Motivational Mondays …

“The thing about new beginnings is that they require something else to end…”
- Anonymous

Happy New Week!!! Today’s post is going to be short and sweet. Y’know, like me! ;-)

As you guys know, I was laid off back in October and have been frantically looking for a job. It turns out all I had to do was wait. I was offered a position in November. I knew then it was going to take a while for the position to be open, yet I was stressing for no reason. My layoff was a lot shorter than some folks and for that I am grateful.

In the world of journalism and really in this tough economy, a lot of folks are being laid off from jobs that they loved, jobs that they hated and jobs that they needed. Regardless, I know how it feels. I’m still praying for and with you. Your next move will be your best yet. We have all been set up for something great. Now it a great time to explore the things that have been forced to the back burner by life.

Today’s quote from an anonymous source is some of the realest -ish I have ever read. So many of us were stuck in jobs simply because it’s what we knew how to do. Now that what we know how to do has been snatched away, we have to learn to adapt. We’ve got to stretch ourselves and get back to what it is that really makes us happy.

Speaking for myself, I never would have quit my job. I especially never would have pursued the kind of job I’m walking into today. That job HAD to end in order for me to move forward and take chances on new opportunities. For those of you who are in the thick of it, hang in there. Your better opportunity is coming soon. Until then, take a gander at The Alchemist. Find out what your own personal legend is and take the first step in the journey to find it. I’m excited for your futures – and mine, too.

Know when to shut up …

Sir, there's a seat over there. You can have it.

Anybody got a fancy umbrella they can loan Roland S. Martin until this shit storm blows over? After pressure from the Gay & Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation, CNN has suspended Martin indefinitely over a pair of Tweets on Super Bowl Sunday.

Like thousands of others, I follow Martin on Twitter and I saw the aforementioned Tweets when they went out. When I saw them, I said aloud, “This is gonna be a shit storm.” I’m sad to say that I was right. Immediately after the last Tweet was sent, Martin started engaging in a back and forth with people insisting that the message was poking fun at soccer and not gay men. He also argued that the urgency of violence was simply taken out of context and that it was all in jest. That this sort of thing happens during sporting events.

To some, Martin’s Tweets were seen as homophobic and advocating gay bashing. Instead of immediately recognizing how those Tweets can be misconstrued and apologizing, Martin got defensive. I would love to say I’m surprised, but, I’m not. I’ve followed Martin for quite a while. I’ve seen him “talk junk” to people during sporting events and pontificate on various subjects. I’ve also seen him mouth off and offend people in an effort to make his point. He did that in a comment on this very blog just last year. The difference between the exchange he and I had here and on Twitter and the exchange he had with GLAAD is, I don’t take him seriously.

While I’m sure Martin did not intend for anyone to read his Tweets and take offense to them and he does not advocate gay bashing, one’s perception is one’s reality. If I took Martin seriously, I’m sure that I, too, would have been offended. This is America and yes the first amendment does guarantee us all freedom of speech, I contend that this does not apply to Martin and I’ll tell you why.

One of the first things you learn in your first journalism class is that you forfeit your right to an opinion on hot button issues such as politics, religion and polarizing social issues in public settings. If you are a working journalist, part of your job is to appear neutral in all things so that there is no appearance of a bias or slant. Martin falls into a unique category of being a commentator who is hired and expected to give an opinion. He is also a trained journalist and self-identifies as such. That being said, he should know when to shut up.

Monday night, Martin posted an apology on his blog. He has since been invited to have a sit down with GLAAD brass and his bosses at CNN to find some resolution. Since the announcement of his suspension, people have taken to social networks to announce their outrage over his suspension saying it was uncalled for and he was just exercising his freedom of speech. I get that. What I don’t get is black folks playing the race card like it’s the Big Joker in a spades game saying this would not have happened to a white guy. I disagree and I think most journalists will.

I took an unofficial poll of my journalist friends and most of them agree that this is a case of him being careless. If there were any injustice at all, the National Association of Black Journalists would have been all over this thing. Instead, president Greg Lee released a statement calling this a teachable moment. I wholeheartedly agree.

