Because for such a very very long time Black people were so poorly treated, treated like property, like lower life forms, like they were dirty or less than white people, and people still believe they are less than, not equal.
Because despite the times changing, black people are still being treated poorly in this country. Because of the color of their skin.
All lives DO matter. But when not all lives are treated equally, then more attention needs to be paid to those unequal to the rest.
The title of this post is “Hot Take?” “Black Lives Matter is a “hot take” to some. “All Lives Matter” is as well. But the question mark means I am (or was once) confused. Honestly I’m still a little confused sometimes, but that is 100% just my faulty brain pan.
I became slightly less confused when I watched a video in my Facebook Watch feed. It was a tiktok duet(still generally annoyed by tiktok but I’m old so). Basically one person was explaining BLM and another person was watching/reacting (why tho). The video explained that Black Lives Matter because of the way they have been persecuted, mistreated, and judged. White people (that’s me!) do not, have not, and will not face the same injustices they have.
I wish I could find the video but alas… nope.
Listen this was months ago and we are relying on my poorly functioning old lady brain here. But my eyes were opened slightly wider to the idea of BLM.
When BLM became a thing, my first thought was, “Well, yeah. But doesn’t everyone?” Because I was raised to believe that we are all equal, despite our differences, so we’re all important.
When your neighbors house is burning down you’re not gonna stop the fire department and tell them to spray your house with water too, just because another house is on fire.
BUT if a forest fire (California I’m worried for you) is threatening the entire block, the fire department is gonna try and keep it at bay to save everyone’s homes and lives.
Right now, the fire is burning a group of people. A fire of hate. That fire isn’t burning anyone else the way it’s been burning these people for many years. (Again, California. She’s crispy.)
They matter, they are important. They are human too and they do not deserve burn. (Neither does California).
In Conclusion (finally).
I promiseIwon’t talk about California anymore.
All Lives Matter. But when the climate of a nation is volatile to a specific group of lives, for whatever reason, then attention needs to be paid to those lives.
A Final Note
I know I have friends and family who aren’t going to appreciate this particular post. Not that most of them read my blog. I know how the majority of my family feel about this topic and many others (hence “hot take”).
My oldest brother once told me he likes talking politics and such with me because I’m smart. He said I’m smart because I went to college. That’s… A complicated assumption.
I also think he likes it because I will argue with him. Because I hate politics. He knows this, obviously.
But I’m not here to please anyone, I barely know how to make me happy. I’m here to share with others what I know, how I feel, and what I believe. If we agree, neat-o. If we don’t, well. You do you, friend. I’m not here to hate either.
Like my momma always said, hate is a strong word. You should only use it when you mean it.
*I sometimes get tongue-tied when I say LGBTQ and I’m confused as to what letters I need to add and the Alphabet Mafia thing is fun.
As always. Thanks for Reading. Also, polite and friendly discussion accepted and welcomed below. I moderate my comments, they’re rare but I do, and hate will be swiftly deleted. By swiftly I mean probably in the morning it’s passed my bedtime.
Just so I can remind myself I have stuff I should be doing
1. “Silent Secret” (research)
Plot: A young woman goes missing just before her high school graduation. Presumed dead, she is honored at her graduation by family and friends. Twenty* years later, after her friends and classmates go their separate ways, they receive postcards in the mail from their hometown, Black Pines. “Have you forgotten about Haley?” One young woman, the missing girl’s childhood friend, returns home to seek answers. (Something like that)
Silent Secret started as a “random generator” story. The premise was to use random generators for as many aspects of the story as possible. The title, characters, and at least some extent of the plot was created by generators. They mostly came from links available on the Seventh Sanctum website.
I’ve written a little on this story, but I want to do some research before anything solid. Eventually it’ll be available by the chapter, on a monthly basis, as premium content!
At some point it’ll be self published as well.
2. “Sisters Make the Best Accomplices” (development?)
Plot: (so far) Two sisters, with very different personalities, who honestly don’t get along super well (sounds like a generic sister story) get into complicated shenanigans. They have to learn to accept their differences and work together to get out of the mess they’ve gotten themselves in.
Honestly got the idea from a random Facebook image someone shared. I think I woke up thinking about it. Had some downtime at work and wrote an opening scene. If I can get the time to work on it, it’s gonna be a good one!
Don’t tell my sister, it’s gonna be dedicated to her.
Eventually I’ll self-publish this one as well.
3. Facebook Poll Story.
Premise: On my Facebook page I post each “chapter” of a story. The next chapter’s content is determined via poll posted on the Crash Landing Site group. ALWAYS check the page first, for the chapter. Then vote in the poll. Haven’t figured out yet how to post the chapter and poll as one post.
I haven’t revealed the general plot or theme, yet. I want to watch and see where the readers take the story! So far we’re one chapter in so check it out! This one is Facebook exclusive!
I’m also going to be giving three self-published copies of the finished story to the three people who participate the most in the polls.
4. “I’m Crafty, and You Can Too!” (Delayed)
The weird sounding title was on purpose, FYI.
My goal was to make tutorial/informational videos on my YouTube for people who want to learn more about various crafts! I so often get people who tell me “I wish I were crafty.” I wanted to show them how!
I’ve gotta get my crap together and get going with this. I’d love to do it but honestly I’m afraid of being in front of a camera! That and the debilitating fear of rejection. 🤦♀️
Anyway, I’m sure there’s a million other things I want to be working in. Like my nephew’s letter keychain and sticker. Sorry my dude. I’ll get ya eventually.
Thanks for reading!
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…And tried and tried a million times to write a blog post conveying what is going on inside my head.
For example: I’m paranoid that people are talking about me behind my back. Like EVERYONE AT WORK. They are all in on it. But some of them think they need to laugh harder at my jokes. Or some of them just don’t talk to me anymore. Maybe some of them are trying to ruin me.
