I’ve lived my entire life in the South, first Georgia and now North Carolina, but I’ve never paid much attention to the Confederate battle flag, the so-called stars and bars. Despite some ancestors who fought for the Confederacy and several childhood family vacations spent navigating cannons, split-rail fences, and museums filled with the tattered remnants of soldiering at Civil War battlefields, I didn’t associate the Confederate flag with my Southern heritage. However, I didn’t particularly associate it with present-day racism, which seemed more insidious and less blatant.
Read the rest of my new essay at Killing the Buddha: http://killingthebuddha.com/ktblog/battle-flag/
President Barack Obama 44th President of The United States
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I can’t imagine anything worst than being murdered in a house of worship. A place, that is supposed to be a house of peace. I mean, if you’re not safe in a church in America, where would you be safe? And yet this is where these members of the Charleston AME Church were murdered. And why, because of the so-called accused murderer Dylann Roof, hated African-American people? His hatred was so strong, his faith in people was so weak, that he murdered people in church simply because they were members of a different race and had a different complexion. These murders, were simply pure evil. Perhaps something that only an Adolph Hitler and his followers would approve of.
I believe that is what President Obama was…
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Actually I had no intention on writing tonight (yes, it’s 8.30 pm already). Something clung to my mind, however. And I need to warn myself that this isn’t one simple thing to be talked about. I don’t even expect to talk about this with my family because this isn’t familiar to us. I bet they’d get muddled if I explained everything that I’ve just read and watched.
Yup, I’m learning LGBT from literature and short clips rendered by youtube. I knew that my sister had a best gay friend but they never really talked about their sexuality. Or maybe she just kept it as their confidential matter.
To be honest, I was bewildered at first knowing some people were born this way. I assume you’d roll your eyes and say ‘Duh!‘ But let me clarify that I learned things socially, not scientifically. Most probably I think this way…
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Today is a big day, a really big, momentous day. It’s a day I am proud to experience and be a part of, a day that makes me “feel all the feels” as the young ones would say. Today is the day that the Supreme Court ruled that the Constitution and all 50 states must recognize same sex marriage.
Why is this so important to me? My answer is simple: my children. I grew up in a pretty conservative household. My parents never said anything negative about gays or lesbians because I have an Aunt who is a lesbian and her and her partner have been together for as long as I can remember. As a child, I always viewed my Aunt’s relationship with her partner as one filled with joy, love and respect. And while I always had the feeling my parents didn’t necessarily agree with my Aunt’s relationship, they…
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