Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

Ok, I have done some cursory reading about the US Senate race in Mississippi. We have a 6 term Senator, Thad Cochran vs. the Tea Party youngster Chris McDaniel. Tuesday’s runoff election was to settle who will run for the job in November. The old man was written off as a loser because he actually came in SECOND in the initial primary. The youngster was slated to finish the old timer off in the runoff. But Cochran still had some left in the tank. He took advantage of MS open primary laws and began to court the African-American vote. MS has a large population of black folk and the majority votes Democratic. In the famous, “Who would you rather have, devil you know or the devil you don’t?” move, Cochran was able to increase turn out in the runoff and pull off a huge win. The youngster didn’t concede, he cried foul. “Something is fishy with all of these liberals voting in a Republican primary.” Hmmm, interesting observation…Time to preach on this.

Mr. McDaniel this is for you. Listen good. You got beat by a lifetime politician plain and simple. You got beat by a man who knows more about the game than you ever lived. Just because you are a talk radio hack doesn’t mean you can cut it on the big stage. Plus chances are, if you would have one the primary, you would have lost in November. Nonetheless, Cochran schooled you on the rules. Fine. But your comments and actions didn’t help you. Basically Cochran invited people he knew that disliked you for general purposes, by your racially foolish rhetoric for example. You did yourself in with years of this mess and the GENERAL electorate made you pay for it earlier.

Another point, YOU COULD HAVE DONE THE SAME THING!!!! I guess you don’t know history very well. Hmmm, let me inform you. This has been a common practice for years, politicians hit up the black church and black church leaders for votes, especially if the vote is tight or if a controversial piece of legislation is involved. Personally the practice is sickening to me because you should WANT my vote all of the time, not just because you need it to survive. (Yes, what Cochran did makes lunch back up in my trachea…) But you could have done it too. What this situation and your post elections comments make you either 1) not smart, 2) not observant 3) scared or unwilling to tap in a population that in the ballot box, could have provided you the numbers that you needed to win. Isn’t winning the goal???

This brings me to my final point. Lets stay with isn’t the goal winning the election? This MS electoral race has shined a very obvious point. My white republican brothers and sisters especially those you are running for office, listen. No matter how you gerrymander districts, rig rules, play games, the goal is having more votes than the other guy. As you are spewing that rhetoric that stirs up the base, you need to be careful what you say. Because you may just alienate the people you need most. The days of discounting a person for the color of their skin, their gender, their nationality or their sexuality are over. Because payback comes in many different forms, politically, financially and legally. So instead of talking from the side of your neck to gin up a base that can’t get you a win, how about debating ideas? Instead of speaking in bumper sticker speak, how about presenting coherent thoughts? Do you have any policy proposals that can benefit everyone? What problems can you solve? Keep your conservative credential spiel to yourself? I don’t care nor do I know what a conservative truly is. Bring some ideas and lets talk. Otherwise, prepare for your party in becoming that crazy uncle that the family keeps in the back room away from the kids. Just my .02 cents….

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

“I Want My Country Back….” This is probably the most loaded, possibly offensive, possibly intellectually silly comments ever uttered. Why do I say this? As I heard someone say this, I caught them off guard by asking the question, “You want your country back from what?” The silence was equally as stunning because they acted like they couldn’t (or wouldn’t) respond. This is where parroting political talking points can lead you down a road of not only embarrassment but possibly unwanted self exposure. You want the country that allowed slavery to be legal, that legal thought that recognizing 2/3rd of a man was a great idea, legally allowed segregation in all forms of life, thought forcefully moving Native Americans off their land was a grand idea, lets throw in containment camps for Asian Americans and women not being allowed to vote to boot on the good idea list. Yet this country would accept the services of these said people to fight and die for the same country who thought that they wasn’t worthy of getting equal treatment under the light of the Constitution? Is this what we are talking about?

