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Super Bowl Outshined by Super Tuesday

SuperbowlxliiThe debate tonight was very civil, despite the fact newshounds had their fangs showing ready to gnaw into every little nugget of detail regarding both candidates. I think that Hillary Clinton once again got in an awesome slam dunk when she responded to the truly silly question about the Bush-Clinton "dynasty" by saying that it took a Clinton to clean up after the first Bush and it will take another Clinton to clean up after the current Bush. My phone started ringing INSTANTLY!

With all of this talk about Super Tuesday, Primaries, Caucuses and all the like, the other Super day that's coming up has been COMPLETELY lost in the media porridge. The Super Bowl! I know it doesn't really compare to being exposed to information so that we can all make intelligent decisions about who should be our next Commander in Chief, but my God, the ad agencies and the corporate sponsors must be seething at the lack of media coverage, other than on the sports networks. All day, MSN has been showing this picture of Tom Brady and Joe Namath (who I didn't know was so damn fine back in his day...at least on that picture. My goodness!) calling them some of the sexiest of quarterbacks of all time. An obviously desperate plea to sell sex in order to get some people to actually care about the damn Super Bowl! But, even more worth note is that the piece had obviously been VERY LAZILY put together because the majority of the quarterbacks on the list (of 10) are from recent years, only two of them are Black and in my opinion, neither one of them would make my list of even the top five sexiest African-American quarterbacks!! Daunte Culpepper wasn't anywhere NEAR the list, and he could definitely "get it" with minimal effort...trust me. Get it together MSN! Very sloppy work.

I'm going to go to a get together at someone's house for the big day (Super Bowl, not Super Tuesday...FOCUS!) as of this moment, but if my line sister decides she wants to do something, I'll get together with her. I'm just sort of going through the routine because quite frankly, I don't really care this year. Last year was a big one, what with two African-American coaches, but this year it's just another social gathering for me. I haven't even watched much football this season and I usually get more into the playoffs at least. Oh well. Have fun and be safe this weekend! Check out Rocko's "Umma Do Me" below. I have a feeling that's going to be Hillary's advice to BO after Super Tuesday. We'll know in a few days. Peace and Soul... --SUGAR

Your Cell Phone's Bugaboo Blocker

Cellphoneblock_001If you are one of millions of Americans who opts to only have a cell phone, then you know the importance of not wasting valuable minutes. I remember when I first got my cell phone, I would have cell phone bills of $200+ on top of the cost of my home phone. All because I was going over those damn minutes. I am pretty well covered where solicitation calls are concerned now because I've put my name on every do-not call list you can think of, although every now and then one slips through. But, it's the calls from people who I know, but wish I didn't know, that get on my nerves the most! Especially when they try to switch it up and call from another number. Like the Nino Brown wannabe I mentioned here a month or so ago. This fool still calls from time to time, working my nerves like a 9 to 5, but I usually just hit "ignore". Problem is, it's the actual ringing of the phone that gets on my nerves the most from those calls. The balls he hasCellphoneblock_002 to keep calling even though I'm obviously not interested.

Now, I'm going to tell you about a little secret that your cell phone may be hiding from you that will put a  STOP to those annoying rings from Bugaboos. My cell phone service is with AT&T and the phone that I currently have is made by Motorola, so I'm not sure if this is exclusive to them, but I kind of doubt it.

So, here's what you do. Go to the "Settings" option on your phone and then click on "Security". Then, scroll down to the "Restrict Calls" option and click on it. You will probably be prompted to enter an "Unlock code". If you haven't ever changed it, the code will probably be either 1-2-3-4 or Cellphoneblock_0031-2-3-4-5. If that doesn't work, call your provider to get the code. They should tell you what it is. You will then see options to restrict either Outgoing calls or Incoming Calls. Select Incoming Calls. Then, you will see "Allow" and if you click on it, three choices will appear. The option to Allow "All" calls, "None" or only the calls in your "Address Book". If there's someone you've been trying to shake for YEARS and they just aren't catching the hint, simply delete said bugaboo from your address book, restrict your phone to only receiving calls from those who are in the list and let everyone else roll to voicemail just like the bugaboo. Ain't life grand?

