(Ah, yes, I am quoting Meet Me in St. Louis, which has always been one of my favorite movies, only now it’s ruined because I found out more than I wanted to know about the actual history of the World’s Fair of 1904 . . . but I digress.)

I discovered Carmen Van Kerckhove and her wonderful blogs not too long ago. Imagine my surprise when I saw that she had been a guest on Grand Rapids’ own Radio in Black and White . . . which I had heard of, but haven’t listened to until now . . . although I need to start tuning in . . .

anyway, you should listen too. You can hear the interview directly on Carmen’s blog by clicking the arrow at the bottom of this post . . . it will take about 35 minutes to listen to the part that includes her, but it’s totally worth it, especially towards the end when she starts talking about Africa . . .

it’s all of those years I spent living in standard-issue white or beige-walled apartments, I’m sure. but at 10:59pm tonight, I was suddenly gripped by the desire to change my theme AGAIN.

I have to work on fixing the title, but otherwise I like it.

do you?

Okay. I know that people HATE him and think he’s a liar, blah blah blah. but I KNOW that the things he’s speaking about are true in this particular case. (I lived in NYC during the Amadou Diallo/Abner Louima era)

[never mind that both Diallo and Louima were not only petite (I don't think either was taller than 5'7"), but also immigrants. The adage, "pick on someone your own size" comes to mind, and it seems to me that you never hear about the police in NYC going after a 6'4" black man. Which to me is a definite evidence of the subconscious underpinnings of these shootings. not to mention a definite "S.A.Y.P." moment.]

I found this video almost funny . . . that is, until the part at the end where Moore suggests that all black folks in NYC walk around with their hands up in the air at all times . . . that part made me really sad, remembering one young woman who had such a huge impact on me when I was working at the Gap . . . she came into our store with her cash in her hand, and spent her whole time shopping there with her hand raised high, showing us that she really did have the money to shop there, that she wasn’t there to steal.

It was the saddest thing I have ever seen. I wanted to tell her, “you don’t have to do that . . . we look at suspicious behavior, not at how you dress or the color of your skin” . . . but I knew that I couldn’t tell her that she didn’t have to do what she was doing, because despite all of our training to the contrary, I couldn’t give her any guarantees that she would not be pre-judged in this way. 

and that really sucks.

I should really look at these and post my favorites more often. WordPress, as part of my blog statistics, allows me to see which search terms people have used to get to my blog. Here are a few favorites of the past week:

“get a car towed in nyc”
 (this, or some variation of this, is a common search term here. I’m glad I can be of service!)

“alyssa alanis” (hey now! that set of names is already taken!)

“duggars insane” (THAT’S RIGHT!) and many other variations.

“kalamazoo racist” (yes, sometimes)

“underarms photos” (yeah, well . . . )

and my ABSOLUTE  FAVORITE for the week:

“pronounce acrost”

YES, THAT’S CORRECT!!! THERE IS NO “T” IN “ACROSS”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I wonder how long it will be until someone in the US will be able to get away with something like this?

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