wordplay of the day
Some lines of poetry I came up with this afternoon. Not sure really what inspired me. I could hear these words working as song lyrics. I was actually hearing Johnny Cash in my head when it came to me. Go figure.
Looked into the mirror
The image staring back at me
Gave this direction
Upon reflection:
That’s not who you want to be.
also…
Does anybody really know where we’re going
Can anybody really comprehend
Which direction this river’s flowing
Or what’s just around the bend?
When He’s Just “Him”
On Facebook, it pains me to see women refer to their significant other as “he” or “him.” As in “I miss him” or “Can’t stop thinking about him…” added by “he knows who he is…”
Really? Does he know who he is? Does he know the two of you are in a relationship? And if so, is he acknowledging this relationship to an audience wider than you and him? In an environment other than your boudoir?
When your boo, boyfriend, or significant other is just “him” in the shared space of social media, he doesn’t want you. Think of Facebook like the lobby of the movie theater; if he won’t hold your hand in the lobby but will in the darkness of the theater only, he’s not in a real relationship with you.
Is that harsh? Well, it’s true. And you may not be able to handle my truth. But guess what? It is what it is.
On Dyson
Something about Michael Eric Dyson has always bothered me. While he’s seemingly well-meaning and very articulate, something about him always struck me as inauthentic.
I found this hilarious video on The Root; in it, the commentators slam Dyson for comments made about President Obama. Watch, chuckle and be glad.
June 14, 2009 Posted by sevierkendricks | Essays and Cultural Commentary | Michael Eric Dyson, The Root | No Comments Yet