I could get real caddy here and go all Professor Griff but what is the point. So I will take the logical road instead. (I guess I am getting soft in my old age.) Point 1: Yup, Americans have the right to free speech. No doubt there. This right is as huge as God’s Gift of Free Will. Both allows us to be left to our own devices. So the right to free speech allows us to be subjected to some of the dumbest and offensive ideas in history. What I have come to learn in my 41 years that when people parrot ideas or political talking points, most of the time they have’t taken the time to intellectually consider what they are saying. Our spiritual lives are the same way, do we really understand what we are saying when profess to being Christian, Muslim, Jewish, atheist, etc? Point 2: I guess having respect and taste are an option nowadays. Saying the first thing of the top of your head can be as bad has blowing your nose at the dinner table after you just ate. You are thinking that your comments make perfect sense, but you have nauseated everyone around you. Point 3: And if you truly stand by the craziness that you allowed to drip from your lips, I would like also thank you. Thank you for exposing yourself. I love you in the eyes of God, but I will be keeping a close eye on you….Just my .02 cents worth.

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Love you Shuggy!!! Now on with it!!!!

I am going to deal with 2 subjects today. First, my quick take on Donald Sterling. This was a long time coming. The racist comments, the slumlord real estate deals, the criminal negligence of his stewardship of the LA Clippers, we can keep naming them. He had no business being a pro sports team owner. The league got it right today. Beyond all of the commentary, I put blame on the former commissioner David Stern. He was a staunch advocate of protecting the brand of the NBA. But he knew who Donald Sterling was and never pressed to getting that dealt with. Maybe the Clippers players can now play in peace. That is enough on that. SMH!!!!

My second subject is something that my pastor posted on Facebook. It is as follows: “Church planters: when you look at ministry and think it’s all about having a cool church with a rocking worship team please realize that there are LOTS of hurting & broken people out there that need you beyond Sunday morning and most of what you do no one will ever see. There are things you cannot delegate. You will have to get your hands dirty, there’s no way around it. #realtalk” When I read this I jumped up and shouted “AMEN!” So let me put my spin on this. (This is tough sledding but still…) In my experience, I stress my experience, it is not often when the pastor goes out and gets his or hers hands dirty. In my experience, it has been often the stance of the church to keep the pastor away from these activities and place them in status of neighborhood celebrity. Everything is plush, the church is constantly rolling out the red carpet every Sunday for the pastor and yet the neighborhood that the church is in is struggling. We seems to buy into the production of it all. The bigger the stage the better we think things are. Yet people are starving, homeless, cast out on the margins three doors down from the church. Power is not coming from the Word, praise and worship but from the cleverness of a “charismatic” preacher. Where and when did we become so Hollywood???

Instead of suits and robes, maybe we need to be in work clothes. Instead of all of the internal entertainment, maybe we fight the good fight out in these streets. Maybe instead of so much patting and swaying, maybe we tell someone on how Christ saved us. In my clergy/ministerial experience, I never wanted nor desired the “celebrity status”. I am a regular guy, with God-given quirky skill set and a testimony to tell. That is just my .02 cents worth…Let me know what you think….

Brotherly Love

Posted: April 20, 2014 in Uncategorized

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

Easter 2014 and my Facebook posting says it best: “The pause button was pressed on my day today at 10:36 AM CDT when I received the news that Kelvin Douglas Ferguson went home to glory. He was a brother and family. I am still wrapping my heart and head around all of this….More thoughts later.” I will try to unpack some of my thoughts here. Big Kev’s passing has hit me the same way that my brother Shawn King’s passing of 3 years ago. In the Charles and Odessa Coulter Sr household, I am the youngest of 3. I have 2 older sisters. Yet, I considered Big Kev and Shawn my brothers. Kelvin and I grew up in school together, played football together and against each other at rival high schools. We always stayed tight even when I went off to college and moved to Dallas. Shawn and I grew up at NC State, went to class together, played basketball, hung out, traveled, worked and laughed together. We were still tight even as we got married, moved away and went onto our next phase of life. Yet my brothers are gone.

