My Summer, Fall and Random Rants

Me and Patches, at home in Mt. Horeb, after a rough night of sleeping and watching "Sex in the City". Patches hit the bottle pretty hard...I'm just cleaning up her mess.

Where was I? Ah yes I left TJ with an inexpensive, yet sound root canal.  The rest of the summer was spent working at a coffee shop and selling spa packages so I could afford my trip back to Maui. I still had a good time. Played lots of free soccer, bought a surf board but never really used it. Went to museums and spent time with my new friends.  As summer came to a close I began to get a little nervous.  I had moved to California to establish residence so I could attend graduate school for a reasonable price and I hadn't spent any time preparing for school.  I considered staying in San Diego but in the end realized it was best to stick with my plan and head back to the Midwest.  So after my trip back to Maui, I packed up my car, stuffed my cat in her tinny carrier and drove from San Diego to Mt. Horeb Wisconsin. 

The trip took 3.5 days. It was a beautiful drive through the desert, the mountains of Colorado and Nevada.  I didn't even know Nevada had mountains until I found my way winding through them in the dark of night. Even the flat lands of Nebraska seemed somewhat enchanting...well at least I stayed awake for the drive.  Finally, I arrived at home and was welcomed by my mother, our cat, two dogs, four houses, my mother's husband and his son.  Really I wasn't welcomed by my mother's husband's son but I think I'm growing on him.  He's very quite but we speak a few words to each other from time to time. 

So here I am, sitting in the library of my call center job desperately trying to complete a statement of purpose for San Francisco State University.  I've answered all of the questions but one: "Discuss 12 course credits in Ethnic Studies."  Umm discuss three courses I took 4-6 years ago. Crap...I tried rereading one of my old course readers on Black Political Theory and I almost pulled my hair out. It was depressing.  

At the "McCarthy Bonfire" in Richland Center, Wisconsin... contemplating the Revolution. 

What is race? What does the word race mean? How has it changed? Why do Europeans always try to exploit groups of people they are able to convince to be inferior? I remember how pissed off I was when I focused all of my energy on ethnic studies.  That stuff is a real downer.  None of my texts talk about love, or forgiveness.  Let's all forgive the Europeans that made the serious error of being lazy and greedy.  Now when I talk about Europeans I'm not talking about white people. I'm talking about a system of governance; steal, cheat, lie and manipulate. I forgive the Europeans for being assholes and everyone else for believing their garbage.  I forgive everyone with power for misusing it because they were lonely or lacked a feeling of acceptance.  Whatever the reason was I forgive you. Now let's all go on with our lives. 

For my next rant I'd like to address Tyra Banks' Weaves.  

Dear Tyra,

Your hair looks fake and funny.  It creates a the illusion that black women should have very long straight hair or at least have tens of thousands of dollars a year to purchase fake looking weaves.  I don't blame the Europeans that established this as a beauty standard I blame you because you have the power to change it.  I don't mind dyed hair, or permed hair but I do mind fake hair.  What the hell is so wrong with our natural hair that we have to cover it up? Wait I can answer that...there is nothing wrong with our hair, Nothing, Nothing, Nothing. 

That's it. 

Oh... and I forgive the skin heads that created a plot to kill O'bama.  They looked like they needed a hug. So I'm sending them an electronic hug and hoping that whatever they thought would get better in their lives by killing someone they never even met, will get better without killing him. :)