I am racist, and so are you.

Originally posted on Being Shadoan:

And the sooner we both acknowledge this, the sooner we can begin to address the problem. So let’s talk.

“Wait just a minute here, Rachel. You’re like, the least racist person I know. You’re always sharing stuff about race and racism. You couldn’t possibly be racist.”

Here’s the deal. Racism isn’t just guys in white robes and Paula Deen shouting racial slurs. Racism is subtle, racism is insidious, and our culture is so deeply steeped in it that it’s impossible to grow up in the US and not be racist. It’s a kind of brainwashing: a set of default configuration files that come with the culture. It’s a filter, built up from birth, that alters our perception of the world. (Literally–racial bias makes people see weapons that aren’t there.) Racism isn’t just conscious actions; it’s judgements that happen so fast that we may not even be aware of…

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Birthday Lessons

They say you never know what you’ve got until it’s gone. Who ever “they” are, I disagree with them. I guess it depends on who you are. I might sometimes be unappreciative of the things I have and I am trying to change that, but for right now, I know exactly what I have and that is great friends.

My birthday was just a representation of our new year together. Two more semesters and we will be depart on our own personal journeys to happiness. I have no idea what that means to be because my life is a shit show of different living locations. It started in Indiana, stayed in New Hampshire for a while, depart to New York and then end up in Alabama.

Yes, Alabama.

The cake, candy, and ongoing laughs are simple reminders that I have surrounded myself with the most genuine people. I couldn’t ask for anything more than what they have given me. If you’ve lost hope in humanity, it’s because you haven’t yet met my friends, or what I would now call my family. We were living in a suite in one of the halls on our campus. We lost a friend to an off-campus apartment and had to add a stranger to our already-odd group of sophomores. Luis had no idea what he was getting into. Fast forward to second semester and CJ is introduced to this odd assortment of randos. It worked out though. We had are differences and there is not questioning that, but somehow we meshed well enough to get an apartment together.

Since then, things have only gotten better. Okay, they may have gotten worse before they got better, but we are six guys living in a house together… What do you expect? Fact is, they aren’t just my housemates anymore.

I have a tattoo on my back that says “family” within the roots of a tree. These people are the roots. They are the people that keep me clinging to hope everyday. I couldn’t ask for anything more from them because they are perfect.

From a nurse to an artist, or a teacher to a basketball player, they are everything I can ask for in a group of people that I love with. I may not tell them often, if ever, but I appreciate them and everything they do to make me a happy person.

I Learned Something In Class Today!


I learned something in class today. I feel like the boy that comes home after middle school and is asked by his mom, “What did you learn at school today Mikey?” (That is what they used to… or still do call me, by the way.) And then I get to actually tell my mom something that I learned instead of saying, “Uhm, I don’t knowww,” and go outside to play basketball. So, it is a good day because I learned something in class today and I want to share it with you. Although I am a public relations student, I learned something about life and not PR.

The class is called Leadership communication. The teacher may not be the most exciting person in the world, but he did get one thing crammed into my mind today. I’ve been thinking about it for most of the day actually and also let it leak over into my basketball-filled lifestyle. I am always trying to take thing from class or life in general and apply them to spesific  parts of my life as a college student.

“It is easy to lead when everyone is healthy, fed, and well rested.”

Every year it happens… We start basketball season with around 15 players, give or take 2 or 3. Everyone is getting along, playing pick-up ball, and hanging in the locker room together. Then we start to practice. everyone gets tired earlier and in the day. Midterm exams roll in and all hell breaks loose. None of us want to have a breakdown during exams or class or at home. Who wants to ever break down in the first place? We get to practice at about 5 in the afternoon and all of our energy is gone. We are sick, tired, sore, and hungry. Then someone goes up for a layup and gets smacked in the face, pushed, or practically punched, and it sets off a trigger. All sense of composure is lost.

It ends rather quickly though. We usually realize it is just a foul and we are just sick, tired, sore, and hungry. “It is easy to lead when everyone is healthy, fed, and well rested.” It is also easy to play compose yourself. It is easier to play well. It is easier to practically everything. It is EXTREMELY hard to be productive when you are sick, tired, sore, and hungry. That is what life is all about though. People are not recognized because they had an easy time accomplishing a task, whether that task is graduating top in their class or a college basketball championship.

Life isn’t suppossed to be easy. We all have our challenges and we all have our flaws. This basketball season is going to be the hardest and hopefully the most satisfying season of my life. I am going to win with my teammates and I am going to lose with my teammates. What really matters is where do we stand at the end of the season? Did we crumble when times got tough, or did we perservere?

I like to think we will perservere.


SUNY Plattsburgh Men’s Basketball 2013-2014.


I Want A Blog Topic!

Since I started blogging which was a little over two months ago, I have had a hard time finding one area to write about. I KNOW, I don’t need to write about one topic or even a couple topics similiar to eachother, but I want to.  I don’t want to write about sports. I play basketball in college and talk sports with my friends on a daily basis. I rather not continue talking about sports on my blog as well. I recently started following more students on wordpress, whether they are from my country or not. I find it interesting to see perspectives of other people and when they pertain to my lifestyle, it becomes easier to read. This isn’t to say there are only students on my wordpress newsfeed because that just isn’t the case. I find lately that I am always interested in politics, but I can’t even bring myself to write a single post about my political standings. Maybe it’s because I don’t know where I even stand; Maybe it’s because not one brain cell in my mind believes that anyone in our government is there solely for the betternment of our country. Okay, both are true.

