My aunts, who I'm not seeing this year because you know why, keep sending me food in the mail (homemade cookies, saltfish fritters).
This isn't a complaint, I love my aunts.
That's Aunt Lorna and Aunt Angela, my mom's two immediate sisters. My mom was the middle child of the three and has two older sisters, Aunt Madge and Aunt Joy.
Mom and her sisters, and my uncle, Mike. You can recognize my mom cause she's the ringleader in the middle talking up a storm ♥️
I've posted this before but this is my favorite pic of Mom w her sisters, and their mom, my grandma. Pearl. As far as I know, mom was pregnant w me when this was taken. I feel like it's VERY 70s.
These are all her sisters together, unfortunately at Mom's funeral. They're wearing bright colors cause Mom was extremely colorful and almost never wore dark stuff. (Mom liked very shiny stuff, we used to joke about her "bling," we're very different that way)
Aunt Angela and some weirdo
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The Biden team is going to quickly have to learn that "the rules" and "tradition" are not going to fly as excuses for not DOING STUFF.
With Trump, we learned a lot of stuff that Obama said "you just can't..." was actually stuff you really"just could." Continually setting up roadblocks for yourself that aren't reflected in the law will backfire. Just fucking do it.
its not a dealbreaker but i just realized AOC is a massive hand-talker. she doesnt just have one hand-move, but she moves her hands all over the danged place.
(this is meaningless theater criticism with absolutely no serious implications)
biden doesnt move his hands a lot. harris moves her hands but the motion is very deliberate and not "wild." trump has accordion hands and loves to do the "ok" sign. obama is a pointer. bill clinton is a thumb pointer. hrc nods in 180 degrees.
biden's "tic" is this thing he does where he rubs the side of his nose. he does it in almost every speech. the trump equivalent is when he purses his lips and tilts his head as if to say "what i just said is amazing and you should applaud it."
There are some people on the left who practically salivate over the idea that Democrats should throw anti-bigotry aside. To be perfectly honest I think a lot of them have never really spoken to a black person. They've spoken at one, but not *to* one.
Their take is basically: Can we just stop talking about racism and misogyny and transphobia and the rest? Let's just talk about Medicare for all and UBI and that will solve *everything*.
The people who think this way are fucking stupid.
And they always insist when Republicans make some populist noises they've magically "outflanked the Democrats." Look, the Democrats are generally too attached to means tested neolib bullshit, but Josh Hawley sounding like Bernie isn't an actual movement on the right.
Duquan rolled over and hit the alarm. His vision was still blurry, but he looked at the calendar on his wall. There it was, in black and white. December 21, or B-Day as everyone had started calling it.
He didn't feel any different, and he wondered if it was a hoax.
Then suddenly, the skies darkened. It was if midnight had suddenly fallen. The sun quickly faded away, replaced by a black orb.
Duquan heard... what was that? Music?
"He was a buffalo soldier," Bob Marley quietly sang, off in the distance.
Lightning flashed across the jet-black sky.
Then, in the loudest voice anyone has ever heard, Martin Luther King said, "Rise, blacks, rise."
Duquan's hands began to blow and he felt a charge of electricity surge through his system.