Happens In Toronto

This is a scene that is happening on a regular basis in the Toronto (GTA) area. This is how it works; Driver A, stops on the highway (this case 401) and reverses into Driver B, all the while Driver B is blowing his horn to alert Driver A. After Driver A hits the car, he demands $500 to fix his bumper as he maintains that Driver B ran into him. The police will ALWAYS charge Driver B and his insurance will be negatively affected.
To stop this, Driver B must have proof (a witness, highly unlikely on a busy Highway)) or the camera footage to show his insurance company and/or the courts to resolve him/her of any wrong doing.
See more on this here


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Long Road To Justice

This historical event, may not appear very important to some, but to many thousands, it is a valuable historical lesson. Canada did have her own Rosa Parks, and it happened 9 years before the Rosa Parks incident in the US, her name is Viola Desmond.

Viola Davis Desmond was born on July 6, 1914 in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. The beautiful and elegant African-Canadian woman owned and operated a successful beauty parlour and beauty college in Halifax. She led a relatively unassuming life until one particular day when she held on tight to her convictions and stood up to the world. What she did became one of the most publicized incidents of racial discrimination in Canadian history.

On a cold and blustery day, November 8, 1946, as Viola Desmond drove from Sydney to Halifax for a meeting, the weather worsened until it became a full-blown Canadian blizzard. As if the weather wasn't enough, her car broke down in town called New Glasgow.

The local mechanic took a look at her car and shook his head. He told her he could not repair it until the next day. A resourceful woman, Rosa booked herself into a local inn and looked around. What better way to wait out a blizzard than to catch a flick at the local movie house! Her decision was to alter the course of her life forever.

Viola made her way to the Roseland Theatre, stepped up to the wicket, and asked to purchase a ticket for house seats. Instead, the teller sold her a ticket for the balcony. Unbeknownst to Viola, the house seats were designated for whites only. The balcony was where blacks were to sit.

Viola made her way into the theatre and settled into a seat on the main floor. Before long, the manager approached and ordered her to move to the balcony.

Indignant, Viola refused. Outraged, the manager called the police who immediately arrested her, dragged her from the theatre, and placed her in a jail cell to spend the night.

Bruised and enraged, with her immaculate elbow-length white gloves on herhands, Viola sat primly upright on the hard bench in her cold jail cell the entire night, a total of 12 grueling hours.

I plead with the visitors to this blog, to take the time to read about it in this publication.

Here is a re-enactment of the racist treatment of Viola Desmond (it is long, but shows the strength and character of Viola)



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Dogs get better treatment

When I started this blog in 2006, I stated, at the time, that I hope that the conflict in Darfur would end. My hope and prayers are dashed and broken. The genocide in Darfur is getting worse and China, Russia and Belarus are selling arms to Sudan, who in turn use those same arms to murder its own people in Darfur. The dogs in this world get better treatment than the people of Darfur, all for the almighty OIL, that Sudan can supply to China.
My God, My God, why have you forsaken me.
Amnesty International just published an investigative report please read it here in which they detail the arms being used and the genocide of the people in Darfur.
The UN resolution(s) on selling arms in the region, states that it must not be sold to/in Darfur, it DOES NOT state that arms cannot be sold to Sudan. If the UN revisits that resolution to address the total arms issue, then we can expect Russia and China to vote against it (similar to their vote on the Syrian resolution), which will make it null and void.
The UN has become a roaring tiger with no teeth, and as an institution, is as useless as tits on a bull.
So the black people of Darfur will continue to be slaughtered and starved to death while the world watches and waits for the entire Darfur people to wiped off the map so that Russia keeps oil prices high (keep their economy going)and China gets the oil it needs.
The world is going to hell in a basket.

AH SAH
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Children Are Quick

This is not original, it came across my desk, and I thought I would share.
Enjoy and have a smile.

