Prayer for new love from me to you

 I send special energies to you and your little girl. 
Let the season turn till both of you look one another in the eyes once again. 

Let you heal one another and may that grow into a deeper love.

Aaron Raby Elephant Killer, Merciless Murderer Torturer

After I puked from watching Aaron Raby the merciless killer from California shoot a curious Elephant as it approached him hoping for a bite of watermelon. I took out my trusty pen...

Aaron Raby proud murderer

Crux Sancti Patris Benedicti

How does a mother raise a son like he.What is in him that desires death for a beast so loved?

I maintain this is his sexual fetish. It's not only killing murder and torture but Aaron Raby is an exhibitionist and needs to be seen and videotaped making his personal porn movie.

And like a serial killer, he needs a trophy so he kills a living being, skins it, stuffs it and puts it in his wall. In the case of the elephant he murdered he cut off the tail and some have said he injested a piece of her flesh like a cannibal.

If he makes the leap to hunting humans (which is more likely than not) we should be afraid, very afraid.

 Maya Angelou said,: "When they tell you who they are the first time believe them!"

Arron Raby has announced to the entire world that he is an abomination and affront to mankind.

POEM  A sweet soul and the Devil

Crux Sacre Sit Mihi Lux!

Nonquam draco sit mihi dux.

And the big game hunter, hard between his legs eager to kill.

BANG! he shoots the elephant. Stunned he fallto his knees thinking, "I was on my way to say hello funny two feet friend how can you taste a fruit without a trunk silly. What fell from the tree that hurts so bad."

BANG!  

I cannot see I will try to get up and run away 

BANG! BANG!

 Again and again, he rolled  and struggled to stand.

  Where is my  family I can't scream, pain pain. The BANG! is bad.  Time to run. 

Blood fills his  head.

My little infant go with your sister run from the BANG! Save my little one. Is the Bang from the funny two feet elephant with no trunk? I was just curious to see if there was watermelon for me! Why would they want to...Please God may my family never see the Bang Bang man.... maybe he will save me. Mama....

BANG! His pants get wet. The Hunter is spent but not finished.

He cuts off my beautiful little tail,

the one that wagged hello greetings my friend and takes a bite of my flesh to ingest my beauty into his demonic stomach acid. He poses with me and takes a shit later that night.

Vade retro Santana!
Nonquane Suade Mihi Vana

END

And that is why we should be alarmed when we see children hurt animals. It is a sign of deep psychological disturbance which has been known to make a serial killer or two.

The sick part is the sexual component of this blood bath. A fetish. whether that be bondage or spanking or hunting goes awry when that act is the  ONLY sexual release for the participant. And when a tolerance level achieved the act must be intensified to satisfy.  

It seems like Aaron Raby can only cum is if he murderering killing and torturing animals specifically big game.

And that my friends is a person who is a danger to themselves and others and should be detained into a max security psychiatric institution.

Sunt mala Que Liba
Ipse vena Bibas!

Below are pictures of Aaron Raby in his sticky wet pants and God's creatures and God does not like ugly and Aaron Raby is an ugly ugly abomination.

M

 

IS AOC a bigger bully than Trump

Who's the Bully Now?

Alexandra Ocasio-Cortez you broke my heart tonight. What made you feel that tonight was a good time to snub such a good person like Joe Biden? You tried to ruin the most impotant day of his life. Why take that away from another person? Maybe you and Trump are more alike than I thought.

I would have never believed you were capable of that. You would fit in very nicely on Trump' s team. You chose cruely instead of kindness and I wish you had never spoken tonight. Who is the bully now?

Dr. Elisabeth Murray a Zoosadist?

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 Zoosadism is a pleasure derived from cruelty to animals. It is part of the Macdonald triad set to three behaviors that are considered a precursor to psychopathic behavior.

Let me ask you this. Is it possible to make living experimenting on animals by torturing them in all kinds of sadistic ways and not enjoy it on some level?

May I introduce to you Dr. Elisabeth Murray Senior Investigator in the Laboratory of Neuropsychology at the National Institute Mental Health.  For over 30 years our government has thrown approximately 36 million dollars to conduct her research. Take a close look...

At first glance she seems like a stereotypical school teacher but look closer, there is a method to her madness. 

(Here's where I get to show off my semiological skills. Semiology is the study of how signs and symbols work in culture to elicit emotions. for example, when you see red it's likely we think of love, sex excitement.)

