General John Kelly misses no opportunity to prove that whatever skill-sets he must have had as a military commander, were not for him, transferable. Many others similarly qualified, have been able to adapt to new political positions and excelled there too. What could be the impediment to Gen. Kelly bringing fundamental principles of leadership to his responsibilities in the Trump White House.
Regardless of one’s political preferences, this we can agree on -Gen Kelly is serving neither the president, nor the country, well. Some see missteps. I don’t. I see an individual illsuited to the office of Chief of Staff to President Trump, that was given to him.
Gen. Kelly appears to have some confusion as to role definition and self definition.
Having sat contentedly, pleased to have the media say for him, what his job is, that being minder of an undisciplined president, he assumed that tag as his unwritten job description.
Locked in that understanding, that misconception, what can possibly go right? Everything might go wrong if one appears to have responsibility with diffused authority. Now instead of having one erratic person to control, he has Hydras popping up where and whenever.
Regarding Gen. Kelly’s self definition that’s even worse. Integrity traded for bold obnoxiousness. Like his president, Gen. Kelly has proven to be an habitual, unapologetic, seemingly incorrigible liar. A pattern, so regular, our military officer corps would have had to work hard to not discover in his character.
Now a profile in disingenuity, Gen. Kelly mirrors a sulky disposition and an arrogance matched only by President Trump and V.P Pence.
Thanks for his services, but the current expectations of the office he holds, are unmet.
Leyland A.King, MS
May 12, 2018https://BlueGadfly.com
I Used to Like Joy Reid
By Leyland A. King, MS.
April 29, 2018
First came the whispered rumors about statements, supposedly on their way to haunt and destroy Ms. Joy Reid and her professional standing. I swooned among shock, disbelief and grief. I remembered Dr. Melissa Harris-Perry and Tamron Hall. I waited for the worst outcome while struggling with the ‘what about when’ and ’ look over there’ , the fast becoming peculiarly American logic. But I liked Ms. Reid
I live in media world, 2018. While aware of that, I also confess that I eat. It’s that common. The media in America is so pervasive that if one chooses to shut them out, they are in fact voluntarily. A willing prisoner who refuses to leave.
People who populate our blue screens soon attach like family and we might become emotionally too close to them. So I used to like Ms. Joy Reid. Why, is professionally beside the point.
Ms. Reid and my family have very deep roots in Guyana, where I was born, and with that fantastic smile of hers, well I long ago surrendered myself to fandom.
On Saturday April 28, 2018, I occupied my usual comfort-place, with my usual breakfast tray, ready as usual to consume AM Joy. What a shocker! Breakfast interrupted. A classic, over the top example of contriteness, personal accountability, due respect and incredible honesty….. and she listened. She listened and shared about how conflicted she was about the way she had been experiencing the world. Her five brilliant LGBTQ guests collectively and uninhibitedly, bared their wounded souls, even as they expressed the hurt Ms. Reid’s words caused them. That particular show deserves a replay.
So here is why I used to like Ms Reid -because, now I absolutely love and respect her. Like has gone to a new level. It’s love, love, love.
That show of April 28, could not have been easy for anybody. Thank you, to all the people who made that possible.
Today it’s Starbucks’ turn for caustic opprobrium. It’s their turn to be piñata of the day, because there were more decent customers than others, in the coffeehouse, and a woman was adroit enough to use the most feared weapon in America -a cellphone.
I’m not worried about the two Black men victimized. They are smart and doing well enough to take legal action to redress the wrong. Nor is there any sympathy needed for the Black police chief, who made himself so powerless that I don’t want to imagine the compromised, sectional existence that must be his. So all is well until tomorrow, when the world sees another America within a minute of the electronic upload. Worst if streaming. To come are the rest of the stories and American children are all watching and learning.
If this reads as uncaring, that’s not my intention. This is more about how I cope with institutionalized racism that pervades all life in America, and don’t ever think that the perpetrators and enablers are always White. I know that because of many experiences.
Starbucks would have us believe that firing a member of its staff and sensitivity training are good enough….to get by. Well, Mr. Starbucks, visit any of your stores and let us know if you see what your brand projects. Look the thing that you hatched, in the eyes. It’s not pretty and it’s menacing.
