and Justin Robinson. I expressed my sorrow at what had happened to this child, my sympathy for the mother of the boys who committed the crime and empathy for what she had to do in choosing to do the right thing and turn her boys in. I certainly think the boys deserve to be punished. They killed someone’s child and I expressed that very openly in my post and then I read the Facebook comments. I was shocked and appalled at how people were reacting. In a moment in time when two sets of parents had lost their children, when the world needed to show compassion and sympathy, the comment section showed blind hatred, judgment and racism and,quite frankly, ignorance and now I read that people are speculating and judging the Krim family in their darkest hour.
People are making these same blind judgements with half the facts and little to no compassion in the Krim case. Leave them alone. Pray for them. They are in pain. These parents lost their children. Life has been irrevocably altered and shattered for the Krim family. The grief of losing a child is deadly. It makes you want to stop. It makes you want to die with them. You are not in your right mind. You are forced to grasp at the only shred of normalcy that you can find because you will never be normal again. You are now damaged and your heart will forever be wounded beyond repair. It doesn’t matter how or when you lost your child, this wound is the same. You are broken. So, o all the assholes out there saying..”check out your nannies more thoroughly”, “Spend more time with your kids” “be a better parent.” I say, Shut the fuck up to those people! Because anything any one of you are thinking of blaming on these parents of these children, they have already thought it. They have already tried to find reason in this horrible thing, where there is absolutely none. They did the best they could. We can not protect our children from every single thing or crazy person that the world throws at us. Try as we may and believe me we all try. This could have happened to any of us. We can not control the world.
So tonight, I am not asking for throat punches or revenge or punishment or a pound of flesh. I am asking for prayers for parents, for peace in their heart for the courage to carry on when no parent should have to. Pray that their children’s souls are at rest. Pray for the family left behind to suffer the wound, that they may someday once again know peace in their hearts. Pray for a better world to raise your own children and pray for the strength to know better than to pass judgment on parents who are in so much pain that they can barely breathe.
Tonight, my prayers are being lifted up in the name of the Krim family and if you are of the praying kind, I hope that yours are too.
Guess who’s Pregnant! ~ Lately, it seems, everyone that I know is pregnant. Everyone. It’s like it’s in the water. This, in turn, means that everyone and their mama is asking the Big Guy and I when we are going to have another baby. People, I know I was the absolute picture of pregnant. I know that I had that pregnant glow for what seemed like forever and I realize that the Big Guy and I make damn cute kids. Damn cute! It’s not being dramatic to say that they are quite possibly the cutest babies that I’ve ever seen, it’s stating a fact. So, I see why everyone keeps asking when we are getting pregnant again. I do. I really do. But that’s a personal question. It’s like asking a woman when she’s going to get her shark week next. Seriously, it is. It’s no bueno. Plus, it’s an uncomfortable question to be asked when out and about or at an unsuspecting family function ( a wedding, ahem) or a random dinner with friends (you know who you are). Tidewater Physicians provide obstetrics & gynecology services for new soon to be mothers, get a check-up from them if you’re expecting.
Can You Believe who’s PREGNANT?
No one is safe from this kind of badgering. I mean it’s come from strangers, passersby to long time friends who I’ve actually had long drawn out conversations with about this very topic! The Big Guy has taken to saying ” Oh NO! We are done!” Somehow, this hits my ears and is transformed, Chinese telephone like, into “Hell NO! I am never going near that stretched out, herpes (*Disclaimer: NO I DON’T have the Herpes, this was said for effect) infested, black hole again! EVER! NEVER! I HATE BABIES!!!” ( of course, this is shouted ( in my head) for effect.) I, on the other hand, coyly answer with a sheepish smile, ” I don’t know. I think we may be done.” then I add a wink for posterity. Because, I love me some babies and let’s be honest, I don’t like other people making decisions for me about anything. Plus, really, it’s nobody’s business. But the Big Guy and I have went round and round about the answering part. I have actually been very offended by his response, even though I have no intention of having another baby at this point. I mean, I am seriously, 99.7 % sure that I don’t want another baby. I may be asking my sister’s to borrow theirs, or encouraging my brothers to have some but me? I think it may be time to close down the baby factory. Make things a little more fun and a little less function. Know what I mean? Still, people will ask.
Are you going to get pregnant soon?
