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Black community & The Economy

Interesting exchange today, on the Facebook page of my friend Yvette Carnell's. One of her passions as a writer/commentator (she's basically a left-wing version of me, for the sake of brevity), is black America's economic problems (the lack of collective wealth due to historical disparities for far too many generations). In short, our past has had a lasting economic impact on today. I think we still have time to save the future, though none of us alive will see it, unless a fountain of youth is found. That's cuz' of what my big brother & writer Steven Barnes said – "There's no such thing as a wound, that takes less time to heal than it took to conflict." That's a minimum of 400 years. If you can't grasp that, accusations of black people being shiftless, lazy & too slow to "get over it" are profoundly inappropriate, if I'm polite. Racist if I'm not.

"Our economic woes as a community, are our fault alone," some insist. But we're all humans, right? Isn't that the battle cry for the #ALM crew? The physical differences are just our inheritance from our ancestors, whose survival in their environment meant having dark skin. The same is true for whites whose ancestors had to survive the cold. The stuff inside is the same. What Ben Carson said. But I'm derailing my own post a bit.

Let me harmonize these statements. With the unique, historical cards we were dealt, I don't see how anyone can argue, that discussions of slavery are irrelevant to economic ones. Yet I've heard them too many times. Slavery discussions are fundamentally economic. This is exacerbated by centuries of head starts others had. I'm tired of these faulty, racial comparisons, and anecdotes, use by some to thinly veil their contempt. The discussion on Yvette's page started off, with an erudite article about the definition of socialism. Discussions of capitalism inevitably are brought up whenever socialism is. It's a philosophical piggyback ride in fact. Capitalism is evil, capitalism liberates. My approach opposes both schools of thought on some level, because neither has ever been fully successful. I'm all about precedents, and trailblazing approaches. What is America to do then?

But back to that post in question, a commenter, after the evils of capitalism were presented said, "Capitalism worked for Black Wall Street," – I agreed. He's right, but the elephant in the room is that this is anecdotal. Hmm. There's nearly 43 million of us now folks. When at least over half of that number benefits generationally from capitalism, I'll bite. Until then, leave flippant remarks like "catch up with the rest of us," and anecdotes at the door. Yvette is justified in focusing on economic growth (or the lack of it). You're not an ally of either one of us.

Til' next musing,

Talitha McEachin

 

Being A Constitutionalist

Greetings All,

I wanted to share my thoughts today on what being a constitutionalist means to me, and why that means more to me than party affiliation, or any other political boxes I can check:

Folks, I am a constitutionalist before I am anything else. This allows me, to have political allies from all walks of life, as long as we can agree that the law of the land must be adhered to, as well as the legal blueprint for amending it. This doesn't mean the law is without imperfections, nor are those who created it. The same is true for those whose job it is to defend it. We're all inherently, flawed human beings. We make mistakes, and we must correct them legally as a society at times. History is replete with major and minor instances of this. This is why I consider Americans, who readily accept political legerdemain, used to circumvent legal procedures when it suits their interests, the most unpatriotic citizens there are.

As for me, I've accepted the inevitable reality, that putting my own personal agendas and biases aside, and honoring the constitution, means there will be things I am opposed to, but must allow to legally stand. That is, if my arguments to the contrary are not legally strong enough, to influence a different outcome. I really wish more Americans would follow suit. It's such a relaxing political place to be…

Until next musing,

Talitha McEachin

 
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Posted by on July 19, 2017 in Philosophy, Politics, Society, Uncategorized

 

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Happy Father’s Day…I Hope Yours Wasn’t Hijacked

HFD MomFriends,

I had a wonderful Father’s Day with my family sharing & laughing over a meal. I also am very blessed to have such wonderful memories of my own father Leroy, who passed away nearly four years ago. There is never a day that goes by when I don’t think of him, but today is especially nostalgic for me. As I wish all of the fathers out there a very happy day – their day, I must briefly respond to those women, namely some single mothers, who think it’s OK to hijack this holiday from men. I shared this on Facebook & I stand by it:

