Black Power

This society throws a lot at us black people. They lie to us and say we are weak. But, we still overcome. Still, we rise. Never forget we are strong. Never forget YOU are strong, beautiful and royal my brothers and sisters. Black Power. ✊🏿

I Have a Dream that Black People Would Care about More than a Chicken Sandwich

It’s the 56th anniversary of MLK’s “I Have a Dream” speech. I know a lot of us may have forgotten amongst this chicken sandwich craze.

Dr. King’s life is truly evidence that one man can make a difference. Think about how different the world would be if MLK had chosen to fold and not take a stand. We might still be in segregation or worse. Who knows? The great thing is we will never know and us blacks can appreciate our closer to equal rights, nice cars, flat screen TVs, WiFi and iPhones just like our white brethren. And, of course, we can’t forget those chicken sandwiches.

On this anniversary, I challenge you to think about what differences you are making in your own life and then in your family’s and then in your community’s and then in your city’s and then in your state’s and then in your country’s and then in the world’s.

Our reach may not be as long as Dr. King’s but no man or woman is an island and we can all touch someone. We can smile at someone. We can give someone a kind word. We can give someone a meal. We can give someone a shirt. We can give someone shelter. There is so much we can do. I was taught the true measure of a Christian is not how much money or women he has but how many people he has helped.

Let’s imagine for a moment how scared Dr. King must have felt when he embarked on his Civil Rights journey. When he shared his vision, he faced a lot of rejection, initially. Most of the churches rejected his revolutionizing from the pulpit. But, slowly, they came around. Eventually, he captivated then nation, then the world.

His story gives me courage because I have faced a lot of rejection in my career. I have thrown events where nobody showed up. I have texted a bunch of promoters about DJing their parties and I still haven’t even gotten a text back. I’ve been through personal battles, struggles and death threats but I’m still here. I’m still spreading love and positivity because that is who I am and who I will always be. And, God willing, I will reach the mountain top of my desires. And, if I don’t, at least I can say I didn’t give up. Can you?

Either way, it’s all good, at least you had a chicken sandwich.

Dear Black People:

My Pops always said that racism is definitely real but don’t use it as an excuse for failure. Even in slavery times, if Blacks were exceptional they could win their freedom. So, don’t get a chip on your shoulder.

Simplify the problem. The best way to get back at racist people or people who hate you is to be successful. So, instead of dwelling on negativity, focus everyday on ways to become successful and you will be.

Obviously, slavery was wrong and it was evil. That goes without saying. And, I’m not trying to assign blame because that’s not the point and that’s not helpful. I’m trying to give you a solution. Racism is an obstacle. So, overcome it. There’s a famous saying that goes life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.

Newsflash: old rich racist white people are not going to help you. People don’t give away power. It just doesn’t happen. You have to take the power into your own hands. And, guess what, white people have obstacles too. Suffering is universal to the human condition. There are no excuses in life. Either, you get it done. Or, you don’t. And, you have no one to blame but yourself if you are unhappy with your life because you and God alone have the power to change it. It comes down to choice. Overcome racism or succumb to it. The choice is yours and yours alone.

Die Hard

I’m a diehard Redskins fan, or at least I was. I don’t watch the NFL any more. I was so disgusted by the NFL owners’ response to Kaepernick’s kneeling protest that I couldn’t stomach watching any more games.

Let’s make this clear: Kaepernick was protesting police murdering black men with no just punishment. This should be an issue with no disagreement, yet somehow some people and the media turned it into an issue about the flag, the anthem and the military, when it was a military vet who told Kaepernick it would a respectful way to make a protest by taking a knee. Now, Kaepernick has been black listed and cannot play for an NFL team just for taking a stand to protect his life and lives like his, including my own.

Make no mistake, if you support the NFL owners, you are saying you don’t care if black men die. That is deplorable. You should be ashamed of yourself for your lack of compassion and human decency.

And don’t say it’s about the flag or the military. You probably passed by some homeless vets some time this week and didn’t even give them spare change. You probably haven’t written one email to your congressman about how terribly this country treats its vets. You don’t care about the military or its vets.

