droppin knowledge and hair grease

I learned a lot sitting on a stool in my grandmother's kitchen each Sunday, getting my hair combed.  I learned about love, life, philosophy, religion and mostly about people and the way they think about life and process those thoughts, by sharing and exchanging ideas, in casual settings, with each other.  As I grew up the settings changed, sometimes it was at home, or while waiting for my mom to get her hair "did" at the beauty salon, but the common denominator was always the same.  Get a bunch of sassy, smart women together, throw in some fine, witty, gay men, start fixing hair and eating fish and wait as the secrets of life started to unfold.

There was always a story or topic that when salacious enough caught everyone's attention.  If you were lucky it was nothing to do with you, if not, well hang on cuz the ride would definitely be bumpy, might even be painful, but if you listened with your heart you would hear the love in the messaging and start to understand the secrets of life.  Secrets about mysterious things like why sisters, who love each other, fight and steal each other's things including boyfriends, why good men get confused and lie and cheat, why daddies leave, and how strong, smart women can make the same mistake over and over again. 

I started learning these lessons at an early age by the time I was seven and began keeping a journal, my own philosophy was being formed and slowly my opinions about life were teased and tested through the reality of my day to day life at school, home and eventually at work, in my marriage and raising my own family. 

Ghetto logic is just about sharing the sometimes funny, painful, astute lessons about life I learned from some beautiful, intelligent, strong, vulnerable women who loved you enough to tell you like it is.  It is the catalyst for my view of the world forged during the times when I felt the safest, in the bosom of happy, solid women who sometimes had no reason to be happy yet smiled and laughed through their own life lessons and taught me how to do the same.  Their views were never hidden in subtext or metaphors, but BOOM right out there for you to see and witness, no way to mistake the intent or the eventual outcome they clearly, anticipated by your crazy, poor, bad or misguided behavior.

So it is my sincere hope you will enjoy these women, created here for you, a hodgepodge of actual people from my past, some friends, others family, all well and truly loved and respected by me.  I will use what I learned at the feet of angels to create a lens that can be applied to past, present and future events.  These women are not my possessions; their voices speak in many of our hearts if we were lucky enough to have the benefit of the caring and sage women who possess "ghetto logic".  Keep me honest, share your opinions and lets have fun!