Walking the talk

Obama part deux: Okay i have so much to say i hope it makes sense. I'm going to break it down. What i was trying to say yesterday was that I think Obama  should just apologize: He should not try to defend what he was "trying to say" and he should apologize for what he said. "Your actions are so loud I can't hear what you're saying." And if he really wants to touch them where they cling then he should repent, he should realize his humanity and show it to all. Even if he didn't mean what he said, deal with the reality of what went on, he forgot where he came form for a second. If he admits his humanity they will feel respected and forgive him, then he takes the power from Clinton. You see, people can only get you when you havea wound to attack a weakness that they can exploit. In my humble opinion if he really isn't an elitist the way to be with the people is to act like one.  He should break the tension by respecting how much it bothered them. Its only the ego that blocks someone from being able to see another.  And how many people have we seen take themselves down because of their own ego. All everybody in this world wants is to be seen, heard and respected. Think about how this takes affect in personal relationships. This reminds me of my favorite episode of Sex and the city. Carrie had just moved in with Aidan  and she  came home from work freaking out, she yelled (i paraphrase) I can't take it,. your always here i need some space when i come home from work. I need at least an hour by myself. He looked up from his book and said "o.k" and she went into her little bedroom pulled the curtains closed and lied on the bed for a about two minutes. Then she came out and sat in his lap. All she needed to know was that he saw her. And, and, and, my favorite story of all time is , my friend had gone out with this guy  for years and he always wanted to get married and she was too scared. As she approached 40 she thought she should get married so they did. On their wedding night she was freaking out (I paraphrase) "i can't wear this ring it's making me feel trapped!" and her fiance said "put it in your pocket.' I LOVE IT he didn't say "how could you do this on our wedding night?" He knew it was her fear, he didn't make it about him. It is the responsibility of the person in power to lead by example.The emotions behind what Obama said and the emotions of the white working class in Philly definitely clashed and if he wants to be a leader,and he needs them in order to accomplish that, he should show them some respect. He should follow the words of the great Dr. King. "If there are five steps between you and another you should take 3."

Everybody's an elitest

I cannot believe how much emotion plays in the way we live our lives today. Emotions that play out in some of the most important decisions we need to make for the continuing survival of this planet. I watched Obama and Hilary during their compassion forum on CNN Sunday night and then watched my boyfriend Charlie Rose last night. The topic of discussion was Obama's comments on The white Working class in Philadelphia. I paraphrase, but he said something about them being bitter and clinging to their religion. I purposely left out the rest because it seems the line "cling to their religion" is the one that the Blue collars are clinging to.  Funny they don't mind bitter. Clinton is calling him and elitist and saying the she and john McCain are the only people in the race that care about the "real concerns of the poor." There are many problems with that statement, the first being that Clinton and her husband are rich a hundred times over and McCain is Married to a very wealthy woman. Obama on the other hand, was raised by a single mom. Hmmmm..... His $ has come his supporters; even the smallest donations have made it possible for him to campaign instead of spending his time raising money. Hilary took a chunk of her own money and put it into her campaign.  Maybe Obama slipped up, maybe he forgot where he came from I mean after all the word poor has such a negative connotation. Which brings me to the the second problem with that statement which is that the white working class do not consider themselves poor, nobody wants to be called poor. Obama left himself open to the attack because he strayed away from his center.   And Hilary keeps referring to the "poor" which is essentially being an elitist herself.  So everybody is just reacting and defending rather than owning the truth and dealing with it in an honest way.  The blue collars defend against Obama saying clinging to religion instead of looking at the facts. Which actually proves his point even further. I dont' know who said it, but the term was Religion is the opiate for the masses. I am blue collar and i personally suffer from the same problem that is maifesting here. I have meany times heard many many words that could have helped but only hung on to the one that was negative and in turn made a deciison about a person that had nothing to do with reality. And in turn hurt myslelf. It's verry complicated because first of all there is such a negative connotation to the word poor, and it hits people emotioanlly and as I watch Hilary talk abouthow we need to help the poor my insides scream How???? we can't solve a problem until everyboyd gets off thier high horse and tries to really change things........ We are taught when we are children that there are three things you never talk about in public. Religion, politcs and money. WHY?? The shame is what is keeping us all opressed. I'm not saying that religion is not helpful i'm just saying we should question things more. For me personally i was taught as a catholic that "if you think its a sin" that was pertaining to bad things. As and adult i ask why didnt' that work on the positive side. If you think good things they will happen. I am not putting anyone down by asking that question i'm actually empowering people. I'm askign a wuestion that can actully broaden the scope of how we think I'm adding to instead of taking away.  If everbody in this counrty were less scared and asked more questions we could get somewhere.  Hilary and Obabma are just reacting at this point. They are taking away from something that could be positive . UMMMMMMMM OUR FIRST BLACK OR FEMALE PRESIDENT. They are tearing each other down and potentially paving the way for the republicans to take over the White House.  They are going to try to get the blue collar vote now but once they get it, the blue collars will go back to church and they will go back to being elitist and nothing i mean nothingwill change.  You can say what you mean mean what you say and don't say it mean, You can stand up for something without taking someone else down.  Clinging to one thing is he exact thing that leaves us all vulnerable to be taken advantage of. If we're busy over here being bitter about one word then they can do what they want over there. There is nothing morally wrong with being poor its a social issue.  But if we keep our eyes down in shame they or our noses and eyes up in the air so we don't have to see the ugly we are not lookign straight ahead to the future.......... More on this tomorrow..... I have to go see tony bennet:)