With social media now a part of our daily lives and one of the most useful tools in a journalists arsenal, it is imperative that we use it in a professional manner. In my local chapter of NABJ chapter, my fellow journalists and I make it a point to remind student journalists to be mindful of how they conduct themselves on social media. Employers check you out on those things and if you are in front of the camera, like Martin, whatever you post or Tweet is indirectly associated with your specific organization. Use all the disclaimers you like, but Martin is “the loud, husky, black guy on CNN.” As long as he’s affiliated with CNN, that’s who he’ll be.

I hope that we can all look at this as a learning opportunity and embrace that just because we can say whatever we want doesn’t mean we should. Though being born American gives us the right to free speech, we have a responsibility to exercise it wisely. Free speech should be used to uplift people and liberate the oppressed. It should not, however, be used to degrade and hurt others. To whom much is given, much is required. It’s high time we all learn some restraint or learn to be accountable for what comes out of our mouths.

Acting #Drakeish …

"Hellooooooooo, nurse!"

Every year, scores of people tune in to the big game not to see the league’s best teams fight it out but to see how creative brand advertisers have been in coming up with new commercials. It seems the best commercials always come up during the Super Bowl. This year’s ads, tho, came up a little short. There were only a couple that I would say were great. For example, the M&Ms commercial with the brown M&M was hilarious to me. A couple of others were funny but two commercials in particular caused quite the stir in my Twitter timeline.

The folks over at H&M and Dannon finally realized that women are also watching the Super Bowl and we can definitely appreciate some sweet looking eye candy. Dannon decided to bless us with America’s gorgeous Grecian uncle, John Stamos, getting sonned by his lady of his inability to share his yogurt. I mean, when the commercial first came on, I was slightly turned and then I laughed out loud. All in all, a solid commercial. The hotness, tho, was the near-nekkid David Beckham.

Lord, Posh Spice, I apologize for lusting after your husband but that man is fine as frog’s hairs. *smh* *bows head* I’m sorry, I just had to thank the Lord for a nearly perfect creation there. Anyway, a lot of the men in my timeline felt some type of way about the ladies pointing out the gorgeousness of these men. One of my followers actually Tweeted, “Enough women don’t watch the Super Bowl for that fuck ass Beckham commercial, though.” *snicker* Another wanted to know how (black women) would feel if (black men) were to sing the praises of white women. *guffaw* One more sent a gif that I can’t find of a *face palm* to convey his feelings. To all of that I say, y’all are a mess.”

Last year, black folks were offended by a Pepsi Max commercial. This year, black men seem to be offended by us damn near drooling over Becks. What I want to know is how this is different from all other commercials starring damn near nekkid women that are geared toward men. I mean, how else can you explain those Go Daddy commercials with Danica Patrick in a bikini or this year’s of some random chick being drawn on with body paint? What about the Fiat commercial where the dude is all but drooling over the woman?

I’m confused here, are the fellas jealous over the fact that we’re so vocal about our attraction to an assless white guy? Are they upset at the fact that advertisers are recognizing there is a growing number of female viewers? Do they think Becks’ commercial will usher in tampon commercials or something? I mean, really. Some of the fellas are acting real Drakeish** about this. What’s the issue? They can’t possibly be upset that they are made to look at a half-nekkid man when we are inundated with images of half-nekkid women on a daily basis. They can’t be offended after they Tweet and RT and Re-RT nekkid images of women into our timelines a go-zillion times an hour.

I mean, if any of this is the case, I will have to take a page from Patti LaHelle’s book and offer them a mattress to lay their burdens down. That or I’ll give y’all a lift to Home Depot to buy you some lumber and materials to build a bridge and get over it. Women the biggest consumers and these companies are finally catching on. Sorry fellas, the days of commercials starring talking animals and nekkid girls with beer are on their way out. My condolences.

**Drakeish: sensitive; in your feelings; emotional; tender

Motivational Mondays

“You may live in a big city
Or driving down a country lane,
Working two jobs to make a living,
And all you do is complain.
Well, you should be thankful of what you’ve got…”
(c) Natalie Cole, “Be Thankful”

If I were to take an unofficial poll on these Interwebs, I’m almost certain Monday would be the most hated day of the week. You’re coming off a weekend full of alcohol, junk food and friends to work a job you hate or work with people you can’t stand. Hey, I’ve been there before. I know how it feels. Some times, you just hate to see Monday coming. You start dreading it around 5 p.m. Sunday. You start to think about that task or that person that you just don’t want to deal with and you’ve pissed on the rest of your weekend worrying about what’s coming in the morning. I want to encourage you to look past all of that and be thankful for all of that and everything else in your life.