Maybe they think I’m a thief.
I’m not I hate thieves.
Or also, I feel like I don’t have any friends anymore. Like, I’m someone’s friend when it’s convenient or the people who really want to be my friends are far away and just have closer friends.
Anyway I almost had a mental breakdown the other day
Maybe it was a mild one? I couldn’t not cry at the songs I was scream-singing to in the truck on the way home. Anyway it was happening. And now I’m starting to get depressed. It’s creeping up on me, like a leopard stalking it’s prey. If I sit and think too long about what’s happening around me I either panic/get anxious, get depressed, or get angry.
No matter what happens I know I would never kill myself
There is no question. I refuse to leave my child without a mother and my husband without a spouse (honestly this child wouldn’t sleep with him if I were desperate for sleep, I don’t know how he’d parent without me lol).
Plus I utterly fear death. And don’t say it’s because I haven’t gotten right with God, leave him outta this he knows what he did/didn’t do (I’m kidding). But the question of the unknown scares the ever loving
Out of me. So, I refuse to shuffle off this mortal coil until my child is grown and thriving on her own (or at least until she’s sleeping in her own bed).
I never imagined I would ever consider myself to be depressed or have anxietyuntilI was an adult.
Because when you’re an adult you see/read/encounter more adult things than you do as a kid or teen. And the bulk of humanity has been trying to normalize mental health issues over the last several years. For positive reasons. And I realized that I’ve had problems with anxiety and depression my whole life. I never recognized it because my family did not have the luxury of being able to afford to see a professional.
Not that my mom wouldn’t have made it work if she thought myself or my siblings needed it. And I can guarantee ALL of us need some kind of help, especially now.
My theory is that no oneIknow actually reads my posts.
Unless they involve free fiction. Or something that could benefit them. I’ve limited my Facebook of late, and I highly doubt a single person on my friends list, or even in my Facebook page, has even glanced at the titles of my blog posts (which post automatically to my page).
I could probably say whatever I wanted about anything here and no one I really know would even know. Something like
I killed a man.
Fictionally. Several actually.
Sorry. I didn’t have the nerve.
How about: I secretly believe no one actually likes me they just humor me for the hell of it and I think I’d rather someone look me in the eyes and say “I don’t like you all that well”. And walk away. I would cry a little but eventually I’d get over it. I’m an adult after all. Semi-functional, but an adult none-the-less.
Thanks for reading!
Someone once said they think I’m bipolar. I didn’t have doubts.
Oats Overnight is a company serving overnight oats mailed straight to your door (or PO Box in my case). You can choose from multiple options, and there’s even a subscription (which I chose). The Oats are all high in protein, and gluten free. You can use milk or milk alternative (never water), and you get a free Blender Bottle!
The flavors I received were:
Peach Upside Down Cake
Strawberries & Cream
PeanutButter Cookie Dough Cacao Crunch
Green Apple Cinnamon
Chocolate Peanut Butter Banana
Dark Chocolate Cherry (flavor in development)
Convenient: the only times I did not have these for breakfast were my days off and days I was too lazy to poor 8 ounces of vanilla almond milk in the shaker bottle. There were two of those lazy days.
All you do is pour in your milk or milk alternative, pour in your chosen flavor, shame vigorously for a few seconds to mix. Throw that puppy in the fridge and grab it in the morning for a quick breakfast! I had mine while driving to work.
Flavor: I enjoyed every flavor. The only one I did not like as much was the Mocha Dream. I’m not a coffee drinker and I’m (supposed to be) avoiding caffeine. This was the only one that had caffeine. I think my favorite is between the Peach Upside Down Cake and Blueberry Cobbler! But ask me tomorrow I might change my mind.
The consistency is a thin oatmeal, obviously, with bits that need chewing though if you really wanted to drink it, it wouldn’t be hard. Heck, get ya a boba straw abs slurp it right up.
All the flavors seemed to be perfectly sweet for me, and I’m assuming the sweetened vanilla almond milk contributes to that. But at this point I couldn’t imagine having it with anything else!
Benefits: I did not stay full until my break two hours after I’d finished my oats. But I didn’t have that shlumpy feeling I get after a greasy fast foot breakfast, and I wasn’t hungry as soon as when I had my “I’m late I’m late for a work day” pop tart.
Cost: I ordered the Party Pack (shown above) and I made it a subscription. That gave me 10% off. Subscription came with added benefits.
I ordered 16 meals, and my subscription came with a free blender bottle and bottles for life.
Cost: If I (get myself up early enough to) stop by a fast food place for breakfast every morning I pay an average of $7.50 per breakfast. For 16 breakfasts that’s $120!
Calories: Hardee’s Frisco Breakfast sandwich (my fav) 430 (Jebus Crist!) hash rounds 230-excluding the drink because I’m embarrassed.
Cost: Oats Overnight (excluding the almond milk as my husband buys it for the family and the oats are MINE) at $3.09 per meal, $49.50 for 16.
I’m being 100% honest here: the only problem I had was getting the last gulp or two out of the bottom of the bottle while driving a full size truck on a two late road through a town. The thicker bits tend to settle in the bottom so your left wanting.
You could be smarter than me and (a) not Oats and Drive or (b) wait until you’re parked and down the last bit.
Conclusion: Will I Buy Again?
If you can’t already tell, yes. In fact the only reason I remembered to write this review is because they sent me an email saying my subscription is about due, do I want to edit my order? I asked to switch out the Mocha Dream for either Orange Creamsicle (which is a last chance flavor) or Mint Chocolate Chip. Not sure I should be having dessert for breakfast but honey, I’m 37. Ain’t no one telling me what to do!
Check OatsOvernight on their website, or their Facebook page!