Just Gonna See How It All Unfolds, Hope To Be In The Land Of The Living In November

Elections 2012

I have never seen so much disrespect for a black man in authority in all of my life.

It is a damn shame that some folks have been able to get away with saying and doing whatever they like when it comes to disrespecting the black man.

It is sad how some folks whom call themselves community/political leaders, spiritual leaders and others whom say they are our brothers keeper but sit back and let mess happen without speaking out.

I read a lot of stuff local/state newspapers, blogs, facebook and I look at how people will respond to things that are not controversial but will not touch things that I feel we should be open and honest about. But then they get mad with me because I will tell it. Yep going to put it out there because people need to know. It is good for the soul.

I am not afraid to take a stand so therefore I am not afraid to walk alone. I will not walk beside scared damn folks because they are dangerous. “If You Are Scared, Say it!” and shut the hell up and get the hell out of my way.

I am reminded of a couple of quotes:

"I swore never to be silent whenever human beings endure suffering and humiliation. We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented." – Elie Weisel

"Cowardice asks the question: is it safe? Expediency asks the question: is it politic? Vanity asks the question: is it popular? But conscience asks the question: is it right? And there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular- but one must take it simply because it is right." : Martin Luther King Jr. 1929-1968

So long as the people do not care to exercise their freedom, those who wish to tyrannize will do so; for tyrants are active and ardent, and will devote themselves in the name of any number of gods, religious and otherwise, to put shackles upon sleeping men: Voltaire. François Marie Arouet (1694-1778)

One of the saddest lessons of history is this: If we’ve been bamboozled long enough, we tend to reject any evidence of the bamboozle. We’re no longer interested in finding out the truth. The bamboozle has captured us. It is simply too painful to acknowledge — even to ourselves — that we’ve been so credulous: Carl Sagan

"One of the world’s greatest problems is the impossibilty of any person searching for the truth on any subject when they believe they already have it." –Dave Wilbur

""If a baseball player slides into home plate and, right before the umpire rules if he is safe or out, the player says to the umpire – ‘Here is $1,000.’ What would we call that? We would call that a bribe.

If a lawyer was arguing a case before a judge and said, ‘Your honor before you decide on the guilt or innocence of my client, here is $1,000.’ What would we call that? We would call that a bribe.

"But if an industry lobbyist walks into the office of a key legislator and hands her or him a check for $1,000, we call that a campaign contribution. We should call it a bribe." : Janice Fine – Dollars and Sense magazine 

Throughout history, it has been the inaction of those who could have acted; the indifference of those who should have known better; the silence of the voice of justice when it mattered most; that has made it possible for evil to triumph: Haile Selassie


Deals marked end of legislative session – News & Observer

The pace of deal cutting in the last days of the legislative session rivaled the action on a car lot as millions in tax credits, money for state agencies, and extra days off for state employees won speedy approval as lawmakers worked to pass controversial bills.

The aisle-crossing votes that helped override Gov. Bev Perdue’s vetoes of the state budget and fracking law appeared to be helped by $60 million for the film industry and vacation days for state employees that made it into end-of-session catch-all bills. (More)

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Sprint Hotspot On My Phone Wouldn’t Go Anywhere Without It

I just love it access to the worldwide web 24-7 anywhere anytime.

I can sit in my car during my work lunch break and get on the net. I can ride down the highway and get on the net. I can go any place that may not have public internet access and I can get on the net. Sitting in the mall on my laptop via my HTC Android that has the capacity to allow up to 8 users. Damnit I love it.

I am sitting in the mall on my laptop via my HTC while the family window shop. I would be crazy as hell if I didn’t have this luxury. This is not bad at all for $29.00 a month especially when I use it nearly every day.

I Am A Blogger, Reporter, Messenger, Listener, Videographer, Photographer And More. I Am Quite Sure You Have A Title For Me As Well But . . .

But that is okay because I know who I am and whose I am so it does not matter what title you give me. You see it is up to me to accept it. Well!