Not if I have anything to do with it! But see, that’s not a nice answer and it could probably be offensive so I have thought up a list of alternative answers that the Big Guy can give as I don’t like the implications of the current answer.
Yes, we are going to start trying to get pregnant… Just as soon as the Publisher’s Clearing House people ever show up with our check they promised.
Yes, we are starting in 5 minutes, can you please leave. We’d like to at least copulate in private.
We were going to get pregnant but then we found out that we are related and it would just be too risky to be my baby’s uncle daddy.
Yes, she’s ovulating as we speak. In fact, I should go.You could be making us miss our only chance for having this baby.
We plan to get pregnant as soon as the the older two can wipe their own asses.
Yes, Santa is bringing us a pregnancy for Christmas.
We were going to get pregnant but we decided instead that we’d like to sleep again in the next couple of years.
We are going to get pregnant, the absolute second that I can carry the baby.We are looking into it.
We will not be getting pregnant, we’ve decided that we don’t like children.
Hell yeah, we’re getting pregnant. I can’t keep my hands off that hot biatch!
Her uterus fell out when we had the last one, we can’t get pregnant again. We’re looking for a surrogate, is your wife available?
Uhhmm yeah! We’re going to beat those damn Duggars!
We were but then my wife remembered that it’s really painful to go through child birth and would rather have all of her fingernails pulled out and her eyelids cut off, since she won’t be sleeping ever again anyways.
We are..as soon as there is no more racism, sexism or homophobia in the world.
My wife just found out that she’s allergic to sperm, please back away from her with any sperm wielding appendages. (*credit to Casey @ MooshIndy)
What’s the best answer you’ve ever given a space invader when they’ve asked if and when you were going to get pregnant again? Please leave your suggestions on how the Big Guy and I should answer next time someone asks. Can’t wait to hear your creative suggestions. Do you think it’s okay to ask someone something so personal? Why? Why not?
Speaking of being pregnant, today I am guest posting at Moonfrye about the Things I wish I knew before I became a Mommy. Would love it if you could stop by and leave some love.
In the simplest terms, regarding higher education, affirmative action (which stemmed from the civil rights movement in the 1960s) is the practice of considering a student’s background characteristics such as race as a factor in deciding whether to admit an applicant. This is typically referring to admissions policies aimed at increasing the number of black, Latino, and other minority students on campus. This is really important to me right now especially because I have a daughter who is beginning college in the fall and I want her to see diversity everywhere.
This is done so that colleges and universities can factor race into the equation when considering who to admit. This is not a free pass for minority students, it is a part of a holistic approach that reviews every aspect of an application, including grades, test scores and extracurricular activities.
The fact of the matter is that even though I believe that all people are created equal, not every one of us were dealt the same hand in life. Our experiences are very different, and race plays a huge part in how our experience plays out. Whether or not English is your first language matters. Ignorant, racist predispositions that society holds tight to are holding minority children back from evolving and succeeding in the United States.
Regardless of how many “woke” people want to say they don’t see color, they are the minority and worse still, in many cases, they only don’t see color when it’s easy or convenient or doesn’t affect them directly. I’m not blind to race or skin color. I was raised to see the differences, embrace those differences, and appreciate the differences. We don’t all have to look and believe the same to deserve human respect. We don’t even have to be friends for me to respect your humanity. You still with me?
The bottom line is that the goal of race-conscious admissions policies is to increase student diversity, in order to enhance the educational experience for all students. It’s a counteraction to white privilege. Schools also employ recruitment programs and scholarship opportunities intended to boost diversity, but the Supreme Court litigation was just focused on admissions. Remember a few years ago when there was a scandal about celebrity parents paying their children’s way into college? Yeah, see, minority children don’t do that. They can’t do that. We have to work for it. We know that education is the great equalizer and to be educated is to have power so we are determined to do our best.
To be completely honest, when I was a teenager applying for colleges, I hated the thought of affirmative action. Not because it wasn’t for me. Nope, I was the exact kind of kid it is meant to help. I was a very smart, capable, involved, first-generation student from a blue-collar family who worked my ass off to get into my top choice schools. I did it. This little freckled Mexican got into Harvard and every other school I applied to.