Children Are Quick
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TEACHER: Why are you late?
STUDENT: Class started before I got here.
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TEACHER: Maria, go to the map and find North America ..
MARIA: Here it is.
TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America ?
CLASS: Maria.
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TEACHER: John, why are you doing your math multiplication on the floor?
JOHN: You told me to do it without using tables.
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TEACHER: Glenn, how do you spell 'crocodile?'
GLENN: K-R-O-K-O-D-I-A-L'
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
GLENN: Maybe it is wrong, but you asked me how I spell it.
(I Love this child)
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TEACHER: Donald, what is the chemical formula for water?
DONALD: H I J K L M N O.
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
DONALD: Yesterday you said it's H to O.
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TEACHER: Winnie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have
ten years ago.
WINNIE: Me!
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TEACHER: Glen, why do you always get so dirty?
GLEN: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are.
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TEACHER: Millie, give me a sentence starting with ' I. '
MILLIE: I is...
TEACHER: No, Millie..... Always say, 'I am.'
MILLIE: All right... 'I am the ninth letter of the alphabet.'
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TEACHER: George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry tree,
but also admitted it.
Now, Louie, do you know why his father didn't punish him?
LOUIS: Because George still had the axe in his hand.....
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TEACHER: Now, Simon , tell me frankly, do you say prayers before eating?
SIMON: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook.
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TEACHER: Clyde , your composition on 'My Dog' is exactly the same as your
brother's..
Did you copy his?
CLYDE : No, sir. It's the same dog.

(I want to adopt this kid!!!)
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TEACHER: Harold, what do you call a person who keeps on talking when people
are no longer interested?
HAROLD: A teacher

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Black History Month

OK, here we go again, Celebrating Black History Month and I have no idea why it is a celebration.
I have decided to look at it in a different angle. I happen to live in a white dominated country and over the years have had many questions asked of me (or seen situations), so here are but a few that I can remember. When you read them, take a moment to have a laugh, as I did when I was asked, but deep down I thought something else... don't ask.
1. When one Black person gives an opinion and claims the opinion belongs to all of us.
2. When the Black person who gives the opinion for the collective is an ignorant jackass.
3. When the media interviews that one ignorant jackass and plays it on loop, giving the rest of the world the impression that we all behave and or think in that same manner.
4. When people touch our hair (we are NOT dogs, don't pet us. We don't do that shit to you)
5. When people ask to touch our hair (although it is not as insulting as #4)
6. When we are the only Black person in the room, and there is a "let's ask Jim, he's here and he's Black so he must know the answer" moment; rethink it. Sometimes we don't know why other Black folks do or think what they think. Sometimes we do...but don't assume. I don't walk up to random White folks and ask them why ALL White folks do things.
7. If someone has a large behind, stop calling it Black Girl booty. Some black girls are actually unfortunately deficient in the hind end area. Stereotypes are a no-no people.
8. Stop telling your children to stop it. If it isn't working, maybe you need to go back to the drawing board. There is nothing more annoying than hearing "Evan, stop it. No Evan, don't throw sand. Evan, I said don't." (I am sure this doesn’t just annoy Black folks, but all of my family is old school. Evan would get his butt whipped after the second stop it. Daddy always said "don't make me have to tell you twice”)
9. Stop asking about us about weaves. We don't all do that shit. My hair grows when I don't shave it off.
10. Do not grab your purse or move over in the elevator when we get in. We don't bite. Really, we don't.
11. Stop assuming that we will have "the chicken." I thought that it was something clever Dave Chapelle thought up in a skit until I attended TWO (count them...ONE, TWO) conferences where we were supposed to be able to choose chicken, beef, or a veggie meal....and the waiter sat chicken in front of me both times and gave others a choice. I damn near peed myself laughing, but it really wasn't cool at all. (Same fucking thing with watermelon)
12. If we put on sun screen, stop asking why. Yes. I burn. I have skin. It gets darker, it turns red, and it peels. I use the SPF on a regular basis. Get over it.
13. Stop asking us what we are "mixed with" if we don't look Blue Black. We come in all shapes, colors, and sizes. It would be downright impolite to answer with "my ancestors were brought here on a big fucking boat and were raped, and then some married other people who were not of African descent" Besides, try giving that answer several times in one day. Downright tiring.

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