Now check out Elisabeth or Betsy as she likes to call herself which she spells with a small "b". Betsy is a common debutante name. The fact that she uses a small 'b' is so people do not assume she comes from a privileged background. She is humble yet has a campy sense of humor. She can laugh at herself. 

 Everything she is wearing is branded to make her seem trustworthy, simple fair, kind and hard-working. If she were accused of torturing and killing monkeys in her lab you'd tell me to take a hike. 

 The frameless glasses, the lack of earrings or necklace makes her seem down to earth and sensible. Her overly thick hair looks like she's done her best to style it and is waiting to afford the next salon trip rather than to put it on a credit card and go into debt. 

Notice the color of the jacket. Navy would have made her seem administrative and strict. Instead, she picked a muted electric blue, off the rack with oversize shoulders to accentuate her small frame. That says , "I'd like to be full of the energy action and excitement"  that  pure  electric blue means but I like to temper those emotions wuth a muted tone which say, "I can make sensible judgments that are fair to all."  

One morning Dr. Murray got up and said to herself. "I need a new house and I need to figure out a study to get that extra funding. "So while she had tea and a crumpet she thought and thought and then...

"Eureka! "I've got it! Here's what I'll do, I'm going to study fear in monkeys by cutting around the frontal lobe that houses fear. 

 It's easy to take one of God's creatures drill open its skull, pull out a chunk of brain or better yet burn a section giving them irreversible brain damage. Then when the mentally broken creature wakes I will trap it on a small metal cage so it can barely turn around and then. since monkeys instinctually fear snakes I'll show them some and see if the creatures urinate in terror or freezes in a little ball or shake uncontrollably. Then I can say I am studying fear responses in primates! I'm going to order some monkeys and have them delivered to my lab!"

And that's exactly what Dr. Elisabeth Murray did. Now I ask you this. If she wasn't a doctor and didn't have a lab and was just a person on the street who tortured animals would they not be considered a serial killer or certainly on their way to becoming one? 

 I believe that this is a type of serial killer because to be a serial killer there had to be a three-person baseline limit but I believe there is another type of serial killer a more intellectual self-disciplined type who has made a decision never to move on to commit such atrocities on their fellow humans. And if you were that type of killer where is the best place to hide?

 How about behind a Ph'd in a lab that experiments with animals which will supply you with endless victims on which you can torture as much as you want and get paid. And that's exactly where this type of serial killer lives. And the closest they get to man are primates. 

I would also suggest that people who experiment on primates or any other animals are serial killers whose primary motive is to seek the adrenalin rush derived by hunting and killing their victims.


Criminologist Jose Sanchez has observed that what sets this type of personality apart from the rest of us is the lack of empathy for their victims. 

To experiment on animals and be able to look into their eyes at the terror your presence bring to their soul takes a lack of empathy that is antithetical to being human. The primary motive of a thrill killer is to induce pain or terror in their victims, which provides stimulation and excitement for the killer. They seek the adrenaline rush provided by hunting and killing victims.

So while using the term Serial Killer cannot apply to those who experiment on animals I believe there is a subset called Zoosadist Serial Killers and they must be contained and given treatment for the psychopathic behavious that they exhibit. It's a good thing Dr. Murray works in Mental Health. Let us pray that her loved ones convince her to get the help she so desperately needs and her assistants as well. She could not do this alone. 

Here she is proud, smiling and getting ready to study;

Decision making in the Primate Prefrontal Cortex. 

And what does that mean? Elisabeth will be cutting out a piece of the brain of a terrorized beautiful creature that soils itself in horror as she enters the room. Clearly, she gets immense pleasure from her work in her house of horrors. So it is a Zoosadist that looks at us happily and then turns around to drill into a screaming monkey's brain, cut out a piece, sew it back wait till the creature wakes in shock and pain it's world irreparably fractured and then tries to elicit terror in the poor creature. Yep. There she is smiling at us. 

Feel free to email her the prayer below or ask her politely to reconsider the goals of her professional life.
murraye@mail.nih.gov

Dear God,

Help Dr. Elisabeth Murray and her colleagues to get the help that they need and cease their animals' experiments immediately. Give them the ability to feel great empathy and respect and love for all your creatures which will block their ability to perform the tasks of torture and pain for which they are paid and for which some if not all derive an abnormal thrill. Make them look into the watery eyes of the speechless ones they set upon to torture and make them understand that their presence makes a creature soil itself in terror because they exist.  Let them feel shame and pain and sicken their souls so they cannot do their evil work. And let them feel your light when they stop look away and can do no more. 

