The Pie

So I was shoveling the snow the other day (yes, shoveling). I shoveled MY house, and both neighbors on either side. Then went and did my aunt’s house. Not to toot my own horn or anything, but I saw a task which needed to be done, had the means to complete said task, and finally, completed execution of the task.

I was really taken aback by how FEW people take this attitude.

Driving down 7 Mile (which I do NOT advise during a snow emergency. KWAME woulda had the streets clear…but that’s another blog), I witnessed at least 5 pick-ups just mozying down the street, their plows up, not doing anything about the slippery, slushy shit that we were all struggling through. They were undoubtedly looking for someone to pay them instead of just helping out for the general well-being of everyone else.

I saw FAR too many people with their fancy, heavy duty snow-blowers out clearing their own snow, while their NEXT-DOOR neighbor still had 6 feet of snow in front of the door preventing them from even coming out. Where is the sense of community??? Can’t complain about the price of gas being too high anymore. People are just changing. From what I understand, things didn’t used to be like this. And without being too preachy, I’m just going to say that Black people (all Americans PERIOD) need to really come together and strengthen our bonds if we are to progress to the next level.

I would like to say the next level is the point where we stop looking at each other as Black, White, Brown, and Yellow, and band together as one. We’ve already shown how self-destructive of a nation we can be (economically). Yet we’ve also shown that we’re ready to move beyond the imaginary racial lines ingrained in our American Soul from our very inception, as seen by the selection of our next President.

I want to live in an America where I can celebrate being Black, but am not ostracized for it. I want to live in an America where they don’t ask your race on applications “for statistical purposes only,” because WHY THE FUCK DOES IT MATTER??? I want to live in an America that’s more Canadian friendly, and less divided.

And it starts with me.
And you.

I know I said I wouldn’t get preachy, but I’m really passionate about this. I feel that we’ve come so far, and we’re so close to reaching a point where we can make The World proud of us again. I never understood American pride until November 4, 2008 – that’s when it became applicable to me. I’m gaining an understanding of “The American Dream.” I feel like there’s a slice of that famed (waaaaarm) American pie (wink wink) I always hear about waiting for me now!

Let’s eat, yall!