The other night as I made my way to one of my favorite soul food restaurant for dinner (this sista doesn’t cook), I had the chance to make small talk with another patron as we waited for our to go orders. Let me start off by saying I hate small talk and I hate politics. I’d rather say a few words that mean something than to fill up silence with an onslaught of nonsense, but that’s a blog for another time. As we waited for our food, the television was set to an all news network where they flashed images from the
At this point, in the year 2008, I’m going to go out on a limb to say the following. We cant save everyone, if your black ass hasn’t gotten your voting ticket by now, and you are able to vote (all felons are excused, we know how sticky the laws are concerning your rights to vote), then you have spoke louder than any of us ever could by saying you wish to remain silent and have your decisions be made for you. And its funny because the most ignant folks, will be the loudest folks in the crowd, but will be the first folks to do absolutely NOTHING when it really counts. But what does this have to do with small talk and politics? Nothing. Let me get back on track.
So this occurrence of small talk about politics happens all the time, and I’m sure it’ll happen more the closer we get to the election, but I don’t have to like it.
PSA from Naturally Alise: Politics in the cube is not hot on the boulevard either. Thanks for your support.