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Dear Knuckledragger Muhf*ckas

2/17/2020

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As I write this, I am shocked at the amount of vitriol I see online about the choice a 12-year-old and her family made to live her life out loud and proud. Yes, I'm talking about Zaya Wade, former NBA star Dewayne Wade's younger child, who within the last six or so months came out as transgender and adapted feminine pronouns of her/she. The Union-Wade family, as a unit has been very vocal about their support for her decisions, journey, and hopes to help both parents and children who may be struggling with their sexuality or thoughts through advocacy. Various acts of love and acceptance include reaching out to advocates and transgender celebrities in the industry, attending the LGBTQ+ parade in Miami, and speaking out about her decisions and how they've supported her as a family on various shows, social media, etc. This is by far one of the most beautiful examples of unconditional love I have ever witnessed. Like, EVER!


*Cue deep sigh* DWade appears on The Ellen Show supporting his daughter and explains his reasoning why and here come the knuckledraggers from the computer woodwork who want to shame them for their parenting choices. I mean, I've read comments that said she's not old enough to know what she wants, they shouldn't accept her and this foolishness, or because she is biologically male, she should be forced to behave as such, and everything in between to questioning DWade's sexuality and blaming Gabriel Union. Look, stop with the shenanigans. This is a prime example of why kids are committing suicide because they don't have anyone to listen to and accept them for who they truly are. For the life of me, I cannot grasp, why in 2020-the year of our dopeness-that we still act as if homosexuality is taboo. Everyone had that flamboyant uncle that dressed in blouses or that aunt that always brought her "roommate" to all the family gatherings. STOP! You saw it. You heard your mother and her friends at the kitchen table talking about so and so's son had "sugar in his tank". You know what it is, what it was. 

Too many Bible thumpers use the writings and teaching of man (OOP) to dictate how one should live their lives. What kills me is fake Christians will pick and choose which parts of the Good Book to follow. How about you read and follow yours to the letter and let others worry about their salvation. I'm not here to debate you or anyone else on what the Bible says about homosexuality if we aren't going to discuss it's laws on other sins to include adultery, lying, complacency, arrogance, eating pork, wearing mixed blends, etc. Don't, just don't go there. When we all mind the business that pays us, this world would be a much better place. 
Hell, unbeknownst to some, their children may already know what transgender means and have friends in the LGBTQ+ community. Or God forbid, they themselves are apart of the community and want to come out but have bigoted parents who may disown them for their choices. Listen, one's sexuality doesn't affect their character. Get your minds out of the gutter. I mean, for men they'll accept lesbians making out or the idea of being apart of a sexual fantasy to include lesbians, but when it comes to men-babayyyyy they shut all the way down. "Not my son!" (insert eye roll)

I need people to do the following:
  • Mind the sexuality that benefits you
  • Understand that you do not have the right to tell someone how to raise their children
  • We should support our children and love them unconditionally 
  • Overstand that everything is not for you to understand
  • Don't fear what you do not understand
  • Just because you do not agree, doesn't mean you have to talk down on it
  • Everything is not apart of an agenda to eradicate and emasculate the black man and tear up the black family.


Finally, another thing that isn't helpful and is problematic is when we make comments saying while we understand, it isn't something that you would allow your child to do. Listen, love your children. Hug your children. Listen to your children. Support your children...no matter what. 

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Charli

I said what I said. 

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Depressed?! Who, Me?

5/24/2019

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As National Mental Health Month comes to a close we have a responsibility to ask; are you okay, sis? This may seem like a simple question, but you never know the magnitude it holds until someone asks you and you've been holding the weight of the world inside for too long. A few years ago I had my first bought of depression. I mean, I was a happy person who had a thriving social life that was always out of town, making new friends and loved the lifestyle my job provided. Then it happened...I became irritable and withdrawn, hated my job and the people whom I worked with, besides for work rarely left my house, stopped going out to have fun, didn't shop (this was my favorite past time), nothing. It all stopped. After joking with Phoenix how I was so tired and needed time off to regroup, she recommended that I seek therapy. Like most black families, mine didn't discuss mental health outside of dementia, schizophrenia, or PTSD when someone you all knew was diagnosed and you received the gossip. Mental health along with other subjects are just taboo in the black community. 

I must admit, I took Phoenix's suggestion with a grain of salt and figured it would be a joke. Boy, was I wrong! Therapy helped me to realize not only did I have major daddy issues, I had mommy issues as well. She helped me to understand that I hated my job because I wanted an out to pursue my entrepreneurial endeavors but was too afraid to do so because I didn't want to lose my cushy lifestyle. It helped me realize that I needed to ignore society's standards for what my 27 year old self needed to have accomplished.  Therapy helped me to realize that I'd listened to so many of my friends and families issues and didn't have anyone I felt I could really talk with about how I was feeling. Not because they weren't there, but because I put their needs before my own. I'm the strong friend you read about. The one who will lace up her too-tight Timbs (you've heard the story on episode 3 lol) to go gather some edges, the one who will help you fill out those business and grant applications, the same one who will be right there to pump you up because you deserve more. I strive to be the friend that checks on her friends, but fall short in doing so consistently. So I needed help and therapy was that outlet I so desperately needed. Acknowledging that I was depressed was one of the hardest things for me to do because I'd heard the horror stories and saw the judgmental looks and such. Outside of therapy, I could really only talk to two people who knew exactly what I was going through and we supported each other like no other. 


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Today, I Grieved...

