updated 1:38 PM UTC, Jan 24, 2013
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Disrespecting the Dead!

769391_cemetary_roadI am writing this because yesterday I was on AOL and I read that Dr. Arnold Klein, Michael Jackson’s “friend,” and dermatologist said that Michael had a gay lover.  For many years people all over the world have had things to say about Michael Jackson, so that is nothing new.  What pissed me off is this man, a supposed friend and confidant of Michael Jackson, would put him out on Front Street, when he is not here to defend himself.

I can go online and see dozens of pictures of Dr. Klein and Michael smiling and I can’t help but wonder what horrible things people will say about me after I leave this earth. The man has children, parents, siblings, and friends that love him and are forced to defend him when they should be allowed time to mourn his death. People will say that he was in the public eye and to that I say, “SO WHAT!” Who Michael Jackson had sex with is none of my business. I don’t believe he was gay but even if he was, again, it is not my business.

Afraid of the Truth

02241622I received an email from a friend of mine today.  After reading the note I was very upset because I knew that my friend was very hurt by the turn of events.  You see, Pauline is an author and she was to have a book signing at her church.  The church has about 600 members so she bought 100 copies of her book to sell at the signing.

The pastor had not read her book and he refuses to promote the book in his church due to the married couple having affairs and there being a sex scene in the book. I have the book called, “Winter’s Kisses,” and trust me there is nothing graphic in it at all.

There is no profanity and the book is a story about a married couple that loses their way and through the help of a missionary is able to save their marriage.

DV "Domestic Violence"

MJJ_R.I.P._Im_SO_SADThe other day I walked into a cute little clothing store in my neighborhood.  When I walked inside I was immediately asked by the salesperson to give my opinion about a dress that a customer was trying on.  I told the customer that the dress looked great on her and that I was hating a little bit because she was in such great shape.

The woman looked at herself in the mirror, danced around a bit, and then decided to buy the dress. The salesperson then turned in my direction and asked if there was anything that she could help me with. She was a pretty woman, shorter than me, medium brown complexion, short black hair, and she was a little chubby. After a second, I noticed something very familiar about her. She had a black line under her right eye. I’ve seen that line on my face three times in my life. The salesperson acknowledged my recognition and with words unspoken I told her that I understood and there was no need to be embarrassed. After some small talk and looking around the store, I grabbed a business card, said goodbye, and walked out the door. I looked up to the sky and said a silent prayer for the sister.

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