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Wednesday, November 30, 2011

My Life...


When I started this blog, honestly, I just wanted to vent.  But over the year that I've been writing this blog; it just hit me that my words are being read by millions of people around the world.

I've been think lately that I want to take the blog in another direction. 

Words have power and I don't want to misuse them.  Everything I say comes from my soul and from truth.  It is not my intention to deceive, defame or mislead anyone about anything.  What matters to me is obvious from the first blog entry and I am not afraid to defend my views.

However, I'm in process of getting my first book published and distributed and I'd like to take things to the next level.

The direction of the blog will probably change, but not the content.

I'll still keep it real, but I will be publishing entries that reflect my softer side as well.

Stay tuned...


Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Loss of An Old Friend...



As I get older, I think of my old friends more.  The memories I have of them are pleasant--playing, learning and growing up--trying to figure out what life is about all the while.

Today, I got some bad news about an old friend.  His name was Darrin Hannah.  Darrin and I were kids from the same community.  We went to the same school and I saw him just about every single day.  As we became adults, of course, people that you knew follow their own path as you follow yours.  I'd see Darrin on and off; each time, he was in some type of transition.  I discerned that he was just trying to find his way.  As we all are.

When I moved to Georgia in 2004, the last time I had even remembered seeing Darrin was around 2000 or so. 

Well, today, I learned from some old friends that Darrin was beaten to death by police.  http://newssun.suntimes.com/news/8854737-418/autopsy-today-on-north-chicago-man-subdued-by-cops.html#.TsPHeZ94fYR.facebook

It shocked me to the core. 

For several weeks before this, he had been on my mind. 

All I can say to the family is that I will pray for them.

Darrin marks death number 6 in recent months of persons from my old community passing away from unusual or tragic circumstances.

Each and every day that I wake up, I give thanks to God and pray for my loved ones and friends. 

It was just his time, but I have to admit, that perhaps, when I was thinking about him weeks ago; maybe God was trying to get my attention, for he knows all things...Darrin didn't have much time.

Thanksgiving is next week.  And yet again, we must remember that there will be those who won't be amongst their family any longer.

Say a prayer for someone...each and every day.  It could save a life.

Friday, November 4, 2011

An Open Letter to Ms. Carolyn Battle Cochrane...



Dear Ms. I'm Biracial, Not Black Damnit!,

You don't know me...

It's been a couple of years and while I'm completing the editing of my upcoming book, A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman, I thought I'd pen this open letter to find out how your journey has been.
I see that you have a facebook page: http://www.facebook.com/people/Carolyn-Battle-Cochrane/1062824419 .  Don't worry, I most certainly haven't friended you. Honestly, I don't think you even like yourself, much less have room for those with strong identities like myself.

Wow! I'm talking to the one and only woman to raise a flag of her offense of (not being confused for a white woman). Oh, the indignation of you being considered Black--African American. It must have really shook you up. Imagine...the insult of being considered one of us or is that half of who you are? I'm confused. *shrug* Any hoot. I sincerely hope there was no severe psychological damage in being mistaken for a Negro.

Yeah, that's how Black folks understood it.

The mess you started was over what? Your own insecurity, bigotry, or self-hate?

Honey, most African Americans look at biracials as a group of folks who are weak in the head and prone to behaviors that are just downright imbalanced and disturbing. And that picture on facebook you have of yourself; shows someone who is not confident and perhaps has identity issues, as well as with a bout of internal anger.  You also need to lose some weight.

Let me just get to the point: You want to be white and can't or won't be accepted for a white girl.  That's your issue.

All of this ranting and raving that you have done; creating a forum for those like yourself, who basically, are just symbols of your parents intra-bigotry against people that look like themselves. Did your Black daddy have an issue with Black women, shugah? What, did the Black girl of his dream turn him down for the prom when he was in high school? What?  Or did he leave your white mother, forcing her to live as the underprivileged--given the shame associated with a biracial child? 

I'm listening to Donny Hathaway right now. Ever heard of him?

Do you know anything about Soul, Carolyn?

Well, I really just wanted to let you know that Black people are doing just fine and we aren't sad that you don't consider yourself one of us.

Many Black mothers said, "Phew...thank God, she's not my fault."

Tiger Woods, Halle Berry, Mariah Carey and a few more notable Zebras, truly are more of an embarrassment in the opinion of many in the African American community, and are the living symbols of why I made the decision of not having anything to do with whites. Why? Because it is ridiculous to convince me that having a relationship with someone that comes from the group that oppressed your people is something to be proud of.