But I never ticked that fucking “Hispanic” box, not even once. I refused to because I didn’t want all my hard work being diminished and reduced to charity by some ignorant asshole who was jealous that I got accepted and he didn’t. I didn’t want people saying, “Yeah, but you only got in because you’re Mexican.” No bitches, I got in because I’m really fucking intelligent, and I worked twice as hard as anyone else I knew. Yeah, I’m humble too.
My pride made me lose out on scholarships that I could have gotten had I just checked that box. But I couldn’t do it. I’m still paying for that mistake, literally. I refused to let anyone think I needed their charity. I was just as good as any middle-class Caucasian student only my skin wasn’t alabaster, we lived pretty close to the poverty line and my dad’s first language wasn’t English. But how could I, at 17-years-old, accept that as my destiny? I couldn’t.
You can only live for so long hearing that “Mexicans are coming over here stealing all of our jobs, living on welfare and not paying taxes.” In my house, none of that shit was true. We were taught to work hard for what we wanted. In fact, if I’m being completely honest, that is pretty much across the board for us Latinos, at least for every Latino I know.
We are not taught to take handouts. In real talk, most of us would rather starve than take handouts. We don’t take your jobs. We take the jobs we earn and deserve, and, in some cases, we even take the jobs that most won’t take because we’re taught from birth that family is everything and hard work is honorable. So, with no shame at all, we put our heads down and do the hard, back breaking work to feed our families because that is the point of everything.
When I heard that the Supreme court overturned affirmative action, I was conflicted. But, I wasn’t surprised at all. After the events of recent years and the blatant racism that plagues this nation why would I be shocked that SCOTUS did this not so covert microaggression against minorities? The more I thought about it, the sadder I got because what a boring and unseasoned life we would live with no diversity?
Our Gen Z and Alpha children, they truly don’t give a shit about color. They see it and they respect it, and they move the fuck along. My daughters don’t discriminate against anyone because of the color of their skin, their religion, their sexual orientation, their pronouns or birth gender. My children don’t care who you love or how you celebrate that love. My girls, they judge you on your character and even then, they let it go. They believe in second chances and know that people are fallible. They choose joy and love over hatred. They make better choices than the generations that came before them and they move along. If you try to challenge their beliefs, they’ll hear you out but if you’re wrong, they will stand up for what is right and what is fair. All this to say, I hope these children stay this way and change the world.
I think affirmative action still needs to be in place because minority students are still getting passed over and shut out of colleges and universities across the country. Look, my children have had the good fortune to go to the best private schools and have every privilege there is to help them achieve their dreams of university and a career. They have choices. My girls also have upper middle-class parents who paved their way. They want for nothing. They have resources, 3 meals a day, a refrigerator full of food, air and heat. Comfortable beds and don’t have to worry about things like translating for their parents or figuring out where they’re going to get money for school lunches or clothes. They have a stay-at-home mom with 3 Master’s Degrees who makes her own rules and chooses her collaborations. They have the life they have because their father and I worked tirelessly to give them that life because someone gave us a chance to work for our dreams.
But that is not what my childhood was like. I did have to worry about where I was going to get money for lunches, books, clothes and field trips. When I was growing up, there were six children raised on a factory worker’s salary and a stay-at-home mom’s love. When I went away to college, no one helped me. I had to pay my own way. As a 17-year-old, had to figure it all out. I had no support system, and it was very difficult for me. But I still made it. I went hungry sometimes and sometimes the cultural differences between inside my home and outside made me feel like I was from a different planet. In retrospect, I realize that I had to work twice as hard because my situation was different from the middle-class Caucasian kids that I went to school with, which is not their fault, but it wasn’t mine either. Being different shouldn’t be a character flaw.
Being a minority in the United States means being born with stigma and shame because the majority will make you feel like you are less than, no matter what you do. Affirmative action was an attempt to level the playing field. It wasn’t perfect but it was something and some kind of effort is better than none; if only to make us feel like we are seen, and someone cares enough to hold their hand out to help us up. It’s not a handout but a hand up. We’re not about stepping on the majorities back to get to the top. It’s about us all starting from the same point and being afforded the same opportunities to compete for opportunities, despite the differences in our skin color. That’s what affirmative action is about.
There was one weird exception to the conservative Supreme Court majority’s decision ending race-based affirmative action in higher education on Thursday: military academies. Apparently, using race as a factor in admissions to military academies can “further compelling interests,” Chief Justice John Roberts wrote.
