Prayer’s of Black Women: A Morning Prayer

Artist:  Henry Lee Battle
Artist: Henry Lee Battle

So far today God, I have done all right.  I haven’t gossiped.  I haven’t lost my temper, and haven’t been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish, or over-indulgent.  And I haven’t told anyone to mind his own business and stay out of mine.  I’m really glad about that.

But in a few minutes, God, I’m going to get out of bed; and from then on I’m probably going to                                                                                    need a lot of help.  ~Author                                                                                          Unknown

Man’s Inhumanity to Man: Iceberg Slim

Photo credit:  New York Times.com
Photo credit: New York Times.com

“I smelled the stink that only a street whore has after a long, busy night.”  ~Iceberg Slim, Pimp:  The Story of My Life

This morning as I searched for a positive quote for today I stumbled across a man called “Iceberg Slim.”  His birth name was Robert Beck.  Apparently he took the easy road to securing his financial future by honing the craft of manipulating others and becoming a pimp at the age of 18.  From the sounds of things he truly capitalized on using the sexual gifts God gave to women to please their husbands for his selfish purpose.

After being released from a short stint in jail Robert Beck ended his pimping career at the age of 42.  One would say, “Good ridden to bad rubbish.”  But!  No!  He didn’t crawl into a hole underneath a rock and disappear from all good society!  Instead he became an author and wrote about his exploitation experiences as a pimp.

What makes his career choices gut wrenching for me, as a woman and mother, is how the literary community sought to tell and sell his story.  I just gotta ask why publishers and movie makers, especially black movie makers, sought to make money from a story that exploited women?  And even though I know the answer, I still find the need to ask such a naïve question in a cynical way.

My heart goes out to the women he exploited.  And my prayers are for the family members that lost loved ones that didn’t make it to tell their stories.  And my soul cries for the women that were and are affected by his tell all book of “man’s inhumanity to man.”