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The trouble with Gerry (not his real name) the Petty Tyrant (aka Karma is a bitch!)

No petty tyrants

I am so mad I can’t sleep.

I’m literally writing this post at 2:34 am Thursday morning.

To be honest, I’m probably more disappointed than I am mad.

But I’m mad.

Why? You ask?

Because the world is full of petty tyrants.

And unfortunately, I’ve had a run-in with one that has my stomach in knots.

If you know me, you know that I’m an easy-going person.

I’m pretty unflappable.

I’ve dealt with ’nuff PTs in my day, and come away unscathed.

But this one here…

Indulge me, if you will, and let me spin you a yarn.

I believe in paying it forward, and for the past few years, I’ve been working with several not-for-profits, helping them to build their digital and social media chops.

One not-for-profit (which shall remain unnamed because we still work together in spite of said PT) has been the recipient of a lot of my attention.

The great thing about them is that they serve kids.

Hundreds of thousands of kids.

And like most not-for-profits, they are somewhat behind the times.

A lot of their current programming is steeped in the old school.

So from day one, my objective has been to bring them (kicking and screaming if need be) into the modern age.

At the end of the day, if you’re an organization that serves kids, it behooves you to offer programming that speaks to the increasingly technological world in which these kids live.

To their credit, most of the organization has been willing to change, in order to get with the times.

But not Gerry (not his real name).

Who’s Gerry?

That’s the petty tyrant.

Just so we’re clear, petty tyrant (an expression coined by Carlos Castaneda), refers to individuals who simply live to frustrate, exasperate and annoy others to distraction.

They’re two-faced backbiters and gossips.

Your modern day hater.

Now Gerry (not his real name) is new to the mix at this not-for-profit.

Before dealing with him, we had run several programs with the kids.

Based on feedback we’d received from kids in our previous programs, we put together a new program that the kids (in our initial session) really responded to.

But somehow, between this first session (held last Thursday) and the second (which would have been held today), Gerry (not his real name) put the kibosh on the entire program.

Just like that, a program for which numerous individuals invested countless hours to bring to life, has been deaded.

Over some straight BS.

Mind you, Gerry (not his real name) has been trying to throw salt in the game for a hot minute.

My strategy for Gerry (not his real name) has been pretty consistent.

I deal him with kid gloves.

He has a fiefdom, which he guards jealously.

Any threat to his authority is dealt with by excising it from his fief.

Prior to dealing with Gerry (not his real name) I got the 411.

I was regaled with tales of his treachery.

Apparently there were a host of individuals, no longer working for said unnamed not-for-profit, who owe their untimely departures to Gerry (not his real name).

In fact, Gerry (not his real name) is currently engaged in smear campaign against a new target, another one of his colleagues.

But that’s another story for another time.

Since I don’t work for the not-for-profit, I took the intel about Gerry (not his real name) under advisement.

And since Gerry (not his real name) wasn’t particularly discreet about his scandalous behavior, I figured it wouldn’t be long before he was exposed for the wretched snake he was.

You’re only going to be able to get away with talking shit about folks in your organization before there’s a target on your back.

Karma is a bitch!

Anywho, Gerry (not his real name) has apparently trained his sights on our program.

And now the 13 kids signed up for it are going to be extremely disappointed when they find out that its been scrapped.

That’s really what has me up in the wee hours of the morning venting to y’all.

I could give a fuck about this Gerry (not his real name) fella.

We all have to deal with petty tyrants in life.

It’s the fact that he’s taking away something very valuable from these kids that has me all up (literally) in arms.

Our program teaches real world digital skills, an area in which this not-for-profit is woefully deficient.

Our instructors – Ivy Leaguers, computer geniuses, music and entertainment industry veterans who work (and have worked) with big dawgs: think Kanye West, Cee Lo Green, Jay Z, Beyonce, Mos Def, Common, and the list goes on – were essentially giving their services away, to make this program happen for these kids.

And Gerry (not his real name) is throwing away an opportunity for these kids to work with people and projects of this caliber.

Why?

Why indeed.

To hear Gerry (not his real name) tell it, the logistics behind our running the program were proving too difficult to manage.

Bullshit.

But who knows why petty tyrants act the way they do?

All I know is that I’m going to try to get my program back.

For the kids.

Fuck Gerry (not his real name).

His treachery is (eventually) going to catch up to him.

Like I said, karma is a bitch!

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Trayvon Martin: Justice Deferred, But Not Forgotten

I have been purposefully silent on the issue of Trayvon Martin.

I am upset.

And angry.

And disappointed.

As a parent of four children, two of which are boys, the incident struck home in a way I can’t fully articulate.

But the fact hat there has not yet been an arrest, combined with the attempts to portray the victim as the instigator, and in light of the facts that have since come out about Zimmerman and his actions that fateful evening, have conspired to force me to speak out.

There’s a lot of outrage in the Black community, because the death of this young teen has gone unaddressed.

What I find particularly galling, is that almost two months after his unprovoked killing, there has been no obvious progress in the case.

In fact, today, the Special Prosecutor in the case, decided not to impanel the grand jury in this case.

But what do we know?

We know that Trayvon was a guest in the complex. His father lived there. If Zimmerman was really up on his Neighborhod Watch j-o-b, he would have know this.

We know that Zimmerman first observed Trayvon from the safety of his SUV. Why Trayvon looked suspicious with a hood over his head on a rainy day, remains to be seen. Oh right, Trayvon was Black. We all look suspicious.

We know that Zimmerman followed Trayvon. Rather than follow the cardinal rule of every neighborhood watch, ‘observe and report’, Zimmerman decided that he would observe and follow.

We know that Trayvon was concerned that he was being followed. Trayvon called his girlfriend about the dark colored SUV following him.

We know that Zimmerman was expressly told not to follow Trayvon by the police.

Dispatcher: Are you following him?
Zimmerman: Yeah
Dispatcher: Ok, we don’t need you to do that.
Zimmerman: Ok

We know that Zimmerman left his vehicle. You’re in the safety of your vehicle. Yet, you chose to leave the safety of your vehicle to confront someone who ‘look suspicious’ and could ‘be on drugs’. Oh wait. You’ve got a gun!

We know that Zimmerman was armed with a semi-automatic pistol. Interesting that he never told the dispatcher that before he got out of his vehicle.

We know that Zimmerman lied about being struck in the face and sustaining a busted lip. No blood. No slit lip. No bloody nose. Nothing.

We know that Zimmer lied about having the back of his slammed repeatedly on the pavement by Trayvon. No obvious bruising to his head – despite efforts to enhance the video to demonstrate otherwise. No medical assistance rendered to Zimmerman.

While we don’t know the exact nature of the exchange between Trayvon and Zimmerman, we do know that Trayvon was screaming in fear for his life before he was shot and killed.

We know that Zimmerman shot and killed Trayvon. He admitted killing him.

Unfortunately, as we get further and further away from this incident, memories start to fail.

The outrage we once felt, may eventually be replaced by resignation, and then apathy.

Why should we expect anything different for Trayvon, then we have for our other (recently) slain children?

Who cares?

Well, for one, I do.

And so do a host of others in the public eye.

Including Mos Def, Dead Prez and mikeflo.

Together, these three have been working on a tribute song and video for Trayvon, to keep the memory of his tragic death, alive in our collective consciousness.

If you want to do something to ensure that justice is served in this case, please feel free to donate to Justice For Trayvon Martin, which was established by his family to support awareness of civil rights, social justice and the quality of life for young black men.

But whatever happens, keep up the rallying cry for justice.

Trayvon deserves it.

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