The Needs of the American people

Name calling, finger-pointing, what happened way back when, your spouse shady past, I will, you won’t, your bad, I’m good, lets play a game of show and tell, smart, dumb, rude, polite, pretend, fake, family values, no values, …………… This sums up what the Presidential election had been like.

We the people deserve to be represented by a President who will not play politics, but understand the seriousness and importance of being elected to a high political postilion means to serve for the common good of the nation. Being  the President should not become a personal agenda, or another notch  on an individuals political belt; nor about making history ( Hillary) and proving that anyone with money ( Trump) can run for president. Our nation is in crisis, we are faced with terrorist attacks, natural disasters, homelessness, high unemployment, racism, classim, and war.

Hey, I have an idea, the candidates  should  spend their time and money  coming up with solutions to real life problem then they wouldn’t  have time for the MUG SLINGING.

What Say you?

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Family Matters?

Dear readers,

Please bear with me, this post is a little longer than I am accustomed to writing, I believe that what I have to share will be beneficial to someone.

A few weeks ago I was invited to Sunday dinner at the home of the Evans family (family of five, three girls plus mom and dad) Ms. E is an old college mate, she didn’t finished college because she got married and started a family. I was excited! Being single has its pros and cons, one downside is eating alone. Anyway, I arrived at 2 pm with a bottle of wine, flowers for Ms. E and crumbs cupcakes for the girls to have after dinner.

Mr. E. greeted me at the door and quickly disappeared upstairs to the bedroom. After hugging the girls and chatting for a few minutes, me and Ms. E settled in the kitchen, opened the wine and proceeded to catch up on life.  An hour into my visit my excitement went from 10 to 0. I was looking forward to a family day, you know the old fashion way families use to spend time. Playing games, laughing and talking over dinner and then maybe a movie with popcorn to close out the evening.

What I got was the girls in the living room engaged in their electronic devices, there wasn’t any talking, no interaction between them, they sat staring as in a trance at their I pads, and their ears were plugged up.  I sensed Ms. E’s embarrassment about the situation, so she justified their behavior by saying that Mr. E has been working long hours during the week, and on the weekends he likes the house to be quiet.

Ms. E and I stayed in the kitchen drinking wine, chopping, cooking and talking. After a while reality set in Ms. E wanted company. She craved someone to talk to, she was feeling lonely and disconnected. There came a point during the period before we ate dinner that the youngest child become restless, she was told by Ms. E to go and play quietly in her room. She was sent to play in her room alone, instead of remaining in the kitchen with us.

The other children were woken from their trance by Ms. E. to set up the table. At 4 pm, Ms. E called Mr. E to the dinner table, by this time the youngest child had fallen asleep, the father said leave her to sleep, Ms. E did not protest.  It took a moment to get out plates filled and for a conversation to start, but it wasn’t a meaningful conversation. The girls answered my questions with short response, and Mr. E mostly talked about how much over time he was doing, and Ms. E kept asking everyone did they want more to eat. During dinner the youngest child woke to join us.

After we ate, Mr. E excused himself to go and full the vehicles up with gas for the coming week. I helped Ms. E cleaned the kitchen, put the food away and to set up coffee and the cupcakes for the girls, they ate a few bites and asked to go to their rooms to watch a show on the Disney Channel. I stayed with Ms. E for another hour and said my good byes at 7pm, there was no Mr. E in sight.

I went home and got out my old family albums and spent time remembering the good old days. I called Ms. E letting her know I got home safe and thanking her for the dinner. I extended an invite for her and the family to have dinner at my house the next Sunday. What I didn’t tell her was that I was going to invite some of my family members so she can experience what a good old fashion Sunday Family Dinner is supposed to be.

Family bonding is important.

What say you?

 

Dying to be Perfect

Dear readers,

” Is Cosmetic Surgery Worth the Risk?” Rebecca  Ganzak reports about the high cost and dangers of cosmetic surgery. What’s unique about her article is the increasing rate of teenagers ( boys and girls) under the age of 18 getting corrective surgery. Ganzak provides information about how parents are contributing to this trend by financially supporting their children’s desire to have cosmetic surgery.
Ganzak’s asks a question: ” Why do common issues like body image and self esteem among teens  result in the drastic measures of under going the knife?” This is important to talk about because as adults, we understand the maturing process will cause changes to teenagers bodies and minds. Therefore, it’s the parents responsibility to explain to their children, how each person’s body develops differently, and to help them to understand that what society deems as imperfections in their appearance is not correct.
Children under 18 or above do not fully understand the risk associated with going under anesthesia, and the complications that may arise after cosmetic surgery. For these reasons, parents should seek positive means to help their children develop a healthy self-esteem about their bodies, and other physical features that they may be unhappy with.
Taking the unnecessary route of cosmetic surgery in order to help teens develop the perfect body image, based on society standards of the ideal body type is not worth loosing their life.

What Say You?

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http://www.alligator.org/opinion/columns/article

Rebecca Ganzak, March 27, 2008

Sugar is Sweet

Dear readers,

Have you noticed that we live in a society were labeling people or situations have become common place, and  also used to stereotype people and their behavior? With that said, Lets talk about ” Sugar Daddy’s.” There are many websites dedicated to matching young women ( sugar baby’s ) with older ( geezers) wealthy, horny men: who claim to need the companionship of a women without the pressure of having to establish a relationship.

At this point you might be turning your nose up in disgust, hold onto that thought there is more.

There is an increasing number of young women of all ethnic background who are willing becoming ” sugar baby’s,”  number one reason, yes, you guessed it the money$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ they are given that allows them to experience a better quality of life, compared to women their age who toil at building a career and collect a pay check that uncle SAM dips his hands into.

This ” Sugar baby” life style comes with, lavish trips, tanning on yachts; buying Prada, Vuitton, Gucci, Diamonds, Ruby’s,and drinking Cristal, Moet, and Dom Perignon for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Wow! all that just for spending time with an old, wealthy, lonely man. Hmmmmmmmm

What Say You?

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Gold Diggers

Dear readers,

” There is gold in them hills”

The phrase “Gold digger” used to refer to a time in history, when people rushed from all corners of the earth, to the hills of California with the hopes of discovering gold.

Nowadays, ” Gold digger” is aimed at women, mostly black women, who  go in search of men, who have acquired wealth, to either use as a “sugar daddy” or to trap these men into marriage. And in the case of divorce these “Gold diggers” can continue to live in the life style they have become accustomed.

Question? Why should women be ashamed or be shamed by public opinion because they desire to have a man who is able and willing  to support her in the manner that she desires.

Confession… I wished I’d paid attention when it came to financial security, when I said, ” I Do” to my ex-husband, who left me in $20.000.00 debt I worked two jobs to pay off. I made the decision to listen to my heart, while he went for my pockets. Next time around, I’m keeping my pockets closed, my financial business to myself, and  my eyes and ears open.  Lesson learned “Gold diggers” don’t only come in the form of a women.

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