Black History Month - 20 aut 26

    Is that how we spell aut? No, maybe it is ought. No.

    I am not much of a gun guy; I do not think that I will be one at this stage of my life. Perhaps a series of many disappointments, but not anything remarkable, and nothing too tragic. Yet. Not planning on it.

    Guns affect many folks; some more than others. Our country has its own predilection with weapons and rifles and hand weapons. I did not wish to start on this subject, but here we are. I am here.

    February, and we celebrate Black History, which I and many of us think is a thing. Worth reviewing, percolating, explaining. Recognizing.

    In my old building I had a co-worker that I would share things about Black, this usually, African-American history. There is a lot out there. Things to know and remember, learn and learn. All of its history is the history of all of us.

    I am reading Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison, which I thought that I had read some before... Maybe not. I have issues with it, but I will save the last or later replies for later. Reserve the final judgment, as they say. Opinions and sentiments can change over time.

    There are a lot of African-Americans in the building where I work. Perhaps a disproportionate number compared to the average population, I do not know. I see them, they see me. We say hello, and sometimes we exchange pleasantries. Or longer conversations.

    All of them, mostly, building me or others. Positivity. 

    Black history is happening around us, whether we are aware or conscious or not.

    We are not invisible, as Ralph has implied. We are seen.

    In 2026. 

    Celebrate, my brothers and sisters!

    Add some emotion, some love, some care, some compassion.