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America, Life, Motivation, Parenting And Relationships, Religion

Ebony And Ivory

Anthony Dixon

 

 

Ebony And Ivory

Words means so much, even more so the lack of it, as in communication. People are so quick to draw conclusions and hold malice towards each other. That way of living can’t be healthy for the Psychological wellness. One would think that ill will is an Engine we run on. I should be a Life Coach on this matter, my Family thought me well. My Mother was the Third Child in a Family of Twelve Children. She was taken out of School at an early age to help raise her Siblings. She even helped raising her Siblings Children. It appears to me that having Kids back then was a popular pastime. All through my Childhood I noticed that this Family was not as Cohesive as the Walton’s Family. At no given Time all the Members of this Family was in Harmony.

There was always One who wasn’t speaking to that One for whatever reason. The One that struck my attention was her younger Sister. I described her in One of my earlier Blog as someone who had the J.R. Ewing syndrome ( Someone who isn’t happy unless the World was on fire). She took the he said she said Sword of Division to another level. The Recipients would Pregudically Hate the One presumed to have said whatever. This was a Christian Family, so I ask the question, if this can happen in a Christian Family, what of the World of So many Persuasions. All the Wars, Political Upheavals and Social Discords comes back to me as the answer. People relishing bad Blood goes back to Cain killing his Brother.

It’s a Curse that we have to live with, Rising above ourselves is the challenge of all Eternity. As I have stated over and again, I am a watcher of People, being that way all my Life, that’s how I learn how to live my Life, or how not to live my Life. When I dig deep within my Soul for Answers, I find comfort in knowing that they Stoned Jesus when he was on the Cross, Barbarism is here to stay. How we deal with our Inadequacies defines us. Now we come to the Motivation for this Blog. Sitting at my Mom’s bedside in a Nursing Home, we rehashed all the above mentioned. I told her that once she Passed, I was done with certain members of this Family. She Besieged me to change my Mind.

She made me promised that I would be the Peacemaker, I Promised her. A Promise that I renaged on. The long Traits of bad Blood continued. It has been Seven years since she has been gone. One of the People I Promised her that I would not have Ostracized, cut Ties with me the Week of her Death. Seven Years later not a Word has blown by us. Guess what? I haven’t lost any sleep, I have resided myself that this is my Legacy, their lost. So anyway last week I was agonizing that I haven’t spoken to my Cousin who lives in Miami for a whole year, all through this Pandemic. I said to myself that she also could have called. Nonetheless I made the call, she was elated to hear my voice. I have always known that she loved me. She told me that she also agonized from not hearing from me.

Where the Conversation went is exactly what prompted this Blog. This One goes out to the Ones I 💘 Love. This One goes out to the Ones I left behind. She told me that she was Battling for her Life, being treated for Cancer. I thought to myself, my God what a miserable existence we call living. If you go to the Shelter and bring home a Puppy and a Kitten. Living in the same household and growing up together. They would never know that they were different and they would never fight. Us Humans could take a Lesson form these lower Species. Working in a Nursing Home in Pennsylvania brought me Full Circle with my Mortality. It was there that I realized that all my years up to that point were wasted. Keeping Malice, having animosity and worried about the price of Tea in China is downright pissing your Life away.

This Earth is your Garden of Eden that we take for granted, these People around us are our Gifts, seek out the Good. In this Nursing Home they had 123 Beds, one belonging to a Black Woman. I was the Only Black on the Staff, I don’t need to spell it out for the Deaf, who only travels to the beat of the Drums. While working there I befriended many of the Residents. I would go to their rooms and break the stalemate of boredom and Degection. I communicated while listening to their Stories and they and they’re Families Loved me for doing so. My Favorite was an Irish Woman in her Eighties who had never interacted with a Black Person. Liz and I grew so tight we adopted each other as Mother and Son. When she Died I went to her Room and kissed her goodbye, for I knew that a part of me was gone. That’s how People should live, ” When you go to Bed angry you are saying Prayers to the Devil” you might not awake and so you take your Hate with you. Look deep in your Heart, what you see is exactly what God sees.

P.S. This may be my Best Blog, Blogging is delivering a Message and I believe that I did.

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A Chicken in Every Pot

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

A Chicken in Every Pot

Forty years ago living in N.Y. I was never a Fan of Donald Trump. It had nothing to do with his personal Philosophy, his Political views, his Mannerisms or his Personal Habits. It was the way he handled Money, that turned me off. 1978 when I worked for Solomon Brothers Investment Banking Brokerage House. The first year in a low level job I received a Christmas Bonus of Eight thousand Dollars. One year later when I became Eligible to invest in the Company’s matching Fund Program. Knowing that whatever I Invested, the Company would match the amount. I treated my Money like Monopoly Money. The first year all my Investments were 100% in High Risk.

At the end of the year I was Blown away by how much Money I had made. This is not a Stock Trade Blog, that was just to show you what smart Money handling can do. Now you wonder why Forty years later I still don’t like Donald. If my Father left me 450 Million Dollars, over Forty years of smart Money handling it would be close to Billions. The way he invested that 450 Millions were like when Michael Jackson went shopping, One of this , Five of that and so on. Spending like that doesn’t grow your Wealth, it Diminishes it. Investing in the Stock Market is not For everyone, neither is investing in Real Estate. For instance Curtis who worked on a Loading Dock in New Jersey, hit the Lottery for Six Million Dollars.