I have really had it with some women trying to hijack Father’s Day just because you had children with an irresponsible man & he is absentee. Let the men have their ONE day ladies. Women are not fathers nor can they be. Women aren’t female versions of men (or vice-versa).You are a woman, a mother doing the best you can and/or a phenomenal job in the absence of your children’s father. Unless some of you ladies have suddenly grown male sex organs & therefore know what it’s like to be a man, stop it with the “I’m Mom and Dad” nonsense, that’s impossible. Just be happy with YOUR day which we celebrated last month…sheesh! The irony is that you never hear single fathers wishing themselves a happy Mother’s Day…#howmuchattentiondoyouneed

 

This debate over single mothers declaring themselves as “both Mom & Dad” boils down to two sides – those who believe that parental roles are gender restrictive, and those who expand that to define it merely as anyone who fulfills the role in question, whether they are male or female. Obviously, I am in the former group. People who believe that it’s OK to wish single mothers “Happy Father’s Day” (or men “Happy Mother’s Day”) have succumb to this underlying missive from some in America, to neutralize gender, and this goes against humanity itself, which is equally dependent on procreation, therefore, both genders. This is an anti-humanity position as far as I’m concerned but I digress. The great irony of those of the latter persuasion, is that many of them were raised in single parent homes, and though they make the claim that “Mom is my Dad” or “Dad is my Mom” – there is still an underlying feeling that “something is missing”. This is usually the case when boys are raised by a single mother or daughters are raised by a single Dad, if the parent was not wise enough to seek help in co-rearing the child with someone of the opposite gender. Some have done this & their children are better for it and I am not speaking of such parents. If a single parent is fulfilling both roles as adequately as proponents of gender-neutral parenting claim, then there should be zero complaints or lamenting regarding the missing gender! You cannot celebrate your parent for fulfilling both roles and in the same breath complain that you did not have the other. It doesn’t work that way. As someone inevitably retorted to me on Facebook:

“While I do not support legalized same-sex marriage, I also recognize that in many homes gender alone does not define the role of mother and father.What about same-sex couples who are raising children, and each parent fulfills a different gender role?”

The answer is that in such households where the parents are of the same gender, only one role is being fulfilled but personalities & methods can be different. Gender is not something that can just be turned off or on like a light bulb in the same person, although some have tried. If children are being reared by two men then they have two fathers to honor on Father’s Day. Two lesbians raising children together mean that there are two mothers. Period. In any case, all I’m saying to the single Moms (because you pretty much never hear a single father declaring that he is both & should be honored as such) is that both genders have a day, stop hijacking Father’s Day from the men…

 

Until next time! God Bless!

 
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Posted by on June 15, 2014 in Philosophy, Society, Uncategorized

 

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Right vs Left & The Black Community; Today’s Musings

Friends,

I know I’ve been away for several weeks and haven’t posted, because, as I shared weeks ago, I am steadily writing & working hard to meet deadlines for my upcoming novel, THE ELEMENTS. Today I had the opportunity to dialogue with other local black conservatives & I wanted to share my thoughts with you all (as I shared them on Facebook), so here goes:

I was speaking to a small group of local black Conservatives on a conference call today & we spoke about several topics, including race in America. We were speaking about some of the ills of the black community including the crime rates, the greater need in some communities for economic empowerment & other things like awareness on screening for things like HIV, breast/prostrate cancer…etc. Frustratingly (to me & one other) the conversation devolved to liberal bashing – specifically black liberal/Democrat bashing on the part of some, not all. It is so ironic to me that some black conservatives engage in this sort of thing constantly when the topic of race comes up & I saw a lot of that during the #Zimmerman trial & the year preceding it. 