I need to get a new phone this weekend, but from now on, I will only buy cell phones that have this option. Who says you can't buy peace of mind? --SUGAR

Maxine Waters Makes an Intelligent Decision

Hillary_2Senator Clinton easily won the Florida primary tonight, delegates or not, because those were people voting at those polls in Florida. People who could have just stayed home knowing that their delegates wouldn't be counted. I just heard Wolf Blitzer say that the voters probably didn't know that their votes wouldn't really count. WTF? Are you absolutely kidding me!? To insult Americans and say that they didn't still have the right to go and voice their opinions--OR that they didn't know that the delegates wouldn't count. I mean, unless you've been living under a rock, under a rock, how would the majority of people not have heard all of the drama surrounding this election and the delegates. AND, no matter whether they knew it or not, they still decided to vote for Hillary, so that's that. She whooped his tail tonight and that's the bottom line. Trust that had Obama come out the winner, he would have been flapping those ears all over talking about how he beat her even though he didn't campaign there. So, cease the noise Obamazoids!

Today, Congresswoman Maxine Waters of California endorsed Hillary and I couldn't be more proud. She also let Norah O'Donnell have it for trying to back her into a corner where race is concerned. Screw anybody for trying to make all Black people vote for the Black candidate--just because he's Black. Especially when there is no evidence that he or she is truly committed to our causes. Obama will get his ass spanked on Super Tuesday and that's just all there is to it. The people of American will send him a clear message--YOU ARE NOT READY FOR THIS. --SUGAR

Donating Platelets

PlateletsI'm on a mission to do my civic duty, Supersized, this year including doing as much volunteer work as I can. I gave blood back in late October and then again on January 1st and today I got a call from the American Red Cross asking me to donate platelets. As I've said here before, my sister was diagnosed with leukemia several years ago and she required a lot of blood products during that time. So, I try to give as often as I can. Blood is one thing, platelets are another...

Apparently, blood is taken out of the body, the platelets separated from it, and then the blood is put back in...all in one sitting. I told the guy that I would do it and I will, but gee whiz, I already have a feeling I'm going to be in for a rough afternoon when I go in to do my duty. Oh well, I guess it doesn't really compare to suffering from a life threatening disease or injury, so I'll roll my sleeves up with a smile on my face. Afterall, God blesses the cheerful giver...or something like that. Visit, www.redcross.org to find out how you can do your part to help those in need of blood products. --SUGAR

S.C. Primary: Racism, the Remix

Clinton_rally_sc_7This past Friday, I pulled myself out of bed in the wee hours of the morning and got into my little car, headed for South Carolina to support Hillary Clinton in the primary there. My traveling companion was a 50 year old Ethiopian woman who has lived in D.C. for over 30 years. As we drove South, we talked about the election and she had some very pointed things to say, observations, about African-Americans who all of a sudden find the Clintons deplorable, even though less than 10 years ago the great majority of them were ready to spit fire on behalf of Bill Clinton when the Monica Lewinsky drama was unfolding. While I thought that what she was saying made some sense, I still wasn't quite ready to agree with all of her observations, preferring to just go with the notion that many of them just wanted the chance to see an African-American in the White House. Not necessarily that they now hated the Clintons. Boy was I in for a surprise when I hit the ground in South Carolina, my birth state, on Saturday morning. A surprise that had one horrible caveat that makes me sad and ashamed of how people who have been discriminated against on the basis of race for so long are now perpetrating that same injustice.

