driving into work this morning, NPR covered the duke rape story. but they covered it in more of a "durham has such a racial divide" kind of way and less like a woman was raped by two men. it was fascinating to listen to, i felt like i was in another era. i could mentally picture every person that was interviewed. big country white men that wore too tight suits, and clean distinguished black men that were dressed impeccably.
white men....city official (i don't remember, some position of clout) "well, i mean if you're a stripper do you really expect anything else to happen" *heh heh heh*, coming from a self righteous fat man.
black men.....duke professor "i mean, i never knew how the community felt about duke until now...now my friends are telling me that they feel like we dictate everything" *wimper wimper, cry cry*, coming from a grown, displaced, and lonely man.
when someone is raped, until justice is served (legally, because Lord knows its never really served), then no other issue outside of getting to the bottom of who did what needs to be discussed. i have been going to durham for 22 years now...there is nothing new about the segregation in the city. it annoys me when everything outside of the actual issue takes precedence for dissection and analyzation.
two white duke lacrosse players rape a black woman that is a stripper.
two white college students rape a black stripper.
two white boys rape a black woman.
a woman was raped.
simple as that.
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same....
every single day is not a purpose driven day.
i know what i want to do...i know what i do....
i have no plan. the goal?
to be able to live off of styling.
the plan? grind.
no...thats what you do.
can't what i do be apart of the plan?
yes. but grind towards....?
pick up a book genuis.