Profiling… Guilty! Always Bad?

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Is Profiling Always Bad?

Profiling funny? NOT!

Somewhere In America…

Profiling: Ain’t Right; However, Is It Always Bad? Take Your Internal Temperature on the Topic!

First of all, let’s examine our profiling thermostats. Is yours set high or low? Is high always bad? Are you profiling countrymen (internal profiling)  or foreigners (external)?

Profiling to make us great again?

Let’s make America very, very, very great again!

Our President has been under attack for both. Sometimes, I get his point, yet I fluctuate. And at times, I’m ashamed!

 

I‘m doing my best to curve personal bias. Who could ever ask for more? Furthermore, I  struggle with burying bygones having been on the receiving end of profiling:

One nation, one fingerprint!

 

  • My military son gets routinely and unapologetically stopped by police officers here and abroad  for “just because” reasons. No apologies and rarely reasons are given.   
  • I am often mistaken for a “foreign-born” Black because of my demeanor, drive and diction implying American Blacks lack these characteristics.

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Memorial Day Is Not Just A Day Off!

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Are you deserving of their sacrifice?

How Do You Honor?

Memorial Day is not just a day off; it is a day to honor our fallen soldiers by action, not inaction! Why not do something for this country and/or its citizens?

It is a working holiday for me, as a traveling OB/GYN. I touched down at Rochester, Minnesota airport yesterday and made a splash donned in flag colors.

Dr. Bagley: made in America.

Every compliment received afforded opportunity to promote peace, harmony… say something great about America like why and how deeply I love my country. Meanwhile, background overhead screens broadcasted highschool’ish antics played out by media and hard party liners. This gave me cause to question airport motives in choosing this kind of programming over those uplifting for its stranded, frustrated and bothered patrons.  Luckily, I didn’t pay attention for long because remarks about my festive attire pleasantly distracted…. Funny, my travel wardrobe usually includes something patriotic. Only during Veteran’s, Independence and Memorial Days is it noticed!

True, our heroes are gone. However, their hovering spirits know efforts were not in vain… that we appreciate their sacrifice if we do anything, even if but the smallest thing, to promote  peace and tranquility across American soil.

So yes, rest this and every Memorial Day off in remembrance of our fallen soldiers who served America unbiased,  irregardless of party lines. Rest but for their sakes, hold a tongue, open a mind, build a bridge, lend a hand… do any little or big thing in observance of this day many have gifted in their absence that this and every day you might do anything other than nothing.

God, Bless America!

Deserve and appreciate all you’ve been given! That’s the best way to give thanks to our heroes and their families.

Keep Them Proud!

 

 

 

 

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A First Daughter’s Mother’s Day… Saved!

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Two Q’s & A’s On Mother’s Day 2017…

Traditionally observed the second Sunday of May since late 1800’s, Mother’s Day celebrates motherhood. It is a time to appreciate mothers and mother figures.

 

I asked myself two questions this Mother’s Day:

  1. What I’d like to do ?
  2. And, whom realistically, in terms of children or grands, I’d have to do “it” with?

Background: I am six-years divorced, an empty nester with distant grown professional children. Unlike most of my friends, I have no grandkids. Worsening matters, I was at odds with my eldest of two children this birthday/holiday season. And, my youngest is in the military; I don’t get to see him much.

Why pose these questions, I can’t say. Perhaps, I’m masochistic having listened to too many Blues “I ain’t got nobody, somebody done me wrong” songs as performed by wailing guitars and singers. Answers eventually come around 4 am Mother’s Day while prepping a smoked turkey leg and a greens medley (collards, turnips, mustard greens and kale) for the day’s meal :

  1. Any damn thing I’d like… whatever first comes to mind!
  2. Kirk, my fiancée, and I will explore our coastal Low-country happenings.

The two questions slathered themselves between May 13 and May 14, 2017, like chunky ham salad between buns; I don’t like ham salad! Yet, knowing its potential  for indigestion and messiness, I bite finding chewing hard! Though I had my honey to spend the holiday weekend with, I’d hoped my daughter’s napkins of love, maturity and understanding would clear the mess threatening to soil Mother’s Day 2017 for me… 

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Evolve… Into Your Own Bar Code!

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WHEN YOU LOVE WHAT YOU LOVE, WHOSE “DAMN” MEANS A DAMN, REALLY?

Dictionary.com’s paraphrased definition of “bar-code”:  

“a series of lines of varying width, printed… that can be read by an optical scanner to determine charges for purchases, destinations…”

Draw your own lines assigning your life’s direction &  value!

 

 

Doing what feels right’s become 2017’s mantra. Be it a book, drink, person, philosophy, religion or flavor, if it suits a fancy, allows you to determine your own sentence’s course and punctuation, apologize not and go for it, I say!

Don’t fight the feeling if it grows you in every direction but down and out and you don’t take on hostages, become your own product; develop your own “bar-code.” If you’re to be packaged, stamped and coded, do it to and for your own self ‘s all I’m sayin’!

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Love Hangover: If There’s A Cure For This…

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… I DON’T WANT IT!

The Sweetest Hangover…

 

 

 

 

Psych! This blog is no profession of love for my guy, though he holds my heart in deserving hands! No one’s interested in another sugary Hallmark Channel  love story, right?

We’re feelin’ each other then… Good!

 

America’s beautiful landscape serves as my blog muse this morning leaving a cozy hotel room on route to labor and delivery at an area hospital here in North Carolina’s gorgeous smoky mountains. In a “lemons to lemonade” moment, I realize how blessed I am about to experience nature’s splendor first hand early before a sleepy world awakens deafening natural early sounds of nesting birds and gusting winds and covering its smells of dew-moistened earth with man-made rush hour horns, havoc and funk. The deep breath I inhale opening my hotel door makes me second guess whether I’m capable of operating any vehicle with such an intense high coming on?

Apparently, a drop-in patient belonging to another health care system suddenly appears at our doorstep in advanced premature, preterm labor. Her family can’t make it to her facility in time. Hence, I anticipate my arrival to care for her without benefit of records and unable to obtain much history given her state of panic and pain (most likely, no epidural for pain management is placed by anesthesiologist due to her advanced labor status).  

Oh, the background tumult I hear groggily answering my mobile phone this morning! Wait a minute! Is this reality or perhaps, just another night/morning mare that I’m experiencing after twenty-seven years of OB/GYN’ing, I thought. Nah, reality’s the only answer especially since distressed cries from a frazzled young female receptionist emerging through the cellphone indelicately  pierces my left ear, exiting through the right as if I’d just been stabbed in the head! “A sci-fi-ish flick in the making with me as central character getting mind-blown,” is how this R.E.M. deprived brain interprets things at first… a penance for binging on Japanese animes like Full Metal Alchemist before turning in, I admit! Almost muffled by background commotion: screams, feet, alarms, chatter, I get the gist of what she says, disconnect, dress and leave in record time!

Side note 1: for a middle-aged OB/GYN practicing since 1990, that I can still bust such moves deserves special mention and commendation. 

Side note 2: How I would have rather awakened to the shrill sound of my alarm ringtone of a kidnapped cellphone:

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