There are only so many blogposts you can write about your family when you are 1,200 miles away from them. I talk to them on the phone, text them, and sometimes facetime, but I can’t write about our conversations every day because they aren’t THAT interesting. (SORRY FAM) At least not to the point where you would want to read about them. So, I guess I am kind of stuff. I could write about my college experiences because I do have some ‘experiences’ but I haven’t yet decided. So, who knows! Do I talk about college? basketball? my girlfriend? Probably all of the above. For now, I will stick to randomness and my emotions as I jump from college student, to full fledged member of the unemployed American society.

I hope that doesn’t last long…

Freshly Pressed to Felicia’s Picks: Finally!


I am one of Felicia’s Picks! Woohoo!

Originally posted on Thoughtful Minds United:

I have finally gotten around to Felicia’s Picks of which I missed last week, so, without further ado enjoy this week’s picks!

NewFelicia's Picks

  1. Military Spouses or Significant Others: This article actually brought up something that I was actually unaware of. What do you all think about military spouses/significant others basically sharing credit for the work that the people in the military do.
  2. I Do: A similar opinion on the case of Michael Brown; apparently, I’m not the only one saying these things about the state America is in.

Here, is the post where I explain how I came up with the idea. I will contact you letting you know that you have been nominated and you can also place the following badge on your blog.

Below, is how Felicia’s Picks Works:

  1. Blog Posts will be chosen to be featured on TMU each week.
  2. If your post is chosen, you will be notified…

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I’m Having Nightmares!

It’s happening. This is one of those times that you feel like you have to reminisce on all the good times you have had. You have to change overnight because things are going to be completely different around here. In reality, nothing is changing besides the fact that I can go to a restaurant and buy myself an ice cold draft beer. Yup, I am turning 21 soon.

Obviously you don’t know my friends very well, unless you are my friends, in which case you do know my friends. Woah… confusing. Anyway, all my friends at college are 21 already and they are eagerly waiting for the youngin’ to turn 21. I will admit that I am eagerly waiting as well. It is going to feel pretty great to go out with my friends! I’m ready to join the club, literally.

You see, I keep having this horrible dream though. As some of you know, I live in Alabama during the summer because my parents moved, so I have an Alabama license. I go to college in New York though. I keep having this nightmare that on my 21st birthday, at 12 o’clock, I am going to walk up and hand the guy my ID and he is going to look at me like I have 3 heads. “Alabama? Did this kid really just hand me an Alabama ID?” Obviously they see fake IDs too much because it is a college town, so what do you think this guy is going to say when I hand him an Alabama ID on the first weekend of the school year when a million people try to use fake IDs?

So yeah, I keep having nightmares that the guy is going to take my ID and turn me away on my 21st birthday, then I will sit there arguing with him and be that guy that holds up the line. That would be terrible and I hope it doesn’t happen. Either way, I’m going to the Plattsburgh Brewery on Saturday and it is going to be wonderful!

Yay being oldish!

Voice Your Opinion And Encourage Conversation.

If you are friends with me on facebook, you have probably noticed my several posts about the Michael Brown investigation. I do apologize if anyone feels I’ve been disrespectful while voicing my opinion. Although I like to be involved in the discussion, I’m not a disrespectful person. I won’t apologize however for voicing my opinion, because that is what I do.

The entire case has frustrated me and of course many other people across the nation, so you can probably relate. This post isn’t to argue whether or not it is self defense or murder. This post is for the adults that are discouraging younger people from posting on facebook about this investigation and the news in general. 

I’ve seen adults tell younger people, “Stick to topics you know something about,” and “Another young ignorant kid trying to get facebook likes.” Personally, I have a huge problem with this. When did some adults start discouraging the interest in politics and the news? Aren’t we supposed to encourage younger people to be involved, have an opinion, derive information from sources, and ultimately create an opinion? Well, that is what I have done. (That includes myself by the way, I am not older yet!)  

I created an opinion and I wanted to share it with my facebook friends in order to gain other perspectives. I didn’t swear at anyone, call them an ignorant idiot, or challenge their intelligence. I understand that not everyone is like that though. People don’t always swerve away from name calling or discouraging people from sharing their opinions. I understand that, but when you find someone that does conduct themselves in a way that isn’t disrespectful, why would you discourage their participation in any debates? 

I’ve learned a couple things in the last two days. My participation in debates with people online shows me why I surround myself with the people I am talking too. Even though the people I have debated with are either family members or good friends, I won’t let it get in the way of our relationship. No one is going to discourage me from posting and debating with my family isn’t going to force a gap in our relationship. I respect the people I have talked to, and I find the more I talk to them the more objective I become in situations like this, even though the Michael Brown case has brought out many emotions. 

I guess my point is that I encourage people to voice their opinion. Voice your opinion because you can’t gain perspectives without reading and hearing other thoughts. If you can’t voice your opinion and try to stay objective on the computer, how will you do the same in person? Either way, facebook and any other social media site is a medium made for your thoughts. If someone can’t take the fact that you want to voice your opinion in whatever subject you decide, then they aren’t worth your time. Fortunately, I have only had that problem once in the past couple of days.