I can’t imagine the emptiness that Kacey (Kelvin’s wife) or Tiffany (Shawn’s wife) feel. I can’t imagine the pain that Kev’s and Shawn’s mothers feel. I can’t imagine how Kev’s sisters and Shawn’s brothers feel. I would never try to compare my sadness to theirs. I do know this, Big Kev and Shawn are my brothers and I love them.

When I talked to Kelvin a couple of weeks ago, I told him this. I thank God for that. Kev was a good man, loved his wife, loved his kids and loved his family. This brother worked hard and he gave just like others before him gave to him. He loved “The Fellas” and it always felt right when all of the stars would align and we could get together. Going home will really be different now. Nevertheless, Kelvin Ferguson, you are my brother and I love you. Just my .02 cents….

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

Happy New Year’s Everyone!!!! It has been a long minute since I have flowed here in the blog medium and I apologize for the long delay. Sometimes it is best to keep your mouth shut if you don’t have much to say. Nevertheless, I am here and writing. I will try to keep the standard New Years fare to a minimum.

I will admit, 2013 was a rough year for me personally. I will spare the gore of it, but I just thank God that I made it through. I have learned a lot, and I see where I have neglected myself. This truly has to stop. That point was driven home on 18 December 2013 when I had surgery on my left knee. The hunger to be better than what I have become is truly there again. No resolution here but I have to change how I operate from now on. My approach and method has to be different. My focus has to be different. I have become pretty bored and disillusioned. I have to accept the fact that there are some things that will not change into what I want it to be. So, I have to put my head down and concentrate on me….This adjustment will be what the doctor has ordered. Anyway, thanks 2013…It was surely a learning moment. Just my .02 cents worth….

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

Once again, I am back home in NC but this trip is way different. Instead of hanging at home with my parents, laughing and catching up with my folks in the den of the house, I am in a hotel room. As many of you know, my home, my parents’ home was flooded a couple of weeks ago. My folks lost everything in the downstairs of the house, but upstairs was untouched. So they are living upstairs in the house. Mind you there is still no A/C and no hot water in the house. Plus they have to boil the well water for drinking. Thus it leaves me to my accommodations for this trip. Trust me when I say, this will not become a habit. I digress…

I have been in TX full time since 2001, and I know that every time I come home I feel more and more like a tourist. But I am still an NC kid. My love for this state runs deep, and I try to keep up with things as best as I can. The direction that the leaders of my home state is trying to take in the state is disturbing at best. I will concentrate on one aspect of these massive changes, and that is the voter ID law. Yes, I have some issues with the ID part of it, especially the idea that the student ID that was issued at one of the 16 state supported schools doesn’t qualify. That some of the board of elections officials in counties that are heavily populated by college students is trying to suppress the college vote. Even when that US Supreme Court took a stand on that in 1979. I know I am just scratching the surface of this law and of the ramifications to it. But this effects all college students in the state of NC. 16 state supported schools, which include 4 or 5 HBCUs that are state supported. Then numerous private colleges and universities. With what I am reading with this suppression of the college vote, it reminds me of 1992 at NC State.

In 1992, I was a sophomore at NC State. In those days, NC State could have been classified as the largest HBCU in NC. We had more African-American students than any of the HBCUs in the state. Anyway, 1992 was important because the African-American students on campus saw issues and wanted them addressed. Issues such as NC State Public Safety officers putting up “WANTED” posters of African-American males on campus to help fight crime, the low number of African-American tenured faculty, the racist reporting of Technician (NC State student newspaper), the lack of representation at the college radio station, funding cuts at the African American Cultural Center. The list was very long. We wanted answers. Also at that time, football players at UNC started a movement to address issues with the African-American Cultural Center that was being built at UNC. The movement at UNC grew to also address other racially tinged issues on campus. NC State’s National Pan-Hellenic Council held a town hall meeting with all students of color and invited the folk from UNC to the meeting. Now black students at both schools were united to get the many issues addressed at both schools. The power of united activism. All of this happened at a time where the students and the Hip Hop Nation truly exercised its voice.

