When will “thoughts and prayers” be more than “thoughts and prayers?”

Yesterday’s school shooting in Parkland, Florida shouldn’t affect me. I don’t have a reason to feel this grief, this sadness, and pain for individuals I don’t know – but yet, I woke up this morning feeling this grief about what I’m reading, which saddens me about the current state of society here in America.

According to the news media, there have been 18 school shootings (counting yesterday)  in less than 50 actual days within the new year. If you’re also keeping track at home, that’s literally a little more than 30 actual school days. Now some are trying to debunk this, and you know, whatever floats your boat to take away from problem. The point stands. It’s one too many.

Am I surprised the shooter in this case was influenced by a white supremacist group? I’m really not. Nothing rarely surprises me anymore.  These things have been normalized to the point now where I bet you can recycle this blog in about 3 weeks. 

I remember Sandy Hook back in 2012 because I had a doctor’s appointment and was appalled reading the news on my phone. Some of you reading this probably remember what happened at Columbine in 1999 (I vaguely remember that, but I was 6 and I do remember being in elementary school doing lockdown drills for awhile after that. Shoutout to Olympic View!).

Sandy Hook was the peak of the school shooting & gun control issue in America. When a bunch of children die, and the response is “well this is a hoax because President Obama and the left want gun control,” then we should have known that it was always going to be “thoughts and prayers” because people love claiming the 2nd amendment although… it’s a little bit outdated.

The phrase “thoughts and prayers” irks me at times, especially when it comes from the people we elect. I’m not saying they can’t have “thoughts and prayers,” but at some point, the “thoughts and prayers” you supposedly are sending to the families and victims should result in action. Action that should have began with laws years, if not almost two decades ago.

Nobody is saying “take away all of the guns” (well some are), but in a country where these events happen more than anybody wants them to, maybe we should talk about having regulations instead of waiting for another event to happen so we can muster up the same talking points instead of actually giving a shit about who these things happen to.

I just, I don’t know man.

I’m not a politician, nor do I want to be (although Brent, Jake, and myself would be a hell of a trio in the White House). However, something is going to have to give. Either we as citizens actually hold people accountable who get paid to create some type of laws as they sit and tweet “thoughts and prayers”  or we continue to reach the same fate every 10-15 days, asking ourselves “another school shooting?”

I can’t say this enough. We can only be the change we want to see. Take action. Be responsible before it’s too late.

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some quiet weekend, huh?

curry, bron and two assholes
two of these folks are currently my presidents

Let me address this early. This is primarily a sports blog with some other things (ProsperSeason4 is coming next year), and I do try to stick to sports. I’m not this political science major and thank god I’m not. However, I do have a voice and I believe that it should be heard. This is my third time writing about Donald Trump. Once in November, last month and now this one.

Most of this is humorous because why wouldn’t it be? I try not to pay him attention but it’s like a bad movie that’s supposed to be this love story but turns into a comedy film in the middle of it (Everything, Everything. Watch it drunk. It’s funnier). He should be proud since provides great material for everyone to joke about – until we realize this isn’t a joke.

If you’re already annoyed by this, you can stop reading here and sub me on Facebook because you’re so tired of everybody talking about the reality television show titled America. It’ll only make you get uncomfortable from here.

Continue reading some quiet weekend, huh?

I’m mad.

This isn’t about #ProsperSeason. This isn’t about sports. I just felt like I needed to get this down somewhere, and of course, I have a blog. If you disagree with my feelings, fine.  I could care less. If you agree with it, fine. I’m good with that too.

I’m mad.

Not about sports. Not about my personal life. But this Trayvon Martin thing has me mad.

When I say mad, I mean it as that I want to do something about it. Most people want to riot. But what’s a riot going to solve? Maybe I’m from the old school because my grandparents raised me on some different values so call me old-fashioned, but violence isn’t the answer to solve problems. Violence is how Martin’s life was ended. Violence is how a lot of lives in this country of ours end.

My question is this: When are we as people going to be better to ourselves? When are we going to rise up, and stop the terrorism in our own country?

Most people won’t understand how I’m feeling, and you know what? Fine. I don’t want you to understand it.  But,  just imagine if this situation happened to a family member or a friend. Would you be mad? Would you want to change how us as people are?  Any child of any race could have died that night, and I, personally would still be upset. Wanna know why? It’s a child. A child. We don’t know what happened that night, and I’m not going to assume. It’s possible George Zimmerman was afraid of Martin. It’s possible Martin said something to set him off. We don’t know, and we’ll never know. But you know what happened? A child is dead because of….. violence.

All I’m saying is this: as people, we need to rise up and be better to each other. Enough of the violence. Enough of the hurt and hatred towards each other. This is America. Not Black America. Not White America. Not Asian America. Not Mexican America. Maybe I’m asking for too much from us as American people. But, damn. I’m sick of it. I’m tired of  these types of crimes in America. I’m tired of watching the news and seeing someone dead.

And no, I didn’t write this because Trayvon Martin was a black male. I know how some people think, and that’s sad.  This is about us as people being better. It’s time to stop the violence.

Just, God. I’m asking you this.

Help us. Help us be better as people because this needs to end. Enough is enough. We have to be better.

Amen.

Why it’s #ProsperSeason

This really has nothing to do with the NBA, or any type of sport because I’m tired of writing about them right now. Why should I write about Aaron Soprano Hernandez and how hilarious it is to see the “Patriot Way” be ruined, while Tom Brady has no one to throw to? And of course, the never ending drama of the Los Angeles Lakers BEGGING for Dwight Howard to stay (Speaking of Dwight Howard, nobody is talking about how he has 8 baby mamas. He’s gonna need that 110 million dollar max deal contract and then some in the future because child support is NO JOKE. Ask Shawn Kemp and Travis Henry). I’ve done that already. Let’s take some time off for a second.

Let’s take another route and journey. A journey that’s like no other. While you’re reading this, listen to the song. It’ll all make perfect sense. Or maybe don’t listen. It’ll still make sense.

Everyone, this is #ProsperSeason. Yes, #ProsperSeason. Okay, it’s a little repetitive. But this is officially #ProsperSeason.

mlk not chillin

By definition, the word Prosper means:

to become strong and flourishing

The word season means:

a period of the year characterized by or associated with a particular activity or phenomenon

Put them together, and what do you have? #ProsperSeason.

#ProsperSeason means:

Succeeding and attempting to get your flourish on while doing anything in this time of season

Think about it. Look at Aaron Hernandez. He obviously didn’t believe in #ProsperSeason because if he did, he wouldn’t be in this situation in his life. Now look at Lebron. He’s about that #ProsperSeason life. Jay-Z? He’s always in #ProsperSeason mode (cuz he wifed up Beyonce and got her pregnant twice). Amanda Bynes? She doesn’t know the word Prosper means.

SEE
SEE

Prospering can come at different rates and at different styles. Right now, I’m prospering by just writing a blog on #ProsperSeason, and because well…. yeah nevermind. My dude Jake is having #Prosperity by being the coldest dude on the planet.  (DONT LET THE SKIN COLOR FOOL YOU, MY DUDE IS BLACKER THAN ME… OKAY MAYBE NOT BUT ITS CLOSE). My dude Eric saw his girl over the weekend, and guess what? The homie had his own version of #ProsperSeason.

Yes, I get it. it’s Summer, and that’s an actual season where women wear sundresses(^_^), we all go out the beach, and we do nothing but grill and drink beer coca-cola because this is America. But this summer, the amount of prospering that I’ve seen from EVERYONE around me has been amazing, and maybe it’s true that season is a little made up. Sure, it’s completely random that #ProsperSeason comes in the middle of the Summer. but guess what? #ProsperSeason is HERE to stay.

So this goes out to you, you, youuuuuuuuuuuu (say that in a Justin Timberlake voice). By reading this, you know all about the motto(No Drake) that I’ve been writing about on Facebook/Twitter/Instagram. When you do something that’s successful, guess what? You’re living the life of #Prosperity, and that translates to #ProsperSeason.

I bet you’re reading this, and you’re laughing. This isn’t a joke, though. I’m not sitting here and writing a blog about this as a joke. Do you think Martin Luther King gave the “I have a Dream” speech for me to write this and mess around? This is the truth of all truths. In fact, if Dr. King was still alive, He’d be proud that we’re having this type of season right now.  #Prosperity is the way of life. Instead of being gloomy and sad while it’s the summer, and not prospering (for whatever reason), go out. Prosper. Live the life that YOU should be living.

Flourish young man
NO THATS NOT ME

It’s July 3rd. We got two more months of Summer. But that doesn’t mean #ProsperSeason ends. Does the world end because we change seasons? NOAP, not even close. #ProsperSeason is here to stay. Think about it. On every level, we all prosper. For example, I prosper on a daily basis on accident (I didn’t do anything). Okay, well not really (I’m lying).  You think God put us on this earth for all of us to live the struggle life?  Instead of being abrasive, it’s time to be pleasing the opposite sex and other people.

This is our time for #Prosperity. It’s our season. Go out. Live it up. Prosper. Be great. Let the groove get in you.

I’m out.