Is Your Potential Kinetic?

Insecure is Back! Which Means Everyone’s Personal and Relationship Insecurities are Back on Full Display for Facebook and Twitter to see! Are you triggered? I’m not apologizing.

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My iPhone Reset Was the Best Thing That Happened Yesterday

Mercury Retrograde Got Me. I’m well aware not everyone believes in that sort of thing, but let’s just say between Tuesday night and Wednesday morning, things weren’t working in my favor.

I first left my iPhone charger & wall connector on the main campus of the school I work at, and was forced to buy a new one on the way home (S/O to my local 7 Eleven for having $5 iPhone 5 chargers). Apparently, Apple had a new update with features I probably won’t even use, but because I hate notifications on my phone, I set it up to take place overnight.

1 problem: I didn’t have the wall plug for the cord.

So I plugged my phone into my laptop, kept my laptop on and went to sleep. Simple enough. Right?

Charlie Murphy

Rest in Peace Charlie Murphy.

While in the process of updating, my laptop decided it wanted to go to sleep. This led to a few things taking place, and Mercury Retrograde whispering to me “Gotcha Bitch”.

First , My iPhone died after my laptop went to sleep, because charging from a laptop is always a longer process than from a direct outlet. Secondly, because my phone died in the middle of the process of updating, the iPhone basically had a factory reset. It didn’t even have knowledge of previous backups. Basically, I lost everything overnight except my contacts (because luckily it got those from iCloud, due to lack of space on my cloud, I ain’t updated my photos in literally over a year).

Krabs Spin

So basically, at 6:40 am, I woke up looking like this the photo to the right. I spent about a half hour, trying to recover everything, complete the update, etc. Alas, nothing worked.

And that was literally the best thing that could have happened to me.

4 of my last 5 phones have been iPhones, so the amount of apps, pictures, data, etc. I gained over that time was substantial. I’m not the person who goes to delete text messages. I rarely delete photos, and I actually participate in real life Spring cleaning more than I actually clean up the apps on my phone and get rid of those I don’t really use.

This purge of remnants of my past was a mishap that was supposed to take place. I started to realize how subtly the weight of holding on to so many things from the past on your phone could be. How something as little as a picture of that one time you and your ex/ old friends/ family members you fell out with/ etc. could hinder moving forward with life, stirring up thoughts and memories that while you may never forget, aren’t necessary to dwell on. I figured every picture worth keeping was something I probably shared on social media. Every text message from the past can remain in the past. And as far as the apps? Well, just like in life, why hoard things you don’t need?

So, I went and downloaded the apps that I do use week-to-week, and actually had a relatively clear-minded day, with far fewer push notifications than usual. I ain’t saying to reset your phone, just advocating to include your phone on your Spring Cleaning list. It may not be that deep for you, but it may help Restore your sanity.

~ Mr. PrICE

Op-ed: “Shirt Wearers” ~ HBCU Alum Who Only Care When It’s Convenient

(I also published this article here)

recently became the member of a Black Greek Letter Organization. As I read through our history book, I came across the point in my organization’s past where they defined the only distinction that should matter when it comes to members of Greek organizations. Active Or Inactive (no, not Paper or Pledging).

The distinction to this day SHOULD be the only one that matters when discussing members of the organization, are you a member who is about the business of building and defending the brand of the organizations. Not just financially, but in how we discuss the work of the organizations, paying attention to the details of each one and making sure that the organization we became a part of has fallen to the wayside. If you ask some members of BGLOs how do you recognize an Inactive member or “Shirt wearer”, many will tell you they are the ones who talk the most about the stereotypical parts of being Greek, own the most paraphernalia, and possibly the ones who do a lot to damage to the image of their organization.

I know some of y’all are wondering what this has to do with HBCUs. Well…

A Large Percentage of HBCU Graduates are “Shirt wearers” of their institutions.

A good friend of mine, co-alum (and now Frat brother) posed a question on Facebook recently asking “What Are Some Things Unique to the HBCU Experience?” Let me start by saying the majority of the responses were great, meaningful and lighthearted. But the following responses prompted this piece:

Dealing With Financial Aid
Student Loan acceptance
No guidance.wayment

Well, let’s break this down. I’ve attended 2 HBCUs as well as been employed by 2 PWIs. Financial Aid problems occur everywhere, and you can’t blame the school for not doing your FAFSA correctly. Same goes for Student Loan issues overall. And finally, closed mouths don’t get fed. “Guidance” doesn’t seek out those who need it, those who need it should have sought guidance. But moreover:

If you are the graduate of an HBCU and when asked about what made your experience unique and the first thing you utter out of your mouth is negative in fashion, I think it is fair at this point to refer to you as a “Shirt wearer” of your alma mater.

Historically Black Colleges & Universities already deal with enough false narratives about their purpose, influence, and ability to prepare students, it’s quite amazing to see people that verbally defecate on their university they received their degree from. What’s more? The people whom often do the most slandering of their university own and wear clothing showing they are alumni, and most likely have not donated a dime to their institution since departing the campus.

didyou1These Shirt wearers only use their alma mater’s identity as an HBCU when it’s convenient: using their degree to get a job, using their former school as a reason to attend CIAA weekend or the Battle of the Bands, etc. They literally do nothing to protect the brand or add any meaningful progressive commentary, or invest in the program they received their degree from.

I wrote an article for HBCU Gameday on BET’s The Quad about a month ago, where I state that the show has the responsibility to show both what is similar between HBCUs and PWIs, in addition to highlighting the differences that make them unique. There is plenty to celebrate about HBCUs that doesn’t involve the Band, The Yard, and Homecoming in the unique ways HBCUs do them. More importantly those of us who do care and are active in the caring and reputation and brand of our schools should call out those who offer negative comments about out institutions but don’t do anything to deserve the right to offer an opinion (see: donate back to their program/major, create scholarships, etc.)

I started this off by showing a parallel between BGLO shirt wearers and flippant HBCU alums. My Regional Convention is coming up next week, and only those of us who paid our dues are allowed to attend, to vote, fellowship, and receive the full benefit of being a member. I like this model; it requires us to put our money where our mouths are.

I only wish something similar could be done to those who only are around for Homecoming.

“If It Don’t Apply, Why Reply?”: To Those Who Think All Social Media Views Include Them.

Social Media has been a blessing and a curse. Social Media has led to is not only people with the ability to express a multitude of opinions (no matter how intelligent or ignorant), but also seeing how people respond to those opinion. Sure, when you’re sharing your opinion in an open forum – be it Facebook Status, Tweet, GroupMe conversation,  or even a blog – you open yourself to any form of responses. Just comes with the territory.

But This Blog Post Ain’t About The Posters, It’s about the Respondents. Read More