I've been meaning to do this for a while now but I'll start adding audio versions of some of the longer blog posts. A friend told me that she doesn't have time to read much these days but if she could listen to the longer blog posts while on the treadmill she totally would.
Robby thinks it would be cool too so okay...I'll do that. When I have time.
I hope you enjoy this! They will be housed on Soundcloud here: That Gumbo Life
And here: AudioBlog
Recently I ran across a cut of pork I'd never heard of. They had a good look to them so I bought them and then asked Mr. Google for the optimal way to prepare them.
According to Mr. Google...melt two tablespoons of butter and add two tablespoons of olive oil to a pan on high heat. Before butter turns brown, add pork that has been sprinkled with fresh cracked pepper and sea salt. Cook for 3 minutes and then flip. Cook for another 3 minutes.
You can add a mushroom wine sauce or something to it but we didn't yet and we've had it twice. When I tell yall they are so delicious and tender????? Man! AMAZING!
They are currently my new favorite pork under bacon because...BACON.
I now add red pepper flakes and parsley to them but pretty much cook them the same.
And then I eat them the same. Quickly. With wine. LOL!
Have you ever had them? Ever even heard of them?
The morning after the last episode of "Empire" I fell down a rabbit hole following links while reading recaps. (I enjoy reading what others say about the show when they have a good voice. LOL!) I kept falling and falling tumbling head over heels until I landed on an extremely precarious ledge watching a YouTube video with 4 Black men sitting around in old school Black power meeting fashions discussing the show. Like...I had to *BLINK* and get my mind right because what I was seeing looked as if it was from 1969...but they were discussing a show from 2015...that was on just last night.
Moving on...
The main guy began to say just how dangerous the show is to Black people because of how it is pushing the gay agenda on us and how the gay agenda is a major contributor of the downfall of the Black family and community.
I put my hand up on the slippery wall behind me from the ledge I was standing on...feeling the ledge crumble under me as I scrambled to get the hell up outta there. I closed my eyes to the daishikis and caps without bills and pulled myself up. Along the way, I clicked on another video with a young man who, I'm sorry to say, LOOKED gay and SPOKE gay (I know that sounds horrible...but hey...he did) pretty much saying some of the same things.
And I was puzzled.
When my head cleared the dankness of that hole and I started breathing clean air again...it made me start thinking of this GAY AGENDA.
I have gay family, framily and friends. We all do if we're honest with ourselves. I'm pretty close to many of them and we share our life. I thought about what their agenda seems to be when I'm talking to or being with them and I'll be honest when I say...such conversation never comes up. Maybe because we're all comfortable being ourselves with each other. But again...maybe because THE GAY AGENDA is pretty much just having the same things we straight people take for granted. If that is THE GAY AGENDA...cool. No biggie. You want to love who you want to love, you want to not be discriminated against, you don't want to be targeted violently by hateful azz people, you want your spouse to have the same benefits as that of a straight couple spouse, you don't want to suffer the pain of being ousted from your spouse's hospital room on their deathbed by their "legal" next of kin who believes your love is immoral.
Seems pretty basic to me.
But the way those men sitting around the table were discussing THE GAY AGENDA...it was as if they saw something I never considered. Some evil, banal part of being gay that exists on the other side of acceptance. Like...the world would never, ever be the same good that many of us believe it to be, again...if gay people were...well...gay.
I mean...we can all agree that gay people exist right? I'd hope so. I mean sheesh...no brainer there. What are WE supposed to do with them if we aren't supposed to accept them? And who are we to even think we have a choice in if they get to be gay or not?
I stopped thinking about it because those types of conversations always bother me. I moved on with my week.
A conversation lead me right back to thinking about it recently when someone whose opinion I respect shared with me that they believe homosexuality was a sin. I'd never heard this person actually say this out loud before so it stopped me. I have a tendency of having selective memory when it comes to those I love so hey...maybe they've shared this before and I just choose to skip on past it and subconsciously knew to never bring it up in conversation with them again so I could keep my level of respect of their opinion intact. The conversation wasn't contentious. I shared that I didn't believe it was a sin stating that the Ten Commandments were pretty clear as to what is considered a sin and well...homosexuality isn't listed. The person is a good debater so they stated their belief didn't come from a place of hate and that they accepted that gay people existed but yes it is a sin.
