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Society’s fork

Eating is the foundation of civilization– well it’s the foundation of my civilization– and the fork is the cornerstone.

The fork allows us to indulge in foods like spaghetti, salads, pastas, pizzas ( for those who prefer not to get their hands dirty) and a number of other family dinner specialties. But is that the only thing we use our forks for? Stories show that pitchforks have also been commonly used in the history of the human species. They were used as weapons by individuals who weren’t wealthy enough to afford better forms of defense, grasped by Satan in cartoon images and held high by mobs rallying to go burn a witch or other unwanted individual. And it seems we still haven’t put our pitchforks to rest.

The National Center for Educational Statistics states that, in 2015, 22% of students reported being bullied during the school year. Now we know the stories of a group of adolescents teasing and torturing one of their classmates out of boredom or hatred only for it to result in a tragic loss of some kind. However, what we don’t know are the stories that veer off the traditional name calling path. These stories are created through memes and other such posts, and are the societal pitchforks we call humor. They seem innocent and harmless, but behind them is a source of humiliation unknown to its audience.

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I ran across this photo the other day. At first glance, it may seem humorous, but ever considered who the person was? Or what they might feel when they saw the photo? Maybe even placed yourself in their shoes? I mean saying “we need to find it and kill it” is pretty strong language. This photo appeared in a Twitter post on June 2014 and ran across my Instagram feed May 2016. If this kid had dreams of stardom, I’m sure this wasn’t his idea of rising to the top.

With an increased population, larger communities and fast-paced lifestyle it’s easy to forget to “love thy neighbor”– let alone defend them– so viral bullying seems like a logical result. But with an increase in all those things, a lack of sympathy for a fellow human doesn’t seem to go along with the scenario. But apparently not everyone thinks the same, as one young lady chose to take it a step further and find the source of the ridicule and share it with friends.

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These kind of photos are passed around daily by teens,preteens and adults without the slightest regard for human emotions. The likes, lols (laugh out louds), omgs (oh my goshs) and emojis encourage their distribution in an effort to gain likes, followers, and advance one’s status by belittling someone else. We can’t allow this to happen. That lol comes at the price of someone’s parent, cousin, sibling and child. You wouldn’t lmbo (laugh my butt off) if it was you, so don’t lol because it’s not. By reporting these kind of derogatory posts, we can begin to eliminate them from our social media and put down our pitchforks.

Peace, love and fairy dust,

Privy Princess

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Posted by on May 27, 2016 in Be Encouraged, Be Pensive

 

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Where Cosmo got it wrong…2015 Trends that need to R.I.P

Where Cosmo got it wrong…2015 Trends that need to R.I.P

Twitter has erupted with the new discovery of Cosmopolitan’s “21 Beauty Trends That Need to Die in 2015”  due to the fact that all the black women included in the article are featured in the “R.I.P.” category or  trends that need to go.  Such categorization has some publicly encouraging the boycotting of the magazine, while others have taken to the social media site with hashtags like #whatitsliketobeablackgirl. Yet my problem isn’t with the topic of categorization but why it exists to begin with, so in response to Cosmopolitan and all those crying wolf over this “problem” here’s my list of Attitudes That Need to Die in 2015.

1. Playing the victim: While racism in this world does still exist, it is important to know how to choose your battles. Sure there are 4 women in this article who are black, and all of them are in the “R.I.P.” category, but what about the remaining 17 who are either White or Hispanic who are also in this category? They aren’t taking to social media and hashtagging their lives away because it doesn’t matter. Sure as a community we have been dealt some dirty hands, but does this article really compare to the Trayvon Martins of this world? I think not. I mean sure Cosmopolitan has apologized, wonderful, but what about the apologies for all the deaths and injustice? Hmmm…crickets. So take a step back, reevaluate the seriousness of situations, and wonder why you’re worrying about the opinions of shrimp if you consider yourself a shark.

2. Discounting people because of race, features, etc.: One important thing I noticed about the Huffington Post article– which brought my attention to this outrage in the first place– is that they continually discount Nicole Richie’s inclusion in the Cosmo list because she is mixed. The same thing occurred when President Obama first took office as the world continually referred to his Hawaiian/White descent and began to discount him as a black man. However this isn’t just a problem in the media but also in our everyday lives. Just look on social media and you’ll see team light skins and team dark skins, team relaxed, natural, texlaxed, Hatian, Jamaican and everything in between. The constant segregation of our community from the inside needs to stop, and we need to learn to embrace and learn from each others strengths and weaknesses.

