Who would have imagined a tradition practiced for centuries would ignite a catastrophic event known as the Spill Over, fortuitously originating from an infinitesimal mishap, occurring over a century ago?

The story begins with an African man ripping open the chest cavity of a slaughtered chimpanzee and accidentally cutting his finger in the process.

Several lifetimes would then come to pass when an American man, scarred by past tragedies, is offered a financial opportunity to venture to Uganda for volunteer work and to reconcile with his own loss.

However, it is in Uganda that we reconnect with the mishap and learn about a moment with immeasurable ramifications that reverberated throughout Uganda, and propelled a family into a bitter fight to overcome a depraved curse or precursor to HIV/AIDS.


I Sigh As There Are No More Pages Left To Read

I have said it before, but I’ll say it again. There is a subtle, brief period of sorrow after fully completing a book. In my opinion, reading a book takes a level of commitment to the material within. Just like men and woman risks their hearts in new relationship endeavors, you risk your time and emotions in chancing a new book. The odds of finding a good ‘read’ or ‘partner’ aren’t always in our favor.



Gang Leader For A Day

by Sudhir Venkatesh

A risk well taken. Great read.



Box office hits.

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If ‘entanglement, incomprehensiveness, tragedy and misfortune ’ were all movies, then the theaters would be filled with box office hits.

So let’s begin with the February 8th movie, called The Crimean Crisis, which looked poised to continue it’s reign as the number one most talked about dilemma, until the Mysterious Disappearance hit theaters on March 8th. A movie about the bewildering plight of a Malaysian airliner which vanished off of the radar somewhere between the Gulf of Thailand and the South China Sea. For approximately five weeks tickets were sold out, as the film highlighted laborious searches at sea, taking place both day and night. The film did a marvelous job of capturing the emotions back on land, where family members cried out and pleaded for explanations.

Soon after, Sewol, a film about the unclear sinking of a South Korean ferry with hundreds of students stuck inside was released. Whenever innocent children are involved, emotions become an easy target, as was with the film, which captured audiences all around the world. Strangely, a Nigerian film, also involving children was released only a day after Sewol, called Bring Back Our Girls, however, this film received only a smattering of attention compared to Sewol.

It doesn’t take a monocle for us to see that current conditions in most parts of the world are tumultuous, which is why I love this Chinese Proverb title; Maybe So, Maybe Not. We’ll see.

 A farmer and his son had a beloved stallion who helped the family earn a living. One day, the horse ran away and their neighbors exclaimed, “Your horse ran away, what terrible luck!” The farmer replied, “Maybe so, maybe not. We’ll see.”

A few days later, the horse returned home, leading a few wild mares back to the farm as well. The neighbors shouted out, “Your horse has returned, and brought several horses home with him. What great luck!” The farmer replied, “Maybe so, maybe not. We’ll see.”

Later that week, the farmer’s son was trying to break one of the mares and she threw him to the ground, breaking his leg. The villagers cried, “Your son broke his leg, what terrible luck!” The farmer replied, “Maybe so, maybe not. We’ll see.”

A few weeks later, soldiers from the national army marched through town, recruiting all the able-bodied boys for the army. They did not take the farmer’s son, still recovering from his injury. Friends shouted, “Your boy is spared, what tremendous luck!” To which the farmer replied, “Maybe so, maybe not. We’ll see.”

 The moral of this story, is, of course, that no event, in and of itself, can truly be judged as good or bad, lucky or unlucky, fortunate or unfortunate, but that only time will tell the whole story.



HATE THE SIN, LOVE THE SINNER: The Depravity of Individuals in Leadership Roles.

A premonition of a diminutive man, purposefully marching into our store, then beeline-ing it to the back where furniture is displayed, only moments later having the audacity to approach me with smiles and paronomasia, then shake the hand of a man whose job he planned on eradicating – is what I felt before coming to work this morning. And that is exactly what happened.

Okay, that was a freakin long sentence. I apologize, but today was a beast of a day. I mean why GM’s, CEO’s, VP’s or whomever wields power, have yet to figured out that the more deference they show to their so-called respected employees, who coincidentally satisfy the imperative customer, in turn equals a whole latta mulla in their bankkula. (made up words:)

As degrading as it sounds, staff will work like modern slaves for a boss who shows appreciation. Which is why I feel a real leader, hates the sin, but loves the sinner.

For all intents and purposes, we’ll call him T. T was a good friend of mine. Still is. Never a confidant, but nevertheless, a man I came to like and appreciate. To make a long story short, T, gave me a job when countless individuals and institutions passed one me. Am I ridiculously qualified? Probably not, but T didn’t care. He knew my personality and recognized my tone of voice, which contained a moderate amount of desperation.

Today, the aforementioned diminutive man fired T. T didn’t believe me when I told him that I felt the diminutive skunk was going to make a surprise visit today. And quite frankly, I myself didn’t know where I got the notion.

Ironically, before this all transpired, T and I were having a conversation at the register about the plethora of men coming out, disclosing their homosexual status. As T and I are both men who hate the sin, not the sinner, we merely shared our opinion on the matter and nothing more. Rumor has it, T was fired because of the way he handled a situation month’s prior, involving a corrupt employee who skillfully and maliciously took advantage of the employee workman’s compensation system. To this day, nearly a year later, this individual is still collecting a check.

Some say T should have fired this individual but he didn’t. Perhaps a shrewd businessman would have washed away the contaminated member and still had his job. However, T did the opposite and gave the man the opportunity to continue working. Sadly, good people get taken advantage of everyday, hour and minute.

T deplored the sin, but gave the sinner a second chance. Unfortunately, our courageous, selfless actions aren’t always held in high regard on planet earth.

Good Night World.

Just a few words before I shut down for the night.

Robert Hillary King once said that “People who adhere to and become blinded by logic would have told us that we didn’t have a ghost of a chance in that battle. But desperation sometimes trumps logic”.

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Image by Esquire – 20% altered.

Here’s a toast to questioning logic. Working so hard that one literally forgets to eat. Here’s to enjoying the process, be it smooth or painful. Here’s to a blessed week filled with hope, encouragement and an explosion at the end of the tunnel.

I feel a mighty announcement coming in the near future.