And when they get well let them take pictures and videotape and release all proof of their sins to animal rights groups.  Let them atone by finding other ways in which to understand the world around them and make a living for themselves and their families by protecting and preserving and helping the creatures that they once terrorized. 

And please God encourage them to write and speak and tell what the rest of us can never know. What is it in them that allows them to absorb the terror and pain of another over and over again? What parts of being human must they cut out of themselves?  And God if they get pleasure from their acts may the medical community of mental health descend upon them, strap them down, institutionalize them, and keep them from passing their infection to others. May they be contained and healed. 

May their genetic seed never pass that ability to another.

And that includes you Dr. Elisabeth Murray.

AMEN

The Women's National Book Association promotes racist writer Linda Rosen

 No character arch, crafting, or any required elements that define this short story exist, and the imagery is racist stereotyped the black man as the "archetypal brute." Keep in mind Ms. Rosen is in a position of power. She holds four board positions, Vice President and Events Coordinator of South Florida chapter of the Women's National Book Association and Secretary of the Head Office in New York City, and the Great Group Reads coordinator.  She sets the tone. She is an example of what is acceptable and what is not, and racist literature apparently is welcome, not just in the WNBA of South Florida but in the WNBA as a whole.  Natalie Obando, the President of the Organization, and Julie Frey-The Communications Chair have issued their public support on this matter.  

 

 Through the Peep Hole," a short story by Linda Rosen, is a stereotypical portrayal of a man with "onyx shin" who has a "repugnant odor of armpits and cigarette smells,"  who may or may not rape the protagonist, a white woman. He breaks into her apartment moments after she has just finished eating a tuna fish sandwich. (Again with smell) Is this a fetish?

 

WORDS MATTER Ms. Rosen

WORDS MATTER WNBA

 It's sad that in this climate of Black Lives Matter that a writer would waste time with exclusionary hurtful and harmful words and post it proudly on her website. I guess she wants to make it clear where she stands, and she does. 

 Ms. Rosen is he is featured on the WNBA website and sponsored to give readings. In any other organization, she would be asked to resign from her board positions. But for some reason, the WNBA who feeds off grants to promote women of color has absolutely no problem upholding what a racist short story by Linda Rosen is. In fact, Great Good Reads f division, which the WNBA controls, encourages writers to be part of them with"voices no matter how distasteful," and that would include hate literature. 

The main character is a stereotype of a black man who, and I quote, has "a pungent odor of cigarettes, armpits, and sweat" and also attacks a white woman.

This is the archetype of the "brute man" who targets helpless victims, especially white women, and can be traced back to the writer Charles H. Smith in 1892. It is a firmly entrenched stereotype that "links a black man to danger and negative stereotypes hard Black Americans at every turn." (Scientific America Dr. Katie Milkman 2010).

 We meet the "onyx skinned" man outside her apartment in Manhattan, and he thrusts his way in because she didn't use the peephole to check first. As he pulls her inside, she thinks he might use a switchblade, has a gun, exa, or rape her because, in the author's mind, that is what big " onyx-skinned" men do to white women. They hang outside their apartments, waiting to assault them. 

 The story  fixates on the smell of the man; it "festers in her nose, cigarette, armpits tobacco, and sweat." The man with "a voice as low as his onyx shin"  enters her apartment like a "cat pouncing on a sparrow." (Was that a black cat Ms. Rosen?) And then low and behold, he realizes he's got the wrong white woman (they all look the same), and instead of leaving immediately he grabs her purse, hands it to her politely, and asks for 5 dollars for a cab -which would get him down two blocks in NYC. 

What if she only had credit cards? What would happen then?

After he leaves, she doesn't call the police; she starts cleaning the apartment from "the putrid smell( he left) penetrating my furniture, my clothes, my hair."

 So the "onyx-skinned" man who smells like "armpits" leaves an odor so "pungent and revolting" that she will remember that smell for a lifetime. Even if she gets Alzheimer's and doesn't remember a thing, she'll remember his smells.

The real question to ask this writer is why smells on a man with "onyx skin" are "putrid," but if we look a little deeper, I think this is a pseudo-sexual thing going on. The story is peppered with words that hint at the truth.  She "gulps down big breaths, "squats" in front of cabinets, sits "erect" her neck is "hammered" Her "carotid pulses" Methinks the lady promoted by the WBBA  doth protest too much!  

