Work
I'm in an abusive relationship with the family law unit of [...]. I'm committed to the relationship: I show up every day, I work consistently, I don't take time off unless I'm truly sick or for a pre-planned vacation. Yet although I'm committed, I'm taken for granted by the other side in the relationship. I've never once been offered praise or a complimentary word or a positive word of recognition by my supervisor or anyone in the unit. If anyone in the unit denied that, I would ask the cross-examination question: "can you produce one email or written evidence of having done so." And like an abusive relationship, when it's not the default of being taken for granted, when I do get attention, mainly from my supervisor, it's criticism, it's what I've done wrong. Just like the oppressed party in an abusive relationship, I'm made to feel like shit and that I'm never good enough.
Culture
In current events, Philadelphia Eagles wide receiver DeSean Jackson was released today. I'm fine with it. Although he's certainly talented, I still think he's overrated. Similar to my criticism of members of my own field of law, I dislike how DeSean has such a big ego. Show up and do your job, do it well. The media is claiming that there is evidence that he associates with gang members, who have been tied to murders. I also dislike the glorification of violence and crime so prevalent in a certain element of the American hip-hop, urban, primarily American-of-African-descent culture. Leaders of society -- chief executive officers, business owners, politicians, coaches, lawyers and judges, media personalities, and others -- should set a stronger, more vocal example against the acceptance or acquiescence of this culture of death. So, with all that being said, I'm fine with the Eagles releasing DeSean Jackson.
Love
I feel so blessed to have Jeannie and Rocky and the Baby in my life. With our baby daughter on the way, due to arrive any day now, we're really becoming a family. My marriage, and my relationship, with Jeannie is strong and healthy. And Rocky and the Baby are there for me, making me happy day in and day out for the past nine years. As much other shit may be going on in the world, from my office and beyond, I thank God that my life at home is good and stable and healthy. Thank you, God.
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