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Respect~

Well, I’m surprised it took me this long, I have finally caved~ This post is about respect. You know that thing your parents try to teach you…or should be teaching you, when you’re just a toddler?

By its very definition, respect as a noun simply means: a feeling of something elicited for someone or something elicited by their abilities, qualities or achievements.  Guess what respect means as a verb? The exact same as above!

So whether you are showing it or you are giving it, it is the same. Respect never changes. So where is all that respect when a looting riot breaks out? I am not sure. Look into the eyes of that small business owner and you ask him or her, as they cry really hard at the fact that this person has now lost everything they have strived for all their lives. Ask first what this disrespect for others can do for you? It tears at the core of the community; less is not more in this instance.

No one has ever asked anyone to not dislike or to not express a view when they feel a wrong has been pursued/committed against another, after all, take this essay blog of mine, I’m expressing a view.

The thing is this: reverence for life or property should be innate, it should be in you. We are not born as babies to hate, we are however, born into or grow up into a “place” of discontentment.

There are so many ways to change a situation. There are so many ways to add to a situation. If you choose to try to change the situation using a street protest, I’m in your corner. But when one or more or groups and throngs of people go on a tear and begin to set fires, jump on cop cars, steal, loot and/or destroy, attack cops, or spew pure hatred I cannot stand beside you.

You see I have personal honor and respect for myself as well as I have it for you. I cannot think that setting fire to a neighbor’s dry cleaning service or even ripping off a corporate business chain like a CVS will do any good for anyone at all.

I have simple respect. Those things in that store do not belong to me; therefore, if I cannot pay for them I cannot have them. The lady who’s business burned to the ground does not know now how she will feed her children; that’s right that small act of violence against respect has severe consequences. There are so many involved, in fact a whole city worth in these cases!

Now enter people. No one is above the law. No one should “get away” with disrespect of another badge or no. Please do remember positions of authority are there because someone has taken an oath to honor you, serve you and protect you. Have you the will to do this every day as a part of your job? Tough I am certain. Most of us could not nor would not want to handle the horrific things of today. I am sure that personal quality and esteem are number one in jobs such a policeman for one. They do endure rigorous testing on so many levels; they do have internal affairs policing them every time a weapon is discharged. I think their job is tough. I also think that growing up in today’s society is hard too.

But then I remember the kids in a city near me that took a small open lot that was filled with garbage, debris from drug paraphernalia and left overs from nightly partying, junk tires and car parts and turned it into a small piece of heaven. These kids were taught right then and there by a community adult, that this is where THEY live and THEY needed to be proud. So they organized and together with many of their parents they began to clean it up. They made small sandboxes in the middles of the tires, hung one from a rope on a tree to fashion a swing. They planted flowers and seeds, and watched gardens grow. It became not only a thing of beauty, but it was a source of respect, a place that was their own to keep clean and to use and to flourish there.

Being a city kid may be hard, having one parent may be hard, and going to school is hard sometimes because there may be gang activity for example. but never loose respect. Don’t lose respect for yourself, or any others around you. We as adults need to reinforce respect for others, like teachers and yes even little old ladies passing by~

We all need to remember that this respect thing goes a long way and it is not ever victimless.

What our world needs now is just a little respect, reverence and honor toward one another and maybe put on a little Aretha Franklin and play that stuff loud!

Respect and flourish~

Just my thoughts, Just my opinions, but always in a ConversationalTone~

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Humanity is Disgusting!

Seriously, I sat down to write a post and nothing was on my mind other than the single act of a lone human being to coming to the aid of another. When a person puts themselves in harm’s way to save a life, we deem these heroic, right? Take for instance, firefighters and policeman, we all know at a moments notice these men and women will go to far lengths to save complete strangers. They completely disregard their own lives and safety. And if you are reading this and have had your life saved or that of a loved one rescued you personally know that you are one of the lucky ones.