And I struggled to put together the connection of the conversation we started with to where we were.
Knowing me as I do...I decided it was time to end the conversation. I simply didn't want to discuss it any longer and got off the phone. I was disappointed in the person and, my not being able to continue to discuss it with them, disappointed them in me.
"Sometimes we get disappointed."
When my husband came home from the golf course, I was still feeling some kinda way and I discussed it with him. He shared with me that I'd probably be really surprised at how many people we knew actually felt the same.
And I wanted to know for sure so I sent out a text message to the people I'd recently spoken to via text that asked:
The answers started coming back immediately and I was shocked at the responses but I did note a few patterns and some things that really stood out.
1. Those I was the closest to, and interacted with daily, did not think it was a sin.
2. ALL the Black men (except for one) thought it was a sin.
3. ALL the White people did NOT think it was a sin.
4. The most Catholic Black woman I know did NOT think it was a sin.
5. Only ONE Black woman who said yes answered with one word. The rest who said yes, felt the need to explain their belief.
The most shocking person to me was an Elder Black man who I straight up thought was going to say yes. His answer? "No it's not sin...but it's nasty and I'm eating. Get off my phone." The more I thought about it however, and thought about him and how he lives his life...I should have expected him to respond in that exact way cuz he's a trip and he's the happiest man I know.
The exercise made me realize that there are no precursors for being yes or no on this issue but...if you're a Black man...you are probably going to believe it's sin.
I remembered in that rabbit hole, one of the "panel" members saying he understood Lucious not wanting his son to be gay and how Lucious wanting his son to be a MAN was admirable. I remembered thinking...Lucious killed his best friend at point blank range. He then stood up in the church house at his funeral and spoke. Lucious has killed countless other people and might drop Anika in that same river this week. Lucious cheats, sold drugs to his community to get his family out of the hood and let his wife go to jail for 17 years while he lived high on the hog she laid at his feet.
But...you're comfortable aligning yourself with the way Lucious thinks. Lucious clearly thinks he is God and owns the power to decide who should live and whom shouldn't live and HOW they should live.
Saints and sinners.
It all just made me think. My mind all over the place knowing the church's stance on this matter is one of the main reasons why I stay out of the church. Especially Catholic churches. One of the most poignant text conversations I had was with someone who doesn't believe it is a sin but still grappling with their "Catholic guilt" over the issue. She stated...
“If they are Catholic, they are “supposed” to believe it is a sin. But they can still embrace that person. “Love the sinner, not the sin.” But, for me (and this probably makes me a bad Catholic) I believe, since we all are already “sinners”, according to Catholicism, that the real sins are the ones that hurt someone else. I, personally don’t feel that homosexuality truly hurts other people, unless it is someone who is a [Catholic] homosexual and feels so conflicted inside as to hate themselves because they do not want to be that way.”
To which I responded...
“One of the major reasons why I fell out with the Catholic church early on. I believe they took that hard lined stance forever ago because they wanted to add additional guilt to priests contemplating or CURRENTLY raping little boys.”
And...we moved on as we do. We'll probably never discuss this issue again. I was simply wondering.
Surprisingly I was only disappointed in the response from the initial person I was talking to and I guess I need to deal with that. It's probably because I respect pretty much everything about them so maybe I'd put my own feelings onto what I thought they felt about this issue too. Like...taken for granted it was something we'd agree on and didn't have to THINK about.
But again...I have selective memory when it comes to those I love. You have to right? We all do. When we love someone...our mind justifies our love and creates blank spaces when necessary.
Again...this was simply a personal exercise for me. It didn't change anything. I just wanted to know and well...it's not something I discuss on a regular with people I don't interact with daily. There is so much more that could be said, of course, like another conversation about the deadly sins and if those are sins against God or against man and if sins against man are the same as SINS. So much that is up to personal interpretation.
