Blogworthy: Commentary about “Air II” McNair

Blogworthy: Commentary about “Air II” McNair

One thing I’ve been a smidgeon sad about is the fact that I, and most people, can’t be as upset and dismayed about the death of my homestate hero, Steve McNair, as we would in normal circumstances because of all the shadiness surrounding it.

I found this commentary very very thought provoking and interesting–it’s from a male’s perspective, one who doesn’t care at all about the cheating aspect.  It brings up a good topic–the importance of fathers in their children’s lives.  Please share your thoughts.

Don’t be so quick to make McNair a hero
We can quit calling Steve McNair a great leader now. Leadership starts at home.

And I’m no longer all that interested in hearing about the community service work McNair did in Tennessee and Mississippi. Service to community begins at home, too.

If you read this column regularly, you know I’m not the morality police, you know I’m far from bothered by McNair’s May-December romance and you probably should’ve surmised I get my “Becky on” from time to time.

Stop reading now if your preference is sugar-coated, politically-correct, phony-ass pontificating. You can find plenty of that garbage littering the Internet.

I’m going to get knee deep in this Steve McNair tragedy and what it really signifies.

Until the police wrap up their investigation, I’m only willing to acknowledge four victims — McNair’s four sons.

I don’t know how to classify the adults in this saga — McNair, his wife Mechelle or his 20-year-old girlfriend, Sahel “Jenny” Kazemi.

The kids, they’re victims of two horrific crimes: 1. the murder of their father; 2. their father’s apparent abandonment so that he had time to wine, dine, vacation and shack up with his jump-off.

Let me repeat, I’m not some sanctimonious moralizer.

Personally, I prefer June-December romances, but a blossoming May flower certainly could be fertilized into a special, 28-year-old bouquet by a patient and attentive gardener.

As for the life-experience, station-in-life disparity between a retired millionaire quarterback and a Dave & Buster’s waitress, well, let he who has never Captained cast the first hoe.

Every man I know has a little Captain in him. We see a pretty young thang working her way through nursing or cosmetology school and it’s just in our nature to pay a cellphone bill, a car note or get her nails done.

It’s what we do. And if you’ve earned a chunk of change in professional sports or in corporate America, you might buy a big black Escalade in her name, fly her to Vegas or go parasailing over the ocean.

It’s not a black or white thing. It’s not an athlete thing. It’s a man thing we haven’t been able to shake since Eve gave us an apple.

The look of pure, unadulterated joy on McNair’s face captured as he and Jenny parasailed is one every real man recognizes as the uncontrollable feeling of elation that gushes through the male, middle-aged body when he finds the Tenderoni Bobby Brown sang about.

Do not read this as me condoning McNair’s extramarital affair. I’m not.

But we don’t know the nature of Steve and Mechelle McNair’s relationship. We don’t know what made them happy, what agreement they reached or what was transpiring in their marriage.

What we do know is that McNair had four sons. And based on the observations and comments of Kazemi’s neighbors and neighbors at the condominium McNair rented, McNair spent so much time with Kazemi over the past few months that people assumed they lived together.

You see, this is my problem with McNair, with American men as a whole.

We shirk our responsibilities as fathers. We don’t have time for it. We think it’s a part- or no-time job. We think our career is more important. We think charity work is more important. We think some young tail is more important.

We foolishly believe we’re unnecessary in the rearing of children. This mindset must die.

I pass no judgment on McNair kicking it with a woman 16 years his junior. I don’t agree with it, but I pass no judgment on McNair “cheating” on his wife.

However, I think it’s ridiculous and embarrassing that he spent so much time chasing after a Nashville waitress that he created the impression he lived with her.

Many have tried, but you can’t maintain two homes, two families. If HBO has shown us anything, it’s that kids are the losers when it comes to Big Love.

You can’t live with a waitress in a condo/apartment, take her parasailing, clubbing, to Vegas and raise a brood of boys living in a home on the other side of town.

Kids are game-changers. Kids require sacrifice. Kids are a daily and sometimes hourly responsibility. You don’t properly raise them in your spare time with money, fame, gifts and glowing newspaper and magazine stories about your courage to play on Sundays despite injury and pain.

Steve McNair sounds like a warrior who fought the wrong war. He won a public-relations battle.

He was so popular in Nashville that when his under-drinking-age “Becky” got popped driving her mistress ransom while drunk and/or high the police called a cab to give McNair, the Escalade passenger, a ride home.

This is the privilege of fame and inclusion in the boys club. We’re so mentally diseased that we instinctively feel empathy and envy when we see a married father of four liquored up with his near-teenage girlfriend.

You know what the cop was thinking:

But for the grace of God, two-tenths of a second on my 40 time and the high school coach who made me play tight end rather than receiver, there go I.

Steve McNair was flawed in the same way as most American men.

Too many men think financial success is their primary and most important contribution to a relationship with their kids, wives and/or girlfriends. A grown woman has the right to settle for that. Children shouldn’t have to settle for anything less than their father’s very best effort.

News We Can Use

News We Can Use

Kentucky State University President Mary Sias says the school is trying to find funding to open a boarding school for Black males. Sias told The State Journal of Frankfort that the proposal is part of an initiative to increase the number of Black men who earn college diplomas. She says high school students would live in campus dorms, have their own teachers and an on-site principal at the historically Black college in Frankfort. The pilot program could start in the fall of 2010 if KSU receives enough federal and grant funding. Sias says there would be room for 30 to 50 high school students to participate.

I think this will be a great endeavor–maybe a best practice.  Will definitely try to keep my eye on future developments!

America We Are

America We Are

Ranada's Reads and Reels after the exhibit!
Ranada's Reads and Reels after the exhibit!

Some of the participants of Ranada’s Reads and Reels visited the America I Am exhibit Sunday afternoon, and it was definitely a real treat!  If you haven’t already, go check it out!  You can get discounted tickets from the customer service counter at Walmart!

This exhibit, the brainchild of Tavis Smiley, was full of learning points.  I have a list of items I plan to research.   Walking through this collection of black historical artifacts definitely served as a reminder that we come from a rich background of ingenuity, determination, and intelligence.  As one of my friends said — “It flows through our veins.”

One thing I took away from it that I never overtly thought about was that the slaves not only provided the free labor that made the United States grow into a super power–they also supplied TECHNIQUES.  It wasn’t just about their physical attributes.  They had the knowledge to go with it.  They weren’t trained once they got here.  They were exploited for much more than how much they could lift.  It’s funny because you know things like Eli Whitney and his cotton gin, but it wasn’t until I walked in there that I really thought about how creative and smart we are as it relates to the success of this country.  For goodness sake, we turned RICE into BASKETS.  With my fist pumped in the air, I gladly accept the torch. 🙂

I’ll leave you with a quote.  “The value of slaves was greater than the dollar value of all America’s banks,  all of America’s railroads, and all of America’s manufacturing put together.” -Dr. James Oliver Horton

We all know the answer, but it never hurts to keep asking the question–Would America be what it is without black people?  NOPE!  Now go check it out!

P.S. Ironically, I’ve been reading Tavis Smiley’s Hard Left and here are two quotes that resonated.

“Every race and every nation should be judged by the best it has been able to produce, not by the worst.”  – James Weldon Johnson

“The tragedy of life does not lie in not reaching your goal.  The tragedy lies in having no goal to reach.  Not failure, but low aim is sin.” – Benjamin E. Mays

Reach for the stars, friends!