Since I am all the above and report on what is going on around me, I refuse to not report on some of my personal happenings that I choose to share with others. You see I can do that because I am in control of The DCN News Blog/Online TV so I control the keyboard.

There will be times when others may not like what I report but it does not matter. Always remember you have options and if you don’t know what they are then just ask and I will tell.

“I have no permanent friends, no permanent enemies only permanent interest.” The quote goes for family, associates and others as well.

You have a blessed day ya hear!

I Totally Agree With Grace L Galloway On Her Facebook Comment About Rep. Larry Kissell

Response: It is a damn shame to call yourself a Democrat but do not stand on Democratic issues. I would love to know why his ignant a… has gone on record saying he will not endorse the President. So if all that you have posted is true then he needs to switch parties.

I am a precinct chair and I am sick and tired of ignant a… Democrats.

Larry Kissell has stated publicly that he WILL NOT ENDORSE PRESIDENT OBAMA and that he will not be attending Convention this September. He also said he will vote to repeal Affordable Care Act. This after he voted to cite AG Eric Holder for contempt of Congress on some cockamaimy excuse.

Here is MY official comment. We are told as Chairs that we have to support the Democratic ticket regardless of the person on the ticket. I have been taken to task by the District Chair for my stance against Kissell in the past and stood my ground then. I will stand my ground again now.

I WILL NOT ENDORSE LARRY KISSELL in the 8th Congressional District race. If anyone wishes to make a complaint to the Council of Review – please be my guest. I cannot support someone who does not support my President. End of story. I will be writing in Bill Hefner’s name come November. He was the last true Democrat and representative of the 8th District.

And yes, I know Bill Hefner is dead – been dead a while. I cannot vote for a Republican and intend to vote for a Democrat – even a dead one.

An Open Letter To Nashonda Lavette Sherrod (Dancy) Just Got To Tell My Story

I have been thinking about our conversation that we had around April so I am responding once again.

I can’t help but remember you saying that I was bitter. I responded that I was not bitter but I am telling my story which is the truth. I have no reason to lie.

But I could easily be bitter but I do not get bitter over things that I can not change alone and when it comes to you and I it will have to take both of us coming to a common ground. However it appears that that is not happening so I don’t know what else to do. I do know that to do nothing means nothing changes.

Now back to you saying I was bitter. I could easily be bitter because . . .

The year 1987 was a great year for me. I began working on my job on January 26 and still work at the same place. You were born on April 1. I used to drink on the weekend only but because I said you would never see me drink I quit way before you were born.

I quit my part-time job to help your grandmother keep you at night because your mom worked 2nd shift.

I used to buy all of your clothes going to Ames Department Store in Tarboro buying you matching outfits every Friday. Sharia Pittman Dozier now used to work there and she started working with your mom at a glove making company.

I used to buy all the milk and pampers and your mom didn’t have to buy you anything unless she just wanted to. However I tried to get her to stop buying nickel bags and when I found one in her pocket book I told her if she could buy that she could start helping me buy you clothes and milk.

I had 2 cars so I used to let her keep 1 the whole week. When I bought my brand new Chevrolet Camaro Z28 I used to let her keep it. She eventually purchased her a car and a Chevrolet Chevette and we would swap cars a lot.

Even before you were born I used to buy food and cook for your mom, your grandmother, your great uncle and your cousin Little George weekly. I used to help Little George with his homework everyday. Your mom was working 2nd shift but I was with them everyday while she was working.

Because your mom wanted to continue to hang out at the club with a couple of her friends drinking and smoking I told her we had a baby. I recall one Saturday evening I gone to her house and she had gone out with another guy. I rode around and late that night I seen her and the guy go over to one of her friend’s sister’s house where the guy dropped her off.

It had got to the point that things were getting out of control so I decided it was best that we go about our business. I recall one day I came to pick you up and she tried to kick me when I was carrying you out of the house and I talked junk to her and told her she could have made me drop you. After then she didn’t want to let me see you so I started sending pampers and clothes to you by the Sheriff Department. However she didn’t want me to see you so I had to take her to court to get visitation rights.

