Mommie Dearest___The Elevator

What a day!  The time just seems to fly. Visiting with old friends and sharing all those wonderful Mother’s Day story was so much fun. Bernice’s story really made me come away with a different perspective. I was scared she was going to do it. Do what! You know the thing with the elevator. Did that really bother you? Yes, it did. Girl, when I made a reservation I wanted to make sure we did not have to go up to some sky-scraper restaurant and use an elevator. So how many places did you call?  I only called 42 restaurants. Get out of here! What made you change your mind? I was curious to see if she would do it after all of these years had passed. Were you disappointed when Bernice got on the elevator and didn’t do her spill? Part of me felt relieved and the other part of me felt as though Bernice had let go of some really dark secret in her life. It just always bothered me because she has never uttered one word.

So What did you think? I will never forget the life lesson she taught me on this Mother’s Day. It drove me nuts when Bernice would get on the elevator and face the opposite way. All I could think of was being stampeded by the people on the elevator for thinking we had a nutcase with us. No matter where we would go she always finds a store or building with an elevator.  Here comes her cheerleader always encouraging Bernice to do her “thang.”   You would get on the elevator and act like it was a normal day in the neighborhood and the queen had her clothes on. This where I wanted to pull out the Comet Can and get the Wire Hangers and spank you and Bernice A… For some reason the people on the elevator never seem to get indignant. What’s Up with that?  You are so good at imitating Bernice. Do it! Go ahead and Do It. Okay, if you insist. Hel….looo! Hel…looo! I’m Bernice but you can call me Bern. I’m just here checking out your eyes, mouths and whatever you got to remind me of myself and family. You sound so much like her. After all this time it all makes sense.

I saw Bernice grab your hand as she got on the elevator.  It felt as though she was my daughter and we were having our first Mother’s Day Dinner together.  All through the dinner, she didn’t have much to say. She had a lot on her mind. After we left the restaurant and got back on the elevator she grabs my hand again.  She laid her head on my shoulders. What was going on inside of your head? I felt as though I needed to protect her. Once we got to Justine house Bernice leaned over and ask me could she sit next to me. It was fine with me. I did not want you to feel left out. Hey! I was always cool with you and Bernice relationship. I felt we were the 3 musketeers and could conquer all together, “One for all and all for one.”  Relationships get messed when one person in the group began to act as though they need all the attention.  Here we go with the I Nucleus Factor.  Everything is centered around me. I control everything and everybody. I take all the credit.  Some people have some of these characters and traits or all of them. WHEW! Our friendship lasted all these years because we gave credit where credit was due. It’s always enough love to go around.

After everyone told their Mother’s Day story with the exception of Bernice, Justine brought out those famous cinnamon rolls packed with much love.  Justine can throw down when it comes to cooking.  That is Bernice favorite dessert. Hey! Did you call ahead and ask Justine to cook those rolls for Bernice. Yes, I thought it would help her get through her story. All 8 of us (me, Justine, Bev-lo, Bernice, Avis, Paula, Gina and you Melody) are looking like the Boo-Hoo sisters. Bernice cleared her throat and proceeded to tell her story. She turned her body toward Melody and her eye contact put Melody’s face in a vice grip. This would be the first Time the crew would learn Bernice tried to take her life as a child.

Bernice told of the day she was cleaning out the attic and she ran across some old newspapers. Underneath were adoption papers. She said she freaked out and went downstairs and start attacking everyone about how the family had all lied to her. Bernice couldn’t think about all the sacrifices her parents went through for her. She ran from the house and no one heard from her for hours.  When Bernice was found she was in an elevator with her wrist slit. My family got the called around 4:30 p.m.  We all rushed over to Barnes Hospital to see what was Bernice condition.  It was hard for me to think about killing myself but I was not in Bernice shoes. At the Time both Bernice and I was only 13 years old. I was so glad and thankful for my parents. Hey! I thought parents were parents no matter where they came from. When it was my turn to go in to see Bernice I had never seen so much machinery and tubing in my life. I was so scared.  All I could think about was How Could I Ease The Pain. That is one of my favorite records by Lisa Fisher. I have never prayed so hard in my life. Bernice looked like a little gray ghost and her arms were bruised from where the nurse had tried to find her veins. My parents were comforting the Davis family and I felt emotionally drained. It seemed too much to comprehend as I listen to Bernice tell what happened.

