It’s not easy being green

As I type, Im up at the shop, good day, gat between my legs on the floor, my CFO (my son say I don’t need to walk around with it behind my back). But he mad cause I wont let him bring his gat to the shop – children. Oh, and let’s not forget lil Momma, taking all of the ear wipes and collars off the racks and hiding them in her toy box.

But like I said, a good day, inclusive of sales, but as of late I have been kind of worried. Not about my business, because I will do my best and if I fail, I fail, but will never quit if I use my brain and try, I will always succeed for I will take such as a lesson. But what concerns me more is the fear that I am surrounded by a large coterie of serfs and plebeians, and not to be negative, but folks who seem not to think and seem not to even challenge themselves to think; as if they take what ever information is given to and accept with out question – or even worse don’t care or think that it is tedious and too complex to allocate the time to find out stuff for ones self.

Jones here don’t want to sound vain, but on the real, I feel like the last scholar warrior on this earth. I know they are left, but they are hard to find, like the ubiquitous four leafed clover. As if those who read Gionanni Pico della Mirandola or Anthony Trollope or Frege or Elechi Amadi or Countee Cullen are no more; or worse have been usurped by Terry McMillan, or E. Lynn Jerome Dickey Tyree. That to read a news paper or several each day is blasphemy. That carrying a copy of the constitution is retro chic let alone know what is actually said in this document. That information must be given through a cathode ray tube from CNN or MSNBC as opposed to reading the information on your own and forming ones own opinion.

That to take pride in helping your children with homework and cooking each day has been replaced with the thought of Jiffy mix actually being cornbread or that macaroni and cheese can come from a box. It really worries me that we will complain and fuss and get mad at senate or house bills and would not have even taken the time to read said bills. Add to that, that in our disdain, knowing the serious problems facing our world, and communities in this global age, one would think that now, even if one has not down such prior, would be added and extra motivation to do so.
Maybe Im just thinking and worried for nothing, but maybe I’m not. Seems that the selfish person would not care, but I do, and It would be nice to know that if the stuff hit the fan, that I could seek comfort in know that those in battle with me would be able to handle thangs if I dropped off. If anything, we should be able to learn from history. When Martin King and Malcolm X were killed, or Denmark Vesey, or Cudjoe (now I am reminded why I dislike Stephen King – Cujo was not a dog, but his death was do to Europeans putting in a pit with wild dogs), seems like folk were running around with their heads cut off, since their beloved leader was no more. I say be your own leader so If you or me or anyone else is erased from this camp, someone can move in to the front seamlessly. That’s all I desire. That’s all I want. Now I know what Kermit the frog meant when he sang, It’s not easy being green. Guess folk still thank we free. Not me. vote