I keeps it real…

Forgive me in advance if this post is sans direction. All week, I’ve been itching to post, only to have what seemed like a cackle of bomb ass thoughts and opinions turn into a bowl of week old “whatchamacallit” that has congealed in the back of your fridge. Ok, I’m prolly exaggerating too much, but you get my point – I hope. I guess the overall connection to my post is the concept of “keepin’ it real,” being a True Fu Schnik and not fakin’ the funk when distance, time, and experience weighs in. Last week, I ran into my “twin” sister from undergrad. I think in my first bout of college, I ran into the fakest people you’d ever wanna meet. From the foolios that only wanted to kick it with you because you aced your Chem 3A quizzes, to the punks that expected you to write their Eng 1B final paper because they heard you tutor at the Student Learning Center (SLC), and they’d be your best friend if you did. Someone actually told me that once. How flattering huh? You can’t knock them for the effort I suppose, but the attempt is as shallow as the actor. But back to my “twin.” She was one of the very few people in undergrad that I kicked it with and ACTUALLY liked. We both were (and still are) academic masochist (hey, I gotta make nerdiness sexay some how, right?), we have a low tolerance for ignorant people, we have the most quirked out sense of humor, and we both keeps it real. She was (and sometimes is) one of the only people that I can speak to in my “native” and “cultivated” tongues, and not worry about her thinking any less of me and treating me with the same respect, and for her I can do the same. The only thing that separates us is our outer shells – her being Taiwanese and me being Black. When I ran into my “twin” in the City, you would swear that the four years since graduation, her dip at Harvard, and our South Bay – East Bay disconnect has had no affect whatsoever on our ESP. In the brief 15 minutes we got to kick it, we reflected on the mofos that gave us shit at the drop-in table in the Chavez Center, the biotches that used (and in some instances continue) to say the most non-PC comments and don’t expect anybody to get offended – I don’t know how some folks function. Thank goodness our bond hasn’t failed completely – that connection helps tremendously – even when times are good, bad, or just down right numb. Anybody have “twin” connections like that?
On a separate issue, my heart goes out to the families of the three children that died tragically in the trunk of an abandoned car in New Jersey. It was such a tragic accident, and I pray that the families have strength during this time.