Heels and Cliques

Wall Street and Bourbon Street are miles apart. Yet, there may surprisingly be similar activity on the two infamous streets today. On Wall Street stocks are falling; in contrast, on Bourbon Street blouses are falling. Stocks are falling because of the uncertainty of our economy; while, on Bourbon street blouses are falling as women flash a little more than cleavage for the esteemed honor of having the most beads. Today, is the celebration of Mardi G ras and Bourbon Street in New Orleans will be alive with parades and tons of people with beads. The famous King Cake and the other specialities unique to New Orleans will be feasted upon as people enjoy the holiday. The streets will come alive with the mystical sounds of jazz and blues. The musicians will work overtime today to lure visitors from one hot spot to the other. The popular Hurricane drink will be sipped, gulped, and chugged today. In celebration people will be intoxicated to capacity. Actually, intoxication in lieu of the r

Racism Ok, the year is 2009 and unfortunately, one of the hottest topics is still racism. What a shame that with all the new technology, new styles, and new ideas and concepts in America we revert to an older term- ‘racism’ There is nothing futuristic about racism. The word ‘racism’ conveys images of selected groups of people who have prejudiced views of other people. Racist views date back to an uglier American time that many people do not care to talk about in the new millennium. Well, one might try to step into a new century and think that racism is packed neatly away archived in the history books; yet, that would be a foolish step to take. It seems that the new millennium has not buried racist views and beliefs. The tactic these days seems to be to subtle displays of racism. Today, there are subtle ploys such as denying and limiting credit to consumers based on where they shop. There are racist maneuver moves engineered in the housing market as predatory lenders set out with tricke

Sometimes a rainy day can be the best day to get inspired. Lately, I have been asking myself all the hard-hitting questions: such as am I Happy? Is this all I have to look forward too? What is next on my life agenda? You know, all the stuff that you usually do not have time to contemplate because you are too busy handling life to question life. Well, the rain brought about a time to pause and somewhere around sitting in never-ending traffic to hovering over the keyboard in my cubicle, I decided to tackle these stubborn questions. First off, the happiness thing happens in spurts. I am not continuously happy; however, there are times when I am full of zest and vibe. I think my reasons for being unhappy are the parameters I use to benchmark my happiness. Like, for instance… my career is not exactly where I want it to be. Actually, I had envisioned myself far more ahead of the game at this stage in my life. Yet, in spite of my visioning, I am sitting here not fully cashing in on that Mast