After discussing the daily conversations that I encounter on the street, metro, church everywhere I go in DC a friend suggested that I should start a blog about these experiences. It will take some time to get all of the backlogged stories going, but I implore you to comment and add your 2 cents. I have made the comment section “moderated” because I will not stand for any foul language (I am sounding like my mother). I will however “keep it real” because the people that I speak to always tell me “you keep it real” you “tell it like it is” or “that’s whats up.”

DC is a place that people from all over the world look to as a powerful place, where laws are made and where elitists hob nob, and plan events on their yachts. It is the law to carry ID, you don’t feel violated when you empty your purse or get patted down in the name of “security.” The thing is that DC is not safe not even the slightest sense of the word. Most people in DC are living in a real life war zone where homicides are still constant. I personally have a very hard time turning on the local news- there is at the very least 2 to 3 murders per week. Most of these murders occur in specific areas in DC. There are really two worlds in DC’s- white DC and black DC- clearly that is a VERY GENERAL statement, so for all you folk (I can think of one in particular whom I love) it does not apply to everyone! It is unbelievable that in the very region where lawmakers are passing laws to help those that can’t help themselves that just miles away people are dealing, pimping, killing, dying, suffering in numbers that should make anyone sick. I ask myself daily. . . “have any of the Presidents ever been in SE DC?” For those of you that know me you know that I love talking to people, everyone and anyone that will listen or talk to me. Every person I meet I have a new story and new perspective. Hopefully these stories will create awareness and give “props” to those that are making it “out!”