In any case, the "man with a voice as deep as his onyx skin" leaves to get a cab to find the right white woman to mug and maybe rape?  

(The publication that the author points to, The Dying Goose, cannot be found, and the publication Cracked the Spine had no search of her work... they should both be relieved) 

This author has made it very clear where she stands, and so does the WNBA of South Florida and New York City head office. 

 

WORDS MATTER 

 

 

 

Happy Farms my Ass

If you look at this bag of cheese it's got all the feel good consumer words;
1. Happiest
2. Farms

Hell there is even a picture of a happy cow grazing! Information like this is false and  misleading

It is a factory farm.
A chamber of torture for the cows who are kept perpetually pregnant giving birth to babies they deficate into a trough that waits behind them.

And I can't help thinking...
The farming industry is immune to full disclosure which is
ironic because we live in an age that demands  full disclosure.

Why can't I visit Happy Farms? Why is there no information on the Internet when I Googled Happy Farms.

How is it possible that a farm of this size in  Illinois can hide all information including location?

Because factory farms are not happy they are houses of horror and if you saw what was taking place inside you would never eat animal flesh or things made through  animals flesh again.  Start now save a cow. Then we can all be truly happy together.

Is Dr. Elisabeth Murray a Zoosadist?

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 Zoosadism is a pleasure derived from cruelty to animals. It is part of the Macdonald triad set to three behaviors that are considered a precursor to psychopathic behavior.

Let me ask you this. Is it possible to make living experimenting on animals by torturing them in all kinds of sadistic ways and not enjoy it on some level?

May I introduce to you Dr. Elisabeth Murray Senior Investigator in the Laboratory of Neuropsychology at the National Institute Mental Health.  For over 30 years our government has thrown approximately 36 million dollars to conduct her research. Take a close look...

At first glance she seems like a stereotypical school teacher but look closer, there is a method to her madness. 

(Here's where I get to show off my semiological skills. Semiology is the study of how signs and symbols work in culture to elicit emotions. for example, when you see red it's likely we think of love, sex excitement.)

Now check out Elisabeth or Betsy as she likes to call herself which she spells with a small "b". Betsy is a common debutante name. The fact that she uses a small 'b' is so people do not assume she comes from a privileged background. She is humble yet has a campy sense of humor. She can laugh at herself. 

 Everything she is wearing is branded to make her seem trustworthy, simple fair, kind and hard-working. If she were accused of torturing and killing monkeys in her lab you'd tell me to take a hike. 

 The frameless glasses, the lack of earrings or necklace makes her seem down to earth and sensible. Her overly thick hair looks like she's done her best to style it and is waiting to afford the next salon trip rather than to put it on a credit card and go into debt. 

Notice the color of the jacket. Navy would have made her seem administrative and strict. Instead, she picked a muted electric blue, off the rack with oversize shoulders to accentuate her small frame. That says , "I'd like to be full of the energy action and excitement"  that  pure  electric blue means but I like to temper those emotions wuth a muted tone which say, "I can make sensible judgments that are fair to all."  

One morning Dr. Murray got up and said to herself. "I need a new house and I need to figure out a study to get that extra funding. "So while she had tea and a crumpet she thought and thought and then...

"Eureka! "I've got it! Here's what I'll do, I'm going to study fear in monkeys by cutting around the frontal lobe that houses fear. 

 It's easy to take one of God's creatures drill open its skull, pull out a chunk of brain or better yet burn a section giving them irreversible brain damage. Then when the mentally broken creature wakes I will trap it on a small metal cage so it can barely turn around and then. since monkeys instinctually fear snakes I'll show them some and see if the creatures urinate in terror or freezes in a little ball or shake uncontrollably. Then I can say I am studying fear responses in primates! I'm going to order some monkeys and have them delivered to my lab!"

And that's exactly what Dr. Elisabeth Murray did. Now I ask you this. If she wasn't a doctor and didn't have a lab and was just a person on the street who tortured animals would they not be considered a serial killer or certainly on their way to becoming one? 

 I believe that this is a type of serial killer because to be a serial killer there had to be a three-person baseline limit but I believe there is another type of serial killer a more intellectual self-disciplined type who has made a decision never to move on to commit such atrocities on their fellow humans. And if you were that type of killer where is the best place to hide?