Every day that I wake up,  I just feel fabulous and I thank the most High God for making me a Black woman. 

That's something you will never be able to understand.

Live you life, dear. Do what you do.

And Good Riddance.

Black folks will not miss you.



Sincerely,



Truthangel

Monday, October 31, 2011

The Book is Ready to Order!!!




Get your copy now! 

A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is available for sale

Follow this link to order: https://www.createspace.com/3609892






Get your copy now!!!  The book is ready to order.  You can order your copy through my e-store at: https://www.createspace.com/3609892

The message within this book is an urgent one.  Help make this book a best seller and changes lives in the process!

Thank you.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

I Am Officially Published!!!

YES! It is official today. A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is Published! 

*Once the proof is approved--after I review it, then it will be available for distribution.   

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Here is the Information to input at Amazon.com: Title ID: 3609892 ISBN-13: 978-1461166597

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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

****Book Release Party!!!****




Ladies and gentleman...it's official. 

Come help me celebrate the release of my first novel, A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman on facebook on October 27, 2011. 

Just drop by and enjoy the atmosphere...post videos, chit chat, pretend your at a virtual bar...and kickback.  


Of course, information where to purchase the book will be posted as well. 

Come support your girl, and help make this book a Best Seller.

See you all there.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

J. Edgar Hoover Was really BLACK!

During the course of writing my book, while doing some research on Huey P. Newton, the late founder of the Black Panthers,  I discovered coincidentally, that the late FBI Director, J. Edgar Hoover was really a mulatto whose family had passed for white. Click on the title for story link.

This was news that surprised even me, given his well known pathological hatred of Blacks.  I guess now it makes sense: Blacks reminded him of the one thing that he hated most: HIMSELF.

Hoover was one of the most virulent racists to ever hold a top government position.  Hoover was known for targeting Black nationalists, civil rights activists, newspaper publishers and entertainers.  Cointelpro was a counterintelligence program specifically designed to dismantle, disrupt and destroy all Black nationalist groups.  Its purpose solely was to prevent a coalition of various groups as well as to keep Black people from being organized as a political force.  The Black Panthers were infiltrated by Cointelpro agents which subsequently led to their destruction.

J. Edgar Hoover was one of the most powerful men that ever held a position in Washington and I find it quite sickening that if this information is true; his self-negation, literally was such; he was trying to destroy his own people.

This is why I am impassioned to confront racism and the subliminal actions, as well as those that are overt, in the mission of trying to destroy Black people.

Racism is not a myth.

This information must be exposed for the world.

Knowledge is power.  Information is critical.

Everything you think you know...is not always THE TRUTH.








****Book Cover Preview****

For those who have been following the blog from the beginning, you know that I have been writing a book.  Well, that book was completed and is soon to be released before the end of the month.

I chose to self-publish through Amazon.com/Createspace and here is a preview of the Book Cover:



What is the book about? Well, here is the description from my sales page:

From the first moment I laid eyes on Black men, I was held captive by their strength, grace, and the depth within their souls.  I was hooked, mesmerized--caught up in their rapture.  Something had a hold of me and wouldn't turn me loose.  They reminded me of everything I craved: chocolate, caramel, toffee and fudge cake.  I liked the way they talked, walked and looked.  Every time I looked at a Brutha, I'd be reminded of the lions of Africa:  Proud, strong, fearless.  That was my image of Black males.

The Black Man in America has always inspired powerful feelings of those whom he has encountered, but sometimes, at a price.

One day I woke up and literally realized that The American Black male is a brand which was largely created through the machination and minds of racist white males.  Through the construct of media, the Black man has always been portrayed as the enemy--a predator to be feared.  It would seem that many Black males have believed this about themselves.  Statistically, it would appear that they are worse off now than they were 40 years ago.  It has put them at war with the one ally they need: The Black Woman.  Some Black women don't trust them...and many Black children don't know their fathers.

Do Black men know who they are?  Do they know how much they mean to Black women?  To their mothers, sisters, aunts, grandmothers?

There is a battle being waged against the Black male in America.   But is the real war against the Black man within?

Sometimes, one must travel backwards in order to discover their identity.

In 2008, the traditional image of Black men was nullified through the election of the first African American President, Barack Hussein Obama.  It became the game-changer.  Or was it?

A Journey Into The Mind of A Black Woman takes the reader on a fantastic voyage through the consciousness of a Black woman in search of Black men who have real purpose.  From Africa--The beginning.  Where Black pharaohs looked up at the stars and dreamed of pyramids, to a Harlem book store where a successful young District Attorney discovers his soul.