Some will declare, “I’m just American, no need to identify racially” – I say to each his or her own in that regard & I’m certainly not the cultural police. These same people who make such statements will make a point on their blogs/websites & any media forum they are involved in to present themselves as a “black Conservative”. In other words, they self-identify by race when it’s convenient for them or will get them noticed more. They want to stand out & let’s face it, black conservatives on some level are treated like celebrities on the right. We are praised for standing out/up & going against the grain. Some love the notoriety that comes along with this in the black community, yet bash liberals for “always bringing up race” or identifying by race. 

We all (as far as I can tell) identify as black conservatives on the right (myself included) for different reasons or by instinct but until some start identifying only as conservative, race notwithstanding, I’ve had enough of their black liberal/Democrat bashing & admonishing when it comes to this topic, when many of us do the same things we accuse them of – right-wing style. I’m a lot of things, but I don’t bash blacks on the left to appease ANYONE, nor gain attention – I attack policies & ideology as I see fit & that’s why my liberal friends & I can have #calmversations. We debate but in a civil manner & I just wish there was more unity within the black community between black people on the left & right. One day, we’ll get there. I have hope.

Everyone have a safe, productive & wonderful weekend, be blessed!

 
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Posted by on October 4, 2013 in Philosophy, Politics, Society

 

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Never Give Up!

Friends,

Consevative Libertarian blogger Talitha McEachin

Consevative libertarian blogger Talitha McEachin

I had been praying that I would find work to help supplement my income and I found a job, even though it wasn’t my first pick but I’m just not one to turn down any honest work – that’s not who I am, thank God. Picky workers starve. However, I had sent my resume to a company about two months ago but shortly after they put a freeze on hiring, so I pressed on with what I had been given.

Last Monday, one of the managers of that same company had called me & left a voicemail message asking that I come in for an interview that coming Wednesday and to call to confirm that I could make it. Well, for some odd reason, even though I use my phone everyday & check my voicemail daily, I never got the message….until last night. I had to take the battery out & when I put it back in I got an alert that I had a voicemail. I checked it & lo and behold, I listened to that message to me asking me to come in for the interview…from a week ago. I was so mad at myself, the phone, the world because I’m thinking “how could I have missed it” & the world must be against me, AND I’m trying to decide if I’ll even call them back because it’s been eight days since the message was left.

I was mad, discouraged & really self-defeated. How could I miss the call for the job which I really have wanted & had prayed for! So, I get out of my slump this morning because that’s unproductive. I prayed about it & decided to call the manager today. I explained that I had not even received his message & asked if the position had been filled, in my mind thinking that it HAD to have been filled in this economy, with Georgia’s unemployment rate being so high – no way could someone NOT have been hired.

Well, it had NOT been filled. The manager said that he was hoping I’d call back to confirm because I had the most experience of all of the other resumes they had received so far. He also wasn’t going to hunt me down either & had done his part by extending the interview opportunity. He had thought that I must have procured other employment or ignored the message, but didn’t have the etiquette to either call to decline or accept. He was puzzled by the disparity between the accolades received by my references & my lack of a response. They did interview others but no one really stood out yet. Four people confirmed the interview but didn’t show up. So guess where I’m going tomorrow morning? the interview bright & early – (gotta go to bed tonight, no late night Facebooking for me, writing or anything else). I don’t know if I’ll be hired, but I would not have this opportunity, had I just accepted defeat. All I needed was a chance to shine & I will. Be encouraged. Never give up/in!

“Do you not know that those who run in a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may obtain it.” – I Cor. 9:24

“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the LORD your God is with you wherever you go.” – Joshua 1:9

 
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Posted by on July 23, 2013 in Philosophy, Religion, Uncategorized

 

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Today’s Introspection & An Excerpt from THE ELEMENTS

Friends,

Consevative Libertarian blogger Talitha McEachin

Conservative libertarian writer Talitha McEachin

In light of all of the drama after the Zimmerman verdict and talks about race & racism, I wanted to share my thoughts from my Facebook page today, because this philosophy is at the heart of my reasoning for writing my current epic fantasy series:

“I will say this – that the racists of America, of all colors, are starting to realize, that they don’t have as many allies in the general population as they thought or once had…I can feel it & it’s a great thing. Racism concerns me deeply because I want the best for us as human beings, and it’s inextricably bound to some economic problems we have. We cannot progress as a species until we learn that we’re more alike than we are different.” 

