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Chile where is Momma Dee at when you need her??!!

Miss VA aka Veteran Affairs turned a routine checkup into a situation that almost left me looking like a gay pirate. Let’s start at the top. July 12th, 2018 96 degrees, and the quarter tank should’ve let me know that the day was going to be something serious. I’ve been trying to avoid getting care from the VA because I’ve heard so many horror stories but working for yourself comes at a price. I’ve been paying out of pocket for health insurance and it is quite expensive, shout out to capitalism. I injured myself while serving in Iraq back in 2010 which allowed me to get VA services. So after months of debating, I finally made an appointment and had to wait almost 2 months after making the appointment.

That Wednesday started off late because it took me nearly 40 minutes to find parking. I wasn’t aware that this day would tell me a lot about myself besides I should watch what I eat and get more sleep. That day I found out that my smiles are sometimes hiding the depression I’m experiencing and I’m not doing a good job of maintaining it.

Since this was my first time being officially seen they wanted to do blood work. I’ve been curious if I might be diabetic considering it’s in my family. So I headed to the laboratory to get my blood drawn. Now I’m terrified of needles, but I just turned my head and let them go to work. I always prefer a woman because, as proven by my past experiences, men don’t show care. Of course I had a man draw my blood and, of course, he makes jokes about me possibly fainting. Little did he know I would and it would be serious.

I proceeded to tell him that I felt light headed and I was losing feeling in my fingers and he told me to breathe, I did and don’t remember anything else. I woke up with my leg kicking and head laying face first on the floor. The staff rolled me over and started to apply pressure to my head. I was confused and shocked. It took a minute for me to realize that I did in fact blackout. I also didn’t realize that I cut myself pretty bad twice on my face to the point that you could see my nerve.

They rushed me to the emergency room and eventually stitched me up. I lied in the hospital bed wondering how did something like this happen to me? I’ve had blood drawn throughout my military career so why now? Something deep down in me started to say that I haven’t been taking the best of care of myself. Not getting enough sleep, and depressed about situations that I can not control but truly affect me each and every day.

Depression is a bitch and I'm tired of being her bottom. Click To Tweet

I’ve been fooling everyone but my body and she gave out on me and dragged the shit out of me. I am not superhuman. I know some of us to like to think so but we’re not and sometimes it’s important that we let people know we need help. How do you say it though? I debated with myself how to tell the people who enjoy my content and silly Facebooks that I flew too close to the sun. I posted about the accident but the response was limited until I posted a picture of the injury. That’s when everyone was concerned. It seems that most are reactive rather than proactive. I had plenty of support during my time at the hospital. 3 of my friends came and visited and made sure I made it home safe. I, Justin James, wasn’t used to being helped because I’m always the one helping.

Even now I feel bad because I haven’t posted much content other than a couple of live videos here and there. Then the voice in the back of my head, as well as close friends, reminded me that if I don’t take care of myself there won’t be a Justin to post any content.

Over the last 2 weeks, I’ve taken a break from creating content besides For The Culture Podcast. I’m feeling great now, I’ve worked on my diet to include more water intake (especially considering the summer heat) and including more fruits in vegetables in my diet. I’ve also started to make sure I get more than a couple of hours of sleep and I can feel the difference. I’m also making sure my friends know what I am feeling. Sometimes it is difficult to be serious when you’re the one who is telling jokes. I sometimes feel trapped in something I created. It makes me think about Robin Williams and how he felt before he was a victim of suicide.

I’m not sure where I would be without my family, friends, and supporters. This is why I feel it’s important that we check up on the people around us. I can’t imagine where I would be without my support system.

Thanks to you for taking the time to read this and to those who reached out. I truly appreciate it.

 

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LeBron James Opened an $8 Million School?!

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LeBron James just opened an $8 million public school called I Promise, where kids will have access to free bikes, free meals, free uniforms, free transportation within 2 miles, and much more! The school is for at-risk students in Akron, Ohio who are usually overlooked.

Twitter loved this news. A few even called for LeBron to replace Betsy Devos, the current Secretary of Education.

While many celebrated the opening of this school, many also rightfully noted that no one person should have access to that much money or be in control of the lives of that many students. This led to many discussing socialism and what this type of school could look like if not funded by a private citizen.

 

What are your thoughts on the school? This is overall a great thing, but do you think celebrities, or any rich person, should be able to hoard enough money to do this on their own?

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Huffington Post’s ‘Black Voices’ Gets Called Out For Having White Writers

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Lara Witt—editor of the feminist publication, Wear Your Voice Magazine—pointed out on Twitter that majority of the writers for the Huffington Post’s Black Voices editorial are…white.

The editor for Black Voices, Taryn Finley, is a Black woman, a Delta, and a Howard University graduate. How is it that the company felt comfortable enough hiring what seems like a token Black person to run the site, but did not feel the need to pay other Black writers to be a contributor? Black Voices claims to be sharing “our news” and “our voices,” but this cannot be true when it is non-Black people who are writing the stories. No matter how much Taryn edits for them, the stories are still not ours.

We have seen time and time again how white people will slap the word “Black” on a source of entertainment and feel justified in keeping their voices centered in that space. We’ve seen it with Viacom through BET and now we see it through Black Voices, which is owned and, apparently, operated by white people. If Huffington Post wants to fix this, they need to hire Black writers. There is nothing else to it.

 

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A Black President Before A Black Photographer: Vogue, This Ain’t It

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126 years and Vogue has never had a black cover photographer… The United States of America and all of its racism elected a Black president before Vogue allowed a Black photographer to shoot for their cover.

I’m not sure if this is even something we should celebrate. Congratulations to Beyoncé for getting on the cover of the September issue of US Vogue and reportedly having “unprecedented access” to create whatever she wants apparently. But had it not been for this, when would Vogue have decided it was time for a Black photographer?

The United States of America and all of its racism elected a black president before Vogue allowed a black photographer for their cover. Click To Tweet

Come to find out this may be Anna Wintour’s last cover as CEO, according to Huffington Post. Beyoncé has hired Tyler Mitchell, a 23-year-old from Atlanta, GA. He will be the first Black photographer to shoot a cover in Vogue’s 126-year history. The photographer and filmmaker has worked with several known brands from Mercedes Benz to Marc Jacobs and Givenchy. This is an amazing opportunity for Mitchell and I’m confident that he will shake the f*ck out of the table in September.

To learn that he will be the first is a proud and sad moment for me. When first hearing the news and the details, I was ecstatic and wanted to know what Bey would be cooking up for the girls this fall, but then I sat in my bed and read some of the titles again and “first Black” and “126 years” kept coming up. I sent a quick text to Taryn Myers—an editor and writer for KingofReads.com—and told her how I felt. It didn’t come to her at first, but the wheels started to turn and she shared something important: “Vogue has been one of the primary messengers about what beauty, wealth, fashion and culture is right?” So to know that they’ve been pushing what is beauty for many years, even in this supposedly “progressive” state we’re in now, and we’re just now getting a Black photographer cover in 2018 speaks volumes.

“The First Black” I expect when we’re talking about government, since America has been ran and founded by white men. I shouldn’t be surprised since most of the publications are ran by those who are for Black and Brown people when capitalism calls them to it. These companies don’t truly care about us because and I don’t think they all of the sudden got it or it hit them. The beautiful Beverly Ann Johnson was the first Black woman to appear on the cover of Vogue in 1974 and even she probably wasn’t allowed to hire a Black photographer.

Nonetheless, Beyoncé and Tyler will create some Black magic for the September cover and Vogue will think that they have done something “progressive” to help them sleep in their white sheets at night not realizing that given tardiness is about as damaging as white sheets with two holes in it.

 

 

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