What do you say, when the unspeakable has happened?  What can you do, when that one thing, that one unthinkable thing, comes to the front door of someone you care about?  There is no way to prepare…no class to take…or book to read…to help quench to impossible pain of a parent losing their child.  Everyone knows it defies nature to lose a child, yet still it happens from time to awful time. 

Today I heard that a friend of mine lost his son…his young son just entering the prime of his life.  I only see him occasionally, and I never met his son…but it still took my breath away.  Everything I had been stressing about today,  lost it’s meaning…my little problems meant nothing…my friend had just come face to face with that thing no parent should ever have to experience.  So what do I say?  I feel like words can’t fill a void that has no boundary….no width or depth.  What can anyone say?  “Everything will be OK in time”…is insulting…strike that it’s offensive.  “How are you doing?” …is silly…or even ridiculous.  It’s times like these that make it clear…words sometimes get in the way.

So why do things like this happen?  These kinds of tragedies make a lot of people question the existence of God, or the motives of God.  “How could God do this…or…What kind of God would do this?”  Some people say “It’s God’s plan”.  Well…I’m not sure why these things happen.  I can speculate, and frankly I think that’s the best any of us can do.  But one thing I feel very certain about, and it’s this…The God that I believe in would never take a child from his parents.  Tragedy… is not the work of God…of that much I am certain.

For all the pain that tradgedy brings…it also carries with it possibility…and opportunity.  Tragedy has a way of bringing the best out of us.  The humanity in us rises to levels previously unknown.  We donate money we couldn’t afford, offer up our homes to those displaced, charitable foundations are formed, new laws are passed and we lend a shoulder to someone who cannot bear the weight of an unbearable pain that has come to live with them. Tragedy reminds us how precious life is…how delicate…life is…and how much we need to savor and appreciate it while we have it.  Death has a way of bringing to life, relationships that had been dormant for months or even years.  The finality of death carries with it the possibility for rebirth…for reconnection to the meaning of our lives.  In these times we are reminded how important love and compassion are, and so we offer it freely to those who have suffered loss.  But the sudden interruption of life also provokes us to show love and compassion to friends and family we may have been taking for granted.  We so often live our lives like they will never end…times like these remind us that isn’t true…we all are only here…briefly.  We should live every day fully, deeply, and completely.

It is nearly impossible to expect a parent to feel anything but inconsolable pain when they are in the grips of this kind of loss…but perhaps what we can do…is silently hold a place in our hearts, where they can land softly.  Now is not the time to say everything will be OK…but we can hold that place for them.  In time…in their own time…they can move into that space.  So, after all these words I offer this to you my friend…I’m am so sorry for your loss and…I…am here.

Stay Fly and Fly High,
KLH

March 28, 2011 · Posted in Uncategorized  
    

Yep…I’m gonna go there.  The N-word, I do not say it, I do not like to be called by it, and I do not like to hear it.  In fact it breaks my heart when I hear it.  I’m always amazed when I hear an otherwise intelligent person say “We’ve taken the power out of it, it’s a term of affection”.  If that were really true then black folks wouldn’t mind if a white person called them the N-word.  If that happened most likely a fight would break out. If it were true the the N-word was just a term of affection, then rappers wouldn’t refer to people they want to kill as “N-words”.

I hear black people gleefully claim that “we took the word back and they (white people) can’t use it, it’s only for us”.  I wonder to myself if there could EVER come a time when a Jewish person would use a horrible epithet to refer to themselves or another Jew…I think not.  I wonder if a white person would call a white friend a derogatory term and say it’s a term of affection.  I’ve never heard a Hispanic person call another Latino a horrible slur as a sign of affection. Why is this?

Well…I’m a black man, so I can only guess on the answer to this question.  But my guess would be that people of other ethnicity’s have pride in their heritage.  To disrespect their heritage would be unthinkable.  Of course they wouldn’t take upon themselves any term that was created to make them feel like they were less than human.  Ironically it has become common for Hispanics to use the N-word, but why?  Because it’s not the S-word.  It’s easy to co-opt disrespect that isn’t directed at you.  If we interviewed Hispanics about this they might not think about it so deeply.  They may just say “oh, it doesn’t mean anything, it’s just a friendly term”.  But I doubt that you could find many Puerto-Ricans who would find use of the S-word to be a harmless expression.  Again…it’s pride, pride about where they come from…and that’s something that way too many African Americans don’t have.

The history of African Americans in this country has been a difficult one.  We’ve been robbed of our history.  Most black folks have no idea what country they come for…not what continent, but what country. So many things happened to make us feel…less than.  Too many of us have internalized this oppression without even realizing it.  A lot of black folk have the outer expression of confidence but that confidence is betrayed by willingly taking upon ourselves the disgrace of the N-word.  This sickness shows itself in other ways like:  saying a black person is “acting white” when they speak proper English, throwing in the towel in the work place because “the white man won’t give us a chance”, selling drugs to our people in our neighborhoods, killing each other, the most likely cause of death amongst young black men is murder at the hands on other young black men.

Black folks need to wake up…we need to learn from the good examples of other ethnicity’s.  Jews don’t thrive here in America because they are cheap, they thrive because the are hard workers, and they support each other…black folk can learn from that.  Hispanics speak their language openly and freely (I can’t lie on the job I have a problem with this sometimes) and play latin music because of ethnic pride…black folk can learn from that.

I am a black man…I’m proud to be a black man.  I’m proud of what we have done and what we have overcome as a people.  In fact I’m so proud to be black that I have never been nor will I ever be an N-word.  I will never fall for the stupid explanation for why other blacks accept and embrace the word.  I love being a black man enough… to tell the truth…we as a people have some growing to do.

Stay Fly and Fly High!
KLH

March 22, 2011 · Posted in Uncategorized  
    

Awww man!!!  I am so tired of hearing about Charlie Sheen.  He’s a famous guy from a famous family who is really rich, and is acting like a fool.  This is news why???  It is so common for rich celebrities to act crazy.  Is this guy outrageous? Yes…but the more interesting question is why do we care?  Why do we pay attention?  I think it’s the same reason that people watch reality TV.  In the interest of full disclosure I LOOOOVE trashy reality TV.  With that said I think the reason most people watch is because it gives them a way to live vicariously through the lives of others.  Remember Fear Factor?  Most of us would never eat bugs or jump off a building, but it’s fascinating to see somebody else do it.  Most people have fantasized about being a music star, but few of us have the guts to go out for an audition, like the kids on American Idol.

The truth of the matter is that it’s safe to sit on our couch and watch other people live full out.  We don’t get our feelings hurt, we don’t risk our safety, or reputation.  Some of us may even think “hell…I can do that…I’m just too busy making a REAL LIVING”.  The other reason people watch is we can look at these people and feel like we’re not so bad off after all.  Some of this reality trash gives us a way to feel better about ourselves.  We look down our noses at these people behaving in ways that we may feel is quite ignorant…and “ghetto”.  We don’t want anyone to judge us…but how many of us judge the people we see on reality TV?  I cannot lie…I know I do.

Maybe Snooky, NeNe Leaks, the baby mama’s and daddies on Maury, and the transvestites on Jerry Springer are doing us all a favor.  Maybe they are sacrificing their dignity so the rest of us can have some.  Maybe the people on Survivor, The Apprentice, and American Idol are taking the arrows of rejection so that we don’t have to.  Or maybe we live in a world where people are so starving for attention and their 15 minutes that they will do ANYTHING to get it.

I think this kind of craziness on TV can serve us.  It can remind us how we can sometimes be hurtful to each other and that perhaps we can be a little kinder.  Reality TV can remind us that we really can pursue our dreams and actually accomplish them.  Reality TV is not going anywhere anytime soon, and to be honest I ain’t gonna stop watching anytime soon…but if I hear about Charlie Sheen ONE MORE TIME…I swear I’m gonna pop!!!

Stay Fly and Fly High
KLH

March 8, 2011 · Posted in Uncategorized