A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is a hip, intriguing page turner that engages the reader with frank, oftentimes, painful and unapologetic observations regarding real issues impacting the lives of Black males in this millennium, yet it is not demeaning.

Every Black male in America is impacted by racism, directly and indirectly; but how has this impacted them psychologically, spiritually and emotionally?

I wondered to myself if Black men really know how much they are valued?

This is my personal journal of conversations, debates and insights on issues that I have observed over many years, and my perceptions of them as a Black woman, discussing frankly, my interpretation of relevant issues that impact Black men, socially, politically and psychologically.  A Journey Into The Mind of A Black Woman is my rebuttal as a Black woman to those who have devalued the Black male and underestimated his intelligence, strength, and ingenuity.

A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is the book that finally spoke the words, with absolute clarity and truth, that Black men and women have waited to hear about each other.
I didn't know anything about writing books, but I've always been a writer and thinker--as young as 5 years old.  My first writing adventure began in my first grade class.  During one recess period, I decided to write a story on the board.  My teacher was so enthralled with what I had done, she read my story to the class.  This became the catalyst for the genesis of this book.

I'd go on to win essay contests in high school and actually have a poem published in 1989.  But soon thereafter, life got in the way and I never once thought about writing a book until that day in 2003.

Now, here it is.

I finished what I started out to do.



Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Herman Cain: Could This Man Be The Next President?



Who would have thought...just 2 months ago, when the Republican candidates for the 2012 Presidential election began their journey of endless campaigning, the only thing anyone knew about Herman Cain was that he was the former CEO of Godfather's Pizza.  The lone Black candidate in a sea a white faces who by virtue of White Privilege; those in the media already chose Sarah Bachman and Mitt Romney for the 2 top contenders.

However, the entrance of Rick Perry in August.  Originally considered to become the new top contender,
But a funny little thing happened: Herman Cain won the Florida straw poll in September after Rick Perry bombed in the Republican debate held a couple of days before that was widely panned.

Is Murphy's Law giving Mr. Cain an early Christmas gift?

But just who is Herman Cain?

Biography

Herman Cain grew up in Atlanta, Georgia with loving parents and little else. His father worked three jobs—as a janitor, a barber and a chauffeur—and his mother was a domestic worker. Even though these jobs required hard work and little glamour, his parents knew this life was better than the dirt farms upon which they grew up. They also knew that this hard work was the key to achieving their American Dreams.
Herman’s parents had two dreams. First, they wanted to own their own house. Secondly, they wanted both of their children to graduate from college. During the segregation era in the Deep South, these aspirations might have seemed lofty, but they knew that if they kept their faith in God, faith in themselves and faith in the greatest country on the Earth, they could achieve.

The first dream was realized in a modest brick house on Albert Street in Atlanta, Georgia. After years of saving from his many jobs, Herman’s father surprised the whole family, even his wife, by purchasing a home for their family. The second dream was realized when Herman graduated from Morehouse College with a degree in mathematics in 1967. His brother, Thurman, would go on to graduate from Morris Brown College.
Inspired by the work ethic and character of his parents, Herman continued his education by earning his Master’s degree in computer science from Purdue University while working full-time developing fire control systems for ships and fighter planes for the Department of the Navy. Though Herman enjoyed using his talents as a civilian employee for the Navy, he gravitated towards the culture of business.

Herman returned to his home of Atlanta to begin working as a computer systems analyst for the Coca-Cola Company. After considerable success at Coca-Cola, he moved to the Pillsbury Company. Within a short period of time, Herman rose to position of Vice President. Although the comforts of a corner office on the 31st floor of a majestic corporate building seemed satisfying, Herman knew that he needed a challenge.
He became the regional vice president of Pillsbury’s Burger King division. This meant starting from the “ground up,” dodging grease fires and broiling hamburgers. Herman was assigned to lead a low performing region of 450 of their restaurants. Within three years, it became the best performing region in the company.
Energized by overcoming the many obstacles of his job at Burger King, Herman took on the biggest challenge of his career. He accepted the call to become the President and CEO of Godfather’s Pizza, a company that was teetering on the edge of bankruptcy. In just 14 months, Herman returned Godfather’s to profitability and he led his management team to a buyout of the company.

His professional successes garnered the respect and admiration of industry peers who named him the President of the National Restaurant Association. Under Herman’s administration, the group grew significantly and began to lobby for the interests of America’s restaurateurs and small business owners.
In 1994, as head of the National Restaurant Association, he had the opportunity to speak with President Clinton during a nationally televised town hall meeting. Here, Herman challenged the President regarding the impact on businesses if his health care overhaul proposal were passed. President Clinton attempted to assure him and the millions of viewers watching at home that his legislation would not harm American business owners and their employees.

