Thursday, September 17, 2009

Who wants to be ruled to death (til death)?

Why do rules exist? I know when we are curious children with a penchant for sticking foreign objects down our throats, rules come in handy. But when you get to be 30 years old, and you continue to renew your subscription to society's dogmatic rule handbook, Yikes.

For instance,

Your beloved has a momentary indiscretion. ALL of your friends sound like a Mary J Blige chorus, "Get rid of his cheatin ass!" In order to save face, and only for this reason, you oust him. Misery, loneliness, and doubt set in. The question is, whose rules did you follow here? Hmmm? Why did the chorus have more creedence than your own heart's urgings? Yikes.

You have always been an artist at heart but have a post graduate degree in biochemicalquantitativepsychoanalyticalresponsive engineering. LOL. Your entire family and for that matter, your entire world expect you to find the cure for cancer but all you truly want to do is flounce about like a ballerina while singing Peter, Paul and Mary tunes (RIP). Where is it written that this decision is not yours? When did you relinquish control of your own life? Double Yikes.

Who made the rule that children under a certain age should not know the correct names for their sexual organs? Calling a vagina a wuwu and a penis a dingaling is not only silly but dangerous. I want my child to be able to tell me if someone touches them and where..... This is not possible if they only know the Teletubby names for their organs. Yikety-Yikes.

Who made the rule that it is rude to talk openly about race? It is, by far, the most interesting, deep, confounded, irrational, enraging issue in our modern American society. What idiot savant made up the question "Why does it always have to be a race thing?" My question is, why not? Why does it make people so uncomfortable to talk about our differences? I love being black as well you should find the love in being whatever the hell you are. Let's then, discuss and compare notes. yi...you get it.

What the hell? I can't MARRY whomever I want? What simple-minded bigot with a God complex made up this modern Jim Crow rule? And please don't say God because my Savior didn't write the Constitution of the United States. I'm too brilliant for that flawed argument...YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIKES!

So, I guess my ultimate observation is... BE CAREFUL AND ATTENTIVE. Too many of us are allowing the joy-less, uninspired, adventureless throng set the agenda for our lives. You only get one swing at the ever elusive happiness. Make it your best......

As always cover and flank me with your prayers and you can rest assured, I am doing the same thing for you.. its a little rule I have.

Scooby


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