On Sunday morning at 5:40 AM, on 144 th st & 88th Rd. in Jamaica, Queens New York, a man did just that; he stuck his neck out in not only an act of kindness, but an act of selfless love for his fellow-man. He saw a woman being mugged by another man. This man could not stand to see another inflict pain upon this lone woman walking and  he took action!

Yes, this person was named Hugo Alfred Tale-Yax, he was 32 years old and he is my hero! Why? This man acted upon his instincts and little did he know that he would interject himself into what was about to become his last endeavour of his life. Mr. Tale-Yax, native of Guatemala was out of work. He in fact, was named as a homeless man, but he kept busy by doing odd jobs. He was trying to be an active member of society. Did I mention he was my hero? Notice how I throw that title around? A true hero comes to the aid of another without thinking of the consequences to his person. Mr. Tale-Yax could be anyone, but he isn’t.

Once Mr.Tale-Yax went to aid the woman in peril, he was subsequently stabbed several times in the chest by the woman’s attacker. While this ensued the woman ran away in the other direction. The knife-wielding attacker ran away too, and that left my hero, slowly hitting the ground as he too tried in vain to get away. Soon Mr. Hugo Alfred Tale-Yax perished. But he did not die a lonely death; for at least twenty-five pedestrians passed by his motionless body and it is reported that only 1-2 people actually called 911!  Disgusting and I shake my head. Many touched him and at least one took a picture of him. Perhaps they all thought him a hapless drunk, and did not know what to do; I’ll give that much. But my checks and balances are always to ask myself immediately would I want to be treated that way? If I saw a dying man I would try to help; it’s just me. I can’t be alone in this? Am I?

What if any would you have done? Can we teach and preach love to our fellow-man in church,schools, and tv? Have we become a nation where we can give to hurricane and earthquake victims but not to the lowly hero in town?  Why did this man of great substance die in vain? Why did he have to die at all? Was his number up? Most likely his fate is sealed in what we learn from his selfless act of love for his fellow-man. We need to continue to keep his story in the forefront of everyone’s mind. This is for world-wide consumption, not just for those in New York!  We need to change this people. We need to take time to care for people we do not know. This country needs to change the mind-set of “I want to get mine”! When ever you do something or think of something, please think of the homeless man with the funny name, Hugo Alfred Tale-Yax and pay homage to his selfless act of humanity. He is different from many~he extended a hand to his fellow-man and in turn lost his life.

For all those that strolled by, took pictures, and even laughed as blood pooled on the sidewalk, shame on you. You know who you are and I hope you are as sick to your stomach as I am! You shamed your city, your country and now the world!  For whom ever finally got the fire department there, thank you, it was too late but you had a small feeling in your heart that drove you to try to change that situation.

For me and in my house, I will continue to tell the story of Mr. Hugo Alfred Tale-Yax and his life changing event. I hope to raise children and surround myself with people who love and care and just give a damn!

Just my thoughts, just my opinions, and always in a conversationaltone!

Mary Caliendo

Whitney Houston Resurrection!

Everytime I think that I have seen the last of the best of the feel good stories-here comes Oprah again! I hope you all caught the recent two-day interview of Whitney Houston on the Oprah show.

This interview was not only dramatic, it was sad and then finally glorious.  Now Whitney has not survived a fatal illness, or overcame a tragic accident that has left her maimed, no Whitney is surviving her life!  Now that’s big right? Well, yes it is when you are Whitney Houston and Bobbie Brown.   At one time Whitney was on top of the world with anything and everything she could want. Is part of Whitney and Bobbie Brown’s problem having too much too fast? Most likely that was a contributing factor in all of this!

Ms Houston went deep into her soul and revealed a lot of what took place within the marriage of the two. The excesses, the loves, and finally the realization that all of it was definitely not working! Whitney’s account shows what the taking and abusing the drugs and alcohol that the two were engaged in ravaged not only their marriages, their careers, and finally their lives. Ms Houston let us in on some awful insights of the garbage that was taking place in their home. Her conversation with Oprah was stunning. 