The distinction suggests that there could be value in using race to diversify some American institutions i.e., the U.S. military’s officer corps but Roberts’ overall decision says loud and clear that it would be unconstitutional to do so at public and private colleges and universities.
I feel that the U.S. government is sending the message that they don’t mind our minority children dying in service to their country in the name of equality and justice that they can’t even fully receive themselves. By the same token, they can’t be afforded that same luxury at the collegiate level. This sends the message to minority parents that the U.S. government finds our children to be disposable and unworthy of educating. I call bull shit. Don’t tell our children they don’t deserve your help to better their situation while simultaneously telling them that they are perfectly okay to die for the same country, that refused to care whether they lived in poverty and ignorance.
According to Huff Post, Liberal Justice Ketanji Brown Jackson wrote in her dissent, “The Court has come to rest on the bottom-line conclusion that racial diversity in higher education is only worth potentially preserving insofar as it might be needed to prepare Black Americans and other underrepresented minorities for success in the bunker, not the boardroom.” What the fuck America? What the actual fuck?
Affirmative action is about equality, that is it. No one is trying to out do the majority, we just need our kids to get a fair shot at achieving the same things in life as everyone else. What are your thoughts? Do you think affirmative action in schools is a good thing? Or is there something more progressive or maybe even more effective for leveling out the collegiate playing field for all students?
Do you watch Blackish? We do. It’s one of those shows that we watch as a family the day after it airs because simply put, we can personally relate to many of the topics of the show but none more than this week’s episode, “Lemons.”
In 30 minutes, Blackish brilliantly covered everything that I’ve felt in the past 2 months about the election. Some of it, I’ve said on here before and more recently, I’ve gone quiet because I’ve been processing. I’ve been preparing to keep on fighting for equality. This fight is nothing new to me as a Latina woman, and if you are an African American, a member of the LGBTQ community, a person of the Muslim or Jewish community, disabled or any minority for that matter that was looking forward and hung all of our hopes of equality on a white woman, you know exactly what I’ve been feeling.
In retrospect, I guess we were all a bit naïve. We got cocky and complacent and we thought Hillary Clinton had it in the bag and she was the change/ the chance for true equality that we were all waiting for and maybe we put that on her because she was a white woman. Maybe somewhere deep down inside we felt like we needed permission/ confirmation of our equality from a Caucasian. How ironic is it that white women are the very exact ones who failed us at the polls?
We’re equal. We’re human. We don’t need anyone to make it alright. It’s a fact. Just like no other candidate can make us less than. Our President-elect may think we are less than he is but it’s simply not true. We are all the same. I don’t need him to give me something we already have the privilege of being born a human being.
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about race lately because things just got a lot more in your face. The other day I watched Birth of a Nation and I cringed at the thought that any human could treat another human like that. It, quite frankly, broke my heart. I watched it with my 11-year-old daughter and we both just sobbed at the inhumanity. The thing is that wasn’t very long ago.
Then, I watched Loving. In case you are not familiar with the story, it’s about an interracial couple, Richard and Mildred Loving, living in Caroline County, Virginia in 1958. Richard Loving, a white construction worker, fell in love with a local black woman and family friend, Mildred Jeter. Mildred gets pregnant and overjoyed, Richard asks her to marry him. Knowing that interracial marriage violated Virginia’s anti-miscegenation laws, they drove to Washington, D.C. to get married.
But soon, sheriff’s deputies raid Mildred’s home and arrest the couple for violating the anti-miscegenation law. When Richard points to the marriage license, the sheriff curtly tells him that it has no validity in Virginia and takes Richard and, a very pregnant, Mildred to jail. Richard makes bail but then is not allowed to bail his wife out. She is forced to spend the weekend in jail, pregnant and in her nightgown and robe because the government of Virginia refused to recognize their marriage.
They plead guilty to breaking the anti-miscegenation law and are sentenced to one year in prison. However, the judge suspends the sentence, on condition that they couldn’t return to Virginia together for at least 25 years. The Lovings moved to D.C. to stay with a friend of Mildred’s but return to Virginia so their first child, Sidney, can be delivered by Richard’s mother, a midwife. Arrested again, they are cleared when their lawyer says he erroneously advised them they could return.
