Monday, January 5

Hating on... Brunch?

"Dozens of demonstrators today stormed restaurants and targeted white diners in New York and California as part of a 'Black Brunch' protest against alleged police violence."

"Carrying banners, the chanting protesters entered a number of venues in New York City that they identified as 'white spaces', including midtown eateries: Lallisse, Maialino and Pershing Square. Once inside, they 'disrupted' customers' meals by reading out the names of African-Americans killed by police, including Michael Brown, 17, who was shot dead by officer Darren Wilson last August. Addressing staff and patrons, they shouted: 'Every 28 hours, a black person in America is killed by the police. These are our brothers and sisters. Today and every day, we honor their lives.'"
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I heard one young "protest leader" entered the kitchen, and burnt up all the toast! But just the white bread... Rye got a pass. Special protections and all...

(This "protest" business really has jumped the shark at this point. It's like, they can't think of any constructive change to bring about, or understand the hard work necessary to make cultural changes that treat black boys as potentially responsible men, not wannabe thugs with the pants falling down in pre-prison garb. Oh well, turn up the music and sing your swears, I guess. That'll show 'em.)
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Elsewhere
, Nina shares her good news! (click link for a beautiful baby picture.)
(I hope she's not photoshopping that little girl. The colors in that first picture are amazing, and hopefully real!)

So cold weather and a full moon, but still plenty of warmth out there. Congratulations to the new parents, especially the mother, and the blog hostess. (I have a feeling a new baby will change everything about that blog. Like an older, but still young, sibling who perhaps has no idea what is in store when the parents bring home a new child, poor Ed -- I predict -- will no longer command the center of attention on the blog, via daily pics and updates. He's happy about that too though! A win-win win-win all the way around for everyone then!! And props to Nina too, for refraining from reporting the child's first APGAR score. I think the picture -- if untouched -- tells the story there, no?)

A baby is God's opinion that life should go on. A book that does nothing to you is dead. A baby, whether it does anything to you, represents life. If a bad fire should break out in this house and I had my choice of saving the library or the babies, I would save what is alive. Never will a time come when the most marvelous recent invention is as marvelous as a newborn baby. The finest of our precision watches, the most super-colossal of our supercargo plants, don't compare with a newborn baby in the number and ingenuity of coils and springs, in the flow and change of chemical solutions, in timing devices and interrelated parts that are irreplaceable. A baby is very modern. Yet it is also the oldest of the ancients. A baby doesn't know (s)he is a hoary and venerable antique — but (s)he is. Before man learned how to make an alphabet, how to make a wheel, how to make a fire, he knew how to make a baby — with the great help of woman, and his God and Maker.”

~ Carl Sandburg