With 3 paragraphs written, this brings me to the concentration of my feelings on all of this.  With everything that is going on in our community, there is a couple of voices that are notably absent. First I want to address the voice of the Black Church. I would like to thank those clergy who have been instrumental in the fight during the Moral Monday protests in NC. These brothers and sisters of all ethnicities are standing for the rights of those who are the least of these. But where is the rest of us? With the history of social justice that the Black Church has stood for, where is the rest of us? Back at our churches, patting and swaying? Back out our churches entertaining ourselves? Back at our churches celebrating another year of having our “ghetto superstar” as our pastor? It is ridiculous to see our kids fighting for their basic right to vote and we sit by. It is amazing that we aren’t pushing for an ecuemenical attack of this foolishness from the brothers and sisters of the faith. The time where we ned to be in the forefront, we cower down and hide. Bottom line is this. Church as usual WILL NOT CUT IT. The church has to become a church of action, not a church of silly “programs”, silly services and silly dialogue. We have to be at the center of the fight and at the table for the battle of our rights. More on this in a later blog.

The second voice that is missing is that of the Hip Hop Nation. Back in 1992, this was the heyday of Hip Hop’s embrace of its blackness. The message of not only who we are as a people, who we need to be and the true love of ourselves helped propel a movement of change on campuses all over the country. Now, that energy is not there from the Hip Hop Nation. The elder voices have been muted in place of some of the most ignorant music in a generation. Mainstream Hip Hop has become loaded with industry minstrals who are hoping to cash in. How could you figure a Lil Wayne, Kanye West, 2 Chainz, Gucci Mane or anyone of these jabroins to speak on the fight of keeping the right to vote  when they can barely provide an intellectual thought in their music or they are an attention diva? These current stable of clowns have the power of the mic but they ain’t saying nothing. Their music doesn’t move the crowd, doesn’t move the club, and certainly doesn’t move a generation. All it does move is people to think how they look and how they speak is the in thing to do. All the while, basic rights are being taken away without a fight.

I truly believe that this current generation of kids would be on the front lines in this fight if they truly understood what was at stake and understand what investment they have in the game. They have only us from Gen X and older to provide the info. Yet the tools that many of us mid 30′s-early 40′s folk had, is not available to our current warriors. It is way past time to educate and get our kids up to speed. Everyone has skin in this game….It is high time that we act like it and be about our business. 50 years since MLK spoke about having a dream…It is still a dream and the fight continues. Just my .02 cents worth…..

Special Comment-The Verdict

Posted: July 14, 2013 in Uncategorized

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to my special comment.

Well the verdict is in and even as disappointed and angry as I am, I am not surprised. This is par for the course. We talk about justice but I am here to ask, where is the justice for a man of color in this country? Where was the justice for all of the brothers who were lynched, where was the justice for Emmitt Till, where was the justice for all of the brothers killed by the police? Where was the justice for those brothers killed by the hand of another man of color? We found Bin Laden but we can’t find the killers of Tupac and Biggie? Now, where is the justice for Trayvon? Look at the math, we know who killed him, we have the murder weapon, we have testimony (much of it confusing mind you) and yet the man who killed him can go home. Yet the fact remains, Trayvon was killed by a man who he had NEVER met. He was killed walking back to his Dad’s house from the store. I just think how many times I went to the store as a teenager. That could have been me.

Trayvon’s Dad was living in a very nice part of town, going after his piece of the American dream and what did it get him. His son dead. What do we have to do as Black men to be worth more than the $2.75 of skin, blood, muscle and bones that we were created with? I mean my God, even President Obama can’t even get any respect of being Commander in Chief. Yes he was Trayvon, he is Trayvon by the way.

On the real, there are many brothers who are doing it right, providing for their families, improving themselves and teaching their kids how to be strong upstanding people. My grandson, Lord’s willing, will be here in November and I will be teaching him these same things. How to operate as a man of color in this world. My Dad and Grandfather taught me these things and I was taught from a different even more dangerous era. My grandson will know the history and will get the truth. He needs to know, for his survival.

