Friday, January 27, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 27th, Friday... So I'm flipping channels and I stumble up a show that I do not watch: It's A Brad, Brad World, which is a show about a homosexual fashion dude. I'm watching this guy talk about his childhood, while crying. He is unshaven, hair a mess. He has on fashionable sun glasses and he is going on about how he and his father never got along and I am wondering, what is the perception of a black heterosexual male these days?
Last time I checked, I have an idea of what the white heterosexual male looks like. He is Tim Taylor (Tim Allen) who worships tools and grunts like the Neanderthal man. Are black men now represented by the "rapper" image. You know, hardcore, educated by the street in the hood, life expectancy to 25 years old? (Talk about an endangered species!) Stereotypes abound, I am talking about perceptions. Now-a-days it seems like TV is the portal to the world for most in America. What you see, is! Network TV, news included, is stupid! Cable TV puts it out there! The bad part is the more cash involved, the more idiotic the scenarios. "Reality" TV shows really show to what length people will act (up). Needless to say, black women do not fair well in this genre. Dressed up, weaved up, made up women dating no account men, driving expensive cars and throwing drinks at each other during a stupid argument has the ancestors twisting in their graves like a crocodile performing the death roll!
As outragious as it looks, I wonder what the future holds?

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 25th, Wednesday... For the record, I am not a Bible thumper. I cannot recite chapter and verse off the top of my head. I do believe in God so I am not all bad! I try to live right. You know, respect others, respect myself... That sort of thing. I do go to church and I enjoy it. When not in church, I sometimes watch and listen to THE WORD Ministries that come on during the week. All of that being said, I cannot listen to every pastor or bishop or apostle that gets up there and goes through the process of teaching. I say that because I have problems with the presentation and delivery of the WORD by some.
There is one pastor, I won't mention his name, who wrangles my nerves! He is a good preacher, in my opinion, but he always manages to talk about his house, his possessions, his riches... He talks about how much he tithes and how it measures up with how much other pastors tithes... He's like watching religious train wreck performance art! (I can't turn away!)
Maybe I should not be critical of a religious man but am I wrong for feeling this way? I mean, if I visited his home that is set up like a museum and be comfortable in it when I cannot touch anything, when there are no signs posted that says "DO NOT TOUCH!" Not that I would want to touch anything. My fear is that the alarm would go off and security would physically remove me from the premises and, yet, I should be comfortable while visiting. Maybe I don't get it? Maybe I should just submit to a passive-aggressive, masochist who seems to get pleasure out of beating my brains out under the disguise of Christianity! Lord Have Mercy!

Sunday, January 22, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 22nd, Sunday... This week past I asked GOD for some Devine Intervention. Guess what? I GOT IT! I was granted FAVOR from HIM on something that I used to do and wanted to do again.
I think what I am talking about is belief. I have always been of the opinion that I am optimistically pessimistic! But my thinking got flipped when I had an epiphany. Just as I thought that something cannot happen, I started to think about how something can just as easily happen if I believe it can. Now, it might take a minute but nothing comes before its time! My appreciation intensified when what I wanted came at a time when it was most needed and not when I most wanted it! I had conditioned myself to be impatient. Now that I have developed some patience... Well, lets just say that I have matured!
Needless to say, I'm cool!

Monday, January 16, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 16th, Monday... I attend a Black church and I did go to it yesterday. It was a good sermon. Pastor talked about being in position to receive GOD's grace and blessing. I left feeling good about myself. I felt like I have a long way to go but I've come a long way also. I got in my car and pulled out of the parking lot... And then it hit me like a shot! Hey, it's Dr. Martin Luther King Day! (Yes, the pun is intended!) My (Black) pastor said nothing about Martin Luther King! Nothing, zilch, nada...
Last time I checked, Dr. Martin Luther King was the pre-eminent pastor of the civil rights movement. He may be, arguably, the single most reason why Black pastors can exist. It was his voice that opened up the wound to help expose the injustices against Blacks that was taken into consideration by the powers that be in America! Sure there were preachers and pastors before him but he had his hand on the pulse of racial injustice that we all owe a debt to.
Quiet is kept, I have not heard much about this holiday in the media or by word of mouth. I live near DC and not too far from the new Dr. Martin Luther King monument and I have heard nothing about (another) march on Washington D.C.
So what am I to think? Am I living in Arizona East? Should I confront my pastor or should I just act like everybody else does? It's just another holiday... There will be no normal bus service, garbage collection, post office service and the banks and schools will be closed. It is too cold to have a MLK cookout and I need the rest to get ready for work tomorrow. Thanks Martin for putting your life on the line for me to be able to hear NOTHING about you on the day that took legislators forever to decide to have in the first place! "I have a nightmare..."

