Showing posts with label racism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label racism. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Beamish's 2015 Sountrack

My son has really blossomed this year.  While, he is still innocent in many ways, he is also beginning to understand that the world is a complex place that is not black and white. He's in a beautiful place right now: happy, empathetic, generous.

As he has broaden his horizon, he has discovered music of his own that he likes.  Because he is who he is, finding a song he likes means that he will sing it endlessly.  I'm okay with that because I like Imagine Dragons.




No end-of-year soundtrack for Beamish would be complete without something about Minecraft.  There are a number of Minecraft parody songs, so I'll just choose one.  Einie, mennie, minie, moe...




Finally, 2015 was the year in which my son discovered racism.  At school, he experienced a micro-aggression that other kids handled.  He had no idea what had just happened to him. Then, on a computer game he likes to play, Agr.io, he encountered the n-bomb.   We have had many discussions since both of these events.  We have talked about racist and bigoted terms about other groups of people, though not all of them - yet.  For this seminal event, this Depeche Mode song seems appropriate.




Visit tomorrow to see my musical take on the virtual world.


Monday, December 29, 2014

Color Me Perplexed

While 2014 has been a transformational year for me,  I end the year, questioningly shaking my head about a number of issues.  Not all of these issues are unique to 2014; some have been around for ages.

Why do so many people turn into raving idiots while sitting safely at their keyboards

If I were to make a New Year's Resolution, it would be to never, ever read the comments on a news article again.  I don't understand why news articles even need comments.  Idiotic comments are not found only attached to news articles.  I have read some moronic things attached to posts of organizations I "like" on Facebook.

I used to like a food page, but I couldn't handle everyone who complained that the posted article didn't address GMO food or was a meat recipe.  I am concerned about GMOs and I'm a vegetarian, but I cannot stand fundamentalists in either camp.  Stop being self-righteous pricks! 

Then, I read some horrible, vile comments this year.  If anyone thought for a second that racism is dead, think again. The worst had to be when some "human" called Tamir Rice an "unsupervised ghetto rat."  Who thinks like that?

Why do so many lack empathy?

   From what I can find, about one-third of all Americans live from paycheck to paycheck.   Some wealthier people do it to max out investments.  But, I suspect that middle class families who do this, do so at great risk.  One job loss or major medical issue, and they would be wiped out pretty quickly.  I'm sure they know that.  With so many people living in poverty (15 percent) or on the brink, why do we as a society accept so many policies that punish the poor for being poor?  Drug testing for welfare recipients, anti-minimum wage hike sentiments, cuts to food stamps?  This is how we treat the poor in our country. 

How did we become so apathetic?

Sixty percent of eligible voters stayed home on Election Day this year.   I get that the system is broken.  If my car wasn't working properly, it wouldn't get fixed by sitting in the driveway.  I'd have to tinker with it, or go to someone who could help me fix it.  The system isn't going to fix itself folks; it needs handy men and women who are willing to do a little work to make take it back from the oligarchs. 

Does everything have to be scented?

I own a Swifter.  I know it's not the best environmental cleaning tool out there, but I own one anyway.  I have found it impossible to buy sheets, name brand or generic brand, that are not scented. That scented stuff gives me a headache.  Today at the store, I saw dish towels that have dish detergent and scent in them.  Too many hidden chemicals.

Will there be a Detroit Difford/Tilbrook show this year?

Did we do something wrong? What can I do to fix it?  Just once, I want to see you guys sing and afterward, I go home to my own bed.  The last local show was 2008.  I'll cook, make cake, whatever - just sing in Detroit this year.