Tuesday, July 26

Clever Bio (abridged)

Hi! I'm Jayme Dee.

Bio's ordinarily bore me so if you don't mind, I'll spare you the drabness and try to maintain a certain level of wittiness along the way... 

I enjoy long walks in South Central Los Angeles. Since I attend the University Of Southern California, I am lucky enough to roam the streets so close to my abode. Might I add, I keep pepper spray and a pocket knife on me at all times.

I hate cats. Sorry for all you cat enthusiasts who build shrines for your felines but I just don't like them. They are sneaky, conniving, mini lions I tell you.

My guitar is my best friend. But really. I have no friends other than my guitar.

Amy Winehouse is my idol. Except for the cocaine addiction, binge drinking, rehab, tattoo's, abusive relationships, jail time, etc etc. Other than that, she's great!

I don't like flowers. or nail salons. or pink. YUCK.
I love initiating awkward situations. They make me feel happy for some obscure, unknown reason.

I would kill a man for anything chocolate. A day without chocolate is a day without sunshine. When no one understands me, chocolate is there to listen. My favorite food (other than chocolate, but that is more like an element necessary for life) is watermelon. If you're thirsty, it quenches. If you're hungry, it fulfills. What a perfect combination.

Break my heart. I'll write a song about it! I think that sums it up ♥


---> Hear sweet acoustic covers and originals:
Jayme Dee
- http://www.youtube.com/jaymedee333 

Monday, July 4

Rewrite History


Abigail Gossett once said, "The problem with history as it is taught in our schools is this – it is dry facts and figures. There is no self, no emotional connection. When you see an army in a history book, you see a thing… a machine with thousands, if not millions of little parts. Perhaps it’s time we changed the way we write the history books. Maybe that personal understanding of what it was like is what it would take to foster a craving to learn and not repeat the errors of before." 


I feel the same way when I reflect on something so monumental as Ruby Bridges in this picture. She was only six years old during the American Civil Rights struggle in the early 1960s when she became the first African-American child to attend an all-white school in the South. For this, she had to live with threats to her life on a daily basis and face teachers unwilling to instruct her. She is captured for all eternity in Norman Rockwell’s famous painting; he depicted her on her first day of school, surrounded by U.S. marshals as a result of the court-ordered desegregation of public schools in New Orleans. Going to kindergarten with the federal law enforcement agency at your side: This was her reality.

Rosa sat...  so Ruby could learn. Ruby learned... so Martin could march.