 How about behind a Ph'd in a lab that experiments with animals which will supply you with endless victims on which you can torture as much as you want and get paid. And that's exactly where this type of serial killer lives. And the closest they get to man are primates. 

I would also suggest that people who experiment on primates or any other animals are serial killers whose primary motive is to seek the adrenalin rush derived by hunting and killing their victims.


Criminologist Jose Sanchez has observed that what sets this type of personality apart from the rest of us is the lack of empathy for their victims. 

To experiment on animals and be able to look into their eyes at the terror your presence bring to their soul takes a lack of empathy that is antithetical to being human. The primary motive of a thrill killer is to induce pain or terror in their victims, which provides stimulation and excitement for the killer. They seek the adrenaline rush provided by hunting and killing victims.

So while using the term Serial Killer cannot apply to those who experiment on animals I believe there is a subset called Zoosadist Serial Killers and they must be contained and given treatment for the psychopathic behavious that they exhibit. It's a good thing Dr. Murray works in Mental Health. Let us pray that her loved ones convince her to get the help she so desperately needs and her assistants as well. She could not do this alone. 

Here she is proud, smiling and getting ready to study;

Decision making in the Primate Prefrontal Cortex. 

And what does that mean? Elisabeth will be cutting out a piece of the brain of a terrorized beautiful creature that soils itself in horror as she enters the room. Clearly, she gets immense pleasure from her work in her house of horrors. So it is a Zoosadist that looks at us happily and then turns around to drill into a screaming monkey's brain, cut out a piece, sew it back wait till the creature wakes in shock and pain it's world irreparably fractured and then tries to elicit terror in the poor creature. Yep. There she is smiling at us. 

Feel free to email her the prayer below or ask her politely to reconsider the goals of her professional life.
murraye@mail.nih.gov

Dear God,

Help Dr. Elisabeth Murray and her colleagues to get the help that they need and cease their animals' experiments immediately. Give them the ability to feel great empathy and respect and love for all your creatures which will block their ability to perform the tasks of torture and pain for which they are paid and for which some if not all derive an abnormal thrill. Make them look into the watery eyes of the speechless ones they set upon to torture and make them understand that their presence makes a creature soil itself in terror because they exist.  Let them feel shame and pain and sicken their souls so they cannot do their evil work. And let them feel your light when they stop look away and can do no more. 

And when they get well let them take pictures and videotape and release all proof of their sins to animal rights groups.  Let them atone by finding other ways in which to understand the world around them and make a living for themselves and their families by protecting and preserving and helping the creatures that they once terrorized. 

And please God encourage them to write and speak and tell what the rest of us can never know. What is it in them that allows them to absorb the terror and pain of another over and over again? What parts of being human must they cut out of themselves?  And God if they get pleasure from their acts may the medical community of mental health descend upon them, strap them down, institutionalize them, and keep them from passing their infection to others. May they be contained and healed. 

May their genetic seed never pass that ability to another.

And that includes you Dr. Elisabeth Murray.

AMEN

Andrea Baron and Linda Rosen Massacre the National Mandate of the Women's National Book Association

Andrea Baron and Linda Rosen from the WNBA (Women's National Book Association of South Florida) have implemented a Zero tolerance policy that is hurtful and harmful, exclusionary, and an example of systemic racism. And has the unfortunate consequence of alienating minority groups. The policy has to do with their refusal to extend Mic night for 5 minutes to accommodate members. Open Mic Nights, a platform on which writers can read a snippet of their work. Each reader is allowed 5 minutes. I invited my African American niece to read on a dark night on COVID on July 17th. She wanted to be a writer and had a small poem on George Floyd ( my nephew was stopped many times during stop and frisk in Harlem in  New York City.)  My niece was thrilled, but because we did not sign up in time, but  Ms. Baron and Ms. Rosen refused to extend the meeting by 5 minutes to accommodate us.  Five minutes! I was shocked and ashamed that this organization had attracted me with happy happy words like promoting women's voices, protecting women's vision when this was clearly not the truth. I  did not know what to tell my niece  I still don't, but that policy traumatized a young girl and stung her with the thorn of racism. The fact that two white women were enforcing the policy in a group of all white women with similar cultural backgrounds makes it impossible to accept the fact that this policy does anything but promotes systemic racism and alienates marginalized communities at the same time using magical words like inclusivity and empathy to attract members and secure grants. Whether or not Ms. Rosen and Ms. Baron knew my niece was black, the policy is racist.