Herman was skeptical. “Quite honestly Mr. President, your calculations are incorrect,” he said. “In the competitive marketplace, it simply doesn’t work that way.” His words echoed across America, and Newsweek named Herman Cain the primary saboteur of Hillarycare.

Through these and other appearances on behalf of the National Restaurant Association, Herman began working with business leaders across all sectors of the American economy. This led to his acceptance of a position on the Board of Directors of the Federal Reserve Bank of Kansas City, and he was subsequently elected their chairman. In this role, he analyzed economic conditions in the region and notified the Federal Reserve of how their policies should respond.

Most recently, he hosted a radio talk show, “The Herman Cain Show,” on Atlanta’s WSB 750 AM/ 95.5 FM. He serves as a regular contributor on several broadcast networks and as a keynote speaker at conferences and events around the nation.

Despite the many professional commitments of his life, Herman continues to enjoy most the time spent with family and friends. As his children got married and had their own children, he knew that he had an extraordinary obligation to do what he could to make this a safe and prosperous nation for them. The paramount joys in his life are his wife, Gloria, his children and his grandchildren.

So...is it is possible?  Could he do it?

According to some in the Republican Party: Yes We Cain!





Learn more about Herman Cain at:

T.H.E New Voice








Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Birth of a Writer...

Life for me has been a roller coaster ride in the last 20 years.

When I graduated from high school, some umpteen years ago, I didn't have a clue as to what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. At first, I thought I wanted to go to school for business management, then I changed it to journalism, then, I was going to go to DeVry Institute of Technology--changed my mind because my mother couldn't afford to send me, and I didn't want to overload her with that kind of debt being a single parent.  So, thus, I chose to go into the workforce.  I worked many jobs, retail, banking, insurance, back to retail.I remember talking with some friends in English class about this very thing, and I had quipped to them that I wanted to be the first Black billionaire.  Well, John H. Johnson beat me to that.  But I still think about it.   A layoff in 2003 from a major insurance company made me focus on something that I at the time...seemed radical.  Instead of just getting another job; I made the decision to write a book.  Yeah, I was serious.  After 10 years of trying this and that to occupy my curious mind; writing a book was a challenge, but something I knew was meant for me.  I had won essay contests as a teenager and people always complimented my writing.  The catalyst of me focusing on writing actually was thanks to an old fifth teacher, Mrs. Fowler, who complimented my writing after grading a book report.  An epiphany occurred at that moment.  This was the one thing I could do better than most. 

The premise of the book evolved from conversations that I had initiated on a popular discussion site.  Every member that I engaged in discussion, debate, disagreements, etc., all encouraged me to write a book.  A sixth sense prompted me to start saving some of the discussions.  At the time, I didn't know why.  But I saved many.  As I pondered what to write about during my layoff; an epiphany came to me, and I began writing.  I had to educate myself about a lot of things: book proposals, writing query letters, literary agents, etc., and a writer must also read.  I read so many books, dutifully researching as well as gaining inspiration.  Chapter after chapter, the book began to evolve.  I struggled with titles.  I sent out my first query letter--got rejected, then changed focus.  I debated if I should continue with the book I was writing at the time.  It was a book about my experiences working at a local bank.  The title was How to Kill a Flower.  An appropriate title, given the crazy experiences that I had there.  It's not easy being a professional when you're going through growing pains in full view of others who have to critique your performance.  I thought about it, and then I decided to look over some of the saved conversations that I had.  One topic caught my attention.  It was a discussion about Black men.  Hhmmm...writing about Black men would be more intriguing, but I didn't want to approach it from a cerebral standpoint; I wanted to connect with Black men and the only way I could do that was to speak honestly, but in a loving way about issues that are impacting them.  The title of the book that I chose was A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman.  An appropriate title, given the obvious.  I've always been curious about Black men, what they think, how they feel, what their real views are, etc.  All my life, I've watched them, studied them, and this book is my interpretation of how I see them and my reaction to them.  Well, I finished that book last year and I will be self-publishing it this month.

This was a leap of faith.  I just wanted to change my life...after so many setbacks and detours when I was young.

It was never a goal to write a book that would be a best seller.  Frankly, the goal I started with and continue to have is for the book to reach its intended target.  The hope I have is that this book will change lives.

We'll soon see....

I encourage others to follow their dreams as well. You'll never know where they will take you.