Sunday, April 01, 2007

BMG Monopoly and More:Edited

So my darling wife pointed out to me that I made some typographical errors in this post. They were corrected but it is a cautionary tale as far as trying to blog before breakfast. I won't do that again!


Ok, there is nothing spiritual about what I am about to say, but for those of you who were wondering, I went completely nuclear on some brothers during Monopoly last night inflicting much pain on those who were talking lots of trash before. They told me that I would have to walk back to my cabin in humiliation and take a shower of shame. Not only did that not happen but I slept in a cozy bed in one of their cabins last night. It was all great fun and took me back to my childhood days in Tennessee at my grandmother's house that was always full of brown skinned folk carrying on and laughing in the face of all the world was throwin' at black people. Actually the whole weekend has had that quality of intimate brotherhood and family feelings. Having not grown up with any brothers, or even close male cousins, this has been a real treat. There is something really special about what happens when we allow themselves to be loved by one another. I don't know what it's like for women, but men, especially black men seem to find this a bit difficult or at least difficult to sustain for any length of time. Even as a write this, young men who look just like me are acting out their seemingly bottom-less hatred for their fellow black men on the streets of Boston. I wish they could have been here and seen what's possible when we allow God to free us from fear, internalized oppression, and nihilism. It's a beautiful thing. Be back later.