And now here’s an excerpt from Book I of THE ELEMENTS (Chapter Six), Enjoy!

“Kgosi’s plan of attack is foolish,”

“What do you mean? The Lungi prophesy says that the Kishnu will begin to follow the Lungi way. My uncle is only pretending to fulfill this to take back our lands. He says their land belongs to our people and they drove us into the caves long ago – Ajuoga you have taught this yourself. It is a good plan,”

“Is it a good plan or is it foolish? There are gods – there are those before us. The Lungi believe this too. They say that their god gave a word that our people would come to him, after a war which the Lungi will win. Is this not the very thing Kgosi is doing? Does it matter that he does this with intent? He still does it Phenyo. There are better ways to have war than mocking a man’s god. We should let the Lungi be. Everything that we need is plentiful here, the land is good to us. We want for nothing. Kgosi is a fool of the worst kind – he spills the blood of our sons to show his power. His war is not with Nkosana, it is with the god of Nkosana. It would be better if he aimed his spear at the one whom he can see. Men are not suited for wars with the unseen,”

“That is why I want to lead a group of women there instead Ajuoga.I would like your blessing and a muthi for this journey,”

“You ask for my blessing and I will ask those before us for this, for you. You ask for my muthi and I will make a special one for you to drink. You will ask Kgosi to give this duty to you, and he will fill your ears with laughter,”

“I will show him that mine is a better way,”

“The women in Kishnuizwe have always been warriors in some form or another and you are the best – as good as most men and better than some, but Kgosi thinks too much of men Phenyo.Victory in war he preserves for men,”

“I want to ask the she-god myself …I believe she will give me the power to bend my uncle’s will to mine on this matter Ajuoga,”

“I have been waiting for you to ask for proof of the she-god Phenyo…so long have I waited for you to believe. Now you have at last asked to see her, though your asking comes wearing the cloak of disbelief,”

”If I did not believe there was a she-god -” Ajuoga stood and leaned over to touch Phenyo’s face and her hand felt for her nose then moved down to her lips. Using the tip of her thumb and the finger next to it she pulled a little at Phenyo’s lips and held them tightly, as if one more utterance would summon a known terror. Her next words were frightened, whispered caveats and she let go of Phenyo’s lips before she spoke them.

“No, No….No Phenyo! She gives us words only for truth. She does not protect those who use them for lies. You know this daughter. We speak only of what we do or will do or what is – never if I did or did not. There is a she-god or there is not!”

“There is,” said Phenyo, visibly startled

“I believe. I want to see her,” she continued. She may as well go along with it. Although Ajuoga seemed willing to show her the she-god, she had decided long ago, that no matter how obviously a figment of her mind, she would behave as though she were real. It was the respectful thing to do.

“Good! Now that you have asked you shall see daughter of mine. Will you lend me your eyes?…will you tell me what you see? I want to know of her face – again…the she-god. I want to know of her beauty! My eyes….my eyes….I only have eyes in my sleep! There was a time when my eyes could see…long ago…I was still a girl. The she-god came to me then but I did not believe! I saw her with my eyes and she took them with her when she left me Phenyo – she took my eyes! I refused to believe but I was only a girl. Will you be my eyes Phenyo? I want to see her face again!”

Ajuoga trembled as she rubbed her hands together. Her words rushed into one another in desperation then were slow, like a procession of beasts running with all their might, slowing down for a cliff ahead and slamming into one another’s flesh. For the first time Phenyo felt afraid in her company but reached for Ajuoga’s leathery face with courage and wiped away the tears with her fingers. Ajuoga seemed more like a stranger with remnants of familiarity to her now.

