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Inaugural Thoughts

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Well, I didn't make any of the Inaugural events. I stayed home with my wife who is on crutches. She encouraged me to go to the African Diaspora Ball and the events downtown, but I stayed home and we watched it together on CNN; It was nice. I'm a little sad that I missed it up close and live, but I definitely did not want to miss it without my mosadi -- my loving wife. Were you there in person? Tell us about it:

Happy Birthday, MLK

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Happy Birthday, Rev., Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. I would like to thank Deb S. for reminding me of this. I didn't remember until I went to visit her blog. She has a wonderful article. Check it out: Media By Sistrunk.

Baba Notes: A Second Chance

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Hello MC family. Most of you know about my other blog, Baba Notes . Please visit there when you get a moment and check out an article I wrote about my Pastors new book, A Second Chance . I had the pleasure of editing it. Otherwise, thanks for continued support and I'll see you here again real soon. Peace~

Photo and Quote: Israel and Palestine

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"I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain." ~James Baldwin (American writer) Jan. 7, 2009 - Palestinian Death Toll at 680; Israel Death Toll at 10 Photo source: (AP) www1.whdh.com

Benedict Wallet Vilakazi: Zulu Poet

Benedict Wallet Vilakazi (January 6, 1906 - October 26, 1947) was a South African Zulu poet, novelist, and educator. In 1946, he became the first black South African to receive a Ph.D. A year later, he died. Amazon has a book or two, but that is all I could find. Please share links or references with us if you know of any. Khotso~ I'd like to thank Rosalind for finding this additional information and Poem: Now I Do Believe (Lament for my father - ten years later) Translated from the Zulu by Cherie Maclean Now I do believe that he has died, Because when the sun lights up the earth I see animals grazing in the morning, Whisking their hairy tails, Which are white like the cows at umHlali, Still however I sometimes see dusk at midday. Now I do believe that he has died, Because it also became dusk for me at midday with Mandlakayise. When I asked them to take me to him, They sorrowed with me, I saw him lying down not yet covered up. I saw a dream ...