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Sunday, June 21, 2015
As an elected official during the period when MIssissippi voted on their state flag, I remember the arguments and the apathy very vividly.
I remember Rip Daniels and Jim Giles traveling to every public hearing...
I remember the Sons of Confederate Veterans reminding faculty and students at Jackson State that the people supporting the new flag lived in gated communities...
I remember the chairman of the Appropriations Committee being offended by the original design submitted by the State Flag Commission and the chair of said commission offended by the Magnolia Flag...
I remember the meetings, the rallies and the commentary of the masses broadcast on local and international media...
And then, most importantly, I remember when it was all said and done, the flag vote was the worst statewide turnout in this century and in recent decades...
The tragedy in Charleston has brought this issue back to the forefront again, along with a myriad of other issues. I have never been a proponent of keeping the Beauregard Flag in the canton corner of the Mississippi State Flag, which officially became our flag again in 2001...
However, I do remember two prevailing sentiments that I believe still rings true in the minds of Mississippians: "That flag doesn't determine how or where I work and live" & "Changing a piece of cloth doesn't change the hearts and minds of men."
Those two arguments alone will prevent any change to occur, and unfortunately the death of nine African American Christians by the hand of a delusional young man who thought his act of terrorism would spur a race war in America, will not move the needle in a different direction.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
The title of this blog is the zip code I grew up in. My family has resided in that zip code for over 50 years. During the time I was there, 60620, primarily the Auburn-Gresham community, was a working class African-American neighborhood with a myriad of thriving businesses.
It was the initial home of Operation Breadbasket (now Operation P. U. S. H. ) and The Final Call newspaper. Off and on, the Capitol Theater entertained us, whether it was the Ali-Foreman fight or "Enter the Dragon". We would shop at Franks or Walgreens, get our field trip hoagie sandwiches from Taurus Flavors and have our Little League parade down 79th Street.
The grown folks had places like the Sandpiper Lounge to entertain themselves, when they weren't taking care of us or working and we had choices for haircuts, check cashing, church and even funeral services.
We always believed in our little part of Chicago that we were relatively safe, unlike the West Side or further south. Obviously that is no longer the case. I recently read an article that stated the zip code I grew up, thrived in, developed friendships in, is now the most dangerous zip code in America. In the 32 years I have been away from my former home, something dramatically has gone wrong.
St. Sabina Catholic Church was an institution in that community and continues to be under the stewardship of the dynamic and controversial Father Michael Pfleger. The church, under his leadership, has become a symbol of defiance toward the violence that has permeated this beloved community, and those in leadership, who have not done enough to curb it, including the previous Cardinals of the diocese. Because of this defiant spirit, St. Sabina has also become a beacon of hope for many of the constituents of 60620 during these perilous times.
The alderman that currently represents that area is David Moore, who I only know through Facebook and news clippings. He grew up in the Englewood community and attended Simeon Academy, just like one of the city's current sports heroes. Based on what I have read, and the fact he was re-elected recently, I'm prone to believe Alderman Moore is in tune with the pulse of the community and he is eager to do his part to stem the tide. I'm too personally disengaged to determine whether he has the capacity to do it, but as someone with working knowledge as to the level of responsibility public service demands, I will give him the positive benefit and not doubt it.
These two individuals have now developed a conflict over the church holding a block party. Sounds trivial but the backstory is fascinating.
Spike Lee has come to my home zip code to do a documentary about the escalated violence there. The working title is "Chiraq", a moniker created by the local media to sensationalize the crisis that has unfolded.
As expected, Father Pfleger has become a central figure in this documentary. Therefore the aforementioned block party was going to be a part of the film. Alderman Moore refused to issue the permit for the block party because he, and several other constituents, objected to the working title of the documentary.
Pfleger supporters are calling Moore a sellout and Moore supporters are calling Pfleger a shameless opportunist. What I see are two men who are proud of this community. One wants to bring attention to the crisis and instill hope. One wants to regain the positive tradition of the community and protect it from being further besmirched.
Meanwhile, people are still dying and suffering. A once thriving community is in a full fledged crisis. And the people are craving leadership that leads to solutions.
Whether the block party is held or not won't solve the problem. The documentary itself won't solve the problem. Most importantly, a feud between leaders in that community won't solve the problem.
It will take a strategy that will involve many partners, religious and secular, private and public, to eradicate the genocide, improve educational and economic opportunities and uplift a once proud community back to its rightful place. Neither Pfleger or Moore can bring those partnerships to bear single handedly. They must work together.
Then maybe 60620 will return to the days I remember, where children were safe, hopeful, and eager to make a world even better than that they had experienced. Now that would be worth having a party about.
Monday, June 1, 2015
I thought the big story of the day concerning Caitlyn Jenner was going to be the Vanity Fair cover shoot. But later I saw a tweet from Star Jones that read:
So on July 15, 2015, Caitlyn Jenner will receive the Courage Award named after one of the most courageous men ever to play professional sports.