This is what it is about. Survival. Survival in a society at best we are tolerated, at worse feared and hated. How do we effectively teach our kids when our own society doesn’t respect us beyond being someone’s entertainment. We are supposed to be a Christian nation, yet we deem it acceptable to marginalize and discount people outside of the so called mainstream. Christian puhleaze…..God forbid the story line of being a beacon of freedom. Trayvon was exercising his freedom to walk home from the store and got killed doing it.

Am I cynical about all this, you betcha. Because I have sorely been reminded of what I am worth to a society and a country that I would give my life for. I will probably be more coherent after I get my emotions out of my system so there will be more to this. I was Trayvon, I am Trayvon. Just my .02 cents.

4th of July Thoughts

Posted: July 4, 2013 in Uncategorized

Y’all know I can get started without giving my lil girl a plug. Please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Great inspirational reading from a young lady who brings it everyday. Now on to the reading.

Well folks, it looks like another country decided to take the 4th of July as an act of independence. Egypt, the largest country in the Middle East, for the most part has had enough of the leaders the were democratically elected almost a year ago during the Arab Spring. The gentleman who was elected advertised that he was going to be a leader of the people and that everyone would be welcome and represented at the table. Hmmm, it looks like what was advertised and what happened were two different things. In his actions to make sure his causes and his people were taken care of, he lost the trust of the people on the streets. It got so bad that the military stepped in. The military leadership felt that the will of the people was not being addressed, forewarned the President of such, President blew them off, no President is no longer President. All by way of the military involvement. Lets say things are real in Egypt.

Without going into the nuts and bolts on how no bueno it is for the military to be the “people’s eraser” after a bad vote, I want to highlight a couple of things. When we as people living in a democratic republic, it is important that you treat the voting process as a very solemn and serious event. This age that we are in of treating politicians like rock stars or cheering for these jabronis like our favorite football team puts our country at grave risk. Why? Because we end up electing people who have no business in leadership. Look at our current situation know. Where is the will of the people being addressed? Folk want secure jobs, money in their pocket, good affordable health care, opportunity to make a better life for their families and themselves. Yet our leaders are so sidetracked in making political points and keeping themselves elected. What is the difference on what the former leadership of Egypt did and what is going on in our federal, state and local governments?

I say all that to say this. I am tired of the political process in its current form. Especially after the SCOTUS decided to water down the Voting Rights Act. Here comes the Voter ID laws, I guess will have to eventually pay a poll tax and pass a test for voting qualifications. Maybe I will need to own a bit of land to make sure I can vote. Some will argue that is necessary to protect the sanctity of the vote. On the surface, it looks like making sure that there is only a certain subset of people that can vote. On the surface, it looks like making sure another person of color will never be in leadership again. On the surface, it looks like an attempt to keep the same type of people in leadership. On the surface, it looks like a power grab from the Mubarak and Morsi administrations in Egypt. Funny thing, those boys got put out and jailed. They didn’t have the luxury of being voted out. I truly believe that our country is watching in Egypt were we could be. Our country is changing demographically and philosophically. We are granted the freedom for this. Supposedly. Just my .02 cents worth.

Pre-Flight Thoughts

Posted: June 19, 2013 in Uncategorized

In customary and proper tone, please take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Much love to my and birthday wishes to my Shuggy!!!!!

I will admit that I am not a “woe is me” type of guy and I will try to avoid that as much as possible. This particular rant is a snapshot of my thoughts and feelings as of 19:59 CDT on 19 June 2013. There has been a comment that my lead pastor at Courageous Church DFW, Bobby Minor, has hammered to me in our conversations. He states that we have to be genuine in our life walk so that we are genuine and real when we are with people. Genuineness. Keeping it real. Authentic. Certified. What ever you want to call the concept it all falls to being the same thing; being true to what and how God has wired you. It is amazing how we confirm ourselves into a pretzel in the attempt on making the proper appearance in front of people. Think of how many times you had to do “extra cleaning” when the big whigs from the corporate office showed up. Think of how different your spouse is now from when you went on your first date. Think about how many people have gotten divorced, fired, let go and dismissed because they were not who we thought they were. Realness.