Bernice said the only thing she remembered is running and running. She didn’t remember stopping off getting any blades to hurt herself. She ran into an elevator and backed into a corner and the lights went out. It was hard for me to hold back the tears. Bernice said that morning she felt as though she was at the top of her game.  Her favorite place in the house was the attic.  She felt untouchable in her make-believe castle. Bernice curious mind leads her to open this big old trunk with dragons layered on the front and back side. The trunk’s top was so heavy she found a rod to prop the lid up.  As she began to dig there was a small jade box underneath the papers. When she opened the box and unfolded the papers. She became unglued. This couldn’t be true.  Bernice felt shafted. From the top of the attic to rock bottom, the elevator came crashing down fast.  She doesn’t remember having the blowout with her family. Anger can really do a lot of damage and thinking straight will not happen. Suicide is not the answer.  Opening up about her attempt to commit suicide was a big leap.  Something happened in her life that made her realize she could lose the most important people she loves.

All I wanted was for Bernice to heal but I knew it would take a long time.  It was Time for me to go in search of a support team. I was on a mad search for some really good peer buddies that could help Bernice get through her crisis.  Bernice anger isolated me but I had to give her some space to process what had happened. It took little brother Bobby getting hit by a car to snap her out of her I Nucleus World. Bobby got banged up pretty bad. His legs had gotten crushed and he suffered severe spinal injuries. Bobby would never walk again.  Bernice began to focus on Bobby’s care and I could see her getting back on the elevator on her way to the top. That is how Avis, Paula, Bev-lo, Justine, Gina, me and you Melody came together.  Bernice really took to Melody. It was all good!

Man, a lot of years have passed. Our crew got through it. We all have witnessed births, marriages, graduations, divorces, deaths all sort of life skills lesson.  Do you know anyone that has perfected the lesson of life skills?  No! These lessons are not to be perfect.  You can become very skilled, knowledgeable, or an expert in your field. They can become your greatest strengths and achievements. Look at Bernice accomplishments. She is a renown Psychologist and looks what we would have missed in our lives if she had been successful the day she attempted suicide. Look at all the people she has helped take the elevator ride to the top.

We all shared a common denominator. Some of the crew shared more. We all had adopted parents.  Bernice clinched Melody’s hand tighter.  “Are you ready to take the elevator ride to the top?”  Melody all teared up and the rest of the crew breaking down.  Bernice asks Melody,  “Will you marry me?”  I pulled out my comet can along with my wire hanger and began to tap them lightly. It took you guys forever.  Jaron is Melody’s son from a previous marriage. Melody found out she couldn’t have any children and Jaron was adopted.  Melody’s husband wanted his own kids.  Whatever the hell that means. Mr. I Nucleus Factor never excepted Jaron as his child.  Jaron is crazy about Bernice. This kid is so fortunate.  Jaron will have a wonderful set of parents.  Are you ready to take the elevator ride to the top?  Do not let your elevator crash to the bottom by not evolving and appreciating other people lifestyles. Of course, you know where the wedding will take place. 🙂

Open Mind, Open Heart__Open Door

  • Scene: Unexpected visit up in the house on Mother’s Day. The  Conversation between the mother and daughter is spicy and has the flavor of Maharaja Chai Oolong Tea.  It opens the door for Validation to open the lines of communication. Let’s Get This Party Started.


Get in here! What a surprise! I did not expect to see you today.  I thought you were visiting with your friend and their family. I hope you did not go out your way to stop and see mom because it is Mother’s day.  What have I always taught you?  365 Days out of a year and the honey poured over the heart makes it all clear! Every day I will be kicking it.

Boo Boo:

Mom, you are still rhyming. Do you think you can get through this conversation without sounding like you are rapping? I love you for it and you keep it real.


No!  Who needed this learning style to keep from being super bored in school. Just a friendly reminder to let you know good habits die hard and I ain’t dead yet. Hah! Your brother reminded me early this morning everybody got some SLIM SHADY in them.

Boo Boo:

What does that suppose to mean? Does he think I’m Slim Shady?


Absolutely not!  I will not say this is a poor choice for a song to use as an example. On the Flip Side Of  The Chart, I could have stated you have the characteristic of NLD. In the case of SLIM SHADY, Marshall Mathers aka EMINEM, basically states don’t go hating, imitating, or race-baiting because it is all about diversity.  Focus on being true to yourself so you don’t feel the need to hide from oneself. These elements can reach out and touch me, you, and many folks across the sea. This is just another form of AT&T.  In the case of NLD (Nonverbal Learning Disability), I will lay it out so you can see.