In the day-to-day struggle of life, we rarely take time to stop and take in life and really be thankful for where we are at that particular moment. If you have a job that allows you to make your ends meet, feed your family and the like, instead of rolling your eyes when your not-so-favorite co-workers stops at your station or cubicle in the middle of the day, be thankful. Somebody somewhere wants a job. Of any kind. With co-workers they love or hate. Hell, they’ll take your job if given the opportunity. While you’re dreading talking to this idiot of a person, somebody somewhere is craving that human interaction that you hate to have.

For those of you with children being pulled in several directions or they are getting on your last good nerve, stop and take a breath then smile at your child. Delight in their accomplishments AND their foolishness. Somewhere, somebody wants kids and can’t have them. Somewhere, somebody has lost a child and won’t ever be able to experience that job or aggravation. Be thankful for your kids and their follies for they will produce a lifetime of memories.

I’m not trying to make anyone feel guilty, I just want you all to feel thankful. It’s time we start thanking the Most High, the universe or whomever or whatever it is you do or don’t pray to for all these wonderful things that make up your life. You might hate Mondays but you bet not miss one! It’s high time we get an attitude of gratitude and be grateful for Mondays. Let’s get out there and go be grateful!

Check on your old people…

Rest, Mr. Cornelius

People 65 and older make up a little more than 12 percent of the U.S. population. That same age group makes up about 16 percent of all suicides. Yesterday, not many people cared about those stats but today, a lot of folks woke up to the news that Soul Train creator Don Cornelius was found dead in his Sherman Oaks, California home. Reports say he died of a gunshot wound to the head that appears to be self-inflicted. He was 75. My heart goes out to his family.

It may appear that you rarely hear about older people committing suicide and that is true. The majority of news outlets don’t report suicides. For every news outlet I have ever worked for it has been policy that you just report that a person has died, you never say suicide. I’ve always been told it’s easier on the family to not have to see it in print and to have to constantly explain it to people over and over. This story is being reported because, well, it’s Don Cornelius and for years, black folks have thought that we’re immune to suicide.

I will not speculate about Mr. Cornelius or what could have possibly been going on with him. I will say, tho, that the National Institute of Mental Health says that untreated depression is the main cause of elderly suicide. A lot of older folks experience depression just like a lot of people period, it’s when it comes debilitating that it’s dangerous.

I am waiting for the insensitive to start talking about how cowardly and selfish suicide. I’m waiting for them to bring up how Mr. Cornelius appeared to be drunk at several of his last appearances. I’m waiting for someone to bring up his age. To those folks, I encourage them to first, grow up, then to speak to someone who has lost a family member to suicide. Depression doesn’t discriminate nor do suicidal thoughts. I’m sad he had the courage to go through it.

Moving forward, y’all please remember to look in on your old folks. Stop in for a chat, a hug – anything. Sometimes just seeing your face can brighten their day. Sleep well, Mr. Cornelius. Rest in love, peace and souuuuuuuuuuuuul!

Motivational Mondays

“The greatest discovery of all time is that a person can change his future by merely changing his attitude.”
(c) Oprah Winfrey

Happy New Week to you all!

Now that the weekend is over, it’s time to hit the ground running. You’ve probably walked into work to a mountain of messages, seemingly extra bubbly people who you simply don’t have time to deal with and you are probably less energetic than on Monday mornings than you are after you’ve worked a full day. I know it’s been ingrained in us to absolutely abhor Mondays, I propose we try something different.

Mighty O

For me, Oprah is the most inspiring person I have never met. While she is wealthy, it is not her wealth that makes me want to do better, it is because she is unapologetically her authentic self no matter who is offended. I. Love. It! What I also love is her willingness to share with the masses the wisdom she’s gained over the course of her life’s journey. Since she’s shared it before, I am going to share it again.

