THIS IS ME! This is why I hate playing games!
About four months ago, I took my older son, Jojo, to the barber shop. I told the barber not to shave off all of Jojo’s hair and to just trim it. He then proceeded to shave Jojo’s head practically bald. ”Whoa, whoa, I told you that I did not want it bald, this is way too low!” I exclaimed.
"How can I tell you this?” said the black barber with clippers still in the front of Jojo’s hair. “You’ve got a real n****r here. He is a native boy. He is from the tribe. This ain’t pretty hair. This is the best cut for him." Despite the prevalence of the n-word in hip hop music, popular culture and the streets of my New York City neighborhood, I was both dumbfounded and devastated by the remark.
And I didn’t want to make a scene.
Because I’ve played the incident over and over in my mind since then, if I could go back in time, I know exactly what I would say. “Brother, this boy in front of you is my little king. How dare you refer to him as a ‘n****r’? That word was used to oppress us and it has no place coming out of your mouth or anyone else’s. His hair is magical. It defies gravity and replicates the DNA helix. If you can’t respect that magic, we have to leave.”
Forget it. Don’t come. It’s off. Do not come.
This is easily the most intense, suspenseful, well-acted, well-shot, unpredictable episode of Breaking Bad, if not of all time. I’m pretty good at predicting what’s going to happen next in shows and movies but this… I didn’t see this coming until the nazi’s truck appeared in the rearview mirror.
The truth is that the more intimately you know someone, the more clearly you’ll see their flaws. That’s just the way it is. This is why marriages fail, why children are abandoned, why friendships don’t last. You might think you love someone until you see the way they act when they’re out of money or under pressure or hungry, for goodness’ sake. Love is something different. Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it’s seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship.
I’ve been forced to explain homosexuality to my kids (aged 3 and 4) because their uncle is gay. This incredibly difficult and traumatic experience went as follows:
Child: Why does Uncle Bob go everywhere with Pete?
Me: Because they’re in love, just like Mummy and Daddy are.
Child: Oh. Can I have a biscuit?
We’re all scarred for life. Scarred, I tell you.
Hayao Miyazaki’s Retirement Announced
[AFP] - Japanese animation and manga master Hayao Miyazaki is retiring, the head of his production company said on Sunday at the Venice film festival, where his last work Kaze Tachinu (The Wind Rises) was being shown. "Miyazaki has decided that Kaze Tachinu will be his last film, and he will now retire," said Mr Koji Hoshino, head of Studio Ghibli co-founded by Mr Miyazaki.
The 72-year-old Mr Miyazaki has won hearts and accolades around the world in a career that began in the 1960s. His Body of work includes; Spirited Away, Ponyo, Howl’s Moving Castle, Princess Mononoke & My Neighbor Totoro.
Thought many Middle Eastern Women photographers live in countries dominated by men, they’ve used photography for generations as a means of expression.
The Museum of Fine Arts in Boston has just opened an exhibit of 12 women photographers from the Arab World, and it’s a must see.