I had to take her to court several times because she didn’t abide by the rights.

Every year when I gave you a birthday party I invited her and your step-dad to come and she never did but your step-dad and his dad did. I told your step-dad that it was over with your mom and I so don’t let her turn him against me.

And then around 1992 they moved to Maryland trying to keep me from being able to spend time with you. Well I didn’t give a damn where they moved to I was going to spend time with you. I was so stuck on spending time with you that I didn’t even fight to have your mom to meet me half way between Pinetops and Maryland. Actually I had to find where ya’ll live because they wouldn’t tell me but I had some kind of directions that they had given the lawyer that was not clear.

But because my cousin Gregory lived in Forestville Maryland at the time he was able to get me to where ya’ll were staying with your step-dad’s aunt and her husband. His aunt and uncle always treated me with respect but all of those years your mom wouldn’t even speak even when they moved out to their own apartment.

I used to pick you up every holiday which was sometimes 3 days and I worked 2nd shift for many years and I would get off work at 1:00 am in Rocky Mount go home and lay down until around 3:30 am and get on the road by 4:00 am. I had to find someone to ride with me. I would drive 4 hours to pick you up and 4 hours back home but the first thing I did was to stop and get you some breakfast.

Because of the clothes your mom used to send for you to wear I stopped her from sending anything. I had to go buy you clothes every time I picked you up because I would let you keep them.

I remember how you used to cry so bad every time I would take you back to Maryland and it would just hurt me. I have witnesses to all of what I am saying so I have no reason to make any of this stuff up from the time you were born until the time ya’ll moved to Maryland.

Talking about being bitter, they used to let me drive all the way to Maryland and then they would get in the car and drive to NC the same morning. When I took you back on many of times they were here in NC but made me drive all the way back to Maryland to take you home.

I remember several times I took you home they were not there so I had to ride around until they got home. I remember one time I brought you back home with me and they get on the phone and call the police wanting me to bring you back to Maryland. I said oh hell no. They had to come through the week and pick you up while I was at work. This was during the time when my mom was terminally ill.

Why I could be bitter. I have no pictures of you from the time you started school until you finished high school. I was not invited to go to your graduation nor to your college graduation. When I spoke to you you said your mom wanted your aunts to be there.

Family, friends and co-workers ask me about you all the time but I tell them I don’t hear from you but how proud I am of you. One of your aunts showed me your high school graduation picture and boy I was proud. I could have bought my own pictures if I was aware of when you were taking them.

I used to take you with me to the NAACP meetings and I bought you and your sister little brief cases from Big Lots and we all would walk in the meetings with them. People used to tease me all the time.

My wife long before we got married and afterwards used to treat you just like you were her daughter before your sister was born. And then when your sister was born she treated both of you the same.

I will never forget when my wife and I got married I went to work that Friday morning at 5:00 am until 9:00 am and came home and picked you up and we drove to New Bern. You were there with me. My wife sister kept you and your sister while we went on our 2 day honeymoon. My wife’s mom and sister treated you just like they treated your sister.

When my mom died in 1997 I called your mom and asked could I come and pick you up for the funeral and she said no. As crazy as my mom was about you and much as she kept you, she did not even bring you to the funeral. I was hurt but most of all my dad was hurt even more. Everyone wanted you there.

Your brother  was born in 1998 and the last time you stayed with us was 1999 after the flood and we were staying in a camper trailer behind aunt’s house. I was going to Maryland to pick you up and I couldn’t get ya’ll so I called to New Port News to your aunt’s house and ya’ll were there. I could have gone to Maryland for no reason. I picked you up from New Port News and I made up my mind then that I had much on my plate. I had lost my house and clothes in the flood and living in a camper trailer. Your brother had asthma really bad and he went in the hospital every year for about the 1st 3 years after he was born. I had a family and didn’t have time for the drama especially when your mom was coming right here and would not work with me by saying I could pick you up in Speed at your step-dad’s grandmother’s house or Pinetops at your mom’s grandmother’s house.