And so much personal interpretation of things which don't affect many of us end up affecting those who are living that life.
So...I'll ask you the same:
Link to AudioBlog of this post: Lucious and THE GAY AGENDA
Sunbeam X-Large (12" x 24") Heating Pad
I love a good heating pad but once you have one...you don't really need a new one. But then...I saw this one and goodness! They have greatly improved the heating pad and now? I want this one.
So sue me. I'll have two. GO ME!
How many heating pads do you have? How old is yours?
I was contacted by an oracle. Wonder if he already knew what I was going to say before I said it?
I tend to hold my breath when I'm concentrating and only just noticed that I do this. It freaks me out when I realize I'm doing it and then I do the breathing technique from yoga. Weird as hell.
I've been playing with makeup more and sometimes it's really, really funny. LOL!
I got a deep trim last week and my hair feels brand new all over.
Whenever I start thinking I drink too much coffee...a new study comes out that says drinking too much coffee is a good thing.
I continue to believe that there is nothing new pajamas can't make better.
I get the most frustrated when poor or lack of communication creates an issue.
I planted purple and yellow flowers for Mardi Gras.
Mardi Gras is over.
Is it too early to put the Easter wreath up? I put my Spring one up but I can't find my wreath hooks so um...erra...it's on a snowflake hook.
*GIGGLE*
A friend told me to put coconut oil in Jaru's food for his dry skin issues. I was skeptical at first but did it and he loves it and scratches less.
But he's eating up all my damn coconut oil. Humph. I use that on my hair dude.
I read an article about how to drink less soda if you can't give up soda. One of the suggestions was to drink a mix of half soda, half water.
I don't drink soda but if I did...I wouldn't do that.
I love the bank's convenience of being able to deposit a check using the app on your phone. That is seriously the best thing ever. LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!
I can't find that wow factor we're looking for and I has the sads.
I was taking meds for my ADD (finally) and it helped me focus but I didn't have fun anymore and it broke out my face.
Yall already know I stopped taking that cuz really...REALLY? I'm vain as hell.
Homeowner's insurance costs out this way are giving me the blues. SEVERE blues.
My indoor plants are acting like they like me again.
The only place I can buy fresh cut flowers is the Winn-Dixie. The lady is so nice too. I talked to her this weekend and she'll start taking my suggestions for what to order. I wanted some flowering branches so she got me some in yesterday. GO ME! Imma play with them today. Or tomorrow. Soon as I go get them cuz Winn-Dixie is thataway and I never go thataway unless I want flowers from Winn-Dixie and it's raining and I never think about flowers when it's raining.
I need new sheets. I have two sets of good ones that I alternate on our bed and well...it's time for new ones. I've been researching the best sheets to buy and am confused. It was so much easier when Martha Stewart had us believing thread count mattered. Since that has been debunked...lawd...I don't know where to start!
I will say that the sheets I use on the guest bed are from Land's End and I'm ALWAYS impressed with the condition they are in so...maybe I'll start there this time.
I saw a woman cuss her child out like the child was grown and had done something really bad to her.
That made me so sad.
Jeb Bush huh? NO MORE BUSHES!
I'm not crazy about more Clintons either.
Last night I had an extra dirty martini with three olives using Russian Standard vodka.
I felt like a boss.
But then I decided to follow it with a bottle of water and well...I kept having to get up to use the bathroom reminding me why I try to drink all my 64 ounces of water before 7pm.
Jaru glared at me for waking him up every time I went to the bathroom. He's getting evil in his old age.
Shit...me too.
I just heard thunder and I'm sitting by the windows. Yall know I'm moving right?
I hate when people I adore lose a parent because I know that pain and I know it's not a pain that's going to get better anytime soon. I feel so helpless when that happens knowing I can't help at all.
*sigh*
Shelly and Coley went to Universal in Florida and went to Harry Potter land. It was so awesome she couldn't tell me about it cuz I didn't want to know cuz I want to go SO.BAD!!!!!!!!! Robby? Not so much. LOL!
What's going on random with you?