4/12/2019

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Today, I grieved. I grieved for a man whom I didn't know. I grieved for a recording artist. I grieved for a philanthropist and community activist. I grieved for a community hero. I grieved for a Crip. I grieved for a man who loved his community and invested heavily to ensure those who would normally not be employable because of their criminal records, were. I grieved for a legal marijuana dispensary owner. I grieved for a cryptocurrency investor. I grieved for a man who took Crenshaw and put them on his back. I grieved for a brother who ensured that both his brother and sister were able to start their own businesses to begin creating generational wealth. I grieved for a friend. I grieved for a son whose mother with the calmest voice was able to soothe the souls of thousands. I grieved for a wife who experienced love at it's deepest depths that one could only wish they'd experience or you'd read about in some black novel. I grieved for three children who will no longer have their father there to tell them just how great and loved they are as he burns sage around them before taking them to school. I grieved for the culture, who has not felt this great a loss since Michael Jackson or even Tupac. Today, I grieved.

I first heard about Nipsey Hussle two years ago when we started on our cryptocurrency investment journey. I'm not sure what put him on my radar, but I remember looking him up and seeing how he started the clothing store and purchased the shopping center that the owners threatened to close because of the unsavory traffic it attracted from known gang affiliates, etc. I was especially intrigued by the opening of Vector 90 as a co-working space as this is something I've dreamed of opening in my area. Now, before his passing, I'd never heard any of his music (I'm feeling Racks in the Middle hard now) as I'm not big on West Coast rap/hiphop besides Kendrick Lamar and Tupac (don't bring up how I dislike all those features in his songs with Dogg Pound and 'nem-this isn't about him). Then a few months ago while on Instagram, I saw the GQ magazine images of him and wife and actress, Lauren London. I remember thinking, damn they're cute together. 



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A Letter To The Survivors...

3/27/2018

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Dear You,

Another story from yet another victim of sexual assault being hashtagged with #MeToo. It seems every day there is a new story from a new victim who chose to recount the horrific details of their sexual assault to the world. Another person, who like you, is still here struggling to live his/her best life. Another survivor who was taken advantage of by either someone they knew or didn't know. Someone who chose to prey on them to fulfill some sick twisted fantasy. Them. 

The crazy thing is sexual assault is more prevalent than they'll let on. You may not know it but there are probably people in your circles and families who have endured some form of sexual assault. For some reason in the African-American community this is another thing we like to sweep under the rug and pray away. We discount it as Uncle/Brother/Cousin/Momma's Boyfriend (or whoever) was just playing, has a mental illness, you were being fast, or they're being lied on. It is actions and ish such as this that numb us to being loved, keep us in situations and relationships that mean us no good, that have us searching for a savior for our inner child who lost its innocence. We celebrate entertainment and actions that promote rape culture. We are numb to the boyfriend or husband that won't take no for an answer. We're numb to the boss or professor who demands we sleep with them or perform sexual acts just to be promoted. We overdose on drugs, alcohol, sex, or work to try and forget.

But sis, I want you to know until we life the blame we place on ourselves and place it rightfully at our aggressor's feet; we will never be truly free. While you may not want to share your story, know that I understand, you can still help both yourself and others by sharing the stories of others and resources that can help. Parents, check with your children. Stop being so trusting of everyone. Stop letting your children attend sleepovers at everyone's house. Educate them on the proper names for their genitals. Talk with them about the proper way to touch others and what it means to be touched inappropriately and who can/should be allowed to touch them. Oh and if y'all don't stop letting your children sit on people's laps. UGH! Also equally important, sis get some counseling. Know that it is okay to say no. Fully understand that you do not have to share your body with anyone that you don't want. No one can make you feel pressured for whatever reason to give up your body under duress. Leave that significant other who disrespects both you and  your body. Tell that boss to shove that promotion and tell that foolishness to your lawyer. 

Listen...You are here. You are enough. You are loved. You didn't/don't deserve it. You didn't ask for it. You are WHOLE. You are beautiful. Again, I want you to know that you are not alone. There are plenty victors out there just like you. Remember that help is available through various organizations that have trained professionals who can assist you, someone you know, or just be a listening ear. In addition to us doing better, we must help others strive to do so as well, sis. For me, #MeToo is not just a hashtag. It's a movement. One that's long overdue, but I'm glad Tarana Burke had the gumption to start this movement and I pledge to do my part with furthering the empowerment of all victors and survivors. 

Get Help: 
National Sexual Assault Hotline
1-800-656-4673
Online Chat


Me Too Movement Website
Me Too Movement

National Sexual Violence Resource Center
​Directory of National Organizations


You Are Not Alone,


Charli #MeToo
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Movie Review: Black Panther

2/21/2018

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I've been waiting on pins and needles since Thursday, February 15th to post my review for Black Panther, but decided to wait because you would have come for me and that's not what either of us want! If you have not experienced the excellence that is Black Panther, you might want to exit this blog post NOW. 
Let me just start by saying initially I wanted to hit you with one line for my review, but I later thought better of it because we're working to do better, right? Before we get into the review, I feel it is my responsibility to the culture to educate some and reintroduce to others the fictional Marvel character that is: Black Panther. Introduced in July of 1966, Black Panther was written by Stan Lee (we love him in every movie cameo) and Jack Kirby and first featured in Fantastic Four's #52: The Arrival. As the first super hero of African descent, protector and current King of Wakanda (Wa-Kan-DA!) with his access to technological advancements, wealth, education, and physical training, oh and the wealthiest of Marvel's superheros; T'Challa is a force to be reckoned with! In the comic series, he is married to Storm and in an alternate universe they share a son. The Black Panther character was created before the Black Panther Party and was briefly renamed to the Black Leopard after backlash about the BPP.  Let me not forget to mention that he's appeared in several animations to include his own series on BET, which started Alfre Woodard and Jill Scott. We'll discuss the other Black Panthers to include his father before him and his sister alongside him in a later post. Anyway, on to the movie. **Spoiler Alerts Will Follow**

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