Race Matters

Here we go again in 2010. Another white person falsely accuses a black person of committing a crime against them. How long will this keep happening? When did it all begin? 

It certainly didn’t start in 1931, when nine black Scottsboro boys who allegedly gang raped two white girls on a Southern Railroad freight train in Tennessee were convicted in Scottsboro, Alabama. It didn’t start in October 1989, when Charles Stuart of Boston, Massachusetts invented a cock-and-bull story about a black gunman who forced his way into the car in which Stuart was driving with his wife in the passenger seat. Stuart claimed that the car was stopped at a stoplight, when the man climbed inside and ordered them to drive some distant before robbing them.  The man then opened fire, allegedly shooting Charles in the stomach and his pregnant wife, Carol, in the head killing her. A couple of months later Stuart further perpetuated his lie by picking a black man named Willie Bennett out of a police lineup and claiming that he was the shooter.  It didn’t begin with the act of deceitfulness in 1994, by Susan Smith who drove her car with her two sons into a river in Union, South Carolina then claimed that a black man had taken her car and kidnapped her sons. Here we are now in 2010 and Bethany Storro disfigures her own face with acid, and then concocts a story about a nonexistent black woman who allegedly threw the acid in her face. According to media reports Storro’s story began unraveling when she allegedly pulled out of a scheduled appearance on “The Oprah Winfrey Show,” fearful of the questions that she might be asked. If Storro’s fairy-tale wasn’t so tragic it would be laughable. An accusation made against a fictitious black woman is exposed by a reportedly planned meeting with a real, and powerful African American woman.

If any records exist of blacks falsely accusing whites of crimes, they cannot be nearly as numerous as the list of false accusations by whites against blacks. When is this race-based insanity going to end?  Not only do trumped-up accusations like these fan the smoldering fires of racial tension, but as history has proven, such blatant lies have caused innocent people to be hunted, prosecuted, convicted, imprisoned and killed.

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Welcome boomers to the baby boomers networking forum. You members of generations X, Y and Z, the alphabet soup group, are welcome also. A lot of you “soupsters” may think of boomers as over-the

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Hello World!

Welcome boomers to the baby boomers networking forum. You members of generations X, Y and Z, the alphabet soup group, are welcome also. A lot of you “soupsters” may think of boomers as over-the-hill old coots or cougars. Well, au contraire, countless numbers of us are youthful, energetic, effectual boomers and darned proud of it. While some among us are required to walk with a cane or depend on a wheel chair for mobility, many boomers are viable candidates for the Senior Olympics, and don’t you forget it!

Even in our golden years, we are just as energetic, optimistic and enthusiastic about life as you youngsters are. We reject the attitude that sixty IS sixty in favor of the more optimistic theory that sixty is the new fifty and each decade ahead of fifty is 10 years younger than the actual chronological age.  Call us idealists.  Call us dreamers, but just don’t call us antiques, because we aren’t buying it.  We are boomers and proud of it. Follow us on this site as we enlighten you about the freedom, the wisdom, and the charm of life on this side of the hill.

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Reflections . . . On the music of our generation.

The Way We Were is an enchanting song and so beautifully sang by Barbra Streisand. Others like Gladys Knight have also performed it well. The first time that I heard it was on the soundtrack of the movie of the same title, Streisand co-starred in the movie with Robert Redford.

Such songs with haunting catchwords like “memories” is one reason that many of us replay favorite tunes in our minds for years past that special occasion linked to the adored song, and we relinquish those memories only when age or circumstance demands it. The Way We Were was the sweet companion for many boomers as we tiptoed across the threshold of time toward maturity and adulthood, and then began contemplating what we would be when we grew up. “Could it be that it was oh so simple then or has time rewritten every line? If we had the chance to do it all again, tell me would we, could we?” The captivating tune missed the sixties decade by a few years, as it skated up the Billboard chart in 1974. Nevertheless, it will forever be one of my all time favorites. There are some songs so moving that they touch your very soul. TWEW is one of them.

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