Melting Pot

Goin’ In: My Own Personal Soapbox

In days of old, in order for their voices to be heard by the masses and multitudes, preachers and protesters would stand atop a milk crate or a wooden soapbox. In my life I’ve stood on soapboxes, both literal and figurative, in order to get my views heard….

Kwong Chow Games

Garden Spices loves watching  Bernie’s muse, daughter, Garnet, as she grows.  She is in full dance gear for the gala of the Sports Day at Kwong Chow.  Dad is right there with his camera. – Bernie Basley Bernie loves to take pictures.  He earned his Bachelor’s degree in TV…

Stand with the Win – Win Possibility

  “One of the biggest things that I have learned is that I don’t always have to be right.” ~Jeffrey Swartz “Win-win sees life as a cooperative arena, not a competitive one. Win-win is a frame of mind and heart that constantly seeks mutual benefit in all human…

Realization

In 2013, I found myself livid and disgusted with systems spearheaded by White Supremacy, especially in Alabama. It did not bother me that someone disliked me because of my skin pigment. The reason for my anger was that a group of people had the power to dictate the…

Hoping Denver 2008 won’t be Chicago 1968

August 25, 2008 I have the dubious distinction of being one of the first journalists to be beaten by the Chicago police in 1968. My own personal cop clubbing came in a different era in a different city at a different Democratic National Convention. It was exactly 40…

Miracle

  In the moment I left my mother’s pink, velvet cocoon and its folds, I believe I arrived in this world fists clenched because I held onto what is rightfully mine without question… My dignity. In the new world we inhabit, a welcoming team awaits us to show…

Daughter of the Water, Woman of the Leopard

  James Robinson·Sunday, May 7, 2017   They say stars fell on Alabama, what a beautiful night that must have been. Afrika fell on Alabama, with words of a thunderous storm of heritage lost. A daughter of the water flowed over our lives, powerful as a Blood Moon….

Goin’ In: Sketch of Urban Renewal

Railroaded!   You see there was a corner bar that was just a block away from the bus line. Because it was contaminated with I never knew what, My mama made me walk on the other side of the street. And then There was Skeet’s store and, (please…

Losing the Shackles: Getting Free

All of our lives we’ve been told of the freedoms we have by being Americans. Freedom of speech, religion, to bear arms, press, etc. It is only when we get to be middle-aged that we realize we haven’t taken advantage of the most important freedoms promised by American…

Love’s Best Man

July 23, 2017   Susan Wylie  for James Robinson   Searching lifelong for love’s best man Deep the love, deep the life Deep the touch of two becoming one, Far becoming near Stranger in a strange land Swapping cell for cell Transforming Now familiar in a family land…