Also during that time the sniper was on the loose in the route between Virginia and Maryland shooting folks at random. Damn that was scary to think about going to Maryland to pick you up and a sniper was in the area.

When I had your phone number before you got out of school I used to call you but you really didn’t talk. And then when you got a cell phone I used to call you and/or text you but then I lost all the numbers in my cell phone.

Well I paid my child support and was willing to pay my part of your doctor bills and anything else but since there were a lack of communication what more could I do? Again it was I who had to file the visitation rights to be able to see you and I agreed to pay my share as it related to your doctor bills. Before your mom and step-dad moved to Maryland your mom had your medical card from my job and she didn’t have to pay anything when you went to the doctor. You see they moved to Maryland and they got married a couple of years later.

When your mom and step-dad got married my mom and my aunt attended the wedding and I was told that you was trying to get over there were my mom was when you were suppose to be walking down the aisle in the wedding.

Every time someone died in your family I always found you after the funeral so that I could talk with you.

Several years ago my wife, your sister and brother seen you at SouthWest Edgecombe High School Graduation and they came home so happy to see you. This was the first time your brother had seen you to know who you were because he was only 1 year old when you came to stay with us last. He was now around 10 or 11 years old. They got your phone number and we began to communicate again. But then your sister and I lost your phone number in our cell phones.

I could go on but I am going to stop here. I documented everything and it is in the clerk of courts office.

Well it appears that your mom and your step-dad accomplished their mission to take you away from me and they succeeded. I was hoping that one day after you got older that you would try to reach out to us to have a line of communication. However it appears that your mom and step-dad didn’t want you to have a relationship with me nor my family my dad, sister, my wife, your sister, your brother, my aunts and your cousins around your age that were close to you especially one cousin whom you were close to that live a couple of houses down from your step-dad’s grandmother.

You say that I am bitter but I say I am not. Hurt? Hell yeah!

Some my family and your mom’s family asked me why I didn’t try to get custody of you and my motto was that you would never see me drink nor will you ever be able to say I tried to take you from your mom so I chose to take the route that I took.

I could be bitter because I feel that I tried to do my part in such a difficult and hostile environment up until 1999. I could be bitter because you could have a relationship with my daddy, my sister, my wife and your sister and brother even if you didn’t want to talk to me. You have been to Pinetops many, many times and passed right by my house and your granddad’s house although we live on 2 different roads. You pass by my house to go to Pinetops and then you pass by dad’s house to go to your great-grandmother’s house.

Again no matter what I am proud of you and I wish you nothing but the best.

I am quite sure you will not like this letter however I refuse to go to my grave without the truth being made known.

I tried to reach out to you and I was hoping to hear from you after sending you my most recent response but it appears that you have completely shut us out of your life and I understand. You said you didn’t ask for this and I totally agree.

Since I have not heard from you I have no regrets about going public with this letter. I am quite sure you have a problem with me sharing my story however I feel I waited until you graduated from high school, college and now you are in the ministry and doing well.

Yes I made a choice to back off and neglected my visitation however I chose to have my child support taken out check at work so that was the only regular communication that I had with you. I carried you on my insurance at work until a couple of years ago when I had to take you off.

I was hoping things were going to get better when you got older but I feel you are bitter with me because of some of the things you said I didn’t do during our last conversation via internet. It is obvious that you are bitter with me because of what you have been told about me or simply just because you have a problem with me sharing my story publicly. Well I waited and waited over the years and it seemed that we were not going to have a relationship.

And lastly you chose to change your name. I paid child support all of these years and attempted to communicate with you so it is not like I was not trying to be a part of your life. I wanted to be there but I also wanted to make it easy for you since there was no communication between me and your mother so I didn’t want you to grow up torn between 2 families that were 4 hours apart.

I could be bitter but I was not raised that way.

I love you and it ain’t nothing you can do about it.

So there you have it, this is my story and I stand by it.

Note: It is 2:45 am on Wednesday July 4, 2012 sitting at your sister’s apartment kitchen table where she is attending North Carolina Central University Durham NC where she will be a Senior when school begins in August. Proud of my daughters.