“Yes mother…from where will she come?”

“Shhh…only believe what you can see…daughter. Believe what you see,” Ajuoga stood slowly and spread her arms – the left one towards the ceiling and the other perpendicular to it. Though closed, her eyes shone a dull white through the lids and escaped between her lashes at the bottom, like rays of a partially eclipsed sun. The arch in her back straightened itself triumphantly against the rush of wind that flew into the dwelling, past Phenyo, then orbited both women. Ajuoga’s hair rose and fell as Phenyo’s neatly woven hair withstood the wind. Dust and small pieces of debris danced. Phenyo stood but wanted badly to abandon her flesh standing there, allowing herself to escape invisibly, unable to be followed or seen. Shiluba could be heard outside scurrying about and making high-pitched pleas. If the winds didn’t calm soon, the chimpanzee would seek comfort in the heights of the trees away from the izindlu.

“Ajuoga?”

“You are Phen-yo,”

“Yes…are you from those before us?”

“Phenyo…you are a fine woman indeed. I see why she loves you so,”

“You are the she-god?”

“Yes,”

“What have you done with mother’s tongue?”

“She is here still – and has not been harmed,”

“What do you want of me?”

“I did not summon you Phenyo. What do you desire of me?”

“What is your name?”

“You wanted to know my name? How can a she-god help you?”

“I didn’t believe,”

“I know – she knows. I told her you would not believe until you could see,”

“Whose blood belongs to you?”

“No Phenyo, I am not an ancestor of the Kishnu, the Kishnu are of me,”

“Then you are -”

“Phenyo, do you believe?”

“No,”

“Will you believe?”

“Yes,”

Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved by TK McEachin.
 
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Posted by on July 22, 2013 in Fictional Writing, Philosophy, Society

 

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I’m Not A “Cookie-Cutter” Conservative

Consevative Libertarian blogger Talitha McEachin

Talitha McEachin

I get messages & comments throughout social media (and email) fairly often, from people questioning the authenticity of my Christian faith, conservatism, my cultural tie to the black community or my level of empathy for issues related to gender. This is usually due to an opinion I have given, which is not in agreement with the consensus or, which is in agreement with someone I’m supposed to automatically oppose no matter what (as if anyone other than me will decide this). I normally only respond to public accusations & ignore the private messages sent most of the time, depending on how they are expressed. I’m not special or alone, most of us bloggers/writers with any level of an audience or followers experience this. I objectively look at things & I make up my own mind and try my best to do so without all of the biases that I may have, and we all have them – it takes effort & forethought to be objective. All I can do is be me, be honest & give my assessments as I see things, or muzzle myself when I feel there aren’t enough facts or there is too much gray area to draw a conclusion. With that said, folks, I’m not a “cookie-cutter” conservative, Christian, woman, Southerner or black woman, so stop expecting me to be.

If I disagree with the majority in any demographic I belong to, I’m going to say so freely & respectfully and I could care less who gets upset about that. That doesn’t make me any less of any of those things I named. Sometimes I agree with liberals, disagree with conservatives, stand up for men, admonish women, agree with the perspectives of other black people & other times I disagree strongly. Plenty of times I’ve agreed with the perspective of white Americans (skin color doesn’t determine veracity for me). I have defended Muslims from vitriol. If you find that you disagree with any majority in your personal demographics it’s OK….the earth will still spin on it’s axis. These people don’t sleep next to you, they don’t feed you or keep a roof over your head. If hard times come to you, they aren’t the ones you will call upon for help. Do not allow the “herd” to force you to go along to get along – speak your mind. Stand up for what’s right (no pun intended) based on your convictions because YOU have to live with your actions or failure to act, no one else…think about it.

Rant over…have a blessed & productive day!

 
 

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