  • Today this Sh… is not about Reading, Riting, Rithmetic (3Rs)
  • I did not send you to school for 12 years of your life and college for you, not development friends and relationships.
  • We are dealing with the social/emotional aspect of your life.
  • You have the right to choose a female for your wife.
  • Whatever role in the relationship you play.
  • In this TIME and year of 2014, it will not ISOLATE you today.
  • People are viewed as unstable, disable with no sense of community.
  • INCLUSION is the key which is one of life’s many opportunities.
  • There are similar characteristics that encompass NLD.
  • It is TIME to engage in an Open Mind, Open Heart__Open Door for Immigration and LGBT.

Boo Boo:

Momma is riding her soapbox today. I know as you would say, mom, “It is better than being the wicked B… of the West and those D… RED SHOES led me to my own backyard.”  It really didn’t make sense to go to Egypt to find myself when I could have stayed at home and kept my money in my pocket.  Pilgrimage!  Now I realize to water the flowers in my backyard and address the issues at home. How long have you known, mom?


It doesn’t matter what I have known or how long. What mattered was embracing the fact you made a life choice you could live with. Embracing your decision would never take away from the fact that you are my daughter. It is impossible to separate Blood of my Blood and Flesh of my Flesh.  I have stated on many occasions we can only live one life at a TIME. There are people in our society who feel the need to live your life when they have made such poor choices of living their own life.   Do you know how hard it is for some people to make a decision knowing there may be consequences and they can become an outcast?  Think about the people who are judged unfairly, outcasts because they process information, their environment, and the people within their environment differently.  Being born with an extraordinary mind, unique abilities, and multi-level learning style should give the people who are diagnosed with other exceptionalities and NLD an Inclusive Community.    It is not their choice to be ISOLATED. It is not their choice to fail.  Do you think your brother wants to be viewed as the odd man out or the nerd machine because of his UNINTENTIONAL NEUROLOGICAL BEHAVIORS?   It is understood by me, others, and the psychological community your brother and those who share his playground are not Emotionally Disturbed. The flesh of my Flesh and Blood of my Blood not one ounce of TIME need be wasted because of your life choice. Not one ounce of TIME should be wasted because of what he was born with and the struggle with his decision-making process.  Not one ounce of TIME should be wasted if a person is in an accident,  suffer a stroke,  a gunshot wound to the head, and it alters their lives forever. Do you throw the love and support away because what once had the appearance to be normal and accepted by our society is no longer.  Mark Kelly and Congressman Gabby  Giffords along with Robin Roberts, Ellen DeGeneres,  Quincy Jones and many others were faced with adversities and they hung tough.   TIME can be added to one’s LIFE when you Open Mind, Open Heart__Open Door.

Boo Boo:

What happens when he reads about me or himself?  Will he be ashamed of me? Will he be saddened and view himself differently? Will he think I have deceived him?


You would only deceive yourself.  He already knows.  He has never stopped loving you. You always have supported him and he has stated he will be there for you. When you got into fights in school he would always say, “My sister rolled out somebody today because they tried to say something crazy about me.”  The hardest lesson was teaching him and you it was not the way to handle the situation. Especially in this day and age of gun violence.   It is a life lesson for your brother to look down on this paper and to know that he has a support system. It is an ultimate life lesson for your brother to look down on this paper and not look down on his life. It is a life lesson when you circulate love, acceptance, adaptability.  I was never able to pimp the wings of untraditional/nonconservative methods. It helps lengthen and strengthen my playing field. Will the choices one make cause friction?  Why? Will the choices one is unable to make causes friction? Why?  The choice you made led people to perceive you as different. Being born with what people perceive as different or fail to understand is not a choice of the individual who is born with differences.  Faulty perception rests on the head of the perceiver and one who is perceived as different. UNINTENTIONAL vs INTENTIONAL! Will it be Gravity?  Will it be Friction?

Boo Boo:

My greatest life lesson for today and going FORWARD is making the decision, accepting the decision and to know it can or will be consequences for my life choices.  I will cease to fear to address who I am and I will no longer hide behind what others desire for me to be. My life is not a covert operation. I will no longer slither through the back door.  I will Open Mind, Open Heart__Open Door. What brought you to this brink of accepting what people fear so much?