When I arrived in South Carolina on Friday, I headed straight for the Clinton headquarters in Columbia. I was very pleased to see a wonderful mixture of people of all races, sexes and ages, including some of South Carolina's most powerful Black congressional leaders, preparing for the big day on Saturday. The mood was not frantic, but rather steady and calm as most of us discussed the fact that she would probably lose the state, it was just a matter of by how much. I, the eternal optimist, despite the odds, had hoped that she might be able to pull off a major upset...the people of South Carolina had other plans. That evening, I drove to Charleston, South Carolina with three women to attend the Clinton rally there. I'm so glad I did as I was able to shake both her and Bill's hands and she signed my rally poster. That alone made the whole trip worth it a thousand times over. At the rally, Hillary was electrifying and had a command of the audience that was breathtaking to witness. When she mentioned her plan for Universal Healthcare, and how everyone in the room probably knew someone who didn't have health insurance, a Black guy who looked to be in his early 20's yelled out, "I don't have health insurance!" The room went crazy as Hillary assured him that once she's Commander in Chief, he wouldn't have to worry about that anymore.

On Saturday morning, I headed to Sumter, South Carolina with two fellow Hillary supporters to help out in the office there. When we arrived, it was decided that our biracial friend had better stay at the office and make calls because things might get a little "tense" at times and the voters might receive me and the other supporter better. I thought this was strange, but figured that it wasn't my decision to make and I didn't know the area well enough to resist, so we headed out to distribute flyers and other information, canvassing various parts of the community to show our support for Hillary. The hatred which we were met by shocks me still at this very minute.

Countless times, cars and minivans pulled up in front of us, rolled down their windows and asked, "Why are ya'll out here holding up these signs for this white woman?" The first few times, we tried to laugh it off and make light of it, but as the day wore on the comments got more and more harsh and more and more frequent. The pattern was set and the reality was blinding. People pulled up, rolled their windows down and shook their heads, then proceeded to tell us we didn't have any business supporting "some white woman" and how we should be supporting Obama. None of them with reasons other than the fact that he is Black. People drove by and yelled at us and just about everything in between.

But, the thing that put the period behind the sentence was a minivan filled with a woman, the driver, who might have been in her mid 60's, a passenger to the right of her who might have been in her 80's, a man sitting in the passenger seat behind the elderly lady in the front, who might have been in his mid 60's and an elderly lady who was probably in her 80's to the left of him. They pulled up and the driver proceeds to scream, "Ya'll SHOULD NOT be out here trying to get people to vote for this white woman!! Barack Obama is a Black man and that's who ya'll should be out here supporting!!" At the same time, the man in his 60's was also yelling at us, only he was holding a megaphone even though their van was a mere 4 feet in front of us. He yelled, "Bill Clinton got ya'll out here like some prostitutes on a corner!" among many, many other reasons why he thought we were wrong for supporting Hillary. So, as the woman continued to yell about the horror of us supporting "this white woman" I had finally had it. I told her, "Ma'am, we really don't need to bring race into this. Besides, Barack Obama is half white and was raised by white people all of his life, so why would you..." She screamed at the top of her lungs, "THAT'S A LIE! And, ain't nobody told you that but some old ignorant nigga preacher!!!" and they drove off. The two elderly ladies never did say anything.

As I took stock of my experiences for the day, in my birth state, talking with and being confronted by fellow African-Americans with vile words and actions, it hit me that so many have become blinded by their desire to have an African-American in the White House, they have crossed over into a very dark place in the recesses of America's fabric. They have crossed over into a place that suggests "supporting your own" no matter the circumstances. A place that suggests that anyone who doesn't support their own no matter the circumstances is a "race traitor". A place that suggests that a person shouldn't be treated fairly if their race goes against the grain. A place that I never thought my people would go after suffering so horribly for hundreds of years under the roof of "this place".

