IT'S THE REVEREND DR. MARTIN LUTHER KING JR.'S BIRTHDAY AND Y'ALL NEED TO STOP!

 https://www.phillytrib.com/commentary/michaelcoard/coard-from-the-grave-mlks-telling-white-folks-stop-it-just-stop-it/article_07c21510-40c4-57d0-8b54-2ac9a38cadb1.html

Dr. King's birthday is today, January 15th. If he had not been assassinated he would have been 93 years old today.

It's that time of the year when America's dominant population raises its head from its navel to wax poetic about the Rev. Dr. Martine Luther King, Jr.

They will reach back into the Rolodex (look it up) of their mind and thumb through until they come to the Ks. There they will pluck out the "MLK" card and rush out to recite the "I Have A Dream' speech to the nearest Black person. And how that person needs to heed it.

Yearly duty done, they will retunr to gazing at their navels again.

Oh well.

Look. If you have ever visted this blog during January, you know how I feel about the hijacking of that speech by people who are willfully ignorant about everything else happening to Black people in America at the hands of those who gleefully continue systemic racism against us. 

Anytime something jumps off or is exposed in the news or in an article concerning the state of Black America you can bet dollors to doughnuts that certain someones, somewhere will point to thaat speech and say, "You people haven't gottten where you want to be because BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. You need to read Dr. King's speech!"

My response?

STOP IT! SHUT UP! 

You need to go read "THE MOUNTAINTOP.' by him. And the article I've linked above. Then maybe. Maybe. we could talk. 

OK?

Otherwise...Sit down!

Whiskey? Did someone say, "Whiskey?" - Interview with Fawn Weaver, owner and creator of "Uncle Nearest Premium Whiskey"

https://www.npr.org/2021/10/01/1042481944/uncle-nearest-premium-whiskey-fawn-weaver

WHISKEY.

It's not my beverage of choice. I prefer a ginger ale or a vodka and tonic

BUT

Whiskey has a spot in my heart because when I was a cold-ridden, stuffed-up nose, phlegm filled child, my dear, dear, well-loved Grandpop used to make a special remedy for me for relief. - A HOT TODDY!

It's ingredients were some sugar or honey, lemon juice, some water, cinammon and some of his "secret" herbs and a GENEROUS pour of WHISKEY! It was served in a teacup, hot.

Yeah. Yeah. He gave alcohol to a kid. 

QUELLE  HORREUR!

So freakin' what? It was medicinal. The use for most alcohol from its origns. 

Anyhoo, after imbibing that toddy (sometimes two), I was one happy camper and was able to get uninterrupted sleep..And my mom was greatful I was quiet. LOL.

Thank you , Grandpop! 

Anyhoo, this post ain't about mr. Just my passing connection to whiskey.

The accompanying NPR segment features Fawn Weaver, a Black female who owns the brand "Uncle nearest Premium Whiskey." She's a first in a filed with people who look like her out front. 

(Don't get me started on the "creators" of  "Jack Daniels." That's another story for another day).

Please either read or listen to Ms. Weaver's journey at the provided link.

HAPPY FREAKIN' NEW YEAR!

 

Another year gone. Another year begins.

I have projects brewing and much hope for them. 

It will be better in 2022. Much better.

The corona will hang around i think. It looks to be heading for endemic territory. In amy case, whatever you have decided for your safety, don't let your guard down. Educate yourself. Weigh all arguments.

I wish you the best of health, wealth and love!

Happy New Year!