Daily Archives: February 14, 2009

>Happy Saturday

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Carlos and I are not big on the Valentines Day thing.
We’ve got three anniversaries we celebrate, and then the birthdays and all the other holidays.
Sundays.
It’s all celebration.
But, still, we wish you all a Happy Day.
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>Glass Houses and Such

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T.D. Jakes is a pastor at one of those megachurches, this one in Dallas. And of course, being that he needs the cash to feed his ego, er, his lavish lifestyle, I mean, uh, church, Jakes sermonizes all kinds of anti-gay hate. He has said that he would never hire a sexually active gay person, is (obviously) against same-sex marriage, and has called homosexuality a “brokenness.”
Brokenness.
Pot.
Kettle.
Black
See, ‘cuz this minister of hate’s son was arrested in a sex sting after approaching law enforcement officers in a park and exposed himself to them while masturbating. Yes, indeedy, young Jermaine Jakes pulled out his weenie in front of cops and gave it a little stroke-me-stoke-me to boot.
Daddy done raised a good boy. A good boy so obviously full of self-loathing that he takes to jerkin’ off in parks for a good time.
According to the Dallas Voice: “Jermaine Donnell Jakes, 29, faces a charge of indecent exposure after allegedly exposing himself in front of two undercover vice detectives shortly after 10 p.m. on Jan. 3. Senior Cpl. Janice Crowther, a DPD spokeswoman, confirmed Thursday, Feb. 12 that the detectives were both male. According to an arrest affidavit, the detectives were conducting an investigation into citizen complaints of sexual activity when they observed Jakes and several other unknown males park their vehicles in the lot east of the park at 2106 W. Kiest Blvd. The detectives followed Jakes into a wooded area, where he approached them with his penis exposed through his unzipped pants, the affidavit states. Jakes masturbated for several seconds while making eye contact with one of the detectives. Jakes made no attempt to conceal his penis despite people walking and jogging on a trail nearby, the affidavit states. According to court records, Jermaine Jakes listed his place of employment as T.D. Jakes Ministries.”
So, the masturbator works in Daddy’s church?
The flock is gonna love that. Until Daddy T.D. calls his son a sickness, a brokenness, and offers to counsel the lad to put him back on the ‘ ahem,’ straight and narrow. See, T.D. needs some damage control; his ministry, Potter House, has a membership of 30,000, and that’s a whole bunch of money comin’ in each week.
Seriously though, when are these supposed ‘men of God’ going to start checking themselves before they cast that first stone.
Jimmy Swaggart anyone?
Ted Haggard ring a bell?
All of these holier-than-thou-holy-rollers need to take a step back and realize that the world is made up of all kinds of folks, and they ought not be demonizing any one group lest they are secure in the fact that they aren’t a member of said group.
Or the father of a member.

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>James Baldwin

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James Arthur Baldwin was born in Harlem, New York City, Aug. 2, 1924. The eldest of nine children, his stepfather was a minister, and at age 14 , Baldwin became a preacher himself at the small Fireside Pentecostal Church in Harlem.
After he graduated from high school, he moved to Greenwich Village and in 1940, he transferred his faith from religion to literature. However, the the impassioned cadences of Black churches are evident in all his works. Go Tell It On The Mountain, his first novel, published in 1953, is equal parts novel and an autobiographical account of his youth.
His essay collections–Notes of a Native Son, 1955, Nobody Knows My Name, 1961, and The Fire Next Time, 1963, were influential in informing a large white audience of what it meant to be black in America. Although Baldwin was not actually part of the Harlem Renaissance, growing up in Harlem in the 20s and 30s he was influenced by the explosion of art, literature and music of black America. He offered a vital literary voice during the era of civil rights activism in the 1950s and ’60s.
After 1948, Baldwin made his home primarily in the south of France, but often returned to the United States to lecture or teach. In 1957, he began spending half of each year in New York City, where he wrote Giovanni’s Room, about a white American expatriate who must come to terms with his homosexuality, and Another Country, published in 1962, was the story of racial and gay sexual tensions among New York intellectuals.
His inclusion of gay themes resulted in a lot of savage criticism from the Black community. Baldwin lived and wrote in a time where gay men did not identify themselves as gay, and where black men most assuredly did not, so his works were harshly criticized by his own community. Eldridge Cleaver, of the Black Panthers, stated the Baldwin’s writing displayed an “agonizing, total hatred of blacks,” when, in fact, Baldwin was simply telling his own story, and the stories of other young black men and women, and white men and women, forced to hide their sexual orientation.
In addition to his novels, James Baldwin wrote several plays. Blues for Mister Charlie, was produced in 1964. Going to Meet the Man in 1965, and Tell Me How Long the Train’s Been Gone, 1968, provided powerful descriptions of American racism. As an openly gay man, he became increasingly outspoken in condemning discrimination against lesbian and gay people in all his works.
James Baldwin told stories of his life, but in fact he was telling stories of all our lives, no matter the color, the orientation, the gender; his was a voice of equality that rang out when many other voices were silent.
James Baldwin died in France on Nov. 30, 1987.

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