Each of us could probably list a dozen times when we've witnessed a more qualified black person passed over for a job or other opportunity which was subsequently given to a less qualified white person simply because somebody was "supporting their own". That's why affirmative action was instituted--to attempt to assuage those situations. It's not right when it's done to African-Americans, and it's not right when it's done to anyone of any other race. We've all been hearing the comments and speculation about how race may not be an issue in this country anymore because it seemed as if whites have been willing to vote for Obama (at least they were in large numbers as of a few weeks ago. Now? Not so much. More on that in a few days.). I listened with baited breath as pundits rattled on with their absurd suggestions. As a black woman, I'm confronted with racism or bigotry every single week. So, I don't even buy into that ridiculousness.  Now, ashamedly, it's some of my own people, in great numbers, who have joined the party and now share the task of dishing out hate, using the same tone and words as the bigots and racists of yesteryear.

It's one thing to vote for Barack Obama because you believe in what he stands for, but it's quite another to say, "I'm voting for the brother, not some white woman," with nary a consideration for who really is the most qualified for the job. I'm glad I did decide to got to Sumter on Saturday instead of staying in Columbia because I was afforded the opportunity to really face the reality of much of Black America's decision to support Obama. If I had stayed in Columbia, I'm sure I would have primarily seen the surface reasoning for supporting him. "He's going to change the country and bring hope"--but away from the cameras and the crowds, total strangers felt comfortable and appeared to think it was their duty to tell me one on one why I was a fool for supporting "some white woman". Much in the same way whites who joined the civil rights struggle were met with backlash from their people for helping "these niggers". People who no doubt, and history shows, were ridiculed, threatened, assaulted and even killed for standing up for what was right. Racial hatred is never an across the board proposition. Certainly, just the same as not all white people hated blacks way back then, not all blacks are voting for Obama just on the basis of race. But, hatred and bigotry is a powerfully deteriorating driving force and if even a simple majority of black voters are voting on the basis of race and race alone, before those who aren't simply voting on that basis will know what hit them, the bigots will have taken center stage. It's already happening.

Last night, when I checked my email, after 10 hours of being called a fool for supporting, "some white woman" on Saturday, I was slapped once again by one of my sorority sisters who had taken the time to create a flyer that said that any black person who doesn't support Barack Obama can forget about her supporting anything that their "black children or black grandchildren" are going to do. The flyer rattles on about how "your children live in the same house as you and if you don't vote for a "good black person" your children won't know when to do so either", "PRESIDENT Obama is a gift from God to the world!!!" and "This Black division WILL END in 2008". It comes complete with photographs of black people engaged in various events like graduations, birthday parties, weddings, etc. accept for my sorority sister had taken the time to put the universal sign for "no" or "ban", the circle with the slash across the middle, on every picture to drive the point home that she will not be supporting anything we do if don't vote for Obama. I was floored, but hoped that maybe she had just gotten a little fired up so close to the election, but that she would calm down in the coming days...only to open the next email from her and find a picture of her six month old baby sitting on a sofa surrounded by dozens and dozens of envelopes stuffed with this flyer in preparation for her to mail them off to I'm guessing friends and family. This flyer was supposed to be showing how her baby, even at such a young age, is already involved in the political process. I thought it was just as blood chilling as pictures of little blond-headed white girls wearing swastika covered shirts and holding out their arms to show that they too believe Hitler was right as their parents made them smile for the camera. I simply responded to the email with, "Wow.........."

I'm sure some of you, who have taken the time to read this probably far too long diatribe, are angry with me right now. But, the reality of the matter is this, if none of us had ever seen or heard Hillary Clinton or Barack Obama, didn't know anything about them, and they were simply labeled as Candidate A and Candidate B, and their qualifications, experiences and plans were listed underneath their "names", Hillary Clinton would beat Barack Obama every, single time. I'm not voting for Hillary because I don't have pride in my race and that's a ridiculous and foolish thing to assert. We are all Democrats. It's not as if I'm out there touting Ann Coulter as my candidate of choice. I'm voting for Hillary Clinton for two reasons. One, she's the best prepared and experienced for the job and two, she's the only one who can truly beat the Republicans, thus the reason why their candidates are focusing primarily on trying to knock her out of the running. They don't even consider Obama a threat. You can deny it all you want, but it's the reality. They aren't ramping up efforts to beat back Obama, they are ramping up efforts to beat Hillary because they know what's coming.