we're so white

I am lmao right now. I wish i had a video camera so i could documnet the exchange between myself and my friend Nancy.  I am sitting working on my computer and she on hers. All of a sudden i get and email from a gentleman named Curtiss. He says that he wants me to come to Chicago because he wants to rack with me. I ask Nancy, who is younger than me, what that means and she says he wants to play hide the salami with sue z c. And i say "no" then i go back and forth, is it rack? in the rack or in the sack?" at which point Nancy's sighs and says go to urban dictionary., where we find that Curtiss indeed wants to rack with me which means play hide the salami. Curis needs to take number because there is a long line at that deli.

Fear of Flying equals

 a fear of success for me. It feels exactly the same. I want to control it,  I want to keep in the air, I want to keep it from crashing. I want a direct flight.  I dont want any turbulence. I don't want delays I want the service to be impecable. I want first class. I want a pillow, i want to sit by the exit sign so i can get out quick.  I want to be completely comfortable so i have no fear suspended in the air like that.  All my life i have had this dream about a plane not being able to take off or it takes off and lands right away. I have had success in my life before but, I coudln't feel it and i think because I couldnt feel , I couldn't sustain it.   My Past kept creeping up and pulling me down, or my interpretation of the past.  It felt like everytime something good happened something bad would happen. And because i believed that, I manifested it; or found eveidence to make it appear true.  I unconciously decided not to have any good things happen.  But that didnt work either because i had created my own living grave. I was doing nothing, for fear that something bad would happen. Then i was stuck with the dilema of not being personally satisfied, so i had to learn to dig out my past and let it go.  I had to realize that  Good things were there for the taking all along but i chose not to pay attention to the bad. I had to ask my self honestly how am i going to fly if i can't let go?   A plane cannot take off if there is too much baggage right?  Or it takes off and crashes.  I thought I was supposed be able to let go of all my fear but  But a plane doesn't  completely let go, you have to have a sound info structure to hold you. I tried surfing last summer and i was so freaked out by the strap you had to put around your leg. I almost didn't surf because i thought it would get in my way. I overcame my fear of the strap and got on my belly and rode the wave for a few minutes until a wave hit me and i tumbled. My surfboard went flying but not far because i had it attached to my foot.  I felt like a million bucks all day because it felt so good to let go and  to come to terms with the strap around my leg.  I realized that thing that i thought was getting in my way, was the exact thing that was making it safe enough for me to surf. I GET IT!!!  Flying isn't always comfortable but the rewards are amazing because it gets you to a different destination than when you started.  Fear is there for a reason and you can use it in a healthy way to support your flight. Feel the fear and do it anyway!!!!!!!!

Its tax time and i regress

Hi everybody sorry for the delay we switched servers and i couldn't figure this thing out:) Anyway, I had to mail my taxes this morning and  i nearly had an anxiety attack just from licking the envelopes and, this is the first year I'm getting money back in about ten years so you would think I would be happy. But try as I may i couldn't calm myself down. I made it to the post office with my book and my ipod fully expecting to have to wait for hours. Low and behold there were like 4 people in line. I was psyched. So i went to the little counter with all the labels like a big girl but when i got there the slip i needed wasn't there. The panic got worse, my chest tightened my breath shortened because i knew what this meant: i was going to have to ask an United States postal worker for help. I could feel myself shrinking as i walked up to the window. The woman i approached was waiting on another woman and i politely said "excuse me."  She let out a blood curdling scream that practically knocked me over. NOT NOW!!!!!!!! So being the scared little child that i had become in the four minutes since i entered the post office i scurried away. I went to the inquiry window, where there was a slick Italian guy standing with his shizziil all spread out on the counter. I politely said excuse me to him, he grunted and oh so nicely let me poke my head around him to call for another postal worker to help me. This postal worker told me i had to ask one someone at the window. I politely told him that i had tried to do that and she yelled at me. He told me to meet him at window 10 in a few minutes. Oh i forgot to tell you i had this guy holding my place in line the whole time. Finally i got the slips i needed (which are proof of mailing which is much cheaper than return receipt.) They i walked back to my place in line and again i heard another blood curdling scream "next and only if you're ready" I had only filled out two of my slips at this point but i wasn't going to forfeit my place in line because by now the line had grown to about 30 people. So I walk up to the window to literally one of the nastiest human beings i have ever come across.  She screams, "one at a time!" and throws the first one at me. All of a sudden i remembered that i was a grown woman and not a child, that i was standing there on my own two feet and i felt a strength well up in me. I let it drop and then give her the evil eye and ask "Is that mine?" she knew what the f*ck i was talkin about. It's a respect thing. Dontcha know she handed the other four to me properly. Then as i was leaving I said "have a nice day, I hope you feel better" and that's when her neck started bobbing "what are you talking about I'm fine" and i was like "really hm?' and  i walked out.   Let her sit there and stew and wonder what i meant. You see in the past, i would've gotten into a whole thing with her and let her dump her aggression on me cause believe me she was just waiting for someone. Either that, or i would try to save her by being all nice but this time.... I showed her who's boss, i was like mam you left a package on my doorstep and it needs to be returned to sender.

Paying for poverty

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