From there, the ACLU got involved after Mildred sent a letter to Bobby Kennedy asking for help with her situation. In 1967, the U.S. Supreme Court decided in the case of the Loving v. Virginia, which finally invalidated state laws prohibiting interracial marriage. That was only 50 years ago.
In 1972, my Caucasian mother from Virginia excitedly went to tell her grandfather who had raised her that she was marrying my father, a Mexican, and his answer was, “You may as well marry a n*gger.” I never really understood the weight of that comment until I watched Loving.
My great grandfather disowned my mother and she was heartbroken that he couldn’t accept the man that she loved. We never met that man because she wasn’t going to expose her children to that kind of hatred. I’ve only been taught and ever known, in my heart, that everyone is equal. My parents taught me that. But not so long ago, even in my own family, prejudice ran rampant and divided loved ones forever.
Prejudice is nothing new to most of us. Now, it’s just less covert but it hurts either way if I’m being honest. Nobody likes to swallow their tongue why someone else berates and belittles them and we shouldn’t have to. I wish we could do more than change the laws to ensure equality but actually change people’s hearts so that they saw us as equal because until that happens, we are not treating the cancer that is prejudice, only the symptoms and truly, that’s not much.
I guess what all this was about was to tell you that you are not alone in your feelings and if you don’t believe it, watch Blackish the episode “Lemons” you can catch it on Xfinity, HULU or the ABC App. I have no affiliation with these companies, other than paying for subscriptions, I just really think you need to watch it. You’ll see that you are not the only one thinking these things. You are not the only one terrified, depressed and saddened by the unpredictability of the upcoming term.
But please, stop complaining. And don’t be afraid because I know many of you are and who can blame you. But sometimes doing the right thing has to make you be braver than the fear. We’ve got work to do and the whining and crying is just pointless. It’s like worrying, there is not purpose to it. What helps is doing the work. Fighting the injustice. Making your voices heard so we don’t keep ending up here, in the worst fucking episode of Groundhog Day ever. We can do it. Yes, we can.
If you are disheartened by the election results, what are you going to do about it? How are you going to work to change the situation?
I’ve been biting my tongue on this whole border/immigration issue but this…this is too much.
I am saddened and embarrassed by what has become of our borders and immigration laws. What happened to “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door.” ? Was it all a bunch of bullshit? Was there a statute of limitations on how long that rang true?
Well,I’ve seen this story in print and on video and any way you slice it, it makes me sick. First, of all, depending on the source this kid was either 14 or 15, he was small, and he was with a group of other individuals who may or may not have been smugglers or smuglees. The agent may or may not have been male or female. I guess its all a matter of who is telling it and how they want to spin it.
From gathering the evidence, I’d say it was a kid who was being an asshole with his friends. They started throwing rocks ( not wielding rifles or machetes) at border patrol, very infantile and stupid, but not a crime punishable by death. I love how the video says that the agent was surrounded and then mentions that many border patrol have sustained head wounds from the rock throwing that goes on at the border. How ironic, she could have been hit in the head by a rock but instead he got a bullet through his brain.
I am NOT condoning these kids behavior and I suspect that FBI Special Agent Andrea Simmons was scared with rapid fire rocks being hurled at her head while trying to contain a suspect. Who wouldn’t be? I, myself, would have been scared shitless. But if the border wasn’t in such a shitty way these days, things wouldn’t have escalated and this agent wouldn’t have been so mentally on high alert. The whole immigration situation is ridiculous. Who in the hell thinks its punishable by death to try and find a better way of life for yourself and your family?
I understand the whole, do it legally argument. I agree, but sometimes desperate times call for desperate measures. If your children are starving in a third world country you do what you have to to get them out of that situation. This country was founded as a refuge for immigrants; a safe haven for those in search of a better life. Now, we decide to change the rules?
Now, we decide its OK to shoot some Mother’s child simply for trying to gain entrance? I don’t understand how we can live in a time in history when it is alright to shoot immigrants HUMAN BEINGS for minor infractions of the law and to kill all the animals in the ocean with an unstoppable oil spill. Who’s running this circus? Are you really telling me with all that we can do and all the technology we have, we can not get along,respect our fellow man, or our planet? I think we all need to take a step back and examine just what kind of people we want to be? What kind of world do we want to be a part of? What legacy do we want to leave on the history books for our children?
Should breaking the immigration laws be punishable by death?
