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Proctor & Gamble: The Talk

Freedom of Speech is perplexing. We should all exercise our right to Freedom of Speech but when people can’t agree on the “truth” and suggest their “Alternate Facts” are just a valid, what are we left with? Noise, just noise. Now that we have Freer Speech we should work towards intelligent conversation and eventually meaningful dialog.

I had “The Talk” with my mother and continued it with my children. I had “The Talk” with my Cool Nerd granddaughter before she started Jr. High School this year in a neighborhood with a checkerd¬†past outside our own.

Please don’t think “The Talk” is one conversation. It becomes the “To thine own self be true” speech. It becomes part of the lexicon to live by. The scene where the mother tells the daughter it’s not about her driving, it’s about whether she comes home brought tears to my eyes especially given the death of Sandra Bland and similar and related incidents that continue around the country.

At basketball practice one evening, from the other side of the court, I saw a kid stick his foot out and trip a 10 year old teammate as he walked by. A rukus ensued so I headed over with the assistant coach. We asked what was going on and one kid complained he had been tripped and said, “These guys were always picking on me”. We asked the other kid what happened and he immediately pointed to the innocent kid standing next to him and said, “He did it”. The kid tripped was ready to accept this as proof someone had wronged him even though someone innocent was blamed. I told the kid who had caused the trip I had seen him purposely stick his foot out. He thought for a moment and said he “I didnt do it”. Even in the face of adult witnesses, this kid was going to stick to his story.

This isn’t about how I handled it, but about people. I wish we were better. We can be if we admit the truth even though sometimes it is shameful.

How To Let Go

It will help

If you relax

The air will cool

Your fingers will

Return to obedience

Having succeeded

They will hold tight

To their pyric prize

remain passionate

Afterall

throats are more than straws

Manos de muerta

Por lo momento

Between heaven

and the sea

Should you need

To pry your fingers

From your prize

Consider it

a trophetic reflex

Nothing more

Avoid remorse

At all costs.

N3 – Nation of Neo Neros

I will always be what I think I am – CZV

Tribe
TRIBE – a social division in a traditional society consisting of families or communities linked by social, economic, religious, or blood ties, with a common culture and dialect

N3
Nation of New Niggas
Not cool with that

Nation of Neo Negroes
Not cool with that

Nation of Neo Neros
Not cool with that

Nation of Neo Nazis
You’re cool with that

You’re not cool

Emperor Nero Jones
ENJ
New nom de plume

(CHANT RISING) N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 (YELL, SCREAM, HOLLER) N3 N3 N3 N3 N3 N3

Get it.
Got it.
Good.

Only tattoo I’ll ever own
N3

I am going to be what I want to be
(translation)
I’m gon be wha I wan be

How do you trans that
sand or surf
threat or lullaby

melodies aren’t played on drums
so you say
Savoy hunchback swung
and a nation danced
to
Ride or Die Rhythms
Hear it
Feel it
Born with the blues boy
Hum that tune
Hum dat tune
Hum dat

Make love to it
because it’s going to bear babies
make you pregnant
birth a new nation of
afroed
articulate
assimulated
negronauts
nigganauts
neronauts
N3s

Take your pick
they’ll get to the moon
before Alice
the cows
or chickens roost.