I’m glad to hear when a star or a singer wants to be clean, sober, and happy just like the rest of us. I hope that after the dramatization of Whitney’s life via the “Oprah Effect” is still going strong many years to come from now. I am hoping that she was not only sincere, but serious because Oprah put herself out there as Whitney’s friend. It was a wonderful thing that after finding out how terrible Whitney’s drug use was and the fact that she was so low- that simply a desire to raise her child and show her child that she could have much to be proud of in her mother.  Whitney claimed that Bobbie Brown had no knowledge of that interview and most likely she’d be hearing something as Bobbie Brown did not look so great!  In fact, he looked just like a typical abuser! The very fact that he spat into the face of Whitney is simply deplorable!  And it is something that is the lowest  thing that one can do to another. Sad. I hope that it was his drug/alcohol abuse that caused that!

Let’s hope the two of them will get on with their lives and Whitney will continue in the upward spiral back to the top of reining diva!!  It would be great to turn on the radio or see a movie and hear Whitney again!  She has given us some of the greats! Her new stuff is a different Whitney. She is older and wiser, and she exudes more throaty soul as she sings! Let her voice crack a bit, after all she’ll show character and the wrinkles of the past! To me, her short singing appearance on Oprah was great! She was vibrant, but appeared nervous for the first few seconds and then Whitney stepped back into the shoes she once wore! Whitney resurrected!

Just my thoughts, just my opinions, and always in a conversationalTone.

Mary Caliendo

Kanye West -Mr. Jacka$$

Well I have waited some days now to see if the Kanye West steam roller engine would exhaust itself and simply die down, but the locomotive has only picked up speed and is blowing out more steam than ever!

So I guess I would be remiss if I too did not vent my all too familiar writer feelings out in a small snippet of finely crafted paragraphs, and letting my readers chime in on their thoughts about my thoughts!  So I’ll just start here, and borrow a line from the leader of our free world- “Kayne is a Jackass”!  True enough I think that at this point Kayne knows for real, that Kayne is a true Jackass too!

Thank you Mr. President Obama for giving me yet another reason to love you again!  You are real and we all identify!

I’m just wondering what a sloppy, drunken rapper did to get past say security, back stage people and who ever else is backstage at an awards show, to actually get on to stage, and grab the microphone from any recipient! It was released widely that CNN got a hold of  words used by Kayne West himself that went, I had a bit too much sippy, sippy and got a little tipsy, tipsy—whoa!  Sounds like a new song?  Or was it already a song??  Anyway, a stroke of luck brought the scheduled performer to the Jay Leno stage, where Leno asked a couple of great questions -such as -what would your mother have thought of this behavior?  Any mother would not be proud of that display period!  I’m glad Kayne West felt sorry, ashamed, and embarrassed -he should have! It was unclassy, child-like behavior that little children are put into corners for.  Thank you Beyonce’ you are a class act in my opinion!  In my eyes there is not one thing you can do wrong, ya know that Jay-Z thing!   OH girl, yes I did!

Just my thoughts, just my opinions, and always in a conversationaltone!

Mary Caliendo

Remembering September 11th!

No matter what you do today, remember 9/11. Why? To keep this date on our minds and in our hearts. We can see a million ceremonies on TV today, but it will not touch you more than your personal family erecting a large American Flag in front of your house, or taking part in a small observance of silence, or perhaps bringing a plate of cookies,cupcakes, or brownies to your local firehouse.

Teaching our next generation about the mindset of hate and changing that. Teaching children that things like this do exist in other nations, but deflecting it and having the children experience honor and respect for others is paramount. And finally let the world know that we care for the next guy, that this country can/and has pulled together as a unit to encourage time for reflection and honor.

So like the old song says “Teach your children well”; show them the importance of remembering and end that cycle of hate and hopefully our vigilance will cause change to happen-even if it has to go far into the mountain caves of Afghanistan or just the streets of hometown USA!

Remembering September 11th! Just my thoughts, just my opinions, and always in a conversationaltone.

Mary Caliendo