As a result of poor Money handling, within one or more years, he had depleted his Lottery winnings and ended up back in his old job. If I invested One Million in High Risk for Six Months it would be worth  Millions or Zero after Six Months. That’s how High works. So I ask myself how come Trump is only Paper Rich after Forty Years. When you are Paper Rich, all it represents is Assets, Assets are only Holdings that are Riddled with Debts. Sometimes the Money under your Mattress is worth more than Assets. So why would I believe Trump telling me that he knows more about Money than anyone, Such a Lie. When I worked for Solomon the C.E.O. John Gutfreund made 12 M per year with a 12 Million Bonus.

Mr G. As we called him

He Earned the Title King of Wall Street. When he took over the Company, Solomon was an Obscure Name. With his Leadership Solomon Rivaled Goldman Sachs, that’s how someone who knows about Money works. If John had Aspired to become President, every American would have a Chicken in his Pot and Two Thousand Dollars in the Bank. And there you have it, the Motivation for this Blog. Mr Trump’s Legacy is Tarnished from A-Z. The way he handled the Corona Virus made me like him less. My Mother have always told me that there were Good in everyone, even though I questioned her Wisdom on that. Trump has been Lame Duck for Ten Months.

Now all of a sudden Donald the President has surfaced. Slapping Congress in the Face by Criticizing the Stimulus offer of Six Hundred Dollars, that won’t even put a Chicken in the Pot, after you have given it all to your Landlord as a Down payment towards your back Rent. That is the Donald I have waited four years to see. He got your Votes from promising to be a Man for the Poor Working Slob. Yet he spent his first Three years Tweeting. Now the President has surfaced, Thirty Days before leaving Office. If he had came out fighting Congress like he is doing now , and did a better job handling Covid19, he would have been there a second Term.

when the Game is in Double Overtime, trailing badly, he comes out swinging. My Views would have been Different if he had not Twiddled away his Tenure. Remember me telling you that his Penchants were not my concerns, only the way he handled Money, and the way he did his Job. Other than that, I am blown away by his Charismatic Gregarious Nature. So even if Mitch beats him on this One, it’s the Thought that counts. Losing to Mitch McConnell is no Disgrace, the American People is used to losing to him. You had your Moment in the Spotlight, move on Gracefully, like a King Abandoning his Throne for the Greater Good of his People. The American People thanks you for showing up Mitch and McCarthy. Thier’s is not a Congress of the People, for the People by the People. After Fifty years of paying Taxes, I don’t mind giving away my Money to other Taxpayers who finds themselves on a Mile long Line waiting for a Handout of free Food. As I am finishing up this Blog I hear the News that Mitch and the Gang defeated the Vote for Two G’s, so that we can pay for the Three Martini Lunches. The Mid Term is not that far away. Voting Party Lines sometimes is cutting your own Throat.

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Show me my Enemies

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

America the beautiful land of the free home of the Brave. Your Hour of Power is being tested by the Sword of Division your Luster and Glory they try to Tarnish. Deception, Divisiveness and Demagoguery is hovering your Skies. Your open Arms of Liberty wears a Cast of Isolation, your Immigrants from. England, Ireland, Africa and the World over, have taken you through Industrialization to the Internet Governance and Cyber Wars. Rebellions are your Legacies. Without them there would be no Constitution and Old Glory be trampled on. 

 

 

 

Some of your Critics are Emboldened with snickers, they believe that they see your Nakedness of Disarayment. Fear not America your Rainbow Collation shines from East to West, North to South. Look at Georgia, flipping from Red to Blue, assisting in giving you a Visionary to lead you through Pestilence ,Divisiveness and Enemies of Democracy. The Lights of the Kennedy’s and Dr King were Extinguished prematurely, but their Torches refused to be doused. This Kid watched the Turmoils of 1968 and grew strong and walked away from the Turbulence of Hate and is now Living the Dream. Two bad Rides, nice House and not worried about being Bankrupted but Covid19, plus the Freedom to Express myself. Why would I not Love you America? If I lost some of the Stuff you gave me I would still love you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  In the Months before his Assassination Martin Luther King became increasingly concerned with the problem of economic inequality in America his concerns impacted my Life. That’s why Today I can stand up and be Proud of you America. You didn’t let me down. I have paid a Fortune in Taxes but I am not crying, my contributions have made you strong, yes you have protected me. Your Attackers are not afraid of your Millitary Might. What they fear most of you, is that you will spread Democracy to the Four Corners of the World, and even to thei’r Doors. To all your Detractors, thei’r Kids are watching just like I was watching at Fourteen years old and is now telling the  Kids of their Legacy of Hate. Let Justice and Democracy come crashing like a falling Meteor.

 

P.S. God, I Love this Writing Business, keep shining your ever loving light on me

 

 

 

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Tie a Knot

Anthony Dixon

 

 

    Tie a Knot

When you are at the end of your Rope, tie a Knot.