Learning the lesson of Losses and how to respect the Loss as a gain. Sitting in the front row or in the CHAIR knowing I gave it my all and I did my best.  There shall be no regrets.  When people demanded 100% I knew in my heart where to stop so I would not drop at the end of the day. The demand for 100% was their perfect.  They had to deal with their perfect because it only involved satisfying them and no one else.  I am not perfect and one should never give it all away.   Embedded into one’s soul something needs be left to fight back.   I know what 100% looks like for me and it is caring for others.  You have to be able to identify UNREALISTIC DEMANDS. Those who are unable to identify the UNREALISTIC DEMANDS need to have them pointed out by someone who can be trusted.   You land in tattered shoes and you must choose. Reality is the shock of one’s dues.   I would be able to take the loss and learn the lesson to gain and maintain my strengths. The loss would tilt the needle toward my weakness. In return change and adaptability would shift the needle and strengths would be built.  You know what Boo Boo? You think this is Happy Mother’s Day. No sweetheart!  I am so Happy to be your mother and proud of your life choices 365 days out of the year.  Well, most of your decisions. Open Mind, Open Heart__Open Door.


Can I Get an Amen or Not?

Scene: SMOKELBG and her long TIME friend are sitting on the steps of MT. PISGAH CHURCH reflecting on their BACK IN THE DAY MOMENTS. JETTI MAE can’t believe the PRESIDENT has changed his views on SAME SEX MARRIAGE. Get ready to get your ear bent.

They both want to share their DRAGNET THEORY and show THEIR LOVE AND SUPPORT for the PRESIDENT, JOE BIDEN, ARNE DUCAN and BEN JEALOUS. Here is a SPIN on what can happen in the AFRICAN AMERICAN COMMUNITY when one is divided by RELIGION.


Why are we sitting here on these church steps? If you want me to start confessing my sins that are going to be ROOTS THE NEXT SIN-ER-RATION PART VI. It’s Getting Hot In Here. I thank I’ll take off all my clothes. I brought my ANOINTING OIL with me.


OKAY NELLY, This is not SHOWTIME AT THE APOLLO. Don’t try it. Keep your JOHNNY WALKER RED in your purse. Try to act nice. OKAY!


You know I’m not feeling the church. Let me see if I can get an ACADEMY AWARD with my baby DENZEL WASHINGTON. Alright! Alright! I won’t bring my JOHNNY WALKER RED OUT but you did not say anything about my AB-SO-LUTE-LY VODKA. HAH! GOTCHA!

Sound like JAMES BROWN. BA-BEDA, TA-TAYA, HAH HOO and GET ON UP! I never did understand what JAMES BROWN was saying but I could cut a rug when I was out on the dance floor with my ANOINTING OIL in me.


More like your IGNORANT OIL. It’s all good. You are a HOLY MESS but you are still my DAWG to the END. You want to tell them what the DRAGNET THEORY IS? I know that was your show BACK IN THE DAY.


Is that my name in print? It is even more ugly in print than it sounds. I wonder why my momma name me JETTI MAE and my sister is named ANNIE BELLE? Girl, these BACK IN THE DAY names is tough. How could they do this to a child? That is BONE THUG ABUSE.

You know when you go to school be prepared to RUMBLE. Names like AZZA LEE, BERTHA JEAN, and LOU-ELLA. Game On and the RUMBLING begins. I got thrown off track. Let me hit you up with the DRAGNET THEORY. JACK WEBB had this radio show then turn TV SERIES from 1949-1970 called DRAGNET.

The stories were true but the name was changed to protect the innocent. This was a team and a coordinated effort to catch criminals by the LOS ANGELES POLICE DEPARTMENT. Going fishing for criminals is what JOE FRIDAY and his team did to clean up the city.

Well, I won’t be changing the name to protect the innocent because these suckers need to be drug out of the woodworks. Before I tell people where I came from, SMOKELBG I want you to put your UNIVERSAL SPIN on it.


BREAK IT DOWN! BREAK IT DOWN! HOMOGENEOUS meaning UNIFORM all the same kind, consistent, and there is no KOOL-AIDE in the mix. We will say this is the 1% RICH FOLKS or the WHITE RICH HOMOGENIZED MILK FOLKS who don’t want to pay their fair share in taxes.