Don’t get it twisted, I have may own set of issues, but I am too old to try to change my DNA to something different because it is what I think others would want to see. God has wired my high yella hind parts to be what and who I am. Which goes on to this point…

I never have claimed to be perfect or even extremely good. I have many flaws and weaknesses. But all I can offer, all I can do it to go at one speed, and that is full speed. I give my all to God, my family, work and church. I have worked hard to give the best to my wife and my kids. I put all of me out there in ministerial work. As often as I feel that I am pulled in several different directions, I bring it. That is all I can do in spite of my many shortcomings. I don’t look for accolades or pats on the back because my job is a thankless one. Bishop Lawson, Bishop Emeritus at Perkins School of Theology, gave us a fire hydrant pin at the beginning of the semester of UMC polity. He said that fire hydrant symbolizes us. We have to be out in the hot, the cold. The wet and the dry. They windy and the stifling. Hail and thunder. We have to get the grass cut around us and deal with dogs using us as rest rooms.But when that time comes God forbid of an fire, we have to be ready to spread the Living Water. A fire hydrant is a thankless job. I am a simple fire hydrant. It is my job to be there in mind, body, spirit and soul especially when those fires arise. Just my .02 cents worth.

It has been awhile since I have posted here and I am glad to be back. I lot has gone on but God is still good. Before I get started, take a read of my oldest’s blog at http://maige23.wordpress.com/. Much love to my Shuggy!!!!! On to the show…

I will forewarn you now that this blog is going to be a gaggle of my thoughts. Or it may not, I am letting my fingers run with me on the keyboard. If I sound incoherent, lost or wandering all over the place, I ask for forgiveness now. I will say that one of the things that have been blowing my mind, especially in a political discourse arena, is how simpleton the discussion has become. This observation is for both political parties. Lets look at this for a second. Please tell me what piece of good policy has come out of Washington in the past 6 months? Hmmm??? Before anyone goes into the President Obama bashing, please stop and think a moment. With the amount of issues that are occurring at once, major disasters in OK and TX, stale job market, high prices on everything, bridges collapsing, schools failing and people hungry, you would think our leaders would find a way to at least address some issues. But no…we are people whining about the President not saluting coming off Marine 1 (yes, he is the Commander in Chief), IRS scandals that really don’t effect most common people, scandal that emails were captured from the press and what ever else. All this stuff against a man who will never run for public office again. Where is the logic in this?

Trying to place me with a political label is futile. But let me help you. My born on label is Charles Arthur Coulter Jr. My ethnic label is African-American. My belief label is that I am a Christian. I have earned the label of Dad, Master of Divinity graduate, Pastor and Chuck. With all of that said, my political leanings go with folk who have good, solid, innovative ideas to solve problems. I refuse to listen and participate with people with their proverbial thumbs in their rump whining and complaining about nonsense. I will not treat my political rights in the same vane as my NFL or college football. I am not a cheerleader or fan. I am a participant. I have skin in the game. Screw the bumper stickers, having some jabronis name on my car or some snarky comment. My forefathers and mothers spilled blood just to get the RIGHT to vote. I want to be a part of the solution. I want people to debate and discuss ideas. Our country is fertile ground for ideas and innovative thought, development and execution. But we as people have become lazy which in turn we have elected lazy, unintelligent scrubs to office.

As I remember the brothers and sisters who have given their lives both living and passed on to our nations service, it will do them a disservice to continue in our present course. Our country deserves so much better that what we are giving it. When you go into the voting both, instead of voting straight ticket, how about you do some research on who is running for office. If you can spend the time searching on Yelp and Urbansppon to find the best Chinese restaurant in the area, you can google a few names. God forbid our country needs it.

On a lighter note, who said it was acceptable for a man to wear skinny jeans? How about ones that sag? When will hip hop become hip hop again? Why do we care about Kanye/Kim K, Jay-Z/Beyonce, Chris Brown/Rhianna? Doesn’t Coach K look like the Count from Sesame Street? Just my .02 cents worth….Let me know what you think.