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Something In My Heart

portrait of a group of teenagers sitting on the sidewalk (15-17)

Okay, so I’m a music lover. I think in lyrical terms. The title of this blog comes from a Michele’ (pronounced me-shel-LAY) song of the same title. I’m feeling that way right now. I just finished a Power Point deck that has been in my heart and on my mind for a while now. It’s geared to inner city teens and is my humble attempt to impart some wisdom I’ve accumulated in my several decades here.

I grew up in the inner city. For several years we lived in the Pruitt-Igoe housing complex in St. Louis. I was a smart kid, so I learned early on to watch and learn from other people what and what not to do. I was the middle child, so I saw numerous examples of what not to do. But my cocoon of a home saved me from some of the wretchedness of what was going on outside of the walls of our apartment.

Anyway, sometimes the things you need to be told to get a good start off in life you don’t get told. Crucial support/information/examples may not be easily available when you’re poor or working class in the city. Somebody has to tell them these crucial rules. I volunteer. No child left behind, remember?

Innercity Rules

SMDH!

TrumpSmdh! Can you BELIEVE the Donald?! I always knew he had issues-hair, ego, marriage, etc. But I really didn’t see the Hispanic hate coming. Did you? As I listened to the crap that he passed off as a speech declaring his candidacy, my mouth literally opened in a silent ‘Oh no he didn’t!’ He knows how to build big fences-really?! Hispanics are all rapists and murderers-really?! I’m rich-no kidding. Smdh. Sigh.

Okay, public service announcement: Rich does NOT mean smart. Rich does mean that one feels that they can freely express prejudices without care. Rich means buying elections (thanks SCOTUS). Rich could mean inbred. Just saying.

I said it before and I’ll say it again-the Republican candidates are like a bowl of granola-fruits, nuts and flakes! I’m willing to start a support group-Citizens United Against Trump. Who’s with me?

What Happens When the Supreme Court Makes a Mistake? PACs vs People 

supreme courtThe Supreme Court f****d up when they changed the campaign contribution laws and made PACs legal status the same as real people. The election sales in America started that day. Get your politician here – but you can only shop at this store if you have a half a billion or more in spare change. That leaves me out. What about you?

I can’t stand the fact that a good number of politicians push their donor’s concerns rather than their constituents issues. Peep the play. This is how and why abortion and voters rights are being eliminated. Some big money grip donor/dictator decided that he’s entitled and should get his way on whatever issue he wants.

How can we make them put the genie back in the bottle? Why can’t Supreme Court justices be punished for being  gravely wrong? Why can’t they be impeached?

Why Women Should Be Mad As Hell!

Let’s chat. I’m mad as hell about the death of abortion rights around the country, and other women should be, too. Just to set the record straight, I’m pro-choice. That means I should actually HAVE choices.

Let me date myself. I grew up in the 70’s. Women worked long and hard to get the courts to uphold our right to abort an unwanted pregnancy. It was one of the major victories of the decade. I remember being elated, as it meant that I would not have to get ‘stuck’ with a pregnancy I didn’t want. Women felt like we were finally getting our due – birth control and abortion. Yippee ki yay!!

Fast forward to today, where most abortion clinics have been closed, abortion has become a dirty word, and this has been done largely by men. Men. Men who don’t get pregnant. Men who, for the most part, don’t bear the day to day, 24/7 job of raising a child. And it is a job.

Women should be mad as hell! I know I am. My body is mine, and I should be the only one making decisions about what I can and cannot do with it. Whatever happened to live and let live? Isn’t that the American way? For a woman, making her have a baby she doesn’t want is akin to giving her a prison sentence for life. I should have the choice of when I start a family.

Adoption is not an answer. Too many kids in the system now are not being adopted. Why on earth would we want to add to that? For low income women, forcing them to have babies is just creating more poor people. Why would we want to do that?

I think that if women have to jump through hoops when it comes to reproduction, then men should too. What about those nocturnal emissions? Shouldn’t men be penalized for waste? The subject of semen and semen waste  needs to be discussed on the national level.

Women, peep the play. Losing abortion rights, or the right to choose, is part of the grand scheme (driven by the Grand Ole Party) of keeping women in check in this country. Don’t pay us equally, curtail anything that would allow us true freedom, keep us in a servant state.

Ladies, it’s time for us to take our power over our bodies back. We need to be able to decide what’s good for us.We need pro-choice. Where my posse at? Who’s with me?

Really Rand? REALLY?

So I’m watching Rachel Maddow on MSNBC last night, and I see the story about Rand Paul plagiarizing at least 3 speeches he gave, and then getting mad about it when he got busted. Really Rand? REALLY?

I have had it with these lame losers who want to be the leader of the free world. Every since President Obama got elected, the clowns in DC have been showing their prejudice overtly. No work has been done. They’ve spent 6 years whining. If I whined for ONE year on my job I would have been fired.

America, it’s time to FIRE these slackers and get some people in office who are going to collaborate and get some work done.

Sigh. It’s going to be a long season. To borrow a joke, this presidential race looks like a bowl of granola-nothing but fruits, nuts and flakes!

Stacking Habits

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One of the most effective ways I’ve used to keep newly formed habits is to routinize them, or work them into my daily routine. For instance, I’m a bit of a fitbit freak, so to get my 10,000 steps and 10 flights of stairs in a day, I worked in times in my daily routine that I get it done. When I get to work, I make my coffee, and while it’s percolating, I start stepping, then do my stairs, then reward myself with the coffee. I then take short breaks during the day where I walk around the hotel across the street. During meetings, I wear a headset, so I can mute myself and get up and pace. Pretty soon, my steps and stairs are done.

 

5 Good Things to Do to Get Ready for 2018

I don’t believe in New Year’s resolutions. I used to do it, and understand that for a lot of people it’s a natural fresh starting point. I get it. But I believe in starting fresh as soon as the next minute or day! But I do believe in having 5 decisions about the coming year, as a way to refresh my mindset.

  1. Theme Word: What’s your theme word for the year? Something that you want to accomplish, feel, experience-whatever that it that works for you. (Thanks @MaryGramlich)
  2. Theme Song: Same concept. I love music, so for me, I think of a song that I can reference that will act like a touchstone and bring me back into focus.
  3. One Big Thing: Each year, I decide on one big thing I want to do, learn or tackle. I want to be able to look back and say “In 2015, I did this, and in 2017 I did this.”
  4. Branding Touchpoint: Since I’m normally off at some point in time around the end of the year, I take the time to look at my profiles on the various social media sites I’m on to see if I need to tweak or rework completely. Keep yourself fresh!
  5. Routine Check: I’m a firm believer in creating routines so simplify my life and get things that may have been a challenge worked in so they become routine. Is there something I need to adjust, or a step that I need to drop or change?

I’ve now worked doing these 5 steps into MY routine, which means that I know when I’m going to give those things the attention they deserve. I don’t have to worry about forgetting to do them.

What about you?