As I traveled around parts of Sumter on Saturday, I was met by two stark realities that left me feeling more drained than I could have ever imagined. The reality of racism among my own, and the reality of just how far black women still have to go. Countless women told us that they wouldn't vote for Hillary Clinton because it was too tough of a job for a woman to do because her emotions would get in the way, countless men told us the same thing. I thought to myself, as black people, we've already got to work that much harder to prove our worth in many situations, but even in 2008 we can still tell our little black girls that they will never be able to grow up to be whatever they want to be, simply because they are girls. --SUGAR

Fat Joe and His Sexy New Track

FatjoeFat Joe holds a special place in my heart because over the years, he has consistently released hot, syrupy, sticky sweet songs with beats that would make even the oldest granny wiggle her tailfeather. His latest collaboration with J. Holiday, "I Won't Tell" is an instant classic. J. Holiday's voice is a perfect compliment to the sexy beats that play throughout the song and Fat Joe is well, Fat Joe. Cool, confident and slightly playful, making his songs always great for airplay--and foreplay........

If you haven't heard "I Won't Tell" yet, pull up a chair and sit a spell. Well, you probably won't be sitting once that beat drops, but it won't hurt to try. --SUGAR

A Song for Obama

In light of all of the recent head bumping between the Obama camp and the Clinton camp, I present to you a little ditty that sums it all up because the young whippersnapper, Obama, is in way over his head. I don't think I've ever seen a presidential candidate do more whining than him and it's getting really pitiful. As I said here a few days ago, you can't tie both of your opponents' hands behind their backs and expect to just be able to beat up on them and call it a fair fight. Mr. Obama wanted to throw a few jabs at Hillary and now she and Bill are letting him know how it's done. Put 'em up! Now, on with the show. Enjoy. --SUGAR

Why the REZKO/OBAMA Story is Important to Know

AllcandidatesI hear a lot of whining by Obama supporters (and from him...what a beotch) about Hillary smacking him down with the REZKO information at the debate the other night. But, I keep asking myself, "Have these people taken the time to find out what the REZKO story is all about?" Because, it is fine and dandy to fall in love with a person, but if you get some information to the contrary to what they've said they are, you have an obligation to check it out or else face possible harm to yourself. Isn't that what any one of you would do in a romantic relationship? If not, doesn't your family and friends urge you to check yourself before you wreck yourself?

A friend of mine told me LAST NIGHT that the sister of a friend of hers was recently diagnosed as being HIV positive. They are certain that the lunatic she's seeing passed it to her and they are pretty certain he knew he had it. He's abusive to her physically and mentally and her family keeps begging her to leave him alone, but she refuses and she's a bit afraid of what he'll do as he's threatened her already.

Now, this REZKO story is not some small deal. It's a HUGE deal and it's not just about the campaign funding, it's about how Obama, who has been touting himself as some great "community organizer" allowed dozens of individuals, in the same community he was supposed to be organizing, to be left in dilapidated, heat-LESS buildings while his friend REZKO made off with big profits. It's about the way he's been ducking and dodging pointed questions about his praise of Ronald Reagan and the republicans and everything else in between. The information is out there as the big papers in Chicago have been following the REZKO story for some time now. So, if you should so desire to take the the Red Pill and find out the truth about your beloved Obama and just how much of a "change" he'd bring to Washington, click here. "Remember, all I am offering is the truth...nothing more." He said the other night at that debate that Blacks should vote for him as a sign of unity the same as John Edwards wants white men to vote for him and the same way Hillary Clinton wants women to vote for her, but he hasn't been doing much on his end to make it a fair exchange, other than take, take, take. Have you asked yourself if you vote for him, what will you really get in return?..... --SUGAR

Are You Obituary Ready?