Life is tough but we are tougher

We will overcome.

When your day is long

And the night, the night is yours alone

When you’re sure you’ve had enough

Of this life, well hang on

Don’t let yourself go

‘Cause everybody cries

Everybody hurts sometimes

Sometimes everything is wrong

Now it’s time to sing along

When your day is night alone (hold on, hold on)

If you feel like letting go (hold on)

If you think you’ve had too much

Of this life, well hang on

‘Cause everybody hurts

Take comfort in your friends

Everybody hurts

Don’t throw your hand, oh no

Don’t throw your hand

If you feel like you’re alone

No, no, no, you are not alone

If you’re on your own in this life

The days and nights are long

When you think you’ve had too much

Of this life to hang on

Well, everybody hurts sometimes

Everybody cries

Everybody hurts, sometimes

And everybody hurts sometimes

So hold on, hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Hold on, hold on, hold on

Everybody hurts

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Mills / Berry / Buck / Stipe

Everybody Hurts lyrics © Night Garden Music

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The Silent Voices

Anthony Dixon

 

 

 

 

The Silent Voices

The issue here becomes, at any given time, how are we translating and using language, not to make people more comfortable, quote unquote, right? Because that’s always a strain, and, historically, the concern in these debates is often, ‘Oh, are we just trying to make white people comfortable rather than speaking truth to power?’ That’s the framework we tend to think about these things,” Obama said. “The issue to me is not making them comfortable, it is, can we be precise with our language enough that people who might be persuaded around that particular issue to make a particular change that gets a particular result that we want, what’s the best way for us to describe that?”

That Conversation Circumferenced Defunding Police Departments. My Wife has always maintained that Obama is an Eloquent Speaker, well naturally if I went to an Ivy League College I would be a Wordsmith. The closest I have been is One Semester at York College, a Community College, studying Computer Programming. Regardless I know how I feel about any given Situation or Conditions. More so I know how to Express myself, maybe not as Eloquently, nontheless I get my Point across. My Mother called be a Budinski, someone who always interject thei’r Thoughts into other People’s conversation. Throughout History wording and Phrasing have caused devastating consequences. It’s all about who said what and how the Listener perceives it that causes adversity.

With that said, the Subject of Defunding Police Departments is a poorly put ill-conceived phrase. Bringing them to Task and holding them Accountable is more Logical than Defunding. Anyone who read my  Blog on Domestic Violence knows how I feel about the Necessity. In the Heat of Passion when the Subject surfaced. I thought, if that meant what it sounds like, I would have to go out and buy a Gun. Now you guys know how I feel about too many Guns out there. Nevertheless if Law Enforcement was Handcuffed I would have no choice but to Arm myself. Obama’s reply on the subject was Misconstrued by his wording. As Mr Nixon would always say ” Make no Mistake” I am for Law and Order. I work in a Justice System, I Converse with Judges, Lawyers and Cops. I have a good Rapport with all and have some Deputies I consider Friends. I even have some who visits my Website. How could I walk among these People fostering the Notion of putting them out of work. Two of my Favorites who works in the same Building that I work are Neighbors, they always ask me, how is your Wife, that’s a good Relationship.

As in anything in Life you have good and bad. Thirty Five years ago while working as an Independent Courier, I had an important Delivery in a Building that housed a Police Department. It was a critical Delivery. The parking in the Area was nonexistent. I decided to park Illegally and pay the Ticket. An undercover Cop told me to move the Car, I tried to explain the Emergency, after refusing to move the Car He Handcuffed me, took me upstairs, poked me hard in the Navel, he didn’t Arrest me, yet I was in a Cell. That was a violation of my Constitutional Rights. I was not Arrested, yet I was in a Cell. After copying my personal information he handed my Wallet to me and warned me that this didn’t happen. If you open your Mouth, we know where you live. The Desk Sergeant and all the other Officers In the immediate area was In Complicity. In my Mind it didn’t really happened and I wasn’t in America, I must have fell asleep and Dreamed it all transpired in Russia. However this was all too real of Cops Circumventing the Law when dealing with Black People all over this Country. And my White Neighbors maintain their Silence, which Amounts to Complicity. It’s Occurrences like that which created the Warcry of Defunding Law Enforcement. With all my bad Experiences with bad Cops I know that every Cop isn’t a Criminal like the Rolling Stones said, way back in the Seventies. My Mother always called me Big Ears ( Evesdropper), I once overheard Three Judges discussing Heinous Criminals, their Consensus, they are Godless People. America is not a Lawless Land and it’s People are not all Godless. There are many among us who walks in Grace. Its just that we need to Dig Ourselves( Check – as in Checks and Balance) mostly we need to get over Ourselves, you’re not all that as you think. Let me be perfectly clear this is not a Banana Republic, Jurisprudence is the Norm.  In The words of Sheriff Buford T Justice. What we have here is a failure to Communicate, some won’t speak up and some won’t listen. Barack would be Proud of this Blog, too bad he is not one of my Followers.

P.S. You can’t take away inalienable Rights.

P.P.S. The World will not be destroyed by those who do wrong, but by those who watched and do nothing – Albert Einstein