A Look at the Bright Side of Life

One might think that I am someone with a sense of entitlement. That would not be true. I’ve never been entitled to much of anything. I earn things like other people. I was taught the value of hard work as a child. So when I speak of something that should require no compensation to experience, I do so with serious thought.

By now, everyone has heard the buzz surrounding Quentin Tarantino’s newest flick. Now in the past, I must admit that I have enjoyed some of his work. Pulp Fiction and Kill Bill come to mind. But I honestly think he has outdone himself with his most recent work. The latest thing coming from him is set admidst slavery. It was my first thought that this movie should be avoided altogether. It will be a blaxploitation film that no one will properly identify. But after doing some thinking, I realized that denying myself this cinematic event will not end its existence. I would always be curious so I think that that seeing the film without paying for it would be a more appropriate solution to the problem that is Quention Tarantino.

Now first of all, do you think that my ancestors went through slavery with its forced manual labor, inhumane living conditions, whippings, rapes, and lynchings so that Quentin Tarantino could make millions of dollars. I really don’t think so. Do you think that he will be donating money to any African American cause to benefit African American people? No. If so, only in a nominal and tokenish way. That was the problem with slavery. It was the exploitation of a people. So you may be thinking this is a man putting forth his creative energy in the world to make an honest living. By all appearances, so was Jacob the Jeweler. If you don’t know his claim to infamy, he was the man mentioned in many rap songs by rappers. He sold them their bling. He also laundered money.

It could be said that Mr. Tarantino is providing his African American employees an excellent opportunity. After all, he has made quite a name for himself which includes awards for his movies. How many African American actors have won major awards for roles in his movies? None to my knowledge. How many African Americans will win awards for his movies? None. I would have thought that they were just not talented enough.

A few years ago, I got a job at a restaurant. I took this job because I needed to provide for myself. I also took the job because he assured me that the job would become full-time in January. This job was for the first Italian American I’d ever met which is odd because I have or have had friends from nearly everywhere and have worked with people from all over the globe. He was immoral in every aspect that I came to know him. The job itself went against my nature and as a requirement of me working there he pushed me harder and harder to go against my nature. I was lucky to get twelve hours a week. I was expected to do the other employees’s jobs. He touched me and it was always unwanted. I had to ask him for my first paycheck. When January came around, he laid me off with the explanation that business was slow. My coworker informed that business is always slow in restaurants in January. He then let me try my hand at another position. It was a position that put me into contact with a solution that gradually ate the skin off my hands leaving open wounds that a chlorine type solution that burned and left my hands bloody. If the owner had provided gloves that I asked for repeatedly, no damage would have been done. On top of that he refused to pay me. After weeks of trying everything including government channels, I was able to get my money when I brought a man in the establishment with me. That picture of racial harmony at that workplace was nothing more than optical illusion.

The topic of slavery explores a wide variety of physical, mental, and emotional abuses. Every African American actor and actress will have to relive what their ancestors went through hundreds of years later. Kerry Washington has already talked about how hard it was for her to take part in the movie.

To sum it up, Quentin Tarantino is one ignorant motherfucker. Like I stated earlier, I’m not saying that I will never see another one of his movies. On the contrary, I plan to see every one he directs from now on. I’ll just never pay for another one.

As a kid, I remember walking in the front door of my grandparents’ house after a long day of school to be told that my mother had passed away.  The last time I saw her would be the last time that I would ever see her alive.  It was a harsh and final thing for me to hear.

Sixteen years later I had made friends with this young lady.  She was from El Salvador, and since my Southern tongue could not seem to wrap itself around her name, I called her Lethe’.  It is pronounced like Le with the e being like the e in egg and the’ sounding like the word they.

She was my buddy and you could frequently find her beating me mercilessly at a game of pool.  She introduced me to Flamin Hot Cheetos which is something that I would only eat at her insistence that I try.  I still eat them today.  She opened up my world to an entirely new culture.  I had certainly heard of El Salvador, but I had never actually met someone from there.

A short while before I was to start taking some new classes she started to not feel well.  She did visit the doctor, but her symptoms seemed to be getting worse.  I became distracted by the classes that I was now taking until I bumped into her sister one Friday night after I realized that even with the classes I was taking I should have seen her around somewhere.  At that time, her sister told me that Lethe’ had taken a turn for the worse and was now in the hospital.

I was shocked.  I had known that she was sick, but I would not let the idea that it was anything serious enter my mind even though she had some unusual symptoms the last that I saw her.  I quickly and frantically searched for someone to go to the hospital with me.  Jennifer proved to be a reliable friend and agreed to go.

Bright and early Saturday morning, we set out for the hospital. When we got there, Jennifer thought that it would be a good idea for us to stop at the gift shop and get her the magazines that she enjoyed.  We finally got to her room to find her lying in a hospital bed now covered with sores. She was happy to see us. We talked to her for a while. We told her that we loved her, hugged her, and before I exited the room I told her how much I wanted to see her again.

That was not to happen. The next day, I became aware that she passed. The only solace I had to comfort me was that I got the chance to say goodbye. The opportunity that had eluded me with my mother sixteen years before was one that I had taken advantage of with her.

What have you taken advantage of recently that seemed to have gotten away from you in the past?

I believe so. We’ve all heard stories of people developing superhuman strength to lift objects as heavy as cars and tractors to save someone’s life. Well, I certainly don’t have a personal account of me having had any extra physical ability bestowed on me. I also know that superhuman strength is not the only thing that can save a person’s life.

My tale of being there in someone else’s time of need actually takes place at work of all places. As usual, I came back to work after my lunch break. My coworker said that when I came up the escalator she could barely see me due to her blurred vision. She kept talking to me and explaining about her vision problems. I then thought about a conversation we had a few weeks earlier. During that conversation, she told me that she had visited the doctor and learned that she was prediabetic. It was with that knowledge as well as all the info that I was privy to being a resident of a small, rural community that I could help her . Basically in a rural community, we all know each other’s business including ailments. I knew that when someone has Diabetes and it progressively gets worse, vision loss is experienced. So, at that moment I told my coworker that it was her Diabetes that was causing her symptoms. I did not really know at the time how much of a medical emergency it was, but in any event what I told her prompted her to visit the Emergency Room. When they checked her blood sugar, it was in the 600s. She was in immediate danger of losing both her vision and life. Considering the fact that I have never spent one day in medical school, I was and still am quite proud of what I did. She did have to stay a few days in the hospital and learn to inject herself with insulin, but was fine. I felt just like I was a super hero.

Have you ever done anything that saved or helped save someone’s life?

If you were a superhero, what would your name be and why?

Mine would be Black Widow.

The Love Shop

No matter how long I live in Atlanta, there will always be the little country girl that lives inside me that is still intrigued by what a city has to offer. The sights still command my attention even after ten years. That’s a good thing, because sometimes I stumble upon things as interesting as this storefront. It is one of the sweetest things that I have ever seen. I know that I have needed their services in the past and probably will in the future.

Welcome!

Hi there! How did it feel to travel all that way? Huh is what you’re thinking. Well, you have successfully made it to my world. Make yourself at home and enjoy the stories, scenery, and other things that I have to share with you to make your day just a little brighter. Please do come back to visit soon.

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