 

 Ms. Rosen and Ms.Baron further clarified their position when on Open Nic night. My niece was denied 5 minutes because of a zero-tolerance policy. They arbitrarily extended the meeting for 10 minutes which they used for the announcement, which could have been emailed.  

 

We reached out, asked for dialogue, discussion, a chance to explain our position and change the policy, and we were met by silence and derision, and physical threat. In an internal email, I secure Ms. Rosen writes that "she will not consider extending Mic night no matter who what or where." She also went on to confess her body "twitches" because of me and "she will not control herself when she sees me."  In another email, I was accused of harassing her, wasting time, begin aggressively having a threatening tone; I was accused of being politically manipulative and promoting fake news. My membership was revoked, and I was no longer welcome.  All of this because I want to open a discussion to change a policy that WILL alienate and cause harm to people who come from cultures in which time and times are negligible.  THE WNBA  refuses to change this policy. 

 

I live in Delray Beach and our sister city in Haiti, and I would like to implement a recruitment program I will not introduce then to a group where 5 minutes will be denied because they did not sign up in time., They come from a culture where time and timing are different. By refusing to change the policy, refusing to discuss, or even offer an apology reveals a rule of law mentality designed to be systemically racist.  A

 

And then I read a short story written by Ms. Rosen posted  proudly on her website that most would agree is overwhelmingly and racist about a black man that she described as " having a body odor so pungent that smelt of armpits and cigarettes which was so horrible that she could not clean his (stench) from her furniture." Ms. Rosen refuses to rewrite or take the short story down. How are minorities supposed to want to join a group with a writer who is a leader who allows a short story to be published?

 

Although the WNBA of South Florida is a nonprofit organization, there is no information on the grants they receive, nor will they supply private donors with a tax receipt.  Any appeals to the board cannot be fairly arbitrated because Ms. Rosen holds two positions that of Vice-President and Director of Programming and uses that platform to promote her own agenda, 

 

 

THE HORRIBLE NIGHT

 

 I invited my African American niece to a Zoom open mic meeting which took place on  June 17th, 2020, to read her poem during the dark time of COVID.  Because of internal policy. Ms. Rosen and Ms. Baron refused to extend the meeting by 5 minutes. Linda Baron wrote to me in an email that my niece could be on standby., There was only one other reader waiting.  So to accommodate everyone the meeting would have to be extended by a total of 10 minutes.  It was hard enough for me to explain to my niece that two white women who present themselves as promoting woman voices, especially women of color during could not make an exception and let her read her poem.  Even during the cultural revolution, in the darkest time of COVID and with young back men and women being killed, it would be even harder to explain that to our Haitian community of writers. Culturally time and timing can be interpreted differently in varied cultures. There is no way that their policy would not be construed as racist if people of color are turned away from reading because they did not sign up in time.

 

The Women's National Book Association was established in New York City in 1917 to give women a voice in the book industry.  What has propelled their success into the future is their commitment to the culture of inclusion. The WNBA created a mandate to inspire with four components; Learn. Think. Empathize. Act. Unfortunately, the Chapter in South Florida under the direction of President Andrea Baron and Vice-President Linda Rosen are not moving that mandate forward in any meaningful way. Instead, they defend the status quo – a self-serving world of corporate-speak and excuse mongering.

 

I have tried to sit down with them to discuss, enlighten and make changes to the policy not only did they refuse, but I was called politically manipulative, a time-waster, with a threatening tone. In an internal email, I received Ms. Rosen threatened e physically if she should ever see me. 

 

It is true that both women worked tirelessly to form a chapter of the WNBA and have grown the organization into something special.  Baron is committed and conscientious, while Rosen is a hurricane of self-promotion. But on June 17^th, they made a conscious executive decision NOT to move the mandate forward. There was no attempt to learn, think, empathize. Act. In fact, it was quite the opposite; I experienced actions that were unashamedly exclusionary and silent.  And so during this climate of demanding change in institutional structures, I thought I'd jump on the bandwagon and take the time to call out the South Florida Chapter of the WNBA in hopes that they educate themselves on what transparency, inclusion, and communication look like and understand those goals are non-negotiable.

They refused to sit down with me instead threatened me verbally, calling me over 13 names, which included harasser, fake news, 

 

 

Here's what went down.

