Most of you have no professional skills to be paid that amount of money, or not enough education to be qualified for any type of job. (There so many programs that can help you get there, but you all are too proud, or too damn lazy to do it). There are black women out there working low paying jobs, working two jobs, trying to keep her family together, what makes you men any better, that you cannot get on your knees and work? Selling drugs, making more money, you all have been selling drugs for how long, do you have a big house with furniture, a nice car, do you go on vacations, do you have money in the bank, is your family well taken care of? It is just another excuse of a lazy man who doesn't want to work, who doesn't want to be a man so afraid someone is going to accuse him of working with the white man.

          The only man who is your enemy is yourself. I rather have my husband working a legal job getting paid a little over minimum wage than trying to get quick money, I would be more proud of him that he had the intelligence to work with the system to get ahead than to work against it and end up dead or in jail. All you men out there have lost respect for the woman, the woman who raised you, who feed you, who hid you from the master, who helped you escaped, who had your children, who lay beside you everyday, the woman who understand the REAL plight of the black man, but this drug thing is a bunch of bullshit, I will never understand or accept how you all have let it destroyed your families, how you let it replace your woman. You have no respect for the plight of the black women who are trying to keep you alive."

          The breeze was hitting my face with such force, I hadn't noticed she was pointing to every man in the courtroom, and I kept wondering  why the Judge did not interrupt her. Maybe he, too, is caught up in her warm breeze. Then she turns back to her husband and continues on. "The black man is always complaining that black women never stands beside him (rather behind him) through hard times, well I stood beside you in very hard times, when I should have left your ass in that gutter, instead of dragging myself in the gutter with you.  But I felt you needed someone strong, someone who loved you by your side, I tried everything to get you to stop the abuse, I tried counselors, had you illegally on my medical card, so you could get in any rehab center in the state, without going through a waiting list, and already paid for. I scarified my relationship with my parents, with my friends, with my children to stand with you. I have always been there, but no longer. You had too many last chances, you have blown it.  I am tried of calling the police, I am tried of being in the courtroom, and I am tried of threatening to leave you. This is not another threat or ultimate, I’M GONE!!

          At that instance the breeze stops and everyone is looking at me, I must have been a dazed, because my caller had just finished saying hello to me, and the Judge was asking them both what he should do with them, when she said "All I want is out, I have nothing else important to say, I am sure no one would listen."

          That breeze was no indication of anything different happening in court today, it was just an indication that I wish something would happen to get these people to listen to take a look at their lives and make the right decisions.