The WHITE RICH 1% HOMOGENIZED MILK FOLKS will come back and MILK the system for everything that it is worth through SPECULATION and GAMBLING. LIVES of the MIDDLE CLASS or your EFFECTIVE MEDIUM which will no longer be EFFECTIVE and will disappear into the night.

WALL STREET CREW, JP MORGAN CHASE along with other financial institutions has recruited the best of the best THINKS TANKS fresh out of college or from any other source.

WALL STREET would pay their F9 MONKEYS a good salary to become creative in their PAPERWORK making their nonexistent deals confirmed and concrete. WALL STREET would tell their F9 MONKEYS not to tell anyone how much they are being paid.

Please don’t have a CONSCIOUS because we are WALL STREET, 1%, the REPUBLICANS, MITT ROMNEY, SCOTT WALKER, JOHN BOEHNER and the GANG. We are desperately trying to DESTROY this NATION with our RADICAL INTENTIONAL BEHAVIORS. The PEOPLE will have to PAY while we PLAY.

These individuals would move from an ABSTRACT CONCEPT which plants the seed to F9 CONCRETE CONCEPT to confirm the nonexistent. Just when you thought you were safe and secured with your investment you find out it was all a big rip off.

It was all on paper but would never materialize because it did not exist. The F9 MONKEYS made it all look legitimate so they could collect on a deal they would transfer to an entity(empire, partnership, or corporation) instead of a lender.

Then they would F3, exit, escape, and abort the mission leaving you holding the bag. The larger scale or majority are homogeneous because change and adapting to change strips them of their power of control. SPECIAL PURPOSE VEHICLE(SPV) indeed they are.

The smaller scale or heterogeneous. They are feared because they can adapt, adjust to change, and one day they will take over and push the FAT CATS with deep pockets out-of-the-way.

WALL STREET is the CREW that does not want to see EVOLUTIONARY CHANGES but wants the people to pay for the risk of their mistakes and wants to remain in CONTROL.

HETEROGENEOUS which has too much flavor in the mix with all that DIVERSITY, ETHNICITIES, CULTURAL BACKGROUND, SEX, and AGES. The LGBT COMMUNITY is a wonderful example.


Would we be able to call ourselves a PROGRESSIVE NATION if the rules of the GAME had not changed?


These 2 WORDS, homogeneous and heterogeneous or UNIVERSAL and can be applied to the haves and the have not. MITT ROMNEY is the same old BULLY, LIAR, not changing, or EVOLVING, and a FAT CAT. BACK IN THE DAY, he was known as a GENTRY SLUM LORD.

MOVING FORWARD, this put a BOMB in the DRAWERS of all those GENTRY FOLKS and RELIGIOUS FANATICS. In PHYSICS heterogeneous applies to solid, liquid, gas which gives a reaction. This is the BOMB that has blown up in the face of the GAMBLERS, WALL STREET, and JP MORGAN CHASE.

In the social domain heterogeneous is all about diversity, computer world improvement, growth and economic development.


I want to say this to all the RELIGIOUS FANATICS where I come from was ROUGH RIDERS HOOD. One thing about it an ALCOHOLIC would share their BOTTLE and a JUNKY would share their NEEDLE.

You could stand on the corner and try to get a ride to church and people would pass you by because of the neighborhood you lived in. You called yourself CHRISTIANS. What GOD do you pray to?

When my brother was shot and killed they would not let his body lie in state at the church my mother attended for over 20 years. One of the so-called Christians of the church found out my brother was HIV infected. I begged my mother for years to stop giving to the TAKERS.

MINISTER EPCOT had his fancy car and his wife had a new hat and matching attire every SUNDAY. They laughed at my mother for wearing the same dress and rolled down stockings. She was very heavy chested and she would tie her money up and place it in her bosom.

She could never get a ride to church but she always made it on TIME. My mother passed away from her heart being broken one month after one of the so-called CHRISTIAN paid my mother a visit. “Miss I’M GOING to HEAVEN IF I CAN PAY TO GET IN,” let my mom know about my brother’s activities.



WENDELL PRUITT was killed in a training exercise. WILLIAM L. IGOE was a UNITED STATES REPRESENTATIVE from MISSOURI. He lived to be 73 years of age.

Sadly this PROJECT development was one of the biggest failures in PUBLIC HOUSING. It was a SEGREGATED PROJECT HOUSING. WHITES would live on the IGOE SIDE and BLACKS would live on the PRUITT SIDE. Now you know how we got WHO’S WHO in America.