The fact is, you probably think some rich black NFL players should stop complaining about racism because it’s not a big deal any more. Well, genius, it is. Read a book or an article if you don’t believe me. There’s plenty. In case you forgot, black lives matter.

Treat people as individuals

Kids don’t see race when they play with each other. Racism is taught. It is programmed.

Whether they were white, black, Latino, Asian or whatever, my interaction with people has been largely positive on this earth. My observation is people are mostly good and are just trying their best to be successful at this thing we call “life.”

I love all people. Jesus Christ said the greatest commandments are to love God with your whole heart, mind and soul and to love your neighbor as you love yourself. So, I do.

My last blogpost was too divisive. So, I deleted it. It was a reaction to that precious girl Nia Wilson being stabbed to death and not receiving timely justice. I don’t want people to get confused about my views on humanity, so I’ll state them here clearly:

I love all people of all races. I love my neighbor as I love myself. I believe most people of all races are good and kind-hearted people. I don’t believe in prejudice. I’ll give anyone a chance. People are not perfect, including myself. Everyone makes mistakes. But, most people are doing their best to be good. We should all do our best to share our blessings with each other and make the world a better place. We are all in this together.

I figured out a long time ago, if I’m going to have a presence on this earth, it might as well be positive. If we all have a ripple effect on the world, we might as well affect things positively. So, that’s what I plan to keep doing and keep influencing others to do as well.

Just Do It

There is no “try.” There are only “do” and “do not.” In life, you can either have results or excuses. Live a “no excuses” lifestyle and get results. It can be tempting to fall into a pattern of “I should have,” “I would have,” “I could have,” “but…” mentality, but that’s all you would have; shoulda, coulda, woulda’s.

To achieve success, you must go through the fire. Success comes through sacrifice, pain and hard work. Growth happens when you push yourself outside your comfort zone.

Don’t be afraid to fail. With nothing ventured, there is nothing gained. No risk, no reward. You miss 100% of the shots that you don’t take. If you don’t approach that pretty girl at the mall and talk to her, you can’t get her phone number. You can’t get the job if you don’t fill out the application. You can’t even win the lottery unless you buy the ticket.

Remember, there is no such thing as failure, only lessons. Also, it can be dreadfully painful living a life you didn’t want not knowing what your life would have been if you had gone for it. And even if you don’t get the results you want, you will be happy that you at least made the attempt.

So the moral of this piece can be summed up in three words:

Just do it.

Dear Black Diamond, Dear Black Gold

We were robbed of the most precious thing of all: the knowledge of who we are, which is kings and queens of the continent with the most natural resources of all, Africa, the Motherland, and as its people we are its greatest resource. Our value could never be quantified on a slave auction block, although they tried. We hail from Africa. Each African is worth more than the most precious Sierra Leone diamond and the purest gold from Ghana.

The African soul stretches back to the beginning of time to the depths of the universe. Everything is contained within us and nothing exists without us.

The power intrinsic to our being is that of the mighty lion or a deity. The hips, thighs, breasts and womb of our women give life to us all and nurtured civilization. We are the original Hebrews of the Bible, the chosen people, with Bronze skin and hair like wool like the God, Jesus Christ. Perhaps that’s why they hated us. They hated him too. And they hate us still.

Yet, still…

We live, laugh, love.

That is Black. That is beautiful.

We overcome every obstacle. From the first black US president Barack Obama to the drug dealer on the corner, from Oprah Winfrey to ladies of the night walking the street, we were fearfully and wonderfully made. The only difference between those two living legends and the people on the street is that they recognized their own power and acted on it.

My dear black human being reading this right now I challenge you to recognize your own power, which is infinite. You are a child of God. Your inheritance is the kingdom. Love God, love yourself and love your neighbor and watch your blessings flow. They might try to put us down and deny our reality as royalty but I’m reminded of an old African proverb:

“The tale of the hunt will glorify the hunter until the lion can tell its tale.”

And better still…

“The mighty lion is still a lion by any other name.”

So, to close this piece I have a just few more requests:

Stay strong.
Stay beautiful.
Stay royal.
Stay black.

And, thank you for being wonderfully, fearfully, you.