Trust in the ghetto

Bob Marley knew growing up in Trench Town (the ghetto) that on the street BMW stood for Break My Windows. So, when he was successful enough he said No, I think BMW stands for Bob Marley and The Wailers and he bought one. He never locked it. Everyone knew it was his car. His windows were never broken.



Evil or divine?

I saw this video on Facebook: a guy walks up to a snake that is wrapped around what he described as a baby hawk. He decides that he is going to free the hawk… and does. The hawk flies away, the snake—looking pissed and aggressive (striking)—slithers off, and the guy looks at the camera like a hero.Screen Shot 2015-07-17 at 3.51.13 PM

I shut off my laptop and sat down to meditate, which I had been putting off all morning. (Occasionally, I am a great procrastinator.) When I sit down to meditate, there’s a problem: I can’t stop thinking about that video. There just seemed like there was something wrong about it. I started to hear a backstory in my head… the story that happened before the guy showed up with his camera and his heroic intervention:

It’s the desert. No trees. No fence posts. The snake is crossing a dirt road as the hawk—who can be on the earth and in the sky—sees the snake and thinks, “I am famished.” The hawk is much bigger than the snake and figures, “This is going to be such an easy score,” as he swoops down and grabs the snake.


The snake, in some panic-induced last gasp at survival, swings his head and body up and around the hawk and by some miracle, turns the tables. The snake is not that big. I’ve seen snakes eat and know that they can open their mouths very wide, but this doesn’t seem possible here. The snake can’t believe his fortune and spends all his energy squeezing the hawk in an effort to kill it so it will not eat him.

Whether or not the snake would have attempted to eat this oversized meal, I do not know. But he must kill the hawk now so he can go on living. shivanadSnAKE

That’s when our hero walks in, and with no backstory, decides the “young hawk,” as he calls it—pretty feathers, endangered species—is the underdog in this scenario. He wants to save it from the evil snake.

I couldn’t help but think of how many stories I had heard or seen in the media in the past where, in just a few-seconds clip, a commentator was deciding for me who the “hero” was.

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Written by Daniel Overberger

Edited by Nancy Winebarger