PRUITT-IGOE got its REPUTATION from MACK DADDY GENTRIFICATION who rolled his butt up into HOLLY HOOD and sent an architect in to give the so-called less fortunate SUB-ZERO HOUSING.

MR. WHITEY MIGHTY MITT-CHIE INTENTIONALLY built PROJECT UNITS design so poorly even the CENTER OF DISEASE CONTROL would not come out and get test samples when a tenant got bitten by a REAL-ESTATE COCKROACH.

They own the property and the GANG MEMBERS paid dues to BIG DADDY CHAUNCHIE BUG BUG. There was no air conditioners, the kitchen designed so small if you stuck your leg out your feet would land in the toilet. WHAT BATHROOM! DON’T GO THERE! The elevators would skip floors.

This is where the high crime took place when you had to get off the elevator and walk up to MURDER STAIRWELL. In route to your apartment your chances of getting raped, mugged, stabbed, and drugged was a 10 plus.

On a nice cool summer night, you would get the opportunity to get thrown out of a window from the top floor without a parachute. WHAT A RUSH! BUNGIE JUMPING with no rope was the drug dealers favorite. NO record deal was in the making. It just happens.

SLOW JAM THIS! There were other PROJECT UNITS springing up all over the place which was a major disaster for the overcrowded city of ST. LOUIS. There were three architects which worked on this project. Here is the kicker. One of the architects was MINORU YAMASAKI.

He prided himself on his work and went on later to become very famous. His motto was “THE PURPOSE OF ARCHITECTURE IS TO CREATE AN ATMOSPHERE IN WHICH MAN CAN LIVE, WORK, AND ENJOY.” I wonder what made him change his tune?

I sure in the HELL did not enjoy my environment nor the fights I had to survive. MINORU YAMASAKI is the same guy who built the main terminals to LAMBERT AIRPORT in St. Louis. He was the major architect and designer of the WORLD TRADE CENTER. CHECK IT OUT.


Is he still alive?


No, he died on February 7, 1986.


I knew you would know but we will move FORWARD.


One more thang.




I am so PROUD of MAGIC JOHNSON and all he has contributed. Man, he owns the DODGERS. He has overcome a lot and has come a long way.


That is really nice of you to say.


You know I haven’t been around any bat caves, bird droppings, nor have I had an organ transplant.


Where are you going with this?


You know you have CRUMPED UP FRIENDS and now I just made the A LIST. I got my doctors results back and I have been diagnosed with DISSEMINATED HISTOPLASMOSIS along with the other crud. I don’t have to tell you because I can tell by your expression you already know.


Hey, What can I help you with?


Just being my friend and putting up with all my secrets. I don’t have to hide anymore. Thank MR. SMOOTH OPERATOR for opening the door and letting me live my last days with DIGNITY and RESPECT. It has been a long TIME since I could open up and tell the TRUTH.










ADVISORY ALERT: Our GOVERNMENT has stress JOBS and the ECONOMIC DEVELOPMENT to help promote the standard of living which the POOR and the MIDDLE CLASS will not feel the need to bow their head in SHAME and DISGRACE.

Our GOVERNMENT has been very clear on their goals and objectives to reinforce and improve the characteristic of the COMMUNITY and OUR NATION by improving the infrastructure.

Programs must continue to stay in place giving incentives to people with homes that are decaying giving them the encouragement to rebuild. We must continue to reach out to first TIME home buyers.

We can never go back to the MITT-CHIE GENTRY ways of those who come in and buy up the property knowing when the value goes up it will increase rent and raise taxes. It forces the POOR and the MIDDLE CLASS to think their goal is no longer attainable and force them out of their homes.

The characteristic of the COMMUNITY will change and that which was once affordable no longer is a HOMEOWNER’S DREAM. Those who are UNACCEPTABLE and STEREOTYPED will lose their fight and take flight. ONLY the GENTRY SLUM LORDS will have access to the high dollar RIVERFRONT PROPERTY.

Once again the cycle will start over and the process of the HIGH RISE SEGREGATED and NOT EQUAL PLANTATION will take a TOLL ON OUR SOULS.

The only way we can break this cycle is through DIVERSITY, UNIFICATION and the INCLUSION of a COMMUNITY that has been OMITTED because of the BURST OF FLAVORS and TOO MANY COLORS IN THEIR RAINBOW. You thought being AFRICAN AMERICAN was difficult. THINK AGAIN!