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I was planning on testing my limit on nomophobia today, but the attacks in Newton, CT and Chengping, Beijing won't let my soul operate in peace. The Associated Press reports that a man opened fire inside of Sandy Hook Elementary School in Newton, CT. For some senseless reason, 20 children won't be hugging mommy and daddy tonight. President Obama shared his tears with families and communities impacted by this event. I sincerely can't comprehend this through the eyes of a child: "Third-grade kid deciding what video game to play and sudden, excessive gun shots shake up horror in the building. You're scared, screaming, running for the closet hiding and all you know is that you want you mom and dad." I'm trembling and wanting to go home to my mother and brothers as I post this. These kids were between 5 and 10 years old. Why would someone that young receive such a punishment? Another incident in China involved 22 elementary children and 1 adult. Though

At a recent open mic, this lovely young poet, AVC, recited an original piece about rocky love. There was a certain lyric expressed that resonated with me for some time. I don't want to try and butcher her charming wordplay, so I'll just paraphrase the jist of it... He didn't want anyone all up in his business but updated his Facebook status with what he had for breakfast. When someone has a fight with the lovey-dovey, when baby snug-a-loo takes the first steps, when someone gets a new job or gets demoted, they run to Facebook. Or Tweet their worries away. Some may even Pin their cope-with-stress methods. Throughout it all, is it expected to be private? According to social media guru Bruce Newman, social media privacy does not exist. Newman writes in the Westchester County Business Journal that even sending an email to a person or a group of people doesn't guarantee that the message will remain private. Social means public and what was posted was put online for a rea

I wish that we could all wake up to this. No more bad news, no more war, no more victims of sexual abuse, physical violence and emotional assault. Yet I start preparing my psyche for what negative sustenance the world has in store. I'm having a Wiz moment and the words of Evilene are screaming in my head... "Don't you ever bring me no bad news, cuz I'll make you an offer, chile, that you cannot refuse, so don't nobody bring me NO BAD NEWS!!!" Photo courtesy of Musique's Poetry . What is it exactly that has me fuming this breezy December afternoon? The murder-suicide of another young and thriving somebody. I don't follow sports, but when I came across this sad story on The Root about Kansas City Chief play Jovan Belcher  and his girlfriend, I bit my tongue til it bled. Prayers and condolences to the families, friends, teammates, and so forth. This is another unnecessary tragedy in an already chaotic world.   Another school shooting, this tim