I watched with pride has millions of African-Americans exercised their right to vote across the U.S. Some bringing lawn chairs and bag lunches for the long wait. So much for stereotypes about black folks won’t wait, can’t wait don’t stick together. Tuesday night we helped elect re-elect the nation’s first African-American president.
But I digress, the real purpose for this blog is to explore why African-American women are so angry. Anger is a disease. We are so filled with rage and suspicion it is crippling our lives and our families – our men. We must find positive channels to rid ourselves of this disease. I know because I have been one of those women for so long, but I am mounting through this blog a campaign for change. I know there are books that supposedly support the plight of of black women. I met the author of one such book and she is a VERY angry black woman. Luckily, I have the pleasure of having to have been raised by a woman who is free of this disease and I plan to take her lead.