Small_typogenerator_1165680189A friend of mine called me a couple of nights ago to tell me that a girl we'd gone to high school with had passed away. This woman and I weren't friends, but I'm from a small town so when someone dies, an all points bulletin of sorts is issued. As my friend told me about this woman's death, I tried hard to remember who she was. I dated her brother when we were in high school, but I couldn't visualize her face.

Yesterday, my friend emailed me a copy of the woman's obituary and upon first glance at the photograph on the front of the scanned document, I still couldn't put her face with her name. The picture looked like it might have been from her 9th or 10th grade year of high school even though she would have turned 31 this year. So, my friend says, "Did you see the elementary school picture of her on the inside?" I said, "Elementary school picture? I know you are shittin'." Sure enough, I flipped to the next page and there was a picture of her, not a very flattering one either, with ponytails all askew and some of those big thick coke bottle glasses that little kids who needed them used to wear back then. I immediately began to take stock of my own obituary-appropriate photo collection because I'm not going out like that.

Nobody knows when they'll get ready to check out of here, so for Christ's sake, try to keep a recent photo of yourself handy. I don't have enough photos of myself around either. Other people have more photos of me than I do and that's not good. I'm going to work on that in the coming weeks because should my number be pulled by that great lottery drawing on high, I don't want a picture of me standing beside my first ten speed on my damn obituary. It's really quite ridiculous.

Early yesterday evening, I did remember the deceased woman and what I remember of her wasn't favorable. I started telling my friend how sickening she used to be, which helped my friend remember her, as her own memories of the girl this woman used to be came back to her. Then, it hit me that it might not be such a good idea to trash the dead so I put all of that ill will aside, and prayed that nobody would feel inclined to speak so badly about me once I'm gone. Life is a bitch... --SUGAR

Hillary Slam Dunks REZKO in Obama's Face

DeeznutsWhat a debate tonight. First of all, I am at a place where I can't even discuss this election with anyone but the Hillary supporters, all BLACK, I've met in my volunteering efforts and folks on other blogs. My mother proceeded to tell me this morning, "I don't hear anyone else talking badly about him but you and those white folks on my job and you have aligned yourself with them!" Now, my mother had told me that she was voting for Hillary, but I don't believe it. I've had my suspicions for the past couple of weeks, but I haven't called her on it, but today, the "aligned yourself with them" comment sealed the deal. That hurt me to my very core--to have my own mother call me a sellout, but it is what it is. At least I'm in good company, because if we are calling Maya Angelou a sellout these days, then sellout I'll be.

When my mother and I hung up, after mumbling some vague comments about needing to wash clothes and such, I had decided that it might not be such a good idea for me to speak with her for a few days. She was ringing my phone off the hook because she knew she was wrong. She even went so far as to leave a message from my 2 year old niece. Dirty move, but I decided to go ahead and call her back after the debate was over. She immediately wanted to talk politics and I told her I didn't want to. She wasn't too happy about that, because she loves to talk politics, but anytime my own mama calls me a sellout due to my political decision making, she can rest assured we won't be discussing that topic again because I love my mother more than Hillary or Barack and I don't want to have a permanent disagreement with my mother over something like this.

NOW, on to the debate. Obama had the nerve to say something about Hillary "sitting on the Board at Wal-Mart" when that Rezko mess is about to blow up like Mt. Vesuvius! She let him have it, calling Rezko the slum lord that he is and telling Obama he was doing work for him. It was priceless to see him floundering all over himself trying to explain that one. He who has done everything in his power to portray the Clintons as racists in the past few weeks. He who is good buddies and did work for a man who ran a slum that left dozens of MY people in less than desireable housing and who is the subject of one of the biggest political fixing schemes Illinois has ever known.

South Carolina in four days, I'll be there and I can't wait. I think it's going to be an electrifying experience. --SUGAR

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