 

On Wed, June 17^th, 2020, our chapter Zoomed a Mic Night from 6:30 to 7:30. It's an event many members and I look forward to.  Not only because writing is isolating but particularly now, during the menacing days of COVID.  To share and listen to other authors was a white light in so much darkness and pain.

 

Enter my niece, a young black writer 21 years old who very much wanted to test the waters and meet other writers.  And since she was not yet a WNBA member, I figured I'd read a bit of her poem and finish off with mine in the time allotted. A TOTAL of 5 minutes. Two for her. Three for me.

 

I sent an email to Linda Rosen to request a spot but was informed there were no spots left and that I would be second on a waiting list. It didn't pass the smell test to me. Eyebrow arc.  Sounded lawyerly.  Refusing one looks exclusionary, but two? Not so much. Honestly, I was shocked and surprised at her lack of empathy. I sent another email to Rosen asking, "How could FIVE more-minutes matter?  I was ignored. Me… a lonely flea to be pushed away crushed if necessary and put in "my place."   End of discussion.

 

My niece kept bugging me, and I told her it wasn't possible, and no one understood why it wasn't possible. Me, my husband, her mother, father, any rational person.  And my ah-ha moment. Something was simmering in the board's "power struggle pot." It was inconceivable that an organization that nurtures women writers was making a ten-minute restriction an issue.  "Oh," I thought to myself. And the mantra repeated in my head; "rule of law, the rule of law says not 5 MINUTES MORE.

 

Where had I heard that before?"

 

And I was ashamed of the board that represented me.  Even behind a backdrop COVID, of black men being executed in the street, the horror on my nieces face, our fear for her brother my nephew, and the tragedy of her giddiness with the possibility that her work might be read in front of some solid professional women writers. The "rule of law" the hour restriction was summarily enforced without a smidgen of learning, thinking, empathizing, or acting. Well, "acting" not so much. They "acted" by THEIR Rule of Law. And to add insult to injury, Baron arbitrarily extended the meeting by 10 minutes to make announcements.

 

And I thought, maybe it was because I said I wanted to run for president, perhaps I wasn't the right religion or have a similar cultural background, or maybe the WNBA of South Florida was suddenly following "the rule of law" culture, and I just clued in. I thought back to the task I was assigned last year. I was to book a dinner for 30 members, which seems easy enough, except the restaurant didn't take reservations, and so if we got there and there were no tables, it would be on me.  And Baron knew that before I was assigned the task. I crazy called-the restaurant every day, frantic with the possibility that there would be no tables left! Didn't happen, but it could of.  Mean or mistake? Humm. Unnecessarily stressful? Yes.

 

But this wasn't about me. It was about my niece and the white woman who made the rules and a white Aunt who informed her of them. So we sat on the sidelines while wonderful writers read their wonderful words. The meeting ended at 7:40 instead of 7:30, with President Andrea Baron quickly explaining that adhering to the hour time frame was of utmost importance.  So my niece and I both recoiled, disappointed, and hurt, and she turned to me and said, "Auntie Kay, don't be sad. They're just mean girls. I'll read to you, and you read to me," and we did.

 

Because of the lack of kindness and tolerance that trickled down from the top too long from those in a position of power, a kind group of women writers has become blemished as intolerant exclusionary, and unkind. 

 

 

What happened to Learn. Think. Empathize. Act? 

 

And guess what? Ms. Rosen was first up to read, promote her book. Eyeroll.

 

In the new climate of organizational change, here's how that could have been handled. First, no question in my mind that the 5 MINUTE extension should have happened.

 

OR

 

Baron who shamelessly broke her own "rule of law" and added a sacred 10 minutes for announcements when she could have sent an email with that info and given the members extra minutes.

 

OR

 

Maybe with an announcement that those attendees who could not take more than an hour without having a nervous breakdown could exit the meeting at their leisure. 

 

OR

 

Vice-President Rosen should have given her spot to a member (having another reading the next day).

 

OR

 

How about a simple apology, an acknowledgment of an error or judgment to myself and the members. It could have gone something like this; The board apologizes for refusing to extend the meeting 10 minutes. We didn't have a valid reason. It came across as petty, mean, and flew in the face of the WNBA mandate. So we would like to reschedule another mic night for July 15^th. Thoughts?

 

You guessed it. Not even an effort was made.