Saturday, January 14, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 14th, Saturday... Friday the 13th was yesterday. Any Friday the 13th is always a good day for me. It's the 14th when things go south. Now, I have said this before so when you read this, don't get your drawers in a bunch! I HATE FACEBOOK! No, it's not the concept of Facebook that irks me. It's the people on Facebook that chokes my chicken! Fake philosophers, pseudo pastors, poets, pundits, posers, procrastinators, posturers, whatever... They all emerge on Facebook and spew all of these words that make them sound so intelligent... Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah... Case in point, I had a conversation with a woman who loves to post religious comments. She is ALWAYS quoting the BIBLE and making affirmations. She is very beautiful and she is always changing her profile picture, which indicates, to me, that she is suffering from one (or all) of the deadly sins. She made a comment about a "paradox." I commented that a "paradox" was 2 doctors! Well you would have thought that I slapped her momma in front of Jesus! She proceeded to give me Webster's definition of what a paradox is. So, I ask you: Can someone be so stuck on them self that they can not see a joke coming from a mile away via the 3 Stooges? I know, I know, it's me! I'm too worldly to understand the quagmire bible thumpers are stuck into. If I were preparing myself for "KINGDOM" living, I would understand those folks better. But, I don't so I don't. 2012... The end!

Thursday, January 12, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 12th, Thursday... Yeah, I know... It's been a couple of days but I've been busy discovering my inner christian! Man, I've hatin' on people for no good reason! For instance, I'm Black but I dig Lady Gaga! So what if she's Madonna via CHER... I dig the fact that she has the kahunas to do what she's doing! She's famous and paid! And we know that in America, it's about being paid!
And, so what if the Kardashians are stupid! They're famous and paid! So what if the Republicans are assholes? They're famous and paid! (See if you can get a gig where you can get dumb ass people to give you millions in campaign funds to hear you spew stupid racist and bigoted comments!) And so what if idiotic unknown folks have reality shows. Now they're (in)famous and paid!
I'm done hatin' on people. The people I used to like and thought were my friends I'm not feelin' anymore. Besides, they're broke and not famous! Fuck them! "Well..."

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 3rd, Tuesday... Man, I gotta stop watching network TV in 2012! Cable is cool! It seems more realistic (except for the "reality shows!" LOL! Reality shows being realistic? That's the joke right?)
Anyway, I'm flipping channels & I come across the Wendy Williams Show & it dawns on me... The prerequisite for being on any network talk show, either host or guest, is to be shallow as hell! Education be damned, just know something about fashion, in general, color in particular... Do not worry about how you look. Dress as goofy as you like. For some reason you will be recognized as an "artist!" Talk about some stupid premise & make a mockery of it. (Take marriage for instance. It does not work anymore! so, when you talk about it, make it sound like it does work!) Always give the appearance that you are an expert! It does not matter what the topic is, act like an expert. (Even if you have no paperwork to verify your ass!) And, if you are a big, BLACK, heterosexual male and you want to fool the producers so that you can be on a show- Act gay! That way you will not be menacing looking & threaten the sensibilities of the viewing public! Good luck!

Monday, January 2, 2012

A Warped POV by A. Dacosta Brathway

January 2nd, Monday... DAMN! I made it! I'm into 2012! Whew! Now that I'm here & I put it out there that my resolution is to not drag 2011 garbage into 2012, here's an example of the type of things I will NOT be part & parcel to:
The lady, who owns the house I am living in, has an out-of-town friend who periodically comes to stay. When she arrives, she expects to park her car in a certain spot. That spot is where I usually park my car! Now, she will come in town, notice the space is occupied, come in the house, see me eating or typing on the computer, interrupt me & expect me to stop what I am doing & move my car! It does not matter what time of day or night... She just wants my car moved!
FUCK YOU! It's 2012 & I'm not having it! You want the space, get here when I am gone! I mean, how screwed up are you that you have to have a particular parking space? I'm sure there is an answer she has that would make perfect sense, to her! I don't want to hear it!
Moving forward in 2012!