I've had my share of frustration. Especially in an economy which mocked the fact that I have two degrees and twice the debt but nevertheless had been unyielding, for some time, in allowing me to find that which I was/am looking for. And then I found this, and I realized that sometimes you just gotta take a sip of wine like Livvie does and freaking relax, ok? I don't know if this will be my last post before el año nuevo, but if it is, Have a Happy & Safe one!

This reviewer just laid it down with his description of Rowan. I was so intrigued by his writing that I just wanted to have it forever. So now you can too through my blog. Enjoy this review (that I wish I wrote myself). 

Daddy Pope in the Last Supper, Scandal 4x8 

No one deserves to die for walking down the middle of the street. No one deserves to die on the suspicion of selling loose cigarettes.  No one deserves to die for being involved in an altercation on the Bart train in California. No one deserves to die for breaking up a fight in a parking lot between two people. No one deserves to die for surviving a car accident and walking towards the police for help. But all of these Black men did. And they weren't given the benefit of the doubt. Their lives weren't seen as worth preserving before the life blood was drained from their hearts. And so I hear this song and think that the era of "post-racial Obama" eerily harkens back to the decades when our men were lynched without recourse by vigilantes that were never tried or were tried and acquitted.   

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