 

Maybe it's time to require board members of all the chapters to get some training on what it means to: Learn. Think. Empathize. Act. Because the South Florida Chapter not only missed the boat, they kicked it away from shore.  

 

And it gets better. The excuse they gave?  Enter the corporate-speak world. Baron stated that in her experience conducting a Zoom meeting over an hour was tiring."

 

Ok…which made me wonder how  Baron come to that conclusion? How many meetings had Baron attended and asked that question?  Ouch! Smack on my nose.  Then came the blame-mongering. Pointing the finger. It was my fault. I should have signed up sooner. And finally, the most abusive corporate technique of all. Make a wall of silence, identify an upstart, and shut her down.

 

And then came the snub. What? End of discussion?  My emails were not answered. My request was ignored. I was politely afforded an insulting placating promise to let me read at an undetermined time at an undetermined date.  But I am a determined writer, "ends of discussions" never sit well with me because it's a way of keeping people "in their place." That creates a culture of "power struggle." In this case, Baron and Rosen have the power, and I have the struggle to fight to be respected and heard. As a paying member, I have the right to influence change, be open and transparent, engage in discussion, and point out flaws (including my own) with the optic of creating a better environment, a nurturing and positive, and inspiring environment as a women writer who practices a lonely craft. In other words: Learn. Think. Empathize. Act.

 

 Power struggle. This is a prime example of what the "systemic" part of racism means how it functions within board structures, purposely ignoring mandates put in place to avoid this.  And although I am not black or brown, I was excluded and could be explained away as a "troublemaker me" or, better yet, "if you don't like it leave." But my niece is black,  and I wanted her to know her aunt has her back.

 

Although the South Florida chapter of the WNBA is a microcosm of where power struggle exists, I feel  Baron and Rosen have shown a concerted commitment to propagate and preserve a cultural mentality that promotes exclusion and isolation. This subtle yet effective method is what the Black Lives Matter Movement is railing against. It is systemic, whether that be racism or sexism or anything else that excludes others subtly through archaic institutional structures, and there are catchphrases and buzz words and clues dressed up as future promises, no open dialogue, no apologies, and the effective "end of discussion."  To live in this historic moment means that it is all of our responsibility to root it out, cut it to the quick whenever we see it, in whatever minor form because systemic communication that is left unchecked will overflow into the wonderful new world that so many of us are striving to reinvent.   

 

Out with the old in with the new. This unstoppable tsunami terrifies many organizations and exhilarates others. Diversity and inclusion is the first thing that the South Florida Chapter must commit to. The average age is 60 ish, and all the members (that I have seen) are white with a cultural majority.   This is NOT a reflection of the members. This comes from the top. The members are a group of women who could be extraordinary mentors and teachers to writers in our community. The fact that Delray Beaches sister-city is Haiti, there is ample opportunity for them to impact the future of women writers in an awesome way. There is more than enough money to sponsor young women with scholarships. As it stands, the board is not identifying, encouraging, or opening any dialogue with its members on outreach strategies.   I feel that occurs because  Baron and Rosen have secured themselves onboard positions as entitlements or steppingstones to promote their personal books and agendas rather than tend to the "minor" needs of minor paying members like myself.

 

Here's my take:

 

Writers are a group that will claw their way to the top (no shame in that) and for which Rosen has a particular talent. I feel it’s a conflict of interest for her to be Vice- President and use that platform for self-promotion and to sell books at a local bookstore using her status instead of promoting members. Furthermore, she is also Secretary of the National Association, where she was recently a guest on a writer's panel promoted nationally.  Ethical questions swirl. Favoritism, nepotism?  Appearances matter.  The fact that Rosen holds two positions on two boards within the same organization should not be tolerated (there must be some by-laws about this). She should resign immediately from at least one and commit to promoting members' needs over her own.   

 

And Ms. Baron? She should reexamine her role, engage in training and education on how to act in tandem with the national mandate.  Is she capable of pushing the organization forward?

 

Just aside:

 

Before I published this article, I made a point of trying to "learn" about the reasons that Ms. Baron And Ms. Rosen made their decision. I thought about why they chose that route, and I empathized with them. It may be an educational issue that requires internal training and a weekend workshop. And I've acted by publishing this article and reaching out to Baron and Rosen only to be dismissed.  I've also acted with suggestions on how moving forward, the South Florida Chapter of the WNBA can be an example of fortitude, courage, inclusiveness, and love for young writers.

 

 Learn. Think. Empathize. Act.