Today, marriage equality became legislation nation wide. Today we got one step closer to human equality.
According to the Oxford dictionary a Human Being: A man, woman, or child of the species Homo sapiens, distinguished from other animals by superior mental development, power of articulate speech and upright stance.
That is all it takes to qualify us as human beings.
This is what differentiates us from the animals. It does not say that there are varying degrees of human beings. Man, woman and child homo sapiens are all equally human. Not one is better or more superior in mind or make up because of race, creed, color, religion or sexual preference. We are all, at our core, human beings. If everyone accepted that, the world would be a more peaceful and beautiful place to live.
I am a 42-year-old, heterosexual, Latina woman which in the eyes of some make me less than. I am nearing middle-age, I am first generation Mexican-American and I have a vagina. Old, brown and vagina to some. But not to me. To me, I am the strongest woman you will ever meet. I don’t stop and I don’t even believe in the word can’t. Nothing is impossible. Your underestimation of me, of anyone, is your problem not mine because I will prove you wrong every damn time. I’m the underdog and I have nowhere to go but up. Be prepared to fight because I won’t give up and I think that is how most minorities feel.
This morning, I wrote a piece at Latina.Mom.me about Donald Trump’s racist statements about the Mexican people and South American immigrants. He said Mexico is not sending it’s best and those Mexican immigrants that come to the United States are criminals, rapists and drug lords. That pisses me off. I am personally fucking offended.
Maybe he should read a book because, in case he missed it, this country was founded by immigrants. This country was built on the blood, sweat, tears and backs of immigrants. Immigrants from Mexico and South America are no more criminal than the immigrants who landed on Plymouth rock, in fact, maybe less so. My ancestors didn’t murder the Native Indians.
Most of my family were immigrants; none of them were rapists, drug lords or criminals. Most of the people fleeing from South America are coming to provide better lives for their children. They are good, hardworking people. They are victims of their circumstances. They are running from the drug lords. And Mr. Trump as you talk of building a wall on the Mexican American border to keep Latinos out, just remember most of the area you want to build a wall around, once belonged to Mexico. They didn’t land on the border, the fucking border landed on them.
Then I see the news about Dylann Roof, white racist guy who decides that it’s his personal right to go kill a bunch of innocent African Americans at church. He just walked in there like he was an exterminator and it was his God given right to murder human beings because he does not feel that their life is equal in value to his because they are black.
Let me remind all of you racist assholes who share this twisted mentality; Americans brought the Africans to the United States as slaves for free labor. The Africans were stolen from their homes, separated from their families, raped, beaten, humiliated and dehumanized before they were worked to death in the fields like animals. They were treated as disposable labor and property, not people. I’ve actually heard people in the south tell a black person to “go back to Africa!” Are you kidding me? They didn’t want to be here in the first place and now you tell them to go back? African Americans are Americans and bottom line, they are human beings. If you can’t treat them as such, maybe you should leave? The people of color are having a bad week. This has to change, soon.
But thankfully, today one injustice was undone. Today marriage was made legal across the country and no one can refuse anyone that right to be married. The world we live in changed for the better today. It’s not just about a wedding and a party with the person you love, it’s about the right to be seen as a spouse in the eyes of the law. It’s about being able to share insurance, be one another’s next of kin, be at the bedside of the one you love because you are legally seen as family. It’s about not having your entire life undone on top of losing your partner. It’s about being free to love and live as a family unit. It’s about parental rights and medical say so. It’s about humanizing the homosexual community.
In response, one middle-aged white man, Rick Scarborough, a christian fundamentalist and former southern Baptist pastor, threatened to set himself on fire if Supreme Court ruled in favor of same sex marriage. I ask you , does anyone have a match this asshole can borrow?
In other news, have the country is threatening to move to Canada to escape the marriage equality hell in a fate of the United States, apparently this morons know nothing of world politics because Canada has had legalized same sex marriage for a decade.
The bottom line is that all of us, the weak, poor, huddled masses… the browns, the blacks, the Jews, the trangendered, the homosexuals and those of us with vaginas we are just as human as the middle-aged white men who hate us with such fervor that they want to see us eradicated from their existence.
Today is a day of celebration. We have made one tiny step for human equality. Let’s keep fighting and remember that we all deserve the same, respect and rights because we are all equal in our humanity. Today, love wins! Today, the world became a better place for our children.