In the quote above, the Mighty O states that your future can be changed by simply changing your attitude. I happen to be a believer. We may not all have control over what happens to us in our lives but we do have control over our attitudes. Our reactions. Our ability to roll with the punches. How we treat others. I want to encourage you to shift your thinking and subsequently your attitude toward Monday. Let’s start by dissociating negative terms from it like mad and manic. How about we start using positive words like mighty and masterful or majestic. There is power in words, use it to your advantage.

Some years back, Oprah discussed on her show, the power of “The Secret.” The secret to success is all about willing great things to you. Part of that is speaking it to existence. That being said, speak greatness to your Monday and then speak it to the rest of your week.

Go see Red Tails…

For the past couple of weeks, the interwebs have been abuzz with talk about the movie, “Red Tails.” It’s a fictionalized story about the all-black regiment of fighter pilots, the Tuskegee Airmen, set in Italy in World War II. We get to meet a bunch of (fine ass) black men from different walks of life who were all a part of the “Tuskegee Experience” that wanted to test whether or not black men would be smart enough to be fighter pilots.

While I would just love to give you a history lesson, I would much rather you click this link and educate your damn selves. Personally, I interviewed a Tuskegee Airman so, I’m good. It’s a wonderful story in which all people need to be aware. I sincerely hope this movie will make people want to know more about it. Now, as for the movie and all these damn critics …

Dear Universe, you will never be able to satisfy an entire group of people. All men aren’t fans of the same thing nor are all men neither are all white people and definitely not all black people. “Red Tails” is no different. This movie has gotten a lot of attention because it is an all black cast and Mr. Star Wars, George Lucas, put up $100 million of his own money because he couldn’t get Hollywood to invest. That being said, black folks everywhere set out to prove Hollywood wrong and support this historic biopic. Problem is it wasn’t a biopic. Negroes flocked to the movie in droves expecting to see an Oscar-worthy film starring black men who were men of honor who were being snubbed by a system that sought to keep them down. They got an action movie.

I’m not sure if you are familiar with action movies but they aren’t famous for the dialogue, the sentiment or their maintenance of the integrity of whatever period they are highlighting. Action movies are known for action. Fights and explosions and shit like that. But because this one was financed by George Lucas and involved Cuba Gooding Jr. and Terrence Howard, black folks expected something major. *smh* Look, if you went to see Red Tails and went to learn the story of the Tuskegee Airmen and you were disappointed that you got an action movie, that’s your fault.

Nobody ever billed this movie to be anything more than an action film. But because it stars an abundance of black men we turned it into a demonstration against the racial injustice in the Hollywood establishment. We have to get over ourselves. We need to realize that more black quality films aren’t being made because we aren’t demanding them. Some of us continue to be pissed about movies like Red Tails yet they line up in droves for the latest in Tyler Perry’s never-ending story of the downtrodden black woman with the dark-skinned villains.

I have never in all my movie-watching days seen reviews more mixed for a movie than this one. Ever. “This was an awesome black film!” “That movie sucked! Don’t waste your money!” “I wish they would have done more.” “Why weren’t there any black women in the movie?” “He was with a white woman!” Blah. Blah. Blah. Blah! *smh* Some of y’all need to see this movie for what it was – entertainment. I looked at this movie the same as I would “Captain America,” “Superman,” or any other hero movie. The only difference here is there were actual Tuskegee Airmen.

Personally, I think “Red Tails” made strides in how black men are perceived in hero movies. Up until now we only had Will Smith, Denzel Washington, Cuba Gooding Jr. and Sam Jackson. Now, we’ve got an assload of black heroes for them to choose from. Let’s just support this movie for being what it is, the first all-black action flick since the blacksploitation period and keep it moving.

Let’s stop taking shit to higher and higher levels of foolishness and irrelevance by getting in our feelings. I need for y’all to come out of there and join the rest of us in the real world. This movie was made to see black men catapulted to the role of hero not to give black films relevance. That’s our job. You want to see more quality black films? Let’s support the ones we do have coming out and demand better of our own filmmakers. If nothing else, go see it for yourself and stop taking everyone else’s word for it.