No Hoodie for Me

The current trend is to post a picture of yourself wearing a hoodie in defense of Trayvon Martin. I'm not doing that. You know why? Because I am white and, in spite of what Geraldo Rivera would have us believe, it's not about the hoodie. Should anyone see me wearing a hoodie, once they see my face, they will not shoot me.

I am not Trayvon Martin. I have never been Trayvon Martin. I will never be Trayvon Martin. Other white women, for whatever struggles we may face due to our gender ~ and Goddess knows we are facing them right now ~ are not and never will be Trayvon Martin. To imply otherwise isn't standing with him; it's insulting him, and every other black face under a hoodie.

March. Protest. Write. Call. Demand. Insist. Donate. But do not post a picture of your white face under a hoodie and call it support. At least I won't be. Because once they see your white face, they will not shoot you ~ and that makes all the difference.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Randomness

Since it is no longer Read An E-Book Week (as if it ever really was; I still think they made that shit up), I figured I should post something else. Only I don't really have much to talk about today. Instead, I leave you with random pictures and images I have on my computer. Honestly, I'm not even sure why I have some of these, but I do. Might as well share them.

Also, for the last of the Mardi Gras 2012 stories and pictures, you can go here, and here, and here.


Those are (more random than usual) Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

An image sent to me years ago

Addictive little buggers

From Gamina. Brilliant!

A cat saying hi in Mexico

The fountain here in NOLA

Shameless Plug

It's Read An E-Book Week. I had no idea the thing existed, and, honestly, suspect it may have been made up. Don't really care. Why? Because my latest novel is available for 50% off through the 10th of the month. Go ahead...You know you wanna...

My Latest Novel

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

Mini Blog: I'll Take It

* I started this morning under an open window, next to fresh flowers, doing yoga. Have moved on to toast and coffee ~ hot, fresh, strong with cream. It ain't a bad way to start the day.

* I just saw that my alma mater, Northeastern University, is denying Chik-fil-A a place in their student center. Well done, Huskies!

* I was able to come up with a solution for a problem Lithus was having waaaay too early this morning. Because I know so little about his work, there is usually not a lot I can offer except to listen. This morning, I was able to solve the problem, and that makes me feel good.

Those are feeling really blessed Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.

It Happened

I was at the florist today, talking with the woman behind the counter when I realized...

My southern accent was back.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.