Your corporate culture is who you are. Your staff don’t need sensitivity training, they need leadership and good examples worthy of emulation. Just as nothing happens until something moves, people do what they believe is expected of them. They want to please you and maybe get recognition.
They are probably stunned by the swiftness of what corporate America and many governmental agencies rely on. Go to the most junior employee, publicly fire them and some people are satisfied. The latest script is, “that is not who we are.” I differ.
So my personal philosophy in coping with victimization is this: first, who needs whom; second, is the commodity essential to my comfort, and third, is it be available elsewhere? What cannot be changed from within can be changed from without. Starbucks needs me. I don’t need Starbucks. Problem solved.
Lastly, the employee fired and those remaining have learned something and that something would likely be taken to the next jobs. How, Mr. Starbucks, have you helped?
After twenty years in child protective services. I thought I’d seen it all. Every kind of cruelty perpetrated on young boys and girls, I have investigated.
This post is deliberately short, only because I feel compelled to add my voice in protest concerning Alabama Republican Candidate Roy Moore. I do understand that the allegations of child sexual abuse made boldly against him are just that. Allegations! Until they are investigated.
Had a report such as that arrived at my desk, I would have been out there turning every wet stone to see if it’s just filth under there or snakes. Might even be scorpions. But I would not have rested until I had determined the veracity of the complaint AND whether Roy Moore posed a threat to any child in his care, and that would have included his own grandchildren. Is he a threat to them? Yes, I would have done all that I could. TODAY!
Had Roy Moore been an ordinary citizen, he probably would have been arrested. Had I delayed in my responsibilities, the very people in government would have been having a fit, and their convulsions would not have ceased until they took possession of my head and one from each tier above me. Rightly so.
I thought we had reached rock bottom with the election and support of Trump. Well, GOP, please tell me and my fellow citizens, how much deeper America has to fall? When did child sexual abuse become a partisan issue? Then, to rub salt in the wound, his officials who don’t have the balls or competence to do otherwise, would dare demand that the victim take a polygraph test, and yet another attempting an unbelievable parallel with a birth from two thousand years ago. I know that you, Republican officials don’t care, but do you have to be stupid too?!
By Leyland A. King
September 28, 2017
If you happen to think that the tagline is weak, you are right. But after abandoning the last eight, I decided that I had to decide to do what I can, and not worry about being calm and deliberate. I am too pissed, outrageously pissed to worry about writing norms.
Puerto Rico and the U.S Virgin Islands were devastated by two hurricanes, which we knew were on their way days before they arrived. If particular individuals in the U.S government chose to be willfully blind to the forecasts, they must live with that. All evidence suggests that the people who fervently run our government, make good things NOT happen, at the worst time, wouldn’t miss a wink. Absent a conscience they are unbothered no matter how despicable and gigantic the eff-up. Only they could make a hiccup a cause of death.
Let’s suppose that no one in Trump’s mal-administration saw the hard to miss projections. Just supposing. Weigh that against the fact that all the pirates and blessed plunders since the 15th century, knew that that part of what was called the Spanish Main, was a perilous place to be in August through September. (The actual caution is June 1 to September 30) Put everything together, and see you how hard put it is to claim objectively that this Trump Administration gave the best of our capabilities and resources to our citizens in Puerto Rico.
We should not let any of the Trump’s misfeasance go unpunished. But, I wish again. Over a week since disaster struck the Caribbean, Trump has not visited ANY of United States territories. Rather, he chose to make a spectacle of himself trying to explain to his cabinet that the problem of bringing relief to Puerto Rico was because “it’s an island in the ocean, a big ocean” and that the island is surrounded by water; that you can’t drive a truck there. Trump also said that he plans to visit “the island” in about a week. That is, three weeks for the president to visit disaster areas in his own country. During that time, he was fighting Colin Kaepernick and the NFL, who are legitimately protesting police violence and murders of African-American citizens.
Trump is not only loutish. He has no compassion for anyone other than his bagman. But, I need to stop, lest I.🤢