Trump Alright Already

Trump Alright Already

My Uncle Brewster used to say it’s alright already. And as I consider the Donald Trump presidency I remember the George W Bush presidency. I remember that he raised more campaign funds in the history of presidential elections in this country than ever before. I remember the hanging chad in Florida and Katherine Harris’s decision to accept the vote. I remember that we survived him, rap master Ronnie Reagan and tricky Dick Nixon and the list goes on. So when I consider uncle Brewster’s phrase it’s all right already I consider it in a different way.

President-elect Trump may well not be alright. And in fact he wears his character defects very proudly. I recognize them because I am struggling with my own character. So it is not unique that any man should have Character defects. Some hide them better than others and others have worked to minimize and even eliminate them from their lives for the most part. Which is of course my own personal aspirations. In any event I’m all ready for what God, faith, kismet and Trump has to serve.

I have a locked and loaded mind, armed with character virtues in both principle and practice that ensures I will never be left alone or wanting. This confidence supported by my AA program family as well as my own personal W.I.L.D. (Wellness In Life Discovery) daily ritual program continues to guide me in my quest to live a life of Justice, Mercy and Love. Yeah as Uncle Brewster would say it’s alright already. And even if Trump isn’t all right I am ever all ready. How about you?

King's Dream Conway's Vision

King’s Dream Conway’s Vision

“I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal." The room was small and dark, the film was being projected onto a small screen. I was seated at a table with a copy of the I Have a Dream speech. Former Army Sergeant now dashiki wearing militant dramatist and Elementary School teacher Evelyn McCullough, Sr.  had selected me to read his speech at Walter Francis White Elementary School's annual black history month program. And had instructed me to study Reverend Dr. King and his delivery of this speech.

I was born on January 17th 1963. Dr. King was born January 15th 1929. We are both Capricorns. I was five years old when Dr. King was assassinated April 4th 1968. There were riots in River Rouge, a small suburb Downriver of Southwest Detroit. A small City then divided by railroad tracks with the African Americans living on the east side and the Anglo Americans living on the west side. With a primarily segregated Elementary School System student body from K through grade 7. Walter White and Northrup schools being the Black schools and Ann Visger and Dunn being the elementary schools on the White side. Even at 9 years old I could relate to the Civil Rights struggle which was very real in my hometown.

My mother of course admired Rev Dr. King and wept angrily before the television set as it blared news Dr. King’s assassination. White citizens were riding through the Black side throwing smoke bombs and Molotov cocktails and the like at us in our homes. Whites dominated and controlled River Rouge not unlike most other cities in America. Every year when Dr. King's  birthday comes around I feel honored to have my own personal recollection of who Dr. King was and what he represented to my mother to my people and to me. Justice in a word. Mercy in a word. And love in a word.

Today I walk out a vision in my business, Recovery Coaching Service of New York, a peer mentoring company, of people not being judged by the color of their skin but the content of their character. And nearly 49 years since Dr. King’s assassination his dream still echoes through the corridors of time in mind ever reminding me to be militant and vigilant in Justice, Mercy and Love, for these are the truest pillars of character I desire to be judged by.