It doesn't seem fitting to me. Star is probably right about Arthur smiling because he was a contemporary of Caitlyn when she was known as Bruce Jenner, one the greatest athletes of our generation. But as for the criterion for the award, I believe Caitlyn falls short of the mark.
Had Caitlyn made the change just a mere decade ago, I would applaud ESPN for their courage in bestowing such an honor to someone who made such a decision before acceptance was an option. Caitlyn was a contemporary of Renee Richards, a fierce tennis competitor as a male and and as a female, but Bruce, while battling what would be his ultimate decision to follow Richards example, never came forward with visible support of Richards as his star was shining the brightest.
Instead, Caitlyn waited until the children Bruce fathered were grown, his star had arisen again due to the reality show craze, and the temperature of the culture had cooled considerably concerning LGBT issues, before going public with his struggle.
The award is named after a man/athlete that battled racism face to face on and off the tennis court. It is named after a man who refused monetary incentives to play in a country that practiced apartheid. It is named after a man who publicly and gracefully battled HIV/AIDS which he hoped his personal struggle would bring the awareness needed for research in combating the disease.
Caitlyn should be applauded for making the decision best for her, to be comfortable in her own skin. Caitlyn should not be ostracized, nor should her accomplishments as Bruce Jenner be diminished. However, I don't think Caitlyn is Arthur Ashe, nor should she be the recipient of a courage award. The times are different and maybe that really is a positive statement for the society as a whole.
Maybe America should be awarded instead for taking yet another step toward tolerance. Nonetheless, congratulations Caitlyn.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
I am an angry man. My mistakes based on my anger have been documented. I am working every day of my life to keep my anger from becoming rage. Through counseling and spiritual guidance, I will succeed.
Knowing this and dealing with this leads me to this observation: Ray Rice needs help. He doesn't need a NFL career. He doesn't need a multiple-million dollar contract. He doesn't need endorsement deals. He needs help. And he needs to be open to that help.
You can criticize the wife if you want for staying, just remember you are being judged for your actions as well. I just pray her level of discernment is in tune with her level of forgiveness. I know that I have benefitted from that grace in my past and I believe that Ray will as well, but only if he gets help.
TMZ is what it is. If you are a public figure and you make a mistake, TMZ will obtain the video. Welcome to the media of the 21st Century. Stop blaming them for doing what they do to everyone. Instead, pray for Ray Rice to get help.
The NFL is a business. Business looks good, everyone looks good. Business looks bad, person(s) responsible suffers bad. Did they drop the ball and then fumble it some more when it hit the ground? YES!
Should we have expected that from a male dominated, machismo, misogynistic sport?
YES! But the economics of the female sports fan in America will straighten that out. Meanwhile, continue to pray for Ray Rice to get help.
Having seen the video myself, I can draw one conclusion: this is not the first time he has done this. If Ray Rice gets the help he needs, hopefully it will be the last. Ray Rice got paid well for being aggressive on the field, and now he is not getting paid because he was aggressive off of it. That is why even more so now, he needs help.
Bottom line: Mr. Rice, from one angry man to another, get help. Then take life one day, one moment, one situation, one decision at a time. I'm praying for you.
Friday, July 18, 2014
#1: As someone given the privilege of public service and the respect of being a voice for the African American community during that time, I am deeply troubled with the equation that handing out taxpayers' dollars makes you a "known commodity" (translation: ally) in our community. Just my opinion: you cannot appease me, or thousands of other African Americans in this state, by making sure certain worthy causes are earmarked for federal funding alone. To be a true ally, you have to stand with us on the issues that matter, that created those causes in the first place. For example, there wouldn't be a need for a Jackson Medical Mall if there was not a major disparity in health care coverage. There wouldn't be a need for HeadStart if the educational disparities in our public education system weren't perverse. Take a public stand on the issues the people, to whom you so actively courted, give a damn about. Introduce or, at the very least, vote for legislation that will uplift those constiuents. Maybe then they will be empowered enough not to depend on such earmarks. Maybe then you will earn the distinction of ally.
#2: Maybe they would still be having a memorial service tomorrow for Mrs. Ruth Helen Harrion, but if the members of the Jackson Police Department hadn't failed to perform their sworn duty Tuesday, we probably would be more focused and supportive of their efforts to bring the killers to justice, rather than be saddened, disgusted, and doubtful of any positive result. When you are in public service, as a first responder or an elected official, one has to remember that human lives hang in the balance with every decision or indecision, every action or inaction. Chief Horton is to be commended for being accountable for what transpired, but I pray that this is the last time a Chief of Police for the City of Jackson has to ever have that type of press conference. A pizza delivery driver goes away when no one responds at a door, not a Jackson Police Officer. A telemarketer hangs up on a call, not a 911 dispatcher. To protect and serve, a simple four-word phrase that carries with it an awesome responsibility. When that phrase is not treated with the highest regard, when people think all they are doing is just working a job, tragedies happen. The lesson in this "teachable moment": take the oath you swore to uphold before God seriously and respect the opportunity to serve with the utmost priority, because lives hang in the balance.