Excuse My Adlib Radio

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U. N. I. T. Y.

For years people have asked Jack, the CEO of twitter for an edit button, but i think after January 5, 2016 many would argue against an edit button. That is because Yahoo Finance delivered a gift in the form of a mistype. This led to a hashtag that ran timelines for and produced full belly laughs. God bless black people. We are so funny. The simplest of things a mistype can bring so much joy and laughter to so many people’s day. i know it did mine. I cannot lie i do enjoy when twitter gets together and brings on the laughs. It warm. Its family time.

When these familial times happen online it reminds me of the day after Martin came on. We would rush to school to essentially reenact all out favorite parts. We would laugh and marvel at how funny Martin was. RIP Tommy. Now those scenarios happen online during awards shows or at the expense of a businesses bad social media management. But the thread is that We, Us, black folks. We always make room for one another. There’s a familiarity with us most of the time that our blackness allows and many times we express that via laughter.

Sunday, Donald Glover wins a Golden Globe for Best Television Series, Comedy or Musical, and thanks Migos for making Bad and Boujee giving them their first number one song. Which I was surprised by because I felt like I yelled “A Professor!” enough times that this shouldn’t be their first time at #1. While their ascent to number one is probably from all the people who weren’t familiar with the Migos, Bad and Boujee was on the lexicon enough for Wendy’s social media person to know the proper response to “Raindrop…” Point being we are all in the same gang. Ultimately we mostly love each other and when we form like Voltron….I need to think of a more timely reference. We are unstoppable.

Can you imagine not being black and having to watch all of this? I imagine it must be like that one kid that used to watch from the door because they weren’t allowed out for whatever reason while everyone else was outside. How sad. We are so blessed. For every heartache that is dealt to us as a people we continue to hold the line. We may not treat each other the best all the time but we still manage to have love for one another. Most of the time.

I’ve been feeling so warm around being black lately. I mean i have always felt comfortable in my blackness. Lately though, i feel like we have grown a little closer. All of us, everywhere. Yes, there are improvements to be made but we have improved. All the things people say “if we would just” about we are doing those things. Those things are happening. We are getting back our Black Wall Streets. We gone make it. We gone make it. We gone make it.