SISTA’ MEAN SAYS...
What America Needs
Thank Jesus for Barack Obama. Why? Politics aside, the bother has what American needs. Yes he does! Consider the following:
Barack Obama is a real African-American. Say what? To all those folk who want to complain that the brother 'ain't black enough'; the man's father was a black man born in Kenya, that's East Africa, in case you don't know. So what if his mother is white she was born in the mid-west, Kansas USA. How much more American is that? Dorothy was from Kansas. Obama is the product of two people, attracted to one another for whatever none-of-my-business reason, coming together to do the wild thing. For those of you who have a problem with the black man/ white woman hook-up: read Genesis 1, as in the Bible. God created Adam out of what? And what color is dirt? And He took Eve from Adam's rib. And what color is human osteo (i.e. bone)? Movin' right along….
He was raised by his grandmother in Hawaii, following the lost of his parents. What's so unusual about that? . Is it his fault that the circumstances of his upbringing afforded him exceptional opportunities and educational experiences that have since lead him to the world stage? Apparently Grandma recognized the something special within him and she did a pretty good job keeping him out of the hood where life is short. And guess what else; her little man learned the difference between forbidden fruit and good fruit cause somewhere in the mix the brother fell sure 'nuff in love with a straight up brown sugar sista' from the south side of Chicago named Michelle. Halleluiah! Can I get a witness!!
Obviously Sista' Michelle, with her sassy cinched waist self, was 'right time' for the brother cause she kept her priorities straight. Research for yourself the intrigues of the courtship that lead then to the marriage alter before the later blessings of two beautiful and beautifully reared children. And from my television screen it looks like Sista' girlfriend has no problem letting the world know that she loves herself some Barack. When was the last time you witnessed passionate unabashed affection, in public, between two people that leave you feeling good down inside your soul? That's real love, married love, family love. I pity the fool, as Mr. T would say, who thinks of running a game to slide sideways through some crack in the door to get to this brother, which brings me to my thesis of "What America Needs."
America has been growing up disobedient children, America's unruly children "…can't take 'em anywhere without 'em acting up". America's children lacking social skills include boomers, bangers, Xer's, gangsters, the Me-myself-and-I generation, love-child, wild-child, and out-of-control child progeny. America's daughters believing the 'safe sex' lie are becoming mothers' too soon, often and sadly too undereducated, too confused, too dysfunctional, too unskilled, too overindulged, or too unmotivated to pull themselves together to assume responsibility for consequences' of behaviors reserved for grown-ups who should know what they are doing.
America has thrown up her hands over her misguided sons who, too self-seeking, too hyper-stimulated, too illiterate and too smart for their own good, are too cool to stand straight, pull up their pants, tuck in their shirts and produce something besides an easy dollar. Her young men have been lulled into mental sterility, clueless in responding to the outcomes of their own sexuality; on the block, in the yard (as in jail), or playing the field waiting to move on to the next bit-of-honey conquest.
America can't lay all the blame on the children. What example has she offered kids left alone, or on their own, in homeless shelters, hanging with the gang brothers: A president playing hanky-panky in the Oval Office; BET and MTV; violet video games; the foolishness of Hollywood? Working mothers, maybe married maybe not, often link up with men who don't know when it's time to come home, the way home, or where home is. Kids are farmed out to daycare; and despite the best intentions of even top notch providers, there is no substitution for one's own parents, provided the child knows the identity of his or her parents.
What America needs is the example of a wholesome intact functioning family. America needs the see a family demonstrating the age old tenants of (shall I say it) Christian values. American's young men, especially its men-of-color, need to see a real father at work in his family. America needs a realistic model of what God intended for a family. America needs to witness people who have overcome tragedy, poverty, racial strife to grasp what is possible as citizens of America. American needs to experience the impossible, to actualize the dream of Martin Luther King.
America needs what Barack Obama can bring to the table. America needs Mamma in the Big House. American needs Michelle Obama. Can I get an 'Amen'?
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