3. Instigating: Along with those who play the victim every time a horn sounds are those who add flame to the fire by supporting the ignorance whether knowledgeable or not. Take for instance all those who have retweeted others post on the Cosmo article, and of all those retweets all the incorrect information that was spread. Think of all the individuals who may not have taken the time to view the article themselves, but still tweeted about it just because it was trending.

4. Boxing: Now I don’t mean boxing as in self-defense. By all means if you feel the need to learn to protect yourself, as I feel we all should, do so and have fun while doing it. Feel empowered by doing it, but when you’re boxing people into a stereotype, look or any other aspect of someone’s life just because you think it’s not okay I have to stop you. The whole article is based on styles that some secluded group of people says is out of style. Changing my hair color from ombre to some fancy new dying trick should not be something I’m told needs to “R.I.P.” and it definitely shouldn’t be something I’m put down for. Last time I checked, my capability to shave one side of my head did not become more difficult just because a new year rolled around. Therefore I’d appreciate it if Cosmo and everyone other “fashion magazine” could learn that they have no right to tell me how to dress or do my hair. I understand that it’s all a part of the game, but if that’s the case then change the rules because you have a big enough audience to do so. If you refuse to change the rules, then stop acting like you’re trying to help empower women when every other season you’re telling them that they’re doing “it” wrong: from hair, to love, to smiling, to friending, to posting, to moisturizing, to sex, to family…how is you discounting my judgment suppose to empower me? It’s simply going to conform and destroy me.

 
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Posted by on April 5, 2015 in Be Pensive

 

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#BringBackOurGirls

Trying to save these girls from NIGERIA, but what about the ones back home? Ted Bundy slid knives into his aunt’s bed, and they left him alone. This new guy killed women cause he couldn’t get none, and they listened to his words like lyrics to a song. Like round and round she go, and these hoes aint loyal. Forgive me if I’m on my own, if I seem weird or a little bit snobby because I think I was made for more: to love Him and praise Him, and one day raise him, the son that He leaves at my door. See I’m not saying we shouldn’t save them, but let’s speak the truth. We’re killing the darlings at our feet. Watching them curse, and abuse, be tormented and misused, all while shaking their bones to be seen. See there’s a past, and a present, and maybe even a future, so please go live your lives. But remember that one day all these paths will meet to give an account of who you are deep inside. So when you’re done over there, rescuing and saving those girls tragically taken from their homes, come back over here and maybe together we can show these young girls their not alone. That they’re not queens yet, but they’re certainly not vendors: selling their mind and body to the streets. Continuing an endless cycle, and it’s gone viral, cause it’s spreading to the churches and even P.E. So let’s raise them up, and dust them off, because— yes— they’ve been stolen too; from our hearts and homes; and they didn’t leave alone, but once they’re gone they can’t be brought back to you

 

 

 

 

 

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2014 in Be Pensive

 

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Back in my day

Going from the city to the “country” was exactly what I needed for my college life. Being use to Miami meant endless parties to go to (not that I ever went, too noisy), but being use to the hood meant endless sirens, drama, and “sick and tired.”  Now nothing’s changed since I left and came back, and that’s what gets me.

All I hear about is how many clubs use to line the streets of Hallandale, Fl. How many big shots like James Brown would play at those clubs, and how lively the neighbor use to be. But when I look around all I see is a big “What happened?” lining every square foot of the 5+ vacant, weed ran, trash decorated lots that serve as patchwork for our neighborhood. And lining those lots are rundown sky blue and cotton candy pink apartments. My neighbors are rowdy and rude– but when don’t those two go together? It’s as if their lives have become the norm. Guys fill the cheap apartments selling the only commodity they’ve grown to know. Women walk the streets complaining about the lives they refuse to leave, and just like that generations upon generations stay in the same neighborhood doing the same thing.

The old park has been torn down and rebuilt. Concrete paths line the palm trees that line the playground, basketball court and, the newest addition, a pool. Yet, even with all it’s grandeur I wonder what it’ll be by  the time I come back to visit.

Just a few years back Foster Park was added along with a recreational center featuring a gym, a dance room and a new drug booth. Rain or shine the commodity dealers make the sale.

I would hope that a new park may call for a higher way of living; but even if you bring the horse to the water, you can’t make ’em